[Call to Hakuba] Backdated to an hour or so before the manor change

[kansai-ahou.livejournal.com]

*Heiji shoves the last of the food into a bag, paranoia crawling across his neck. He keeps rapidly glancing around the room, keeping his back to a wall so he can see as much of the room as he can. Sure that he was alone, he dove into one of the cabinets and grabbed a bottle of aspirin, hurriedly shoving them into his pocket.

Hearing a sound behind him, Heiji spun again, jumping with a start at the statue standing outside the kitchen window. Backing slowly out of the kitchen, he slammed the door shut and made for the stairs as fast as he could using the wall as support.

He took out his phone when he got there, gritting his teeth as pain shot up his leg, and dialed Hakuba, praying the other teen would hear it*

[In person]

[aboruk-otiak.livejournal.com]

*Akito has been returned from the black space of nothingness last night, wearing what looks like a gambler's vest suit. He hasn't moved from the spot he's been deposited yet, sitting off the main hall on the first floor, nearly tucked into a corner. There's a bit of a blank look in his eyes.

He'd shut down due to excessive memory malfunction and having the angels drain him, so until he recovers he's just kind of going to seem like a decoration. Talking to him will likely prompt a response.*

[Private call - Charles]

[100deaths-a-day.livejournal.com]

[He flips the audio feed on.]

...you remember that I said I might need your help with something? I do. Can you meet me up in my room?

[In Person]

[crowspetfox.livejournal.com]

[In the main room, lurking around the banquet table, there's one of the few people who hasn't been hit by the costumes... not that the black cape and hat don't stick out normally anyway.]

[Besides, the tall, draconian creature following him probably ... kind of sticks out.]

[Despite that, he's mostly sticking around the edges of the room and foraging. Because as stoic as he is? He still eats like the teenage boy that he is, and there's a lot on the banquet he's never seen before, while Belial's picking over the food behind him.]

09 ★ In Person

[whitefacedclown.livejournal.com]

[If anyone was in the hallway, they could hear the sound of jingling, like bells of some sort. Could the Angels have returned with more noise? Or could it be something else? The answer to this question is Allen. Allen walking down the corridor in what appears to be a jester costume, a rather bright colour jester costume, complete with bells on both his shoes and hat that wore.

Although he had woken up to only these clothes in his wardrobe, which kind of reminded him about the time there were only renaissance clothes that he had to wear for a couple of weeks. While walking and thinking about how the author can actually make clothes vanish, or if she was in fact hiding them somewhere and if she was where exactly could she hide them, Allen stopped walking and thus stopping jingling from his hat and shoes finally. 

Poking his head around the corner, he checked to see if anything or anyone was in the kitchen, once he knew the coast was clear he made his way to hopefully eat enough food to last a while.]

29th bomb || Hayato Gokudera || [in person] || Backdated to Thursday

[andsuddenlydynamite]

[After letting a rather distinctive scream from the morgue of the manor, Hayato had hastily scrambled up to the main floor. Shakily, he wandered through the halls, completely disoriented and very jumpy. He had his hands defensively wrapped around his stomach which is slathered in dried blood, as are his pants, and right shoulder.

After stumbling about the halls for a while he simply leans against the wall and slides down it into a sitting position as he tried to wrap his head around what happened...]

[In Person]

[stalking_horse]

[As for a certain detective? Well, last night was the first quiet night in a while for a lot of people, and the Detective Duo were no exception; between injuries and exhaustion, they've crashed hard.]

[This morning, on the couch in the main hall? Saguru and Heiji are both passed out; Saguru sprawled on the couch and Heiji draped over him and the couch; at some point, in his sleep, Saguru's thrown an arm over Heiji. Saguru's decked out in the deerstalker and inverness cape, and Heiji ... well, he's now sporting furry wolf ears and tail. Fangs etc. too, although that's less obvious with him conked out.]

[Yep, they're having one of those blackmail-worthy mornings.]

[For others prodding them, tags will come from both Saguru im_in_ur_exit and Heiji kansai_ahou!]

Detective Notes 04 | Voice

[caseofthetruth.livejournal.com]

What was someone thinking?

[It appears Naoto is talking to herself about something.]

I'd rather not go out wearing something like this.

[It goes quiet for a moment before her attention had been drawn to the BlackBerry.]

Excuse me, but to whoever has my clothes, I would like them back. If they are not found would... someone kindly bring me something to wear. I'd rather not have to go out wearing what I have been left, thank you.