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[perfectsymmetry]

[Phone call filtered from drones]

Ah, happy "new" year, Mayfield. I-I'm glad I'm back to being myself, o-or more like everyone recognize that I'm me again. Did anyone catch that radio broadcast? It was on late. I-I was wondering if anyone else could make out what was said at the end, there, or what you thought about it.

Speaking of the new year, my birthday is coming up near the end o-of the month. I'll be 18. How many people here have turned 18 while here, and have woken up as an "adult" soon after? I've been wondering if that's what will happen to me.

Um. I've done a lot of baking during that whole, um, previous incident. I really didn't have much else to do... So if anyone's interested in coming over to my place and having some, feel free too.

[This is Crowe-speak for "I'm lonely, please come hang out with me." Anyone is welcome to stop by his house, where he'll be readying tea and cookie for visitors.

Later, Crowe will be found at his usual haunt, the rec center. Today he'll be borrowing the gymnastic balance beams. He's no gymnast, but he's got great balance and speed. He'll be running up and down the beam, going frontwards, backwards and sideways, trying to go as fast as he can without falling off. He does pretty well but he does have the occasional slip up or fall to the mats. Care to pop over?]

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[lunawolves10th.livejournal.com]

[ The space marine just watches Crowe wordlessly as he works on the balance beam, saying nothing, an enormous, but quiet presence in the room. ]

[perfektsymmetry.livejournal.com]

[Crowe slips a bit again, and decides this is a good time to have a seat on the beam and catch his breath. He notices that he being watched and gives a sheepish little wave.]

Ah. Hello, Garviel.

[lunawolves10th.livejournal.com]

Crowe. [ He just nods at him. ]

You are yourself again.... and I have some bad news. You knew Sanguinius, did you not?

[fineinthefire.livejournal.com]

[Rec center]

[Axel's just gonna lean against the wall and watch him run on his beams for a little while. The guy was nimble, he could say that at least. He watched as he fell one too many times before pushing off of the wall and walking over. So much for doing his own work out. He got a little distracted.]

You're pretty good at that.

[perfektsymmetry.livejournal.com]

[Crowe slows and stops, and smiles a bit.]

Ah. Thanks. I-I feel a bit out of practice, to be honest.

[ooeeooahah]

((Phone response, first))

Calleo, are you all right?

[perfektsymmetry.livejournal.com]

Oh, yeah, I'm okay. Thanks. How have you been, Ilsa?

House call!

[beamiracle.livejournal.com]

[Lion heard the phone call earlier. You'll be hearing the doorbell ring not long after, Crowe.]

[perfektsymmetry.livejournal.com]

[Crowe will open the door, smiling.]

Ah, Lion. Good to see you.

[Crowe's place]

[jaws5sonofjaws.livejournal.com]

[Mart bangs hartily on Crowe's front door.]

Yo!

I heard you got baked goods?

[perfektsymmetry.livejournal.com]

[Crowe can't help but grin. Mart's moods were infectious.]

I do. I guess you can help me cut down on the surplus.

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[haveaplan.livejournal.com]

I 'eard "where nobody can 'urt me again" or somesuch at th' end.

If Lucy's troying t' sell some sort 'f sob story t' make us feel sorry for 'er, she's doing a piss poor job at it.

((OOC: The Sniper is also willing to give Crowe shooting pointers at the Rec Center.))

[perfektsymmetry.livejournal.com]

So did I. It was really distorted. I wish I could have gotten a recording of it or something. I'd like to figure out the rest.

A-Ah, yeah, that's for sure.

[[OOC - excellent! He could use some practice.]]

[littlemiss101.livejournal.com]

[Free food yes. Popping her head in the door.]

I heard there were free baked goods.

[perfektsymmetry.livejournal.com]

[Crowe gives her a small smile.] There's a lot of free baked goods. Come on in and sit down. How are you?

rec center, yo

[commentboxtroll]

[It must be a miracle, because the ever elusive Caesar has appeared in the wilds of the rec center. He isn't bothering to see who else is around, though. He's just there to take over whatever wash station or sink it has out in the open. He's cleaning out the comment box!

With all the soap.

All of it.]

[perfektsymmetry.livejournal.com]

[Well that's interesting.

Time for a break. Crowe hops off the bar, and walks over.]

Hey, Caesar. Did someone, um... mess up the box?

Action!

[boots-and-boys.livejournal.com]

[ Yep, Magnus is leaning in the doorway listening in on that phone call. Arms crossed, head tilted at a curious angle. ]

Are you worried?

[perfektsymmetry.livejournal.com]

Oh. About being moved?

[A short pause as he thinks.] Ah, a bit, I guess. You never with whom you might end up. Plus... I've been in this house for almost two years now. I-I don't like to think of it as "home", but I am used to it.

Phone

[kinship]

[When Cain replies it's with a polite voice, especially as he's speaking to someone new.]

I'm sorry, I don't think I got it all, certainly the first sentence was inaudible for me, and some of it may be a mistake. But I believe it said: "--have lost so much, we've got a second chance -- human, so there can be-- love. In a world where nothing can hurt me any more."

[perfektsymmetry.livejournal.com]

It did sound very distorted. Like... Like it was trying to come through, or maybe be covered up. Hard to tell. But yeah, it sounds like you heard a bit more than I did. I always wonder what they're trying to prove with these cryptic messages.

[bravabarber.livejournal.com]

Buenas dias, Signore Crowe! What is this broadcast that you speak off?

sorry for the delay! been sick ><

[perfektsymmetry.livejournal.com]

Oh, ah, on the radio. After the new year's broadcast, there was... a strange broadcast. It was the end of a famous film from this time, called It's A Wonderful Life. And at the end there was some garbled voice playing over it. I was trying to figure it all out.

[phone]

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

Oh fuck, Crowe! [This is actually a happy 'oh fuck' don't mind him.] Awww! You're growing up! Are you going to throw a party?

sorry for the delay! been sick ><

[perfektsymmetry.livejournal.com]

Ah, well, I-I haven't really planned on it...