ANNOUNCEMENT 002

[intercom_voice]

[Wherever you are, whatever you're doing, you will hear the loud screeching of a microphone through the speakers before it dies down. Not long after, a familiar husky voice blares through said speakers.

Although her tone is somewhat pleasant, she manages to keep her authoritative tone as well.]

Good afternoon. [There's a brief pause.] You've all been quite busy, haven't you? It's, hm...interesting to watch, to say the least. But do keep the property damage to a minimum, will you? It's awfully rude to smash people's property on arrival, don't you think?

[Despite that warning, she manages a soft (if a bit ominous) chuckle.]

That being said, I hope you're all well rested. A good rest means a good grade, after all~.

[There's another burst of feedback before the announcement comes to an end.]

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Speak to the Voice
General Mingle

Mingle post! Don't forget to tag your series name.

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[perpetuallyexposedchest]

[WAIT NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!]

[perpetuallyexposedchest]

[After the initial shock of having his precious last few gulps of booze wasted so brazenly, Miguel snaps; suddenly snatching Vulpes up by his extremely stupid hood with a not-terribly-pleasant grin on his features.] Ah... That was a mistake.

[He glares madly; leaning in close.] You just crossed the line of no return, pendejo... Keep it up and you'll get yourself killed.

[perpetuallyexposedchest]

[Although the stranger's initial statement had Miguel giving him a disappointed huff, the man's following words piqued his interest. The Spaniard rubs at his chin as he considers the offer. Alright, so this guy might not be so useless to him in the future. By now, Miguel has learned the importance of keeping friends in liquored-up places.]

...Alright. [Raising a brow, suspiciously.] -And what will you be wanting in return for this service, eh?

[truetocaesar]

[Vulpes is used to being feared and respected... no one would have had the guts to grab him that way or make such threats. Not counting Boone, of course. Very displeased with this development, he presses the jagged ends of the broken bottle lightly against Miguel's abdomen.]

You should let go.

[He isn't unaware that this broken bit of bottle is currently his only weapon, and that this profligate has a size advantage. Still, he isn't about to back away like a coward.]

[breastpionage]

[So this place is even bringing in kids? ...Well, that's a damn shame.]

[Though EVA was initially going to just dismiss the young boy's presence and continue walking on her own way, she immediately freezes as she gets a second look at him. This is... not a normal-looking kid by any means. Everything from the lights, to the hair, to the two-tone eyes gave him an almost unearthly feel, and yet... he was strangely mesmerizing in appearance as well.]

[Curiosity getting the better of her, EVA almost can't help but make her approach; sauntering up to the boy with one hand on her hip.]

Hey- are you alright..? [Poor thing looks lost. ...Not that she's much better off herself, really.]

[pluginboy]

[Piko stops when he's addressed, looking over at the taller woman. Almost immediately he looks away, covering his eyes with both hands.]

I-I'm sorry...!

[perpetuallyexposedchest]

[Miguel stops momentarily; raising a brow. Suddenly he can feel the jagged edges of his broken bottle lightly pressing against the skin of his bare torso... and he smirks.]

[The taller man doesn't falter in his grip of Vulpes' hood, though his tone is suddenly slightly less angry and more amused as he speaks.] Heh....

...Alright, fine. I've already had confessions today; no need to dirty my clean slate with some self-righteous idiota's blood. I'll let go...

-But you'll be apologizing to me first. [In his teen years, conversation would have ended the very moment Vulpes made that initial smart remark. But Miguel is old enough now to not immediately pull his fists from his pockets at any little insignificant jab that some holier-than-thou asshole takes at his pride. -Most of the time. His sister did an admirable job at taming him that way, all things considered... But this guy is REALLY testing what little scrap of patience he has... And Miguel has never been one to walk away from a fight.]

[truetocaesar]

[He keeps the bottle pressed there firmly as Miguel speaks, then slowly grins at his demand for an apology. He would never apologize to such a corrupt wastrel, and has no fear about the possibility of a fight.]

Men do not apologize to dogs.

[Vulpes presses the bottle more roughly against Miguel, likely cutting into his skin slightly. This is the most interesting thing that's happened in days.]

[breastpionage]

Sorry? [EVA blinks at his reaction, before looking down at herself and snerking with barely-stifled laughter.] Are you...?

Well that's no good, is it? [Deciding to be merciful, the woman promptly zips her flight-suit up from navel to collar; concealing her previously-exposed cleavage. Yes, EVA knows that her breasts are potentially dangerous weapons that are not to be used carelessly around unprepared males.] There...

[She smirks.] Better?

[pluginboy]

[Piko peeks through his fingertips when Eva asks if it's better. Seeing her outfit zipped up, the young boy lets out a heavy sigh of relief.]

Yeah... So, um...do you live here?

[cybrid]

It's not that common in Milvallen, even as a nickname. [ He smiles. ] But... Leopold? Here I thought Leonhardt was bad enough.

[ When they let go of his hand and start down the hall, he follows suit. ] Dorm rooms, huh? Guess that should've been obvious.

[cybrid]

A Vocaloid?

[ It's clear by the echo and the arched brow that Leo hasn't the slightest idea as to what a Vocaloid even is. ]

... Afraid not. On either account.

[ ... But at least it's now obvious that they're kidnapping kids as well. Just when he thought the situation couldn't get any worse. ]

[breastpionage]

[EVA smiles at Piko's obvious relief. ...Cute.]

Hm... Good question. [She places a hand on her hip.] It's looking like I may have to- for the time being, anyway. I only just arrived here earlier today... But apparently a lot of people have been here for much longer.]

And what about you, hm? You looked a little lost yourself.

[pluginboy]

A "vocal android"--Vocal-oid! [Piko explains enthusiastically with a smile.]

[That smile quickly falls though when Leo admits he doesn't know how to get home.]

Uh--oh. Well... [Piko crosses one arm over his chest, propping the other up so he can thoughtfully stroke his chin.] If I can get outside, I'm sure I can find an airport or something!

[pluginboy]

What, you think we're stuck? Oh no--!

[He totally forgets Eva's next question as he starts to panic, placing his hands on his face and darting in one direction, stopping to look around, and then daring in another.]

I can't be stuck here, I have a concert tonight!

[denonno]

What? [ The question takes a moment to register but once it does: ] Nah, man! I'm not gonna charge for it. First drink's always on the house. [ Not like money would have any use around here anyway, what with being stuck. It'd just be good to sit back and relax by mixing some drinks and pouring shots again. ]

You really wanna pay me though, you should give me the skinny on whatever it is what ate your shirt. Gotta be a good bar story.

[cybrid]

[ Leo shakes his head. There isn't any way to sugarcoat the situation without outright lying. He may be a kid but he looks old enough to be able to handle the news. ]

You can get outside but the gate's as far as you can go.

[ His synthetic eyes light up with small pin-point flashes in his irises as he looks outside a window. ]

There's some sort of... shield or barrier around the place. It keeps people in without having the hassle of watching over them.

[mister_foppish]

O-oooh~! How can this be? You're so handsome! And so...tall, by the way.

[It's as though he just noticed, given that he's actually shorter than someone else. Pegasus got up for good measure, standing at a good six foot two. It was utterly fascinating to compare. This man however...He was the tallest man he'd ever really seen, up close.

Kaiba would've been utterly fascinated to witness this marriage between technology and the human brain. Probably his dream to invent something like that.]

Bureau of Public Safety, eh? We have similar Bureaus but haven't heard of that one exactly. Something tells me you're not from around here~

[Pegasus sighed.]

I really wish I had more to tell. We've been looking but so far she hasn't been found. I wonder if she's just watching us remotely from another location.

[mister_foppish]

[He laughed, a terribly unsympathetic and villainous sound that would haunt a person's nightmare in its mirthless amusement.

He had Ivan just where he wanted him, and now this was going to end rather badly for the man who had insulted him countless times.]

It's time to put you in your place. This will be your grave if you're not careful.

[Threats were fun, when used in the right way to create fear. He wanted to see Ivan more afraid, his sadism peaking quite readily as the Eye's influence took over his mind. He'd been pushed too far, and now it was too late to take it all back.]

[thumbsdown]

The New California Republic.

[Boone glances over his shoulder at his rifle at that.]

...I work with what I'm given. It shoots, it doesn't jam, that's all I care about.

[Despite how it looks, it's actually a damn good rifle. It would be easy enough to get another one- provided he had the caps, of course- but Boone is attached to it. It's served him through a hell of a lot.]

[cybrid]

I-- [ Wait, what? Leo arches his brow and though he doesn't take a step back to accommodate space, he does tilt his head back. ]

... Thanks. I think.

[ If he sounds uncertain, it's because he is. Compliments out of the blue are always suspicious. He's not completely oblivious to his looks but they're usually only brought to his attention when a person attempts mocking him. Jack, for instance, with his constant calls of 'pretty boy'. ]

People usually go for more height when they receive enhancements. I'm average in that department.

[ Which brings him to the man's next 'hunch'. ]

But you're right, I'm not from around here. There's way too many unaltered humans. If we were anywhere near Altambra or Milvallen, they'd have to have cybernetic enhancements or nanomachines. Otherwise, they'd be mutated - and believe me, it isn't pretty.

[thumbsdown]

What's it to you?

[Boone keeps his eyes on the intercom- he is curious, but somehow he feels that demanding answers from the woman won't get him anywhere. This campus is bigger than it seems, and so it would be easy enough for her to hide from the residents... she no doubt knows this place like the back of her hand.]

I don't think finding her would solve anything.

Re: TALK TO THE VOICE

[magical_melonhead]

Hey, hey! Where do you keep the mead, ale and beer? I can't find it anywhere!

[He isn't desperate for it, but it was always nice to know where such things were kept.]

[thumbsdown]

[Oh yeah, definitely.]

[Arching an eyebrow at the boy, Boone exhales another lungful of smoke and taps the cigarette. Ash drifts to the floor.]

Cigarette. What are you supposed to be?

[There are robots in the Mojave, but none of them seem so... high-tech. They're more like walking hunks of scrap metal really, nothing like Piko.]

Original Character/Jezeus. Can be a unicorn or man, your choice!

[magical_melonhead]

A) [The fellow froze when the voice came from over the radio, half way through a hearty bite of an apple. Once the announcement was over, he was up on his feet dashing towards where he heard the voice coming from., running bare feet through the hall way and skidding about corners. He had yet to master such smooth surfaces in these boots.

It sounded like the boss was in and he had so many questions to ask her.]

B) [Jezeus had shifted his shape back, to his original form of a unicorn. He was big and bulky, similar to that of a shire horse except his tail was more of a lions than a horse and his heavy hooves are cloven.

He had been wandering about and checking rooms, for any sign of the voice's owner, but his search was proving to be fruitless. This goose chase was quickly becoming a bore, in his frustration he kicked at the wall with his left hind leg, snorting with a roll of his eyes. Light on his hooves he trots away down the hallway, leaving a great big hole in the wall behind him.]

And just when I thought I'd have a little fun, what a shame.