[He was out walking earlier when he realized what the date was. Which led to him looking through his journal when he makes an entry without fulling paying attention. It doesn't happen often but now and then...]

Oh. I guess it's that date again.

[A sigh and he sets the journal down on a table in his apartment while he gets up. There only one ( Read more... )

[Down by the lake sits a red head on his own. He spends much of his time like that. Possibly because it's easier that way. He's not that great at socializing anyways. But he's been especially quiet for about the past ten days ( Read more... )

[Mother's Day is not a good topic for him. Too many bad memories are associated with it. So, Aya is currently off wandering the streets, trying to avoid staying in one place for two long. If he moves then he can distract himself somehow.

He hates this.

Staring at the ground, he moves by the fountain and stops, looking at the water.]So you get ( Read more... )

[Loooong pause before he speaks. He's a little surprised by the new discovery.]

...We have electricity now.

That's convenient.

So that was an experiment. Fine then.

[Door slams.]

Hn.

[Private to Jack - 50% Hackable (He's still learning this thing)]

Forget about what happened.

[ooc: He may be a little snappy right now since Omi just left. I apologize ahead of time. Also, anyone who is friends with Jack Harkness is more than welcome to note the private note to him ( Read more... )

[In an effort to escape any insanity that might come from today, Aya is in the library. He's never been a fan of Valentine's Day. An unfortunate thing when he spends his days being a florist back in Japan.

Turning the page of his book, he glances up at the people moving around.

At least it's quiet in here...]

[The screen turns on and there stands Aya Fujimiya dressed in a nice suit. From the stage he's on, it's obvious he's the new host of Wheel of Fortune. There is no smile on his face though. Only that trademark frown.]

Solve it or pick a letter.

[The puzzle is shown and there is Vanna (Omi) dressed in a sequined cocktail dress, heels, and a ( Read more... )

What is this place?

[An irritated growl]

Tch. They took it. Damn them.

[Rustle of clothing and a muttered complaint about this being some kind of sick joke. The tone is less than amused and leaning towards anger. There's a snap of a branch though footsteps don't seem to accompany it.]

Where the hell am I?

[ooc: You can feel free to ( Read more... )