I'm fine. I got this strange tattoo on my arm but nothing seems to have changed.

What's wrong with Quatre? It's not like him to ignore people. Duo?

[ooc: swapped soldier/spy, doesn't care if he dies for Signer; prideful. Trying to make his 'broken' gun 'work' at the time this message is posted. Not broken; he's just forgotten about the safety. And most things else military in his room confuses him now. But he has too much pride to admit that.

Q-mun, thesis didn't go very well.>_< There's less pressure now though (I think) so we can thread if you want, but I still can't catch you guys for a log. m'sorry.~_~]

So Heero and one of the Wufeis are gone. I wonder if they've been sent back to our world...or sent ahead to fight. If this was one of those horror stories they used to tell around camp to pass the time, we'll see them again. On the other side, turned against us.

But this is reality. We'll fight, and we'll either live or die.

[Difficult to Hack]

I don't care either way. Now that Triton's gone, I'm once again just a nameless soldier in the battlefield.

[//Difficult to Hack]

[Private //Unchackable]

Triton's gone. Most people are able to do more because they have something to protect, but I seem to be the opposite. Ater all, with him I gone, I don't even have to fear death. I can work without having to think if what I'm doing is putting our body in danger; can push the limits without having to consider if he will find it difficult to move after the switch.

This...this is what you wanted, isn't it?

[/Private]

[Screeed to Gundam Pilots because he seriously doesn't know who the members of the alliance are//Unhackable]

This is late, but if you insist on keeping information within this Alliance then you have to let me join it. Duo's right; we can't rely too much on these communicators or trust that what we write here are completely screened from them. This is their technology and there is nothing one cannot hack once he has mastered the system. I require a lead to your location however; I'm sure you can come up with something that.

[/Screened]

It can't be helped.

Quatre, we need you.

As soon as you're able.

I should have paid more attention.

I would ask, "What's wrong with me?", but I know.

I know.

As soon as I fix it. It's about time I get serious. I'm sorry.

the Gundam pilots - a wooden carving of the head of their respective Gundams (SD-fied) set on silver chains

Relena (OU) and Noonvale - a flute recording of White Reflection on her PDA

Radical Edward - a taiko Triton found in the music room which he rigged so that the head lights up when hit (he will regret this...)

[He's never met Hilde, I think.]

Thank you, secret admirer, but, uh, I don't really need these many stuffed toys...even my roommate's side of the room has some, and I don't think she's as fond of them as I am.

So, uh, if anyone wants them...

[ooc: Matt's gift for the boys of course. Trowa is a circus brat. Lion stuff toys anyone? And feel free to make a fuss if you want, Wufei though at least it ain't a real lion in the room.

Other gifts will be buried under the stuff toys, to be discovered after Xmas.]

Noonvale, are you still in the clinic? This is Trowa Barton. I'm with Quatre Winner at the park and the searchers have rescued the missing people. Please, hurry to the location with your team and bring plenty of water and provisions.

Ah. My- My head..

Are there--Are there any psychiatrists here? Or anyone at all who knows about

[long pause]

mental illnesses? And--and can...treat them, I mean.

Anyone..?

[ooc: AU!Trowa has split personalities and both sides have randomly decided to be integrated. Since Heero's gone from the room, Wufei (and Ed) will have to baby sit him through this if muns don't mind..? Uh, yeah. More on this later.]

Quatres? Duos? Relenas? Are guys ok?

Better late than never, I suppose.

I wonder if Heero and Wufei will ever return here, or if they've been sent back home...

Triton