"It was a magic lantern, actually." Seika lets out a shaky breath--shaky more because she's finally alone with Jun again than for anything to do with her recent brush with danger. "But yeah." The fingers of her upturned hand curl in a little, softly, much more should I? than stop . "Where should we ...

"Oh, yeah, I'm fine. Not a scratch." A gesture that starts as a waving-off of worries ends, without Seika quite noticing, with her hand unconsciously extended toward Jun, palm up. "It was a weird scene, though. Like, would you believe Susumu Yakumo just walloped a demon right over the head? It's a l...

I really enjoyed catching up on the last info event just now ! Hinata’s Quest for Nari-Chan and Yakumo’s Tutorial Adventures really stand out. But a ton of other stuff made me smile too, from the Asako channeling Chaos , to Dai’s heroic assist, to Rei and Yuji revealing their hidden nerd sides, to K...

I am also sleep!

Wait, no. Something like that, though.

Seika slips into the room. "Funny. It was my fancy hotel last time," she observes, lips quirking as her eyes take in the rather appealing contrast of luxury hotel furnishings and slightly rumpled Jun. "Yeah, it's been... stupid busy winter court. Stupid gaki." She scrubs a hand through the cropped s...

"Yeah, I bet we can put you up until you ship out." And if someone at the House of Storms wants to get shirty about it, Seika has carrots and sticks at her disposal. "Pack your swim trunks, there's a jacuzzi." Her lips quirk tiredly. There is a second, similar nondescript heavy bag tucked by Seika's...

"Akuta-san. Second time tonight you've been a sight for sore eyes." Seika grins and takes the holoslate, nudging a small bag toward him under the table with her boot.

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Buying Akuta's info! Will update PF and pm confirmation in a sec!

"Whatever happens, I still gotta watch more of your back catalogue," Seika adds with a chuckle. "Or if you're making new stuff after this. Even after I'm off planet, the House of Storms can handle a little mail for me."

Seika's painted lips quirk a bit. "Appreciate it." She's now moved on to examining the pendant. "And, well, this won't be my first razorfin rodeo, either," she adds, though honesty compels her to qualify that with, "It'll be at least the third. Maybe... number two-point-five. But anyway." She puts t...

"Okay..." A short while later, there's a knock on his door and he'll find Seika on the other side, composed if a bit tired-looking. Her hair is slightly wet, as though she'd just showered before coming here. She'd been in a hurry, though, and might have missed one or two tiny flecks of dirt and drie...

Seika nods and gives Akuta his space, rejoining Koyuki and Yakumo (and mostly oblivious to anything unusual that might have passed between the two of them).

As the sky starts to blush with predawn light over Oborozuki province, a sleepy-yet-wired Seika slips into a local bar full of Mantis samurai and ronin coming off of night shift duties, mostly tired and uncurious themselves. House of Storms security is keyed on her comm, but she doesn't expect troub...

Seika is trying to figure out what to wear for possible maybe certain death in the Desolation, when her communicator pings. "Yeah, Saburo-san? What's up?" "Err, well, Watanabe-sama, it's just that we're shorthanded tonight and you do have that engineering cert and, err..." Her favorite House of Stor...

((Open, in the event someone shows up here, I guess!)) Seika has already taken care of some Embassy business this morning, which means she's earned a little break, right? The kind of break that involves a chilled drink, a trashy pillow book, some sun time, and maybe a little soak in the jacuzzi befo...

"Hey, you gotta qualify for our, uh, meat grinder." Seika winces slightly at that turn of phrase. "Our navy has the best ships in the Empire, you know? Can't just grab anybody off the street to crew those. But, like, if you want to do that you could, probably. I don't think anybody's gonna make you....

"Hey..." Seika's voice comes through the electronic announcer/lock system in the door of Jun's fancy-pants hotel suite, slightly warped by the excited Air kami animating the speaker. "Are you, like, awake? Mind if I come up? It's Seika."

A brief crackling pause.

"If it's too late, I'll go."

"Hmm." Seika feigns looking cold and detached, not very well. "I might have time... for those eyes."

"Oof, you don't have to be that formal." Seika shrugs uncomfortably. "Thinking is good. Having options is good. The best choices are the ones you make for yourself, and don't let other people make for you... well, anyway, that's how I feel about it. Meanwhile it's a nice day, and the company's decen...

On the screen of Seika's camera, the portal would show as series of dead pixels, the fire kami within the device giving up when asked to determine the color of the light that seeped from the portal like pus from an infected wound. As far her camera was considered, that particular light was not ligh...

Seika munches her bun. "Oh, well, teething, that's whatever. I'm pretty sure my grandmama did that to both her kids. Well... with regular shochu, anyway." She waves the hand holding her empty rocket fuel glass, expansively. "Probably me too, when Mum wasn't looking. And I turned out fine, right?" A ...