[Yes, this would be Sango, pacing restlessly back and forth in her small room in the Casa de Riku & Co, in the middle of the night. It's been ten days since Naraku arrived, ten days since she's actually gotten a good night's sleep, and it seems like bad things started happening as soon as he did so--it all correlates a little too well, even if he ( Read more... )

[Filtered*--Immediately after this post]

[Sango doesn't usually spam the network--but this is important. And anyone can tell by the dark, grim tone of her voice.]

--a few minutes ago, a post was made on the Network by  a new arrival. I'll spare you the trouble of speaking to him: his name is Naraku, and he is from my world.

While he is human for this ( Read more... )

[When the feed flicks on, Sango is sitting in what some might recognize as the smith, formerly operated by Hiccup and just recently discovered. One leg is crossed under her and Hiraikotsu, her giant boomerang, is laid across her lap--she's polishing it with a dirty scrap of cloth. Beside her is the sharp metal glint of her sword, just recently ( Read more... )

( Cut not IC, it just got longish! )

( Application for Badfic Manor )

 [Hey guys, guess whose PCD is almost getting squashed by a horned worm. It's at an odd angle, looking straight up, since it's fallen on the ground face-up. The feed catches a quick dash of the worm slithering backwards, and then a couple of pellets thrown; an explosion of smoke clouds the edge of the screen where the worm disappeared. Sluicing ( Read more... )

[She's upset enough right now that she can't trust herself to use the text function, lest she "accidentally" break her PCD. When she speaks, her voice is so low it's almost inaudible.]

Higurashi Kagome is gone.

[Click. The feed ends as abruptly as it began. The observant might notice that this is her second "someone is gone" post in as many weeks.]

(( ( Read more... )

[Sango is in a location that won't be familiar to residents of Adstringendum: tucked in an alleyway nestled between two apartment buildings in District One--Veles. The shade makes it hard to see her face.]

I'm not sure how many of you even knew who he was, let alone met him, but...

Kohaku is gone.

[And believe her, friends, this admission does not ( Read more... )

[PCD on, this time deliberately. Sango is in the dojo, sunlight dappling through the windows, looking tired but exhilarated. If her tangled hair and sweat-sheened face isn't an indicator that she's been training pretty hard, a dummy in the background with its head knocked clean off is.

Somewhat conscious of her disarray, she's untangling her bangs ( Read more... )

[Have a very. irritated. taijiya.

Sitting on a mattress in her designated room in the Inutachi's Greek house, which is clean but somewhat empty and worn.

With this song playing just loud enough to make out the lyrics.]

This... this... abomination [referring to the song of course!] is a blatant lie.

I do not nor will I ever belch the alphabet, double ( Read more... )