[voice] So, this is the City's prank on all of us for Halloween. Or maybe its way of throwing a bone to all of us after the rest of the month's curses. Hard to say for sure. Either way, it's quite a...a minimum of decency. Harassing or manhandling the staff will get you asked to leave, permanently. I can't say I'm sorry to see the month end. [ooc: Open for fourth wall day! No holds barred.]

[video] [A little boy with Luck's golden eyes sits at a table at Cassagioso, chin propped in his hand, poking idly at the Network device, probably kicking his feet restlessly under the table.] ....somewhere again without me. Somebody play cards with me? I don't cheat like Keith does. [ooc: Age reversal! Have a tiny!Luck. He's about six, and better at poker than any six-year-old should be.]

[voice] If you aren't a predator, you're prey. It's the way of the world... maybe all worlds. It isn't fair, or right, but the world doesn't care about "fair" or "right." I've known that since I was...is steadier and more controlled when he speaks again.] Everyone should stay clear of me today, until I'm in a better frame of mind. At the moment I can't promise to be responsible for my behavior

[voice] [Cassagioso filter] [The recording begins with a barely-audible sigh.] ...It seems that Claire, Firo, and Mr. Kimblee have all left the City. Unfortunately this means that I'll need...the time. I'll be out on the Range this afternoon if anyone needs me. [ooc: And by "out on the Range" he means "out on the Range setting things on fire ". Open for action if anyone would like.]

[video] [It's a few minutes of midnight and Luck is sitting at the kitchen table in the apartment that he shares with Firo and, lately, Ennis. He's coatless, tie loosened, sitting in the lamplight...count nears twelve, he raises his glass as though in a toast.] Cheers, gentlemen. [He knocks back the contents of the glass and then sets it down on the table, bowing his head with a quiet sigh.]

[voice // failed(?) private] [Luck's voice is, at best, only just recognizable as his; it has a strange hollow, reverberating quality to it.] It's always the same after all... humans, and things...to look a lot like Luck, and since he doesn't do a whole lot else in the anime, a number of viewers mistook him for Luck and thought this meant that Luck was the demon. So for today, he is .]

It's been so long since I last said anything. But I've been feeling poorly. Still I am happy to have come to this place. I am happy to know such people. I am happy to be able to start a new life here...look like Lady Basene/Graendal's. Aion is free to know who she really is. Anyone else needs to ask first please. Anyways, Souvra is back. Sorry it took so long! All replies will be for this disguise.]

[voice] It's been a month since I arrived. Longer than I admit I expected this to last, and if I have to say so I don't think I'm doing badly for myself. It's still very strange, being cut off from... [Cassagioso filter] Mr. Lockon Stratos will be joining us as a server, and learning to help tend bar. Please make sure to show him the ropes. As usual, let me know if any problems come up

[accidental video] [...well, sort of. The video is mostly obscured by the dark blur of some obstruction that lets in a glow of morning light only along the bottom; if you squint, it looks like the recording...comes up, you can contact me over the Network. [ooc: Another genderswitch from the grab bag. Action open to whichever members of Baccano! cast feel the urge to turn up at Luck and Firo's apartment.]

[video feeds flickers on, showing the sheets and pillow of a fancy Victorian-style bed. The camera shifts to display the night sky and an aerial view of the City, moving swiftly under the apparently flying...my bed is kidnapping me. If this is the last thing I write, please remember me... and spread my ashes in the sea. Help! [OOC; b-b-b-backdated cause technically it's 5 minutes into Saturday... ]