[...

There's just breathing at first. Slow and steady, like Rue doesn't want to do this, or doesn't know if she should. And then--she decides to bite the bullet and speak, as intended.]

Prince Siegfried has left Vatheon.

I don't know how long it will be this time, so... for anyone who would still like lessons in dance, you will have to contact me instead.

[...

and that's it, isn't it?

Giving a name or something might be helpful, but she can't be bothered. She doesn't even know how to close such a simple message properly...

So there's just a click.]

[ oh look, it's the effeminate samurai not posting from his living room. He's up on the island surrounded by snow. historically he loved poetry, so have something somewhat poetic ]

This weather here has been most pleasant, reminding me of the icy winters left behind in my dear land of Echigo. I was uncertain if the bubble would see snow this year, and once again, it has arrived.

[ he lets the snow flakes wrap around his free hand, then makes them dance a bit. ]

How I do miss this weather, though I am certain it will not last. Yet when the snow melts, it yields to the blossoms of spring. I do hope to see cherry blossoms again this year.

[ Italy's grinning and holds up a familiar blue flyer that probably everyone's sick of by now. ]

Ve~, I've gotten so many flyers! The locals keep stuffing them into my pockets, but I have so many I could roll in a pile of them~. The starfish is really cute. I wonder what'll happen this weekend.

Oh, speaking of stuff happening soon. I'll be opening the bakery! Maybe I should pass out flyers with red crabs on them. Crabbies are cool too, but they don't really have much to do with bakeries.

[ he looks down and scribbles something on a drawing pad then holds it up. It's a sketch of the bakery and a chibi Italy in front of it. ]

How about this? I bet this'd look great on a flyer!

[At first, all that can be heard is the low, muffled sounds of talking and utensils clicking against plates in a restaurant. That's in the background; Walter himself has yet to order and thus sits in silence, waiting. Within a minute or two, a familiar waitress approaches and he shifts, moving to put the communicator away.]

Hello! . . . am I interrupting?

What?

Isn't it on?

[Walter looks at "it," and only then does he realize that the communicator in his grasp is indeed on. Perhaps misinterpreting his silence, there's a not so subtle mirth behind the waitress' voice.]

I'll come back later. Please don't be shy!

Wait . . .

[The communicator picks up on her fading footsteps. Following a pregnant pause, Walter goes to turn the device off.]

( ooc: This is a joint post in which Chibiterasu (sonlight) will jack most, if not all, threads. There's a good likelihood that he'll switch to the video function, being very eager to show off what he learned about the SFC. )

Pop quiz, Vat! Who has two thumbs and finally got off his butt and finished something major? This guy! It took me 'bout two months to get everything all finalized and junk with the locals but I got my own little shop right smack against the barrier so you can see all the fish! S'taking the place of that old music shop that used to be here 'til it got wrecked when the kraken attacked so I'm just really pickin' the slack up with a little Demyx-twist.

_{[He pauses for effect, then laughs a little.]}

'sides from teaching you guys how to play music or even just leasing the stuff out, I can teach a little bit of magic on the sides. Course it's within moderation cuz I'm still pretty knew at the whole teaching scene, bu~t! Everyone's gotta start somewhere, yeah? Just look for Nocturne No. 9 over in the middle district. I rigged the place up to have a big ol' aquarium that goes through the floor 'n into a bigger one along the back wall so if you got any doubts 'bout it being the right place just keep that in mind, kay? I, uh... Jus' feel free to drop by whenever y'want!

[//Filtered to Faris]

Hey, so... That 'date', y'wanna do that today?