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[Nisei tears out of a room at top speed, pausing only to slam the door behind him, and send a blast of energy to seal it. His hair and clothes are dishevelled, and there's blood trickling down his lip and chin. He wipes it impatiently with the back of his hand.]

What ... hey you. Yeah, you. [Looking at someone standing behind the wall. Or is that inside the wall? There's no door there. And unlike everyone else in the dressing room, he's never seen them before.] I think your one-way mirror just failed.

This post has two purposes. Nisei has been wanting to get some exercise, and the last thread keeps attracting random spam. So - have a space where muns and muses can interact. Fourth wall smash. Canon goes on as normal, without meta-knowledge, when they leave the room. That's right ... this is a room. Pretending very hard that it's a stretch of hallway. Your character comes out of wherever they were, and they can see muns.

You don't have to look like you do in RL, but do write a physical manifestation, so that you can interact. Ah, and coming out of that wall, while possible, may not be a great idea. If you stay where you are, the muses powers can't affect you directly. You're ... shielded. Physically, anyway.

I look like a pale, earless person with dark hair and eyes, sitting on a chair and holding a clunky old laptop. There's a nameplate at my feet that reads AQUILA, in bright, black letters. When I look up, the computer vanishes. If I stand up, so will the chair. All threads will be answered, though it may take me awhile.
 
 
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25 October 2010 @ 06:42 pm
How long had he been laying there? Soubi could only guess at the passing of time since he had no other means to confirm the minutes and hours. He had landed on his side at least rather than face-down when he'd forcefully rejected the metal implant that had controlled him so closely for the last year, a small favor he supposed. The Sentouki had known quite well that removing the device would not be a clean and easy task, and that the possibility of permanent damage or death was high. As it was, he could barely manage to open his eyes now and then to make sure the pool of blood under him wasn't still spreading before closing them again until the pounding in his head eased.

He was free.

Soubi wouldn't voice that just yet though, not until he could make sure he was actually beyond the dismally gray walls of that experimental prison and not just in yet another simulated 'event' that would end when a certain being grew bored. At the moment he was almost completely defenseless, but Soubi hoped that soon the repairs would be completed enough to move. To explore.

To find Ritsuka.

One hand shifted with a grunt of effort to lightly touch the spiderweb-thin thread that connected him to his young master. Soon, he promised before falling back into a mostly unaware state of consciousness.


((ooc: Slightly-but-not-quite AU Soubi! He's been locked away in a pocket-dimension prison with an implant restricting his abilities and actions for quite some time, and just managed to gather enough power to 'remove' it in a nicely self-destructive manner. Have fun dealing with him, especially when he realizes he isn't in prison anymore!))
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22 September 2010 @ 06:11 pm
[Kouya jerked awake, gasping softly and stared up at an unfamiliar ceiling. Reaching blindly to her left, she only grasped at air instead of the reassure warmth of her sacrifice. Yamato had been right next to her when she had fallen asleep. Kouya sat up and was met with the sight of a blank room--white walls, no windows, white chair in a corner, light that seemed to come from everywhere and nowhere at once, and under her, a white, nondescript bed and white floors.]

Not here again.

[The last time Kouya had ended up here, Yamato hadn't been with her, just like this time. But Ritsu had been there. A seeing Ritsu. Kouya shuddered. She didn't like not knowing what was going on and why there seemed to be different... versions of people here. Kouya pushed herself off to the bed and padded over to the door that she couldn't see, but instinctively knew was there. She pushed outward, drawing sheer power and the room behind her vanished, leaving just darkness, but the door opened up to a hallway. She could feel the darkness trying to suck her in and her survival instincts kicked in and launched her forward, the door snapping close behind her and disappearing, realizing too late the darkness could have taken her back. Back to Yamato. Back home.]
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04 September 2010 @ 09:18 pm
H-huh?? Where... where am I??

[Here, have a Yuiko! She's wandering around, confused.]

Where is this place?? This isn't home or school...!
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19 July 2010 @ 12:37 am
 
A warm wind caressed long, sand-coloured hair and a flame from the lighter flickered a few times before lighting a cigarette the man had in his teeth. It was a silent summer evening and Agatsuma Soubi was bored like never before.

[Have a bored-till-death Soubi your way~ Can someone save him from this despicable inactivity? Hope the shortness of this post doesn't scare you away, I just felt like writing something here at this late early hour, and this is the outcome.]
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10 July 2010 @ 04:00 am
Okay, don't panic, Kio.

... Oh, who the hell was he kidding? How could he stay calm in such a situation?! The last time he'd awoken in an unfamiliar place, there were creepy people who poked fun at him, played with his glasses, fed him cold pizza, and then tried to go beat up Sou-chan! He didn't even want to think about the confusing stuff they'd said, and of that suspicious visitor that called him --

Shaking his head almost violently, he patted his cheeks to snap himself out of it, shoulders rising and falling with a mighty huff through slightly puckered lips between squished cheeks. "Okay. Okay! Weirder stuff has happened to you, Kio-chan! You- ... you just need to find out where you are, and- ..."

[ Here, have a very confused Kio! He's awoken in one of the bedrooms and somehow made his way out to one of the Japanese gardens, where he's finally determined that he's not in Kansas anymore, Toto. So now you might find him kneeling in the center, holding his head and talking to himself like a loony. He hasn't really lost it, though, promise! ]
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22 June 2010 @ 11:36 pm
[Well here you have a sleeping Ritsuka laying on the ground mumbling Soubi's name in his sleep. His tail twitched slightly, ears were back and it almost looked like he was about to cry. Someone come wake him up from his nightmare and tell him where he is?]

(Hi I'm new to the community.This is my first time rping someone from loveless so please be kind. Also this Ritsuka is au,currently 15.)
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30 May 2010 @ 04:27 pm
[You've got yet another Seimei here, folks. And the tension in the air is palpable.]

I wasn't aware they could do something of this nature...


Nisei. Come.

[A pause, as he sends that signal out at full blast. He grimaces and sends it again.]


Nisei.

...Tch. Soubi will probably pick that up.
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28 March 2010 @ 03:05 pm
[How it happened isn't really clear. And if you asked him, Ritsuka likely wouldn't tell you. Why? Because it was nap time. Even if nap time meant sleeping in the middle of the hallway. It was a good enough spot. He had his blanket and his kitty. He was curled up into a little ball and sleeping soundly as he hugged onto his kitty.

Feel like waking or moving the five-year-old?
]
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25 March 2010 @ 04:01 pm
Soubiiiii.

*Seimei is sitting astride (the older) Soubi as he sleeps, pulling on Soubi's clothes and blankets with hands that are small yet strong. His tail is puffed out behind him in a graceful cascade of fur, and his over-large ears are flattened back in fear.*

Soubi, wake up. There's something wrong with me.

*What's wrong with Seimei, precisely, is that he seems to be falling out of his clothes. He's shrunk dramatically in height, his features grown more youthful, his curly mass of hair framing large brown eyes that are flicking back and forth from Soubi's face, as if he expects something to jump out and bite him.

In short, he's a lot younger than he used to be.*
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