[The SFC turns on while the templar is resting during the night as his hand accidentally hit it on, but something seems off. He appears to look in pain and sweating, he's also talking in his sleep. Anyone will also notice he's no longer in his apartment, but in Ordo 2.]

No, get away from me. Don't touch me. [These same looks continue and he starts panting loudly between sweating. He's only mumbling incoherent noises, but then he looks as if he's being choking by something or someone by his body's reactions. He even starts gasping and moving a bit more violently, as if making a desperate attempt to escape or awaken form this horrible nightmare. Words form out of his mouth too in beween what sounds like loud screaming. Anyone within the two apartments may be able to hear him too.] No! No! Stop it! Stay away from me!

[He then screams the name "Marcello" louder than that before waking up with his eyes becoming very wide, his panting still evident. His body might be trembling a little bit too.] That dream again... By the Goddess, why does it keep repeating in my mind? [There's a weak laugh coming out of his mouth.] Marcello, even here you haunt me. It makes me despise you even more than before, despite part of me still wanting to care about your existence.

[There's a sigh and he stops his musing for a moment as he becomes more aware of his surroundings. He very much notices he's not at the apartment and has a look of surprise on his expression.] Where...am I? I was in the apartment, but now.. Well I should try and figure out where this is, it also feels as though I've been asleep for a long time. I could go for a drink too. [His eyes soon turn to the SFC which is on and his eyes grow wide again before he quickly turns it off, hoping the SFC didn't pick up too much.]

[ooc: And here's Angelo waking up from his sleep coma, enjoy. ♥]

.... Why is this necessary again?

[ This seems to be accidental, as Zelos is seated in the tub while none other than Duke is working shampoo into his hair. Zelos seems mildly irritated, or mildly bored, sitting in the way of the SFC's view of any Duke-butt. ]

Because you don't do it right, and its my body, dammit.

[ Duke frowns at Zelos, who isn't really paying much attention. ]

Now rinse it out.

Have never done this with mine....

[ But the redhead vanishes under the edge of the tub for a bit. ]

That's why your hair is next.

(ooc:Red is Duke's body - But Zelos has swapped with him. Pink is Zelos' body, but Duke is in control! And nothing awkward is showing because tub-edge hides things that are not that awkward waist....

And this is a day after all the curse shenanigans started.)

Are any magic-based healers interested in sharing healing spells? I know a small amount, and wish to learn more. Would be willing to attempt to teach some offensive spells, or alterations to ones already known in exchange.

Possibility of magic being incompatible with a human caster is not an issue; adept at seeing or feeling the way a magic forms and replicating it within the rules of own magic.

[ You know what season it is, Vatheon? Very close to fall, right?

That means that the first wave of blackberries are ready to be picked. Which may be what Duke is doing, out in the woods.

At least, its a good explanation for why he's crouched by a bunch of brambles, and why his hands have purple splotches and marks on them. ]

.... Do any know how to make the crust for pies?

[ Yup, that's his question. He thinks its clear enough what he's asking about.

And while he's on the SFC... ]

( Filtered to Kratos, Mithos, Colette, and Zelos )

[As always, where everyone else sees fun and games, Zelda sees trouble waiting to happen. At least she's being proactive about it!]

Is anyone else concerned about these "fishlympics"? It sounds as if the potential for injury is quite high. I wouldn't want to spoil anyone's fun though, so perhaps I should set up on-site medical facilities to deal with any emergencies. Would anyone be interested in joining me?

[When Zelda first wakes up, her immediate instinct is to take a bath, and that is exactly what she does. It's not until an hour later (and much cleaner) that she bothers to talk to other people. After that, she picks up her SFC to make a video post, looking a little disoriented.]

I do apologize if I worried anyone. I suppose it was only a matter of time before I fell into a sleep coma as well. Has anything of interest happened in the past two weeks? I would appreciate hearing about it.

[Vatheon's most desirable red-head seems to be in top form today, settled back in a well stuffed armchair and dressed to impress. There's flowers in frame behind him, roses as always, and a smirky grin plastered on his face. Someone is planning something...]

There's a problem in this town, Vatheon. So many lonely hunnies, just wanting someone to talk to, to share some companionship with - and I know what you've all heard about me but I really do mean companionship here, not the other thing (so Ky don't jump down my throat). I heard tell that there used to be a host club here in Vatheon and I think it's high time it was revived! So here's an open call for any interested parties who want to provide a vital service to the community ♥

We'll be holding open interviews and auditions for the next two weeks in the ballroom of the casino. We'll be looking at all your talents as well as general amiability and charisma, so bring your A-game~

[Filtered to Peony, Guy, Ioder, and Duke]
Guy your presence is mandatory! I'll hunt you down and drag you there myself if I have to~

Everyone else, I'd appreciate the help. Ioder and Duke, you need to get out more and Peony I'm pretty sure you'd enjoy a gig like this. If you could drag that smart-face friend of yours that'd be great too. At the very least he'll be an asset in the organizational department but without his glasses.. well damn.

So I'll see you all at the casino within the next couple hours!

[With a capricious wink Zelos shuts off the feed to go get ready.]

[ The feed flicks on as the SFC thumps out of a pocket to the floor. It looks like someone's laundry room, basket of clothing near the open dryer hinting that it was full of clean, freshly dried clothes... and a lot of white something or other spilling out from the top.

The basket shifts, and... Duke seems to be pretending he's a cat, or something, because all that white? His hair. Deal with it. ]

.... the hell are you doing? [ That would be Zelos. Duke just.. kinda blinks at him from his spot in the basket. ]


(OOC: Zelos will reply too! If your character wants to talk specifically to one of them, subject line it.)

[Well look who it is back on the network, Vatheon! None other than Zelos Wilder, looking very much alive but perhaps slightly off. Not upset, not angry, just a little... off.]

Ah, hey there. Just wanted to let everyone know that I'm fine and all and, uh... to anyone who actually saw that broadcast, well. It was just a big misunderstanding, alright? No need to look more into it, just me sticking my foot in my mouth.

So what'd I miss?



[Filtered to Duke]

Hey, uh. No hard feelings. Let's just try and keep out of each other's hair or I think Zelda's head might explode or something.