( Filtered To All Residents of Community Building #3 )

 ...

[Just stares at the amount of people around. He had been on his way to the barracks to train like he does nearly every morning, but after seeing the sudden population explosion... His instincts are telling him that this whole thing is just not right. And judging from the look on his face as he watches the people milling about, he's listening ( Read more... )

[Doumeki is sitting on one of the benches somewhere in the vicinity of Community Building #3 today. At first glance he doesn't seem to be doing anything, but if you have good hearing or are close enough you might hear what seems like a one-sided conversation.]

My right eye.

[Pause.]

No.

[Another pause, though Doumeki's expression changes subtly ( Read more... )

[If you so happen to be in the vicinity of the library this particular morning, you might hear something like this:]

‘Thud.’

[A few seconds of silence before:]

WHAT THE-- HEY GET OFF ME!!

[Sounds of scuffling accompanied by a muted thud. Then:]

HHHHHhhhhRRRRuuuuhh!!!

[No, your ears are not deceiving you. That was the trumpeting of an elephant ( Read more... )

[Filtered to Ted]

Ted. You want to have that contest today?

[End Filter]

[Those in the barracks today will spot Doumeki practicing his archery at the archery range. His expression is as bland as ever, but his gaze is one of concentration as he nocks an arrow, pulls back the string, releases. Bow down. Pause. Repeat again. His shots seem to have ( Read more... )

[Someone has found his way to the weapons shop. Doumeki is looking over the rack of unstrung bows with a critical eye, occassionally lifting one off the rack. Stringing it, he shifts into stance, raises the bow and pulls back the string, shooting several imaginary arrows. But the frown never leaves his face, and he always unstrings the bow again, ( Read more... )

[Doumeki is in the item shop, methodically searching through the many boxes and shelves for something. He seems to have been at it for quite awhile, for there is a faint frown of worry on his face as he sets aside the box he'd just finished looking through and starts on another.

Finally he'll open his journal and look at it for a bit.]

...Anyone seen ( Read more... )

[There's a guy wearing a black school uniform wandering the village with a calm look on his face. He's leafing through his journal, reading every line of text he sees and listening to what he can. He actually doesn't look out of place at all... unless you happen to notice that his face is one that hasn't been seen before in Luceti.

Approach him?]