}{The apartment scene seems rather empty as Anji lays his communicator down on a make-shift kotatsu. Resting his chin on the faded blue fabric on the table he gives the screen a wave and an impish smile.You know, being a frequent visitor of Yomi, one would think that sensation of deep.. endless sleep ( Read more... )

I will guide you to the other side..

And back again.

I promise.

}{It was sometime after her final words that the feed taken from their bed-side flickered on. Next to a hospital bed, knelt with his head in the lap of a woman laid Anji, still as stone, a stark contrast to his perpetual motion with the world. Baiken, with her single arm draped ( Read more... )

}{The video flutters on taking a quiet capture of the man half in a waking dream. Sitting up in his bed, unable to control the shaking any longer, he seemed to no longer attempt to fight it. His skin, that was usually lightly tanned by the sun he loved to bask in, was nearly as porcelain as the fairest geisha. Sable eyes looked downcast towards his ( Read more... )

G-g-g-g-gii... Good morning.. or.. night, little Blacktech.

I've been sleeping hgnnnn.. like some great mighty bear, n-na?

Didn't th-think I would be grateful for such aaa...aaaahhh.. AHHSYUU!A warm~m bed ( Read more... )

Fuwaaaa... Such a intense night! I believe we could have very well melted the snow with the heat of our intoxication--HURK!

Uwah.. I also.. Geh... GEH.... GEEHSHUUU!!

Oh its so.. HORRIBLY WONDERFUL!

I'm sick! I really think I am sic--KYU--GEHSHU-GEHSHU-GEHSHU!

Ah I never thought I'd feel like this, it's so haha, so hahahahaha terrible--HURk ( Read more... )

}{Fluttering on, the video catches the man's profile. He's awake it seems, staring rather blindly upward, touching his face as if he were making sure it was solid. Were real. A sigh lapses from him, flinching as he feels coldness in a breeze through the windowsill and the touch of a snowflake on his nose.}{Oh.. I slept right through Summer, even ( Read more... )

}{The screen is filled with snow, black with hints of gray here and there as a picture struggles to form. A glare of circular spectacles pierces through the thick dust, momentarily disembodied till the frame fills with a tired smiling face attached to those specks. Anji is panting lightly, leaning against a cracked counter where he lies a dead boar ( Read more... )

Uwaaahh my graceful dance for hanbāgā ( Read more... )

I am reminded of the false quakes the master's of the colony would create, just to make our feigned Japan just a little more authentic ( Read more... )

Oh yo! Onee-san? Chipp-kun?

I brought home two strays.

May I keep them?

I will teach them how to use the utilities and all that with great promise!