[color=ff69b4]"Hai, hai! Thanks for your support everybody! I love you all!" [/color]

Like a true idol, "[i]Hime#[/i]" called out to her cheering fans, giving them all one last flamboyant wink before exiting the stage. The crowds roared with renewed vigor as the girl basically waltzed off the stage. She had just finished the last song of the three month long tour, but there were no hints of exhaustion on her expression. After all, she was doing it for her fans. She was their Christmas Angel. [color=ff69b4][s]Disgusting.[/s][/color] With one final wave, the idol vanished back-stage. 

Eventually, another person walked out of the staff-only door. Her posture slouched, and an annoyed scowl on their face. Few of the staff that still lingered gave the figure suspicious glances, but it wasted no time in going past them and settling into a small nondescript sedan parked a few blocks away. Sometimes, even it was surprised as how much a change of expression changed how people saw you. Rolling her eyes at the thought, she scowled.

[color=ff69b4]"Plebs."[/color]

With another pain in the ass tour in the bank, Himeno Lockhart emerged from her cheerful prison and made her way home. It was pretty amazing how much people were willing to pay to watch a girl make a fool of herself on stage. Fortunately for her sanity, she had the money to bury herself under her blanket in her favorite frozen room for another couple of months. Fortunately, the last stop had been close to home, so the girl didn't have to listen to crappy Christmas jingles for too long. Of course, the sombre news of a dead NERVE operative was equally dreadful, but the girl soon wiped both from her memory.

[color=ff69b4]"I'm home!"[/color] She called out with a grin, causing the house to rouse from its long slumber, thanks to the wonders of technology. The air-conditioning set itself to a chilly zero degrees and the various screens scattered about displayed lifeless static. After making herself comfortable - huddled under her blanket with a bag of chips, several liters of iced tea and music blasting from her massive headphones - Himeno smiled. [color=ff69b4][i]Now, let's see who's here.[/i][/color]

[b]WELCOME TO THE GARDEN OF THE [i]Graveyard[/i][/b]
[quote]> run iNNdaHAUS.bat _
> connect halo _
> HANDSHAKING...[/quote]
As a special holiday favor, she decided to opt out of the token attempt to mine the server for data. Had to make sure that Keeper stayed on her toes.

[b]CHAT_ROOM3 / WELCOME[/b]
[quote]
Welcome to HACKERS.CHATROOM
> Please choose a name: _
> Thank you[/quote]