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[seasonalblossom.livejournal.com]

[there is a soft hum and then suddenly a loud buzzing as words appear embroidered in the page]

This is like the weirdest loss ever! I'm going to need help when I run out of ro

2 bullet casings

[f-ck-your-fish.livejournal.com]

[ahem] Hello out there, Paradisa. Now that I've had a little time to get used to the place, I guess I'd better introduce myself properly. For anyone listenin' out there, my name is Eunice Bloom, formerly a Special Agent of the US FBI. Those of you from places that don't know what that means? I worked for the law, and I solved crimes. Really complicated ones, usually. The sort where you call in the big guns. Now, I do not mean to brag, but I trained under one'a the biggest guns there ever was, so ...

I figured the thing to do was step up and say that if anyone out there needs or wants the use of my expertise, they've got it. I'm up in the Ortus Tower, in room 1718, if any of y'all ever want to drop in.

There!

Now that business is outta the way, I think I'm gonna go see if I can find that shootin' range I keep hearing about. Anyone wants to come by and say hello, I'd love a little company. Might even teach you a thing or two, if you're interested.

[and with that, she bundles up and heads down to the range ... she'll be there for most of the afternoon, shootin frighteningly accurate holes in ur targets.]

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[scouring.livejournal.com]

[In the apparently rarely used gym, taking a good look at the equipment.

Lucy was nice enough to tell him about this place even if he already knew, might as well actually put it to use, and get some much needed training done, instead of letting the poor room just sit there all by its lonesome]

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[rasenhadou.livejournal.com]

[Down in the kitchen there's a dirty, malnourished-looking little kid hiding under the table, and with him is just about every bit of fruit and bread he could find. He's ignoring the castle ghosts floating around, and focusing on stuffing his face as if he hasn't eaten in days which, considering his appearance, seems likely.

Even more interesting is the gold dreamcatcher-like piece of jewelry around his neck....]

((loss start~))

o12 → together we stand

[deceivingbrat.livejournal.com]

 [ there's a bit of fumbling before he dictates into the journal with forced cheerfulness (of course, it's hard to tell apart his forced to non-forced cheerful voice) ] Eheh, I'm still getting use to using this thing. ...Got it! 

Uh, so my search for a job didn't go as planned. I'm prone to getting distracted haha. There were so many shops and along the way I forgot what I was supposed to do until last minute. But enough about that! I'm probably boring you all with my day story. What I originally intended to say was to ask if any jobs were currently available. It's okay if there isn't, no biggie! 

[ the sound of wrappers can be heard vaguely in the background before he continues on; ] 

It's so easy to get bored in this place~ 


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[herwaltz.livejournal.com]

[Outside, in front of the castle, sits the parked Gustav with Moonbay standing on top by the antenna. By her feet is a big, open toolbox full of... tools and the open journal. Clanking and tinking is recorded as she rummages through the thing.

There's a moment of silence before an aggravated sigh is captured.]

Of all the stupid things...

[Dictated clearly into the journal]

Anyone have a spare screwdriver they wouldn't mind bringing outside? It needs to be a flat head. [Pause] Please.