Who: Sebastian Michaelis and all of you
Where: Anywhere around the city
When: Late evening of Gluttony day
Style: Action. Will follow you though.
Status: Open... LIKE YOUR SOUL

( Its hiding in the dark, its teeth are razor sharp )

Who: Trunks and whoever.
Where: Plaza!
When: 28th?
Style: Action
Status: Open like my heart

( Will not make a Bon Jovi lyric reference, nope. )

Who: Walter and you
Where: Plaza
When: Afternoon
Style: Either
Status: Open

[Today, Walter breaks his typical routine by heading down to the plaza. Normally, he would check on Shirley first but lets her be, and goes out without the usual cape to boot. He doesn't appear nearly as tense, though his posture is still guarded; careful.

Upon seating himself in an outdoor cafe, a familiar waitress attends him.]

Hello there! Oh . . . you look a little different today. Waiting for someone?

[Walter stares, and she continues on on an assumption.]

Here's some water, free of charge. I'll be back once your girlfriend comes!

[But he came alone. And alone he is, sitting near a fountain with an untouched, full cup of water, across an inversely empty chair. If he had to answer why he's there, he wouldn't be able to supply a reasonable answer. There's . . . nothing else to do.

He just looks out of place. There's a nagging feeling in the back of his mind, and it's steadily beginning to irk him despite his otherwise cooler disposition.]

Who: Ryoko Asakura and Ky Kiske
Where: idk, the plaza? Yeah the plaza.
When: A day or so after this took place.
Style: Starting with Action, will follow suit of other poster.
Status: Closed.

( So I herd you stabbed someone. )

Who: a prequel with Summoner; Equius, Tavros, and Nepeta; completing the trilogy with Darkleer
Where: The Hoofbeastfeathers Hive
When: some time before the current curse
Style: robotic
Status: closed

Equius hums quietly to himself as he strips the gloves off his hands. The procedure was a success, and Tavros' new legs are successfully attached. He's quite pleased with the new design: they're longer, to account for how Tavros has grown since being in Vatheon, and lighter than his previous pair. They also have nerve ending receptors in them, so Tavros can feel the ground under him, as well as when people touch them. Finally, there are tiny wings, shaped and modeled on Lysunder's, attached to the ankles. With some experimentation, he should be able to figure out how to make them flutter, although they're nowhere near large enough to support his weight.

He puts his tools away and adjusts the aenesthetic, lowering the dosage and setting it to gradually cut off entirely. Then he nudges one of Tavros' new knees with the back of his hand.

"Nitram. Wake up."