...

Where did all the kids come from? I'm not taking care of any. ... I'm bad with kids.


[OOC; YES STILL ON HIATUS. But I am hopeful that it will end tomorrow and that I'll have internet on back at home, thus one lone Leon post, and if not, uh... you'll all know? I R SMURT, YEAH.]

[Leon is chilling in his room with the new kitten Chi. :Db overall going about setting the place up, and while he does he's... he's... SMILING. LIKE, NONSTOP. IT NEVER LEAVES HIS FACE. the cause? yep, gas leaks.]

... not a bad feeling. Weird, but not bad. I guess.

Hey, Sora. Do you still want to learn a song?

Reno. Where are you hiding? It's been a while.

[Leon's out wandering the city, a slightly frustrated, dark look on his face - yeah, he's another who's not pleased with the new situation and lack of explanation.]

This shouldn't be surprising anymore... doesn't make it any less frustrating or tolerable. How long is it going to go like this? We ask and get nothing... they're covering something up. But what?

[he sighs quietly, stopping to rub at his scar a little, shaking his head.]

This is ridiculous.

[Leon is sitting in a chair in his personal study, the floor and table next to him littered with piles of books. he has one in hand at the moment, though he doesn't seem all that focused on it at the moment, flipping pages idly every few seconds before giving up and closing it with a quiet 'thump', sighing softly. he glances off into space for a long moment, brows drawn together and a pensive look of worry etched across his face - inwardly monologuing? but of course.]

... I saw someone was going to talk to the mayor. Has the discussion finished? Maybe I should pay a visit myself sometime. Don't know why I haven't before. Maybe I'm slipping...

Zell, Selphie. ... it's been a while. Are... either of you hungry?

[is working off a hangover of his own atm, Leon is a little crankier than normal - be warned.]

What's going on now?

[no, he's not yet fully over his cold, but he's getting rather sick of being in bed and hanging around the house and it's not like he'll keel over and die. so he's outside, Revolver slung over one shoulder, and he sighs quietly.]

Does anybody want to train? I want to work off some cabin fever.

[aaand... have a Leon nursing the consequences of sitting out in the rain. namely, he's sitting in the library in a blanket cocoon with some soup, trying to hide his sniffling and coughing and overall hide he's sick. not because of regret, just because he knows he'll get 'I TOLD YOU SO's.]

Nn...

[is out in the rain, despite his best judgment, devoid of anything metal for once and wearing a black shirt instead of his usual white. he's just sort of... sitting on a bench in the park, eyes closed.]

... hmn. [brushes soaked bangs out of his face, opening his eyes and looking up at the sky, watching a lightning bolt race across.] At least it's a change of pace.

[will he get sick later? oh yes. and he knows, but doesn't seem to care all too much.]

Love, huh? [looks slightly amused at the thought, shaking his head.] Interesting fortune.

( PRIVATE - Hard to Hack )

[Filter to: Zell]

[unlike how relaxed he looked in the public filter, now he looks... well, it's hard to say, since he's feeling a mix of anxiety and frustration right now. maybe a bit like Squall.]

... can I talk to you?

[/Filter]


[OOC; Either Zell can answer the filter - he forgot to specify.]

[accidental second level - Leon is sitting in his library, not quite registering anything going on as he's lost in his thoughts on... something. and judging by the almost imperceptible frown on his face, he's either thinking hard or he's lost in something he doesn't like thinking about very much. he's idly tossing a small book back and forth between his hands, but misses catching it once, and the thud that it makes as it hits the floor is enough to knock him back to reality.]

... hn. [shakes his head, rubbing his scar a little before standing to pick the book up and return it to the shelf.]

Two house showings in eight days. It almost felt like I was moving instead of getting a housemate.

[messing with his gunblade! the only reason he's not worrying/questioning about the Gate? he's been watching the second level relatively closely, seeing what happened to those who went in, listening to those who knew about it. Leon is bein' a ninja.]

... despite everything, I feel... relaxed. Why? Maybe... Hmn.

Selphie, are you feeling better?

... well, glad that's over with. [guess who pretty much decided to stay off the second level till it was over?]

I guess Template wanted to be nosy.

[Private]

... and yet again, someone I know, yet don't really know.

[a frustrated sigh, and he rubs his scar, shaking his head]

It's a little frustrating. Whatever. I'm getting worked up over nothing. ... I blame being a girl.

[/Private]

[here is a tired lion Leon, sitting on the floor among books, with one open in his lap. he looks close to falling asleep - and he's still in not-so-oversized oversized clothing from when he was a chick. ... he hasn't seemed to notice he's turned back yet. he just glances at a clock, blinking at the time]

... later than I thought it was. [begins putting the books away, and then pauses as lol deep voice sinks in]

... huh. Good - I didn't want to be stuck like that for much longer. Guess I'll wear this to bed, though. Why not.

No.

[have a girl Leon, who is dressed in a big t-shirt and loose jeans since her other clothes were y'know, guy clothing and therefore don't quite fit right anymore, and is looking very disgruntled indeed]

This rollercoaster can let me off at anytime now.

[Leon is flickering in and out of the second level all throughout this, but doesn't seem to realize it himself - he's carrying his gunblade in one hand, though it's dragging on the ground. he's clutching his arm with his free hand, and there's a small rivulet of blood running from a cut near his temple]

Lucky I got away with only minor - ... is bad. I think we should all meet u - ... spital, try to sort things out. We need to get all together, so that we can deci - ... do next. If we stay separated, more people will get lost and inju - ... maybe even worse.

Zell, you've got the right idea though. We need people with exper - ... kinds of situations, and we need people to find at least one pers - ... stay with, preferrably some - ... they trust. It looks like something dangerous is out there, and luring us in when we're alone.


[OOC; As you probably guessed, the dashes and ellipses indicate when he falls out of the second level briefly. Think of this almost like what happens when a radio/TV has bad reception.]

... huh.

Hey. Happy birthday, Zell. Now I need to figure out a present.


[Private - Hackable]

And he would have been 26. Dammit.

[/Private]


[OOC; So he can fit in some good wishes before Ghost Ship plot~]

[have a wet Leon with a towel around his waist. yes, he finished showering when the defabricator decided to take his clothes]

What happened to -

No. You know what? I don't want to know. I just want my clothes back.

[Private - Hackable]

Nightmares? I haven't had those since I was a kid. So what just -

Maybe I'm thinking too much. Maybe.

[/Private]


Kira? I think I'd like to take you up on that offer, if it's not inconvenient for you.

[Leon is sitting in the library section of his home in the artisan district, surrounded by stacks of books and sitting cross-legged with a laptop in his lap. he seems completely lost in whatever he's doing, a look of pure concentration on his face as his hands hover over the keys for a few moments. he types in a few things, eyes scanning text appearing on the screen, before he begins to type rapidly. he stops after a few minutes, rereading over his work, then sighs and rubs his scar a bit]

Still not as good as Cid's computer, but getting closer... [shuts down and closes the laptop, tucking the computer under his arm to stand and stretch before beginning to place the books back]

[Private - Unhackable]

Here's things to keep in mental note, though, until I can get it locked on the computer.

This place works by no means of logic that I'll admit to. It proves about alternate realities - Aerith's here, but she's not the Aerith I know, and Kairi's here, but I'm not the Leon she knows, and... I didn't meet Riku before this anyway. ... reviving the dead is highly possible - I've seen mention of people who remember they died before coming here, and I've... [he stops putting a book away in mid-motion, before shaking his head and continuing on] Seen people that I know for a fact are dead, though... they may not be the ones I know. I guess I'll have to ask about that. Might be awkward, though. Then again, if they still know me from when I was Squall, that won't be anything new at all. There's two levels of reality, everything's free as long as you can carry it out, and the natives of this city can't see us.

... the people that guy mentioned yesterday probably have all this info and more already, though, and this all most likely isn't anything that's not common knowledge already. I'll have to find them. ... and I never got his name. I'm bad with names anyway.

[/Private]