[ The feed begins with a German phrase that the Tone translates as "Jesus fuck all" and the crack of a shot being fired. Hobnails on concrete follow, accompanied by a rather murderous string of curses. ]

[WHO] Rose and Iceland [WHERE] Iceland and Hungary's house. [ABOUT] Rosie pays a surprise visit to Iceland that quickly spirals into disaster. [WARNINGS] A lot of angst on Rose's...off knowing. After what felt like a short walk, the blond was at the front door of Iceland's house. Putting on that ever cute smile of hers, she knocked on the door and waited for someone to answer

[ On the Wednesday after the Masquerade, Chez Prussia is empty. The apartment, occupied for less than a year, sits above the shop in the northwestern district, locked and shut and back to the way it was... 'Veta! We've got one of those winter box things now. [ Just so you all know, air conditioning is new to him. He's never really thought about why the cinema stayed cool. ] [[ OOC : Come visit! ]

[WHO] Rose , Open to all [WHERE] On the street outside of De Capo's. [ABOUT] Rose returns! Although she's not quite the Rose people remember. (It's a bit tl;dr, sorry!) [WARNINGS] TBA....likely that someone who knew Rose may recognize the woman babbling incoherently on the asphalt is her. That signature white eye-patch covering her right eye is visible without all that hair in the way

[WHO] Iceland and Rose [WHERE] The Baroque'n Violin [ABOUT] Rose brings Iceland a fan and he took her out for dinner in return. After this thread. Backdated like craaaazy. ...the companion of a book and a cup of coffee during some days in an erratic fashion. He sat down in silence, certain that the blonde girl would do the same, and rolled up his sleeves unconsciously.

[WHO] Alexander , Allen , Lavi , Matthew , and anyone else who wants to help or is passing through. [WHERE] Ice-cream parlor, near the Hotel Mezzo [ABOUT] Individuals...permanently amused air. Smile real and without tire, he idly tapped his foot, now in a sandal as opposed to his usual converse, and proceeded with the mental battle of choosing Rocky Road or Sherbet.

[ Prussia shows up on the Tone looking vaguely thoughtful and completely soaked , clothes and all. It's definitely hot for him too, but he's hiding it behind the usual giant smirk. ] Don't bother tryin' to jump in that fountain in Sinfonia. It don't really do anythin' worthwhile.

[ Guess who had mild and still a bit cold summers back home, Elegy? And wasn't built for the heat? This is what happened when you put a Nordic in a heatstroke. Something fall down and hit the Tone,... ] This is why I prefer winter. [ Insert disapproving noises here and some incomprehensible complaining, and you can see him shuffling uneasily before the feed times out. ] [[ooc: Placeholder on tags. ]]

[ A high, childlike male voice can be heard; the speaker has a very calm tone, and yet sounds just a little, slightly irritated and maybe a somewhat threatening. ] Ah, how interesting! And what a very...not mind~ [ the way he's speaking, it's like he's saying and even if you do mind, you will provide an explanation and we'll have a talk. ]  We do not want, mn, any unnecessary trouble, yes?

[Matthew has gotten himself a small cake and some candles from some restaurant or bakery. (I'm just going to assume the city has some place that sells cake.) And now he's brought it to the park, located...me to hurry up so he can eat. He never did see the point of the candles or the song... [Staring at the candle flame, Matthew sighs heavily.] I really hope he's doing okay on his own....