It was a quiet day. Chaos was going on all around, missions were taking place, things were going on around the ship. Things were going on everywhere around the Shiba mansion, but inside the mansion all was peaceful.

Ryuunosuke hadn't really found a place to work or anything. He was just around and practicing kabuki in the sensoriums when he could. He was trying to find something that he could do.

But right now? Right now he was doing self-training.  He had found some training weapons while back at XiaXing and a couple training weapons at some other dealers. There were also some stands with paper, ink and calligraphy brushes - practice for later perhaps? It wasn't known at the moment.

As the kabuki actor stood, he took the compound bow in hand, arrow in the other. He aimed at the target that was in front of him, ready to take the shot. He then released the arrow.

Jr. had no particular destination in mind before he entered the city. He figured when he got there he would decide whether or not he was more in the mood for a stop by the Drunken Dragon or the Tea House - there were sure to be people in either one of them. Little did the red-head know, however, that he was in for quite a big surprise as he made his way through. He remembered hearing about how these other structures showed up in the city. Seemingly out of nowhere, as if the places were simply cut away from their own universes. Just like his mecha, the E.S. Asher had simply been there, waiting for him in the hangar. Weapons like that he could understand, but why would the ship take buildings? Temples and parks?

A flash of blue caught his eye, and he turned to a building he hadn't noticed before. Or maybe he had noticed it, but it had simply been empty and easily dismissible. It certainly didn't look that way now, and for a moment Jr. just ... stared. Completely baffled by the small, but familiar blue sign next to the entrance. In a bright cyan color read the words "GAME ROOM." Just like...

Just like on the Durandal... There was a moment-- a short, short moment when he figured year right, this place can't be here. But just as quickly, he remembered how many other places showed up out of nowhere. Jr. walked up to the entrance - it felt like such a long time since he saw that sign - it was a strange, bittersweet feeling. Of all the places to show up... And then he opened the door to step inside, and it felt just like home again. This was one of his favorite places to pass the time on his foundation's enormous red (and appropriately named) flagship.

The walls were a light and happy blue, the area itself rather techy and futuristic-looking. Lined along one wall were a few slot machines, and up a small staircase to the right was an oh so familiar rounded poker table. In another corner stood what appeared to be a game. The screen flashing "A.G.W.S. Battle," Jr. recognized it as the 3D versus mecha game he remembered from home. Pretty fun, he thought, and a good way for anybody bored to pass the time if they weren't much into the luck and gambling side of things. Every once in a while a small flicker of light could be seen in the air, like that of a firefly. Environmental Bugs - tiny little nanomachines whose job it was to keep the room in shape.

Jr. walked over to sit in one of the chairs set around the poker table. It felt a little lonely in the silence without any of the troops walking around - so many of them loved coming in here to pass the time with him. And without the 100-Series, who he had taught and had been teaching how to play, they were getting so much better at it, too. He reached down to grab his omnicomm, fingers tapping away as he typed out a quick message. A place like this deserved to feel lively, just like he was used to it being.


[] OOC: Here's a reference post. o/ []

A good number of those affected by the clock had reached childhood, and required supervision. Several of the adults had offered to help, and no one was quite sure anymore who had first suggested it, but it was decided that one night, there should be a sleepover, something fun for the children. The idea had grown; Eva had offered Cassie's house, after getting permission from the other non-deaged resident, Aximili.

In the end, it turned out to be a packed house. There were about twenty children running around, and thankfully, there were five adults and two teenagers supervising. Luckily for Eva, she had made sure to childproof the house the best she could beforehand.

It was going to be needed.

[Planning post is here. HAVE AT. A description of Cassie's house is here, and if you have any questions about it, you can ask Lisa (Eva), Blue (Marco), Cait (Rachel) and Kaylin (Ax). Start up subthreads for stuff, and try not to wreck the place. :D; ]