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[heliotroping]

[Filtered away from first gens, their allies, and people who would tell them for shits and giggles, and filtered to those in the castle area who are interested in the expedition progress

Yesterday, we got on a river. It's in the middle of a natural aqueduct, like someone made a wall, put a river on the top of the wall, and stuck a lot of plants at the side. It's very tall. [UNDERSTATEMENT OF THE CENTURY]

There are some flying fish. Not just the ones that jump out of the water, but they can fly.

[he pauses in his writing to sketch one]



I don't think I can catch one and bring it back alive.

It looks like we'll be out on the water for a while longer.

♫ 8

[both_neither]

( church in town filter )

...I'm not completely sure, but it looks like the MacManus' have all gone home. The church in town is deserted. I'm not sure where their rooms in the castle were, otherwise I would check.

( Friends of the MacManus' who were aware of the contents of their cellar )

( The MacManus' )

Kaito Kuroba | Expedition - Dictated

[moonlightmagician]

[ Somehow, Kaito dropped his journal and you can hear the sound of his card gun firing off at random-he must not a real target in mind. ]

HOW COME THEY CAN FLY!? FISH ARE NOT SUPPOSED TO FLY!

[Expedition; Dictated]

[modernholmes]

 Can someone help me!  Kaito-niichan was really scared and then he fainted!  And now he's on the deck and I can't wake him up!  

It isn't safe to stay on the deck like this, right?  But I'm not big enough to move him by myself!

Case 012 | Hattori Heiji | Dictated

[loves_osaka]

Listen up!

So, I stayed behind from tha' expedition because Ku-C-Conan-kun an' I thought it'd be best if one of us kept an eye out fer things here while th' other kept an eye out on th' expedition.

Basically, All I'm askin' is that if ya happen to see something unusual or suspicious or havin' some kinda serious problem with another resident t' please seek me out. I consider it my job t' keep everyone safe. I'd rather not have another murder case t' investigate so let's try an' keep Paradisa as safe as we can manage, yeah?

If yer not comfortable makin' a public announcement askin' fer me then ya can filter a message t' me, Hattori Heiji, an we can work out a meetin' place so we can go over details. You can rest easy knowin' ya've got the pride o' Osaka on yer side.

[Written]

[biggestdreamer]

I can't find Guilmon anywhere.  Please, can anyone tell me if they've seen him?   

I've been looking everywhere.  But he isn't even showing up on my D-Arc.

→ nyu → one

[nyuspecies]

[ Nyu does not recognize where she has woken up. It is dark and cold, and not familiar at all. The spine of a book is digging into her stomach. When she moves in the cramped space it falls open to broadcast a banging.

This banging can also be heard in the kitchen. It is coming from inside the oven. There is a muffled and confused voice from behind the oven door, also sounding over the pages of the journal. ]

Nyu? Nyuuu?

[ Nyu has arrived in Paradisa inside the oven. She is all squashed up like a contortionist with the journal book open by her mouth. ]

103.5 - can you hear me? can you hear me now?

[hard_talker]

[it's ten PM, and Mark's resident neighbors with sensitive ears are gone! which means you all get treated to Leonard Cohen's gravelly ode to cynicism at FULL VOLUME this week! it goes on for ... well ... the whole tune, actually. all six minutes of it. and for a little while before it, and during, and a little while after, those of you in your rooms might hear the elevator dinging at the end of your hall.

by the time the music stops, and the needle comes off the vinyl with a little rustle, there's a smell slowly starting to permeate the residency areas. not just the castle proper, but all of the towers, too ...]

Goooooooooooood evening, Paradisa. Hey, any of you mind if I start sending the clinic staff around to do routine check-ups? Because I set something on FIRE last week, and all of two people bothered to say something about it. I think that's a new record, and those of you who ain't on the expedition? Well, I'm startin' to wonder if you might be DEAD. Let that be a warning to ye new bloods, James Hook, Chell, Rosalie, Merlin, and Penny... use your brain or lose your brain! We've had people droppin' like flies, this week ...

[speaking of flies, if you hadn't noticed that smell before, you should really be noticing it by now: it's strong, and it's RANK, and ... well, if any of you dare to investigate, it's even stronger in the hallway.

because there's a flaming paper bag sitting in one of two places: just outside the elevator, if you're in the castle proper, or right by the stairwell, if you're in a tower. someone's been busy]

Oh, and uh, tonight's broadcast is brought to you by the Fairyland Animal Shelter, who were kind enough to provide this week's DOOR PRIZES for all of you sheep out there in Castle Wonderfuck. I figured, since you all couldn't be bothered to give a shit, Hard Harry'd step up to the bar and give one FOR you.

[and with that? ON GOES THE MUSIC. happy Monday, residents.]

♠ first voyage; [dictated&action floor six)

[unionjackass]

[waking up in strange places isn't necessarily something England hasn't had happen before now. in fact, one might almost think that this is can be was once commonplace--in another decade, and others before that.

even so, there's something off about this--more than one something, several somethings in fact, and after gazing at the rather ornate and pleasantly-decorated room in which he'd suddenly found himself, he burst from it, straight into the corridor, and--]

What the bloody hell's going on here?!

[--O-oh--Oh dear he really ought not to have had that kind of outburst...

Ah, well...

He hasn't noticed the journal sitting on a table next to the now open door of the room he'd just left, lying open almost mockingly.

Oblivious to any mischievous books, England adjusts his tie with a grim scowl.]

If this is some trick, and surely it must be, then--I'm not laughing at all.

[The upside to this situation: He isn't actually angry, but anyone who might come across him or who might speak with him will probably think otherwise.

He'll get to the bottom of this in no time at all.]

(expedition post - open!)

[cricketycricket]

This river's fascinating ... I haven't seen the like of it in centuries, and it was certainly quite far from here, that's for certain.

[Five's idly sketching the view from the river into his journal: one of the aqueducts sticking out from the side of a nearby mountain.]

I don't suppose anyone has a set of binoculars on them? I'd like to get a closer look at some of the statuary off over there, and I seem to have mislaid mine in the TARDIS before we left.

[the contents of his coat pockets are strewn about the bottom of the boat near his feet, from his binocular-hunting attempts: a flask, some marbles, bits of string, a tiny kettle the size of a fist, a box of matches, dice, tiny playing cards, hard candies wrapped in cellophane and stamped in odd writing, a tamagotchi (not Delta!) ... really, if you name it, it's probably on the floor. come marvel at the pockets of holding or just strike up some conversation!]