#rad-weekend

       bumping  into  akito  was  a  blessing ,          no  matter  how  much  ena  would  deny  it  if  ever  asked .   after  the  initial  shock  had  ebbed  away   (  with  a  GREAT  deal  of  worrisome  complaints  shared  with  an  equally  confused  rin  )   ,   the  illustrator  at  last  found  some  relief  with  a  sibling  reunited     ————   so  at  least ,   she  no  longer  had  to  panic  INWARDLY .

        even  with  the  existence  of  SEKAIs ,   it  made  little  sense  what  had  happened  to  them   ;   to  teleport  to  another  realm  entirely  without  their  belongings  or  a  way  to  contact  those  outside ,   wasn’t  it  more  like  a  kidnapping ?

      &   yet ,   the  WORST  POSSIBLE  THING  had  to  be   ...

     ❛❛   A  -  KI  -  TO !!   it didn’t work !   every shop down this way said the same thing about our phones ,   something about how we can’t get internet access until a month later !   ❜❜      having  run  back  with  phone  in  tow   &   little  results  from  attempting  to  solve  their  problems  one  by  one ,   ena  is  only  reminded  of  her  rather  pathetic  lack  of  stamina  as  she  stops  in  front  of  the  waiting  figure  of  younger  brother .   brunette  goes  pink  at  the  cheeks ,   at  the  throat .   she  fights  the  exhaustion  long  enough  to  grab  one  of  his  wrists ,   not  too  tight ,   but  a  hold  nonetheless .

Thancred is enjoying a spot of tea in charming café nestled within the Golden Ward’s bustling metropolis. He has not much to do than people watch, observing the walks of life that have been transported to this new Star much like he. Thancred lifts his teacup to his lips as his eyes trace the crowd. Some people look quite powerful, while others seem to have no abilities whatsoever.

The kind waitress brings forth his meal: a stack of fluffy pancakes. He has had a similar meal at the Last Stand; however, these pancakes here look more decadent than those of Old Sharlayan. Thancred bids his thanks to his server before setting down his cup. He picks up his utensils, ready to dig into the stack when he notices a curious sight.

A young teenager stares at his pancakes as if its a pile treasure. Thancred smirks, closing his eyes, telling himself he could do without pancakes for now. Gently, Thancred sets down the silverware and motions for the young man to approach. 

fuyu was never someone who would say outloud he was a music enjoyer . maybe it was easier now , without the revenge and tight deadline of zeno trying to be spread . it was easier to justify stopping to look through a music store and find something new .

though , his staring at cds meant he was in some kids way . oops . he will just move a little .

Welcome back to haunted Isola Radiale, Akito!

You will be housed in TOWNHOUSE 210!

You will retain everything you were given in your previous stay.

NOTE: As you were removed in an AC, you have one week to make two in-character posts else you will be considered inactive once more.

Enjoy your stay!

Welcome back to fruity Isola Radiale, Akito!

You will be housed in apartment 315. You'll retain everything you had during your previous stay!

Enjoy your captivity!

dropped for you (me)!

              “ huh ? ”

              it seems toya had been otherwise occupied looking at the flowers that had started to sprout ... well everywhere. he liked it .. it felt straight out of a book he had once read. the only thing that snapped him out of his thoughts was akito calling for him. blinking, he looks up, his head tilting a bit. 

            “ sorry. aren’t these flowers weird...? they are everywhere. are they an invasive species...? ” 

With all the noise, it’s a marvel she can think straight. It’s not bad though, all of the different kinds of music and various murmurs from onlookers are things that have grown quite familiar to her. Even more so, when she spots him along with it all, and she’s grateful for that. Miku mentioned that when Len spoke to him, it seemed as if they wound up in the same place she did. This might not be the greatest of situations to wind up in, but thank goodness she wasn’t in it alone... as selfish as that might be to be thankful for.

She shouldn’t count her blessings yet, though, because she’s yet to flag him down properly. Any further in her own head and she might have to find him all over again.

     “Shinonome-kun, w-wait!!”  There are many ways she could have tried to not lose him in a crowd, but the one she chose was... a choice. She edges her way between people, her hand reaching out and gripping at the fabric of his hoodie, and promptly yanking him back toward her. At least the panicked look on her face would suggest some kind of guilt over the action.