[It's raining outside. After such a long, hot and dry summer, you'd think that most would be thankful for a week of rain, but apparently not Lin.

For one reason or another, the lawyer is outside in the rain and fog, sitting down where the vegetable patch she's been helping to grow with Alma is. And as if the rain were somehow not good for them, she's covered up the plants in the garden with the blankets and sheets from her bed. On a small patch where her blankets don't quite reach, she's placed her thick winter coat on the soil. Under her coat there appears to be some cylindrical object, about a foot tall.

She's kneeling in the dirt, wearing nothing but a shirt and her mini skirt, shivering.]

Hey! Does anyone have any extra blankets?!

-Alma, come down here, quick!

[The PDA was dropped, activating, as Raven startled. She's out somewhere from the apartment, looks like near the town square. Amidst the clatter as the device is dropped, it's seen that Raven is wide-eyed, a short cry escaping her. Her attention is taken past the device, and she raises her hand, dark energy curling around it.]

No...don't tell me she brought you here...

[Another not-quite-whimpering noise, Raven releasing the energy and the sound of something crumbling and destruction, before she turns--fleeing and leaving the device behind.]

OOC: By the way, feel free--around Mid-morning when this happens--to have your character feel a sudden surge of panic and fear. Raven isn't meaning to, but she's projecting with her Empathy. ^^

Hm.

After the attack, I hope everyone is recovering well. It seems were safe now. From attack at least.

[He's totally done a quick scout out with clones-- but he's not going to mention that so publicly. The fact that he's posting about it-- and about this is enough. At least for him.]

[Filtered from Sasuke.]

It's Sasuke's birthday today.

I was thinking of something simple. I realise food needs to be rationed now.

[But this is sort of important to him.]

This evening, if you're interested. I thought we could meet in the kitchen. It's a surprise, of course. I'll invite Sasuke up later.

[Private to Sasuke.]

Would you like to train this morning?

[She's more or less built herself a tiny battle layout on her floor, peering down at it. The incoming soldiers are random pieces of material.]

Forgive me this authority, but I've a plan, should you wish to follow it. [she clears her throat.] I'm schooled in war, even if I cannot fight. 

I told this to my lord Yukio, and I think it's our best chance. In this case straight out battle is useless to us, we don't have the numbers to break them. What we do have is our reputation to think of. And what they want. Which is simple, they're only human, men who want to go home to their families, to their women and children, to warm beds, and they already think we're monsters, else they would think this --  [a rather short gesture out the window, and there's a sneer in her words] -- was necessary. 

So use it against them, make them believe we really are inhuman. The fog's with us. Already they are out of their element they cannot see us properly, as well it muffles our movements. And scared because of how unsettling this place, but we know the lay of the land and can trap them. Those of you with above human abilities, go in first, do not put yourself directly in their line of fire by any means, you're useless if you get killed. But do things to divide them, separate them and make sure it's huge, flashy. At the very best they will run, because they do not want to be here. They will run all the way back to their city. 

If not, if they really mean to stay here and kill, at the very least they will become skittish. Enough of it should in time give them want to divide, which case those of you who are not so showy... I'd suggest you pick them off one by one. I know it's not honourable, but we really don't have time for those sort of things. 

... [she's just cold.] Lastly, show mercy if you wish too, at the very least we can use hostages to negotiate a peace. So perhaps takes prisoners if you can without personal risk.  But remember this, they don't want to show you mercy at all, they want to drive us from this place. Damned it might be, but this is our city, it is our home, and if any of you die, for any stupid heroics when you could be doing something far more useful, I will never forgive you, do you understand? 

I think that is everything I can think of. Any further questions, see my lord Yukio or myself. 

[SENT LATER]

I'll be on the roof, with my lord Yukio. Please relay to me any position or if you need any assistance, I'll be keeping a eye on all. [because you're her people.]

[Yukio's standing on top of the apartment building, peering through the fog in Credinta's direction with a worried expression. The wind is blowing his hair into his eyes, but he's too focused on what he's looking at to pay his growing locks much attention.]

Everyone. There are soldiers coming into the city.

[ The feed is turned on to a close-up of a charcoal eye and some black hair for a moment until Obito realizes the device is doing something and pulls back to reveal his face. His expression is something of a mix of fear and anger. He blinks one eye in confusion, the other seeming to be perpetually closed, and tilts the PDA this way and that. ]

How is this supposed to communicate? I don't— [ He cuts himself off with a defeated sigh, lowering the PDA and finally keeping it still. ] Well, whatever. Guess it doesn't matter.

You know, this isn't what I imagined the afterlife to look like. What the hell did I do to end up in— in Hell!? I did all kinds of good stuff, I even saved that idiot Kakashi's ass! This is unfair!

[ He starts tearing up and ducks his head to hide it, muttering. ]

All I wanted was to spend more time with everyone... Damn— [ The feed abruptly cuts off. ]

[The video begins with Lin down on all fours in a patch of dirt, her bare knees and palms caked with sod. The video must have started when she threw the PDA down on the ground. Next to her is an iron bucket, and in front of her, a hole about a foot deep. Her nails are black with mud, and she is... digging for something.]

Where is it?!

[She begins to look more frantically, throwing dirt and grass around until her clothes have been dusted with a fine layer of black.]

Where - is - it?!

[She lets out a frustrated little scream and punches the earth she had been digging in. After taking a few angry breaths, she covers her face with her hands. She sighs, and when he hands slide away from her cheeks, her face is filthy.

It's then she catches her PDA recording, and her frown intensifies.]

S-Stupid thing! Who said you could film me?!

[She tosses the PDA across the dirt.]

[Alma's out by the side of the apartment building this morning, carefully examining the mud provided by yesterday's rain. Anyone who's been around long enough will recognize the spot as the location of last year's kinda-almost-successful garden.]

Is it warm enough to start planting again? [Because Alma thinks it's pretty hot. :|] I think we can do better this year.

[She's in the Church, only familiar thing really to her, and it's so very accidental, but she's just... staring listlessly at the alter, fingers fiddling with her device. Looking but not really seeing. It's meant to be private, but she's just not concentrating at all. Usually, she'd rather die then let people see weakness like this, but it's such an old fear and frustration that she hardly even stops to wipe away tears, let alone think. Not that she cried for much more then frustration most times, and certainly not since she lost the war with Mary of Guise.

This was frustration, and a great deal of fear too.

At the very least she's manages enough to make sure Lin can't see this, she refuses to give the woman that satisfaction most of all, and she wished she could slap her again. Nor does she even know how to ask this question, so she's just blunt about it.]

Tell me, when I return, if I ever leave this cursed, wretched place, am I to be executed? Is that why everyone remembers me so much? 

[it clicks off]