Who: Shizuo and Jacob
Where: City outskirts
When: Late afternoon
Style: Action
Status: Closed

[Shizuo wasn't really one to mope. Rather than exerting a lot of his energy on regretting what had happened during his outing with Zelda, Shizuo was instead met with a growing irritation. It was easier, more familiar. And that was how he usually dealt with unfavorable situations - by being volatile and, for lack of a less demeaning word, grumpy. Yeah, he was grumpy, and he blamed Izaya for screwing everything up during the New Years party. If he hadn't done that, then maybe Shizuo would have had more working in favor of his self-control when he faced that not-Link guy.

It couldn't be helped, now. It was done and over. Shizuo focused instead on walking along the outskirts of the city, away from any potential groups of people that might irritate him further.]

Who: Dark Link and anyone who comes across him
Where: The park
When: January 5th, dusk
Status: Open

It hurts...

Not the park bench to the face, though that had dislocated his nose and given him two black eyes, causing him to look like a raccoon until he discovered Vatheon's version of a fairy's fountain, the coral.

No, he was fine now, physically, and he was safe here, camped out under the trees, even if his sword and shield had gone missing. What hurt was something else.

She knows everything. She knows about Hyrule, and magic, and everything I don't.

He fought to put the breaks on that train of thought, terrified of what lay around the next cognitive bend. But, as trains do, his thoughts rolled irrepressibly onward.

What if she's right? What if I'm not Link?

A long pause as his whole being fought tooth and nail to keep away from the looming question.

...if she's right, then what's the point of me?

Who: Otoha and EVERYONE
Where: All around Vatheon!
When: January 5th, nighttime
Style: [Action]
Status: Open!

[Otoha stands on the top of one of the tall buildings in the middle district, looking out over the city, black trenchcoat flapping out behind him. He can't help but miss his city, the one he's tied to, but there's work to do here, too.]

[Adjusting his sword, he leaps onto another building, and then another, making his way to the ground level. Once there, he starts running through the streets, eyes alert and watching for any sort of criminal or dangerous activity.]

[Every so often, he jumps back up to the rooftops, making sure that there's no one there, either.]

[So if your character's out tonight, they'll probably catch a glimpse of something dark racing past them. If they're sharp, they might even see that it's man-shaped. And if they can detect spiritual activity… they'll find that there's a sealed beacon of power jumping from place to place.]

Who: Zelda and Zelos
When: Backdated to Zelos' arrival because we are lazy motherfuckers
Where: Wandering towards Zelda's house
Status: Complete/closed

( I didn't realize I'd invited you to stay. )

Who: Ratchet and anyone else
Where: The Plaza
When: January 5th, early evening
Status: Open

At first there was nothing. Just darkness and silence. He couldn't feel anything really, no pain, no wind, no cold or warmth. Only nothingness. But soon came a familiar sound. That whizzing sound of rushing air. Ratchet knew that sound. He was falling. The air whizzed passed his ears, making his fur move as he continued down. He shivered at the cold air, only now realizing his eyes were closed. He couldn't bring himself to open them just yet, his lids just felt too heavy.

It felt like forever as he fell downward, shivering as he felt himself grow colder and colder by the minute. Why couldn't he open his eyes? Where was he falling to? The reasons and memories just wouldn't come. He was at the Great Clock with Clank and they were saying their goodbyes. Then came the yelling and he was told to stop. He did and then...The memories came flooding back into his mind, rushing in as it all became clear.

His eyes opened and he sat up in with a jolt. His coughed, his chest burning with a need to oxygen. The coughing finally subsided, letting him gulp down that much needed air. Why did he feel so heavy? He looked at himself, staring at the water dripping from his fur and armor. That would explain it but where had the water come from? He took in his surroundings and knew instantly this was not the Great Clock. Just where was he? He stood up, shaking what water he could out of his fur before looking at the massive structure in the middle of the Plaza. Was that...coral? How did coral grow in the middle of a city underwater? And then he spotted the glowing...thing next to him. He reached out to touch it before it flew back away from him.

"Um...hello?" No response. Great.

"I don't think I'm in Polaris anymore..." Well this definitely not what he had expected. He needed to find out where he was and how to get out of here. Clank needed his help.

Who: Madison, Charley, and anyone!
Where: Ordo Neighborhood (Maddie and Charley's new apartment)
When: Backdated to January 3rd
Style: Post will be in third person but feel free to do whatever.
Status: Open to all!


( Housewarming: Vat Style! )

Who: Fuuka and Zelos
When: After this conversation.
Where: Around Vatheon :D
Status: Closed!

*Five minutes early. Well waiting wasn't so bad, she supposed. Leaning against the coral, she stares up at the waters above.

Meeting a total stranger face-to-face is rather nervous task for her, but she'll try her best to, in a way, fulfill her duties. Come to think of it, this is her first time doing anything else a Welcoming Committee member, isn't it? She hope she can do a good job of guiding him.

She checks her communicator - it's eight - and searches the streets for the red-haired man.

He won't be late, would he?*