[ There are small scratches all over the edges of the screen because claws and technology don't really mix???

And then suddenly. A bird. ]

Okay. Uh-huh. So... Wait. I've got this. [ Let him just peck his feathers a little. Twist his neck around to loosen up. ] This is Stark... Right?

I'm in Stark. The Stark. No big deal. [ Yes, big deal. He's been having a sort of crisis about this all day. He can feel himself molting already! ]

...How exactly? Just. How? All of April's talk about the Balance and how we can't exist in each other's realms or... something... like that...? Uh... Okay, so I wasn't really paying attention to the details! [ Yeah. He really wasn't. And now he really wishes he had. ] How the heck did I get to Stark?!

[ Keep it together, Crow. ]

Okay, okay. In Stark. Got it. Not complaining. Just observing.

...

So has anybody actually seen April around? Ryan? ...April Ryan. Human girl. Kind of pretty looking, I think. With hair and... clothes... I hope...

[Blake did not, by nature, believe in selfless generosity. But he did understand the necessity of these social obligations and as such, spent his well earned TA money on those he owed for taking care of him.

( to Blue, Jock, Bryony, Kyogre, and Secret Santa Vianca )

A muscular, blonde guy is furiously banging on Blue's dorm room door. He's wearing pajama pants (blue and white check, mom insisted) and what appears to be several rabbit pelts stapled to his chest.

"MOM! MOM! MOM! MOM! MOM! MOM!"

This is going to continue until someone stops him or Blue appears.

( [dated to Nov. 5th private phonecall] )


[DATED TO NOV. 14TH; audio]
[Seth endured his curse. His karmic retribution, likely. Instead of lasting for a mere week his brush with youth lasted nearly two. Some might have even considered it a blessing in disguised, to relive one's childhood. While his wasn't necessarily bad it was inconvenient. He was unable to control his transformation and had to hide the unagreeable parts of his cat anatomy--years of experience and perfection tossed away at the expense of youth.

One day, he knew he wouldn't have to hide. He'd show everyone that there was no difference between man and beast. But that time was not now--now was a time for him to be hormonal and childish and angry.

And take it out on certain individuals...

Because this terrible thing that happened to him lasted all the way up until his birthday. It technically left him with all of about an hour or so left before the 14th would be over, but he considered it too little too late. Age, so ironically, ruined his glorious day of birth.

Now he's all better and of proper age again than more than happy to slip an audio-only post in before the day ends.]

Guess what! Today is my birthday. I'm not going to lie and say I didn't treat myself out somewhere, but perhaps the greatest gift anyone can appreciate is the gift of life. A good life. One to remember on that special day each and every year. I think I've had a great one so far, and many more to come, I do hope.

Since it's also nearing that time of the year, do you know what I'm thankful for? My supportive friends, my roommates, good food and a good education. Even the adorably tacky decorations that come with it. I do hope you RAs have something more eloquent in the works this year and garland and mistletoe. I have faith in you.

But most of all I'm thankful for good company, because you never know what you have until it's missing.

...Or in some cases they simply move down the hall, but I can't say I don't miss them all the same.


[DATED TO NOV. 22ND]
[If your character happens to be near a TV on this day, maybe while they are or are not stuffing their face with turkey and thinking of things to be thankful for, or waiting in line for that Big Midnight Sale, the local news comes on with an urgent, special report...]



Breaking News: FDCPD has confirmed a body was found near a dumpster in Ferrothorn Park, just off of the Eldin Bridge causeway.

An identification has not been made yet, but the victim is described as young, female, dual-colored violet and white hair with dark skin. Foul play is suspected. Early forensics suggest the victim has been dead for approximately two weeks, and that there were [Mr. Lakitu newscaster consults his papers carefully so not to mispronounce.] elevated levels of phencyclidine, benzodiazepine, and other unidentifiable opioids in her blood at the time of death. There are also signs of a struggle, with cuts and slash type injuries sustained.

An anonymous tip from an eye witness describes a suspect at the scene of the crime as male, approximately six feet tall, dark brown hair and wielding a sword. If you see anything suspicious or have any further information about this murderer, please contact the FDCPD immediately.

[Kyogre seems to be filming this entry in his office while grading book annotations. Also note the look of fidgety boredom. He balances a pencil on his index finger.]

The weather's been quite lovely recently, hasn't it? Overcast is definitely the way to go.

[Even on days where the sun had been peeking through, Kyogre had whipped up a couple of light clouds to mist over it, but he would just keep that to himself.]

I'm sure you've all noticed that my esteemed siblings vamoosed a while ago? Just so you know, that gives me more time to cater to each of you. If you have any questions about your Ancient Literatures studies, come see me in my office. I'll be here.

[A sigh. He leans back, tries to balance the pencil on the bridge of his nose.]

Mmmmaybe I should get myself a TA...

[End of entry. This will also serve as an action post for those looking to talk to Ky in his office. There will be music blasting from it, you can't miss it.]

[Video; the camera is met by a pair red-gold eyes framed by a mass of black hair. A small smile flickers across the boy's face - pleasant, if a bit shy - and his voice is even.]

Forgive the intrusion. This is a message primarily for my Mistress, as I've been told that howling is discouraged indoors, especially after sundown. I'm unsure how to contact her directly through this forum, but... if wearing a new face warrants introduction, then please refer to me as Blake. I am a subordinate of Mistress Blue, and of her clan. I hope to learn about many others at this school, if that's possible.

As I am now enrolled, this means... I am to remain in my own shared den and can no longer trespass on female territory, I believe? Mistress, if such is the case, what would you have me do if I need warn you of anything? I fully intend to maintain a nightly regime, if you'll allow. Oh, and please do not worry for my schooling - I'm very able to attend the mornings, and I hope to uphold a good standing for you.