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[mutedwings-blog-blog]

When you first open your eyes, you expect to see a familiar place. You know this place by heart, the familiar ceiling, the aromas in the air. Some place that you may be able to call 'home'. Nill, wasn't very used to a home. But she was adapting, the church began to feel cozy and warm, she felt like she belonged. Though this time was very different.

Her sight seemed a bit hazy, and she had a throbbing headache that didn't seem like it would go away anytime soon. All she remembered was the white-hot pain on her forearm, and the distant memory of a rather terrifying stranger. Suddenly, there was a stab of sheer terror in the middle of her chest, where was she? Another brothel? Her azure hues examined every inch of the small area carefully, and after a couple of minutes, her shoulders relaxed. Normally there would be one or two guards in the same room as her, after all, Nill was a fast runner -- a trait she was rather proud of.

The girl felt her pulse slowly decrease, as she tried to calm herself. A tight enclosed space, the living conditions looking rather shabby. It was a habit of Nill to clean up everything, but she wasn't very sure where to start. Deciding to do the obsessive cleaning later, she noticed one of her favourite items that Heine, a friend and a saviour, had gotten her a few weeks earlier, resting on a small wooden nightstand. The item was a simple whiteboard and a pink marker, the gesture had made it much easier for the girl to communicate with others. She tucked it gently underneath her arm, knowing that she would probably need it later in case of an emergency. Nill slowly made it to what seemed to be the exit, her free hand against the wall to support her, fingers gently tracing the interior of the grimy building.

When she opened the door and the scene before her was revealed, the fourteen year old seemed alarmed. This wasn't where she was before, she was sure of it. The weather seemed dreary and eerie, but what concerned Nill more was where her friends were. Would they try to find her? More importantly, would they even remember her? She had a feeling that she wasn't going to find an exit for a long time, as nothing had the slightest bit of familiarity in it. She stumbled out of the rusty old trailer, a queasy feeling in her stomach. Her legs did feel a little weak, but she seemed determined to go on. After all, it would be difficult to find answers in this place, especially for a girl with no voice. Might as well get started now, right?

[sand-and-sea-blog]

[Mini-Event] ALRIGHT YA BASTARDS LET'S SAIL THIS SHIP!

Motochika was grinning- grinning like a goddamn idiot. The prospect of sailing again was simply wonderful. It was like he was dying of a taste of real sea air and here it was- Not to mention they were finanally getting out of here! Of course Yuuki, Mitsuhide, and a few others had their doubts but that was not in any way, shape, or form stopping him. They were doing this- they were making this happen.

He'd set up signs all over the circus informing anyone and everyone that today was the day that they were leaving. He was hoping some new crew members dropped by- it'd be a shame if anymone missed out after he'd made a point of building such a big ship.

"YA READY OVER THERE?" he called back to Yuuki who was scrambling around, stocking the ship with the rest of its food. The boy gave an apathetic shrug and went back to work- not hte response that Motochika was accostomed to but oh well. He planted one foot on the deck railing and looked over at the gangplank, eager to see who else would join them.

[porcelainking-blog]

not again..

Yuuri, upon making his way out of the dark, dingy room he'd woken up in, shields his eyes as they adjust. It seems far too bright out considering the overcast sky, leading him to wonder just how long he'd been in the dark. He doesn't remember much and considers the possibility that he'd passed out after turning into the Maoh again. If that's the case, then he can only assume, having woken up in an unfamiliar place, that something has gone quite horribly awry.

Though, after taking a look around his surroundings, it becomes clear to him that he is definitely not in Shin Makoku at all, or Japan, for that matter. At least it's nowhere that he's been before. No, to him, it appears that he's at some kind of carnival, by the look of it, one that should have been closed down ages ago. Yet again, he finds himself transported to an unfamiliar place through no volition of his own.

"Honestly, how many times can this happen to one person?"

He knows he isn't all that great at keeping out of trouble on his own and it would be nice if he had Conrad or Wolfram or anyone really here with him. He decides, though, that it didn't go so terribly last time this kind of thing happened to him. So, he puts a smile on his face and making up his mind to make the best of this situation as well, steps out into the carnival to have a look around.

[childofthetsun-blog]

A Litany in Falling Snow

Shoujumaru was long gone, once again, and with him, all of the dreams, hopes, and promises of childhood.  The joy.  The laughter.  All of it was done, replaced with the bitterness that had long been embraced with the arms of a living corpse upon the death of a child who still believed that love conquered everything.  

Motonari thought that he was feeling nothing as he walked through the snow, towards the sea, but the truth was that he was feeling everything.  All negativeemotions were piled upon him now, overwhelming him to the point that he had just shut himself down, hiding from it all.  

Given a taste of the person he used to be, the pain of mourning that child was too great.  His heart longed for that name again, but he could never have it.  Those days had long died.  Now, there was only the sea.

Closing his eyes, Motonari offered his litany-- a thousand apologies for the person that he was and to the person that he could never be.  Then, he began to walk out into the cold sea... 

[hydrargyrum-flares-blog]

Toki hates us all

Toki waited until he heard the front door of the trailer close before peeking his blonde head out of his room.  YES!  Yuuki was gone!  If Toki was lucky, Code: 03 wouldn't come back, either.  Mission be damned, it was a terrible idea to have Yuuki stay in the trailer with him.  Besides, Toki had some things he wanted to check out on his own.

After a quick shower, the blonde got dressed and found a chocolate chip muffin in the kitchen.  Since it was still in an individual package, he felt that it was alright.  He would take this with him as he headed for the beach, hoping to either see a certain ship or to meet one of these legendary Samurai's that Yuuki was on about, though he was open for a chat with anyone he would meet along the way.