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youwear-ajacket.livejournal.com

[The feed will just show the inside of someones pocket at first, but the sound of a door opening and closing is apparent. After a minute or so, the blackberry is removed, and placed against something; the feed, to anyone watching, will now show Holmes with his violin, slightly off screen, tuning the instrument, before getting up.

Placing the violin on his shoulder, his his back to the blackberry feed, he begins to play;

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bebi1VHrGMA&feature=related

At first, like the song, he starts off calmly, almost as if he's dreaming as he plays..]

worldsrunnerup.livejournal.com

[Mello has dragged himself away from the fight and is leaning heavily against a wall towards the end of the corridor. He manages to punch in the code for Matt's Blackberry]

Help.

mr-plot-bunny.livejournal.com

[The Plot Bunny clears his throat before speaking]

Today is the last fight, the Championship bout between uh... [He checks his form again] Crownless, Lelouch and Iroh, and Timeless, Amy and the Doctor. The Doctor who? Which one is she even talking about? Whatever. The winner of the match gets two uh... "fabulous prizes." First off they get to fight against Soubi, who is the best Fighter in his world. Good luck with that. And second, their actual prize, they get a "Get out of Plot Free" card. Usable to get out of one Plot some restrictions apply.

So, uh, good luck guys.

prettyincrime.livejournal.com

[The feed shows Miria awkwardly attempting to bandage her own arm, plasters and a bottle of antiseptic in view of the blackberry. She can't remember the last time she was physically hurt this much, this is probably a first for her. Most of the cuts and bruises are on her face, chest and arms, dried blood stained across her shirt. As the bandaging attempt fails miserably, she throws the gauze down in childlike frustration, wincing as she catches one of the larger lacerations that runs from her shoulder to her elbow.

She wipes her eyes, trying to stop herself from crying so that her tears don't sting her facial injuries]

Current Mood: guilty

featherdrequiem.livejournal.com

[The feed starts with a loud protesting crackle. After jumping around a bit it finally settles to give a view of Black Jack's room. There's the sound of banging and a stifled noise of pain. Black Jack then falls in view of the camera, looking incredibly worse for ware. Slender fingers with sharp nails then lift his chin to look up at Kuja's face, who's crouched in front of him now. Madness is in his eyes, the surgeon tried to make a mockery of him, show him up to be less than what he was. Something that he wouldn't stand for. He wasn't pathetic or weak, he'd make sure that this fool knew it. Looking at his beaten face he just laughs with a childish smile and and air of glee.]

Now who's the pathetic one Rag-Doll? I told you to watch that tongue of yours, but you disregarded my warning.

[Holding up his other hand he conjoures three glowing white orbs. Holy spells. He lets the hover around the surgeon, that manic laughing creeping up once more. His eyes begin glowing a deep red.]

Let's see how brave you are in the face of your Final Act.

[He waves his hand and lets go of the other. The orbs begin circling gradually building up momentum, ready to hit Black Jack. As they circulate the two of them, they sling shot into the feed switching it off.]

((OOC: If anyone wants to interviene then go for it. Kuja won't kill Black Jack, he's too proud to let him get the better of him like that, he'll just make an example of him))

Current Mood: cynical

f-i-r-e-starter.livejournal.com

[Mamimi is bandaged and bruised]

I'm sorry, Kuja-sama.

Current Mood: hurt

worldsrunnerup.livejournal.com

[Mello is carrying a tray of food upstairs to the bedroom he shares with Matt. The redhead is still asleep in their room. He also has a bowl of cereal for himself (cocoa crispies, because Mello is an adult.)]

20adaydragon.livejournal.com

[Hatori's been looking over his wounds from the battle. Fighting wasn't something he was used to, nor was taking so much damage. For many it might not have been much, but he knew that one way or another he would transform into the seahorse. It was mortifying, but there wasn't much he could have done. His eye had healed for the most after the detentions, but it was still sore, especially after that last fight. He just ached.
His torso was covered in bruises and scratches, it was agony. But then again Hatori wasn't about to say anything, he hadn't during the fight and maybe that was what caused their downfall, but even so, no one need worry about the dragon.

He takes a seat on his bed, propped up, but it wasn't really helping much. He frowned and ran a hand through his hair. He just hoped that Black Jack didn't worry too much over him. Right now he'd kill for a cigarette, but his packet were on the other side of the room and that required effort he couldn't be bothered to muster.]

Current Mood: Ouch

playstheking.livejournal.com

[Yes, Ciel's a bit beaten up, because he insists on attempting the fights himself first, before calling in Sebastian. Still, there is a definite smirk in his voice when he speaks. ... He's also still learning to use the Blackberry, so there are a few clicking sounds and a period of silence before his voice sounds.]

Mr. Conan, well done.

And, Sebastian. I need to speak with you.

abluechild.livejournal.com

[Because Aoko does not give in and probably tried assuring Yoh that she was fine- she likely fought until she dropped. One moment she was faking like everything was fine and then next she was on the ground. And she's probably been asleep since losing the fight until three am the next morning.Go ahead. Call her an idiot.]

Ow.... Aoko is sore.

[well... she's probably lot more then sore but she won't admit that.]

Current Mood: sore

candles-secret.livejournal.com

[They had won their fight. That made the bruising and lacerations on Robins body worth the trouble, or at least that's what she kept telling herself as she examined her injuries in the mirror, wincing as she ran her fingertips over one of the discoloured patches of skin on her side]

hunch-ofjustice.livejournal.com

I would like to congratulate you on your performance in the tournament. Your teamwork is commendable.

Also, if you could stop by at your nearest convenience. I believe this experience has given us great insight and should be discussed.

without-a-thorn.livejournal.com

*the video cuts in to show Kitty lying idly on her bed looking more than a little bit upset. She's twirling a necklace about in her fingers, admiring the diamonds in it. She sighs and frowns, putting it down and wiping away tears from her eyes. She says, very quietly*

I've failed you, I'm so sorry.

the-tudour-rose.livejournal.com

[Having lost the fight with Ichabod between Mello and Matt, Elizabeth was is sat on her bed, feeling less than happy with herself. She hated the feeling of losing, and although there hadn't been any immediate consequences, she knew that both her and her partner had taken quite a blow to their pride. Not to mention the physical damage Ichabod had taken during the fight. Unable to settle, she gets up again, and sits at her bureau, finally coming onto screen. Anyone watching will just see her brushing out her hair in irritation, replaying the entire scene in her mind, thinking about what she could have done better, her feelings of guilt growing by the second. After a moment or so, she slams her brush down and puts her face in her hands, her breathing deep and forcibly controlled, her voice a tiny whisper]

...it should have been me...

Current Mood: guilty

spoiledking.livejournal.com

[Henry taps his fingers on the arm of the chair he's sitting in. His face is blank, though he clenches his teeth every now and then. He's just found out about the tails and ears. He is not happy.]

Elizabeth. I'd like a word. Now.

yuekito.livejournal.com

[ The moon hangs heavy in the sky over a winged figure floating barefoot a few inches off of the ground. His back his to the camera, however, and he is facing one of the trees at the forefront of the forest. He lifts his hand and concentrates for a moment, before flinging spears of white energy at the tree trunk, pretty much demolishing it.

The ears pressed flat against his head and the white tail wrapped neatly around his waist are both white and fluffy. Anyone with even a basic comprehension of human body language, however, will very clearly be able to read Yue's mood, even from behind: pissed.

He turns slightly and prepares to possibly victimize another poor tree. ]

youwear-ajacket.livejournal.com

[The blackberry feed shows a dark room - anyone watching the network may not even see anything clearly at first. However, the sound of something being briefly dragged across the floor is apparent. As is the next sound; a small instrument of some kind? A Ukelele perhaps, but the sound of the strings being plucked cuts through the gloom. After a few minutes of this, quiet mumbling can be heard from the intruments owner, before they stand up quiet suddenly, lay what appears to be a violin down on a side table, and rush over to one of the curtained windows. Opening the curtain gently, the small amount of light allowed in shows that the person is male - in his late thirties perhaps? Regardless, a pair of cat ears seem to sit quite happily on his head, a long tail swishing back and forth with curious delight. He examines the view from outside, before shutting the curtains again, pausing, and suddenly stepping forwards. Grabbing the blackberry, he frowns]

..what the devil....how did you get in here, or better yet how am I in here- WATSON?! Watson, I don't suppose you have any idea where we are..

[For everytime his friend doesn't asnwer him, his tone goes from curious, to irritated, to anxious]

..This cannot be good..

lovesoutdoors.livejournal.com

[Finny appears to be sitting on his bed, kicking his legs slightly, since Voiceless lost their match he feels like he failed as a Phantomhive servant, so he's pretty sad right now.]

At least I can cheer the others on...

[This seemed to cheer him up a little bit. ears perking up slightly as he turned his head to look at the camara.]

GOOD LUCK YOUNG MASTER, SEBASTIAN AND MEIRIN!

f-i-r-e-starter.livejournal.com

[Mamimi is standing in the kitchen humming to herself as she cooks for Kuja. Her wrist and arm are bandaged after her fight yesterday but her sleeve almost covers it. She's smoking as she hums and cooks. She looks busy and a bit anxious as she darts around the kitchen. She doesn't look into the camera as she speaks]

My Lord, is it okay to put meatballs in your bento? I found some in the freezer and I thought they looked really good. And, um, I hope you're feeling alright today.

Current Mood: busy

its-notbragging.livejournal.com

[James is sitting in his room staring out the window blankly. It's like the world has just ended. James looks like he might cry. He can't walk, he can't move, he can't do anything. His ears are drooping and his tail lies limp on the bed.

James Potter. Lost.]

Current Mood: crushed

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youwear-ajacket.livejournal.com - 002 : The devils Trill - Sherlock Holmes [Accidental Video]
worldsrunnerup.livejournal.com - 17th Blast || Mello || [Text, private to Matt] ((Backdated to right after the Kuja shoot out)
mr-plot-bunny.livejournal.com - The Plot Bunny [Video/Voice] ((Forward-dated to tomorrow))
prettyincrime.livejournal.com - Sacrifice :: Miria :: [Accidental video] ((Better late than never ^ ^;;))
featherdrequiem.livejournal.com - Second Act // [Accidental Video] - Looking for the Golden Light
f-i-r-e-starter.livejournal.com - Tomorrow Never Knows Best :: 004 :: Samejima Mamimi :: [Video/Voice]
worldsrunnerup.livejournal.com - 16th Blast || Mello || [In Person]
20adaydragon.livejournal.com - Cigarette 6 - Post Tournament // Are You Satisfied?
playstheking.livejournal.com - SECOND ORDER --> [Voice]
abluechild.livejournal.com - Aoko Nakamori 008: Never give in.
candles-secret.livejournal.com - Craft 004:: Robin - post-tournament
hunch-ofjustice.livejournal.com - Clue #003 :.: L (Ryuzaki) :.: [Voice, Private to Mello and Matt]
without-a-thorn.livejournal.com - 006 - Kitty Howard - Accidental Video
the-tudour-rose.livejournal.com - Seventeenth entry - Elizabeth [Accidental Video]
spoiledking.livejournal.com - 5th Highness [Video] Locked to without_a_thorn & <lj site="livejo
yuekito.livejournal.com - oo5 // [ video / in person ]
youwear-ajacket.livejournal.com - 001 :: Sherlock Holmes [Accidental Video]
lovesoutdoors.livejournal.com - ♙05♙ [Video]
f-i-r-e-starter.livejournal.com - Tomorrow Never Knows Best :: 003 :: Samejima Mamimi :: [Video/Voice]
its-notbragging.livejournal.com - Prank 004 () James Potter () [Accidental Video/Voice]

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