Robo-Ky

:: Ed was relaxing by himself after spending some quality time with his roommate. The day was going rather well, he thought.

Now, if only he could get his arm fixed soon... he'd be able to do a lot more around the place. Right now he was pretty much useless, not able to do much on his own. It had been a long while since he actually had to function without a prosthetic arm of some sort to help him out. If he'd have to be like this for a while, he might as well try thinking of a way to make up for it. ::

::At the Tennis Courts, Asuka had dressed up accordingly for a round of tennis. The only problem was that nobody was around to play with her. Her roommate wouldn't be able to due to his recent 'arm' breaking...and his sudden need to coddle his brother every ten seconds. Thus she would have to embark on a small search around the area for a competitor.:: ANYONE IN THE MOOD TO GET BEATEN TO A PULP? ::She always had an interesting way of attracting people to her...::

::Strolling down Souvenir Street, Ema looked around for a proper gift for her Gift Exchange partner, Aang. She had never met him, but she figured he might deserve a nice present. Picking up a squeezable basketball toy, she wondered if he might like something like this. It was...squishy enough to be fun.::

Buguese didn't have a clue what he was doing back on the dreaded train, though now in a different room, but at the moment, he didn't care about the reasoning. Only the vengeance, both for himself and Aqune. She hadn't mentioned where she'd been when she suddenly returned after suddenly disappearing. Sure, she was always quiet, but he knew she was dodging the matter. It only made sense that she'd been taken here again, because she wasn't the type of person to just leave her duties behind for no reason.

He was almost glad to be back. Now, he could make the conductor suffer until she would return him and never think to cross him or touch Aqune again. Because obviously, if she returned him once before, she had the power to do it again.

::Sitting cross-legged on a sofa, Vincent has a piece of paper on his lap, which he's doodling on boredly. At the top there appears to be some semblance of a list, but he's crossed it out::

... Geez, why couldn't I get someone I knew.

::Vincent finishes his last doodle, and starts to draw a girl in her underwear. After a few moments, he stops again, and sighs.::

I wonder how Re-L is doing...

::Today she decided to make her new room seem a little more 'homey'. In the Convenience Cart, she purchased a new poster to hang up on her side of the room. It was nice to see Mr. Wright get so much publicity! She hoped that she could meet with her roommate or with one of her old friends soon.::

:: Broom in hand, Ran began to sweep up what she could inside the arcade. It was one of the conductor's 'favors' that she wanted done. Grumbling all the while, she tried her best to clean up. Not that the task would be easy as the damage was great and it would probably take days fo her to make any progress. ::

::She couldn't believe her eyes.

Or her ears.

Or any other part of her body.

Ema was now back on this train, a train that had both good and bad memories alike. Looking around, she tried to see if any of her fellow passengers were around, namely Dr. Horrible... She had a bone to pick with him.::

:: Rally was a little unsettled by the fact that yet another part of the train had been damaged due to a guest who just couldn't play nice. While he wasn't a huge patron of the arcade himself, he did know that a fair number of the passengers were quite fond of it.

In order to get his mind off of things, he was currently fitting the new desk with a series of books he had purchased during the recent visit to Lotus Blossom Central. They seemed to be themed after natural healing and crystal properties. Having just finished a bit of cleaning, the door to the room was left open for some fresh air. ::

[ Kanon was on her way to the arcade cart when she saw an Out of Order sign on the door. She looked around, seeing if anyone was around, before trying to open the door and failing. Disheartened, she sat down with her back against the door. ]

How am I going to practice my songs now...?

:: Ed was not having much luck with his broken automail arm. It was still in complete disarray. Unfortunately, this meant things were a little harder to do. He currently sat alone in his room, staring at the empty spot of his desk where that figure of Alphonse used to be.

Yeah, he was still a little sad about that. It was just a figure purchased from a store, but it was a gift, and one representing something rather important to him. Having it taken away by a nasty shadow from the past was pretty disheartening.

Thinking about what he could still do to contribute, he contemplated the situation silently. ::

::In the lounge, Asuka looked for the arts and crafts corner where the kids usually sat to tinker with the things in the colorful bins. Sitting in one of the tiny chairs she barely fit in, she rummaged through the said bins for some clay. A can of blue Playdoh, perfect! Picking it up, she twisted the top and began to pull it out. This was it. This was the perfect chance to make it up to her roommate.::