Kaito Kuroba | [ Dictated ]

[moonlightmagician]

Okay guys, I'm bored.

Show of hands who'd be interested in seeing a magic show? ..Stage magic, of course.

3rd Trick Shot ~ [Action/Dictated]

[compromisedarrow]

[Those of you out and about today, and happen to come by the shooting range, will see a man standing in front of one of the archery stubs, taking pot shots into the target. The majority of them hit true, with only the odd one or two falling short or overshooting.

Over the journal, that's open next to him, people will be able to hear the release and thunk of the arrows as they hit the target.]

So, apart from relax, exercise, get a job, and pretend everything's all normal around here, what else is there to do?

[Another whizz and thunk.]

I mean, there's gotta be more to do here than I'm seeing. Anyone got any ideas?

((OOC: Open in person or over the journals.))

ℒℒ 46

[luthored]

( Private )

( Friends/Acquaintances who knew the Salvatores )

XXXV

[wilder]

[Backdated to yesterday]

( Friends from Aselia )

[Zelos meanwhile is chilling under a tree near the duckpond, since the roof seemed lame today. He's got his hands behind his head as he rests again the tree, his legs stretched out in front of him. Mostly he seems to be watching things around him, still deciding whether or not he's glad to be back. The ducks are doing their own thing in the pond, though they seem to be evading him, even going out their way to do so and if one steps near it will even hiss at him. Because hey, they still remember him as the dude the tore up the place sparring with Korra.]

[Oh well]

[OOC: open post!]

1 Sword in the Stone

[reigne]

[The first sound is the journal being gripped so tightly, that the soft leather and paper are bending, crinkling in his white knuckled grip. He's been here all of several hours and he already hates this, already believes he's delusional.

He can barely stand to touch the damn thing, much less actually use it. Even before she'd told him, he'd known it was magic, because if he wasn't crazy, the way it recorded in a variety of handwriting, invisible and within seconds? Dead give away. But it wasn't important. Not really]

My...Sister, [And his tone turns sour briefly at the word. Forces himself to go back to smooth, arrogant and unruffled] has had the undoubted pleasure of enlightening me to the fact that I've been kidnapped. By a sentient castle, no less. It has stolen from me, and I can't leave on my own terms.

Pain certainly hasn't woken me, so I am at least not dreaming. [Though this whole thing is more like a nightmare] If I am missing any other information, I'd appreciate being told it now. As well, you might tell me [read: on a scale of 1 to 10 how psycho is she?] if she being honest with me.