Thirty-First PSI

[a_gentle_boy]

[voice, private to Rin Kagamine, Shiraasan, Tavros, and Nanashi]
I  . . . I'm not sure what came over me.  I guess it must have been the town playing tricks again, but I was feeling really strange last week.  I'm really sorry.  Especially to you, Tavros.  We only just met and, um.  You're not even a girl I don't think.  I-I promise I don't actually like any of you, so please don't worry about that kind of thing. 

I mean! Wait!   I do like you, all of you, a lot!  Just  Not.  Um.   You know.  Ah.  Not like...... N-Not ............... I'm just going to apologize and hang up now.

[action]
1.  [It is early Saturday morning and Lucas is walking a dog down the street.  This is standard fare for Lucas's weekends, but Lucas appears significantly more animated than usual as he talks aloud, seemingly to himself.  But actually . . . It's pretty clear he seems to think he's holding a conversation with someone.  The dog is, of course, welcome to tag as well.]

2. [It is early Monday morning on the way to school and there are a few birds sitting on top of Lucas's head and shoulders, tweeting merrily away.  Once again, he appears engrossed in a conversation.]

3. [I'm just going to outright say it.  If you are an animal or own an animal, Lucas wants to talk to you/it.]

4. [In the Mayfield Library, Lucas has a table all to himself and is frowning a little as he concentrates on the task before him.  There are photographs and hand-drawn pictures of people scattered all across -- much more of the latter.  There are at least 30 different drawings, each of probably unfamiliar people.  A blond man with a scarf and a cigarette and a dark-haired young woman feature prominently among them.  ....What Lucas appears to be doing is fitting these pictures into an elegant notebook of some sort.]

Comments

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[naicha]

<sub>[ Taiwan finally decides to see what this whole library business was about. Surely they didn't have books on just car repair! And they didn't - instead, she was met with a collection of 1950s cookbooks, among others she figured were just as boring. Sorely disappointed, she makes her way out... when she sees Lucas.

She sneaks up from him from behind and watches him work for a moment before speaking. ]</sub>

That's really pretty.

3.

[meandalexander.livejournal.com]

[Nina is sitting outside her house, playing with Alexander]

2.

[ohlookboobs.livejournal.com]

[Oh hey, it's that kid from before. He sounds like he's talking to someone....or himself?]

3 - Noting Azrael has his own account, eagleazrael

[arslansenki.livejournal.com]

[If Lucas happens to be passing the park, he'll find Arslan there with his eagle Azrael probably flying nearby.]

[VOICE]

[bullsit.livejournal.com]

Oh-- Um! It is definitely okay, and I think we had that, uuuh, disease that destroyed your human brain, but it is gone now I think and you probably have no reason to like me, in any way, at all, so I don't blame you for, uh, not.

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[overrealm.livejournal.com]

_{[Welp. Sulpher's just on his way to 912 Bilko, seeing as Vayne seems to have moved to that house.]}

2

[notsewbatty.livejournal.com]

[Nana pauses on her way to school to stare at Lucas and the birds.]

[roadroller]

Oh jeez, you have to say it? ♪ Well I don't like you that way either! Just so we're clear!

3. Mayfield crows turned familiars. Have fun. XD

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

[A set of crows sit chatting on the fence outside 337 Brady. When Lucas approaches, the one turns to look at him, but the other takes a hop back from him.]

3

[noneed-2worry.livejournal.com]

[Lucas may notice a small brown rabbit on his way home, looking confused and lost and more than a little worried. Dawn is nowhere to be found.]

((OOC: This is mostly a placeholder for later. Further replies will come from bashful_bunny, but I need to make some icons for the Buneary journal when I get home first.))

[Voice]

[snackaholictank.livejournal.com]

Sorry about... shovin' you like that.

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[doudemoe]

[Minato is out walking as well, hands in pockets and slouching as usual. Seems he isn't listening to the droned adults telling him to straighten up. Upon seeing a young boy walking his dog, talking to it, he smiles a bit, feeling a pang of a feeling alien to him: homesickness.]