MarinaNova Asylum

((OOC: This call is made at the end of this thread -- warnings for violence and some blood!))

I need help. [ The boy is still trying to catch his breath, but he sounds more angry than panicked. (He is a good actor, sometimes.) ] This guy got beat up... he looks pretty bad. I don't wanna move him. I'm not a doctor.

[ Pant pant... oh, people should probably know where he is, huh? ] I'm in Sector —damn, which one is this?— ...sector 3. Baths. Someone bring... I dunno, stretcher, medic, healer whatever, just do it fast!

I'll wait outside. Can't miss me. [ Not with his spiky hair and disheveled clothes. He's been tossed around a bit, but he's fine. Especially compared to Rion. He probably shouldn't just leave him unattended, but he doesn't know first aid of this caliber, he has no supplies, and he knows better than to move someone who's had their head nearly smashed in.

So Touma will just stand outside the bathhouse, hands on his knees, and flag down anyone who passes by whether or not they look like they could help, with a "Hey! Over here!" ]

[ Yes, this is Elena Gilbert with a purse slung over a shoulder and a few paper bags in her hands, right outside Damon's door. She's quite adamant about the fact this is something she should do rather than it's something she wants to do: which is stop by Damon's apartment on the way home to Caroline in order to share some of the blood bags she took from the store this morning.

Oddly enough, the early bird does get the worm, and no one's caught her shopping the blood supply yet.

She doesn't pause for longer than a look at the door to rearrange the bags in her hands. Why should she? She walks in, unannounced and completely unashamed, heading towards the kitchen as if she owns the place. Chances Damon is still asleep? High. Chances Damon is taking a leisurely bath? Somewhat high. Chances Damon is lurking about her presence right now? It's something she counts on, at this point.

She starts rummaging through a bag. ]

[ there's a small, somewhat fond smile on atton's face when it finally materializes on the screen -- but, if you look carefully, there's a drink in his hand. behind him: a dimly lit room, a somewhat jazzy tune floating through the air. yeah. he could get used to this. ]

Better than most of the cantina dives I've been too-- could use some decent booze, like say-- some juma? But, hey! I won't complain.

[ taking a moment to take a gulp out of the glass-- smirking slightly at the taste because wow that is some bitter whiskey. he likes it though. pretty decent drink. ]

Anyway, I figured this would be a pretty decent way to meet the people I've been talkin' to over the commlink. How do you guys feel about knockin' back a few together?

Anyone else is welcome to join in too-- more the merrier, right?

[ one, last final flash of a grin-- an almost sarcastic dip of his head and a tip of his glass before the transmission clicks off. ]

[ among the many things bruce banner had not expected to find in an underwater prison was the presence of a pet store. or, more accurately, a pet....orgy, for lack of better words. cats, dogs, birds, squirrels...and is that a turtle with a duck head waddling its way across the grass?

ask him later and he'll claim it was all in the name of Science, but somehow, bruce manages to find himself in the middle of a group of overly excited domesticated animals, a very fuzzy turtleduck chick held carefully in his hands.

if you know what the thing is, you might want to explain it to him, otherwise that perplexed look isn't going to go away any time soon. ]

[The feed clicks on, and Eddie is staring a little doubtfully at the steak and beer that have been set in front of him. They need to be careful now--cautious. They've alerted their prey in their early rage, and until they get their full strength back, they need to lay low. Peter Parker isn't the only one who can hide in plain sight. He's wearing an orange jump-suit, like all the other prisoners. It's not real clothing though--his Other is quite useful.]

...Was kinda freaked out, wakin' up, findin' out I was in prison. But then they're givin' me steak? Beer? Can't figure out if I'm dreamin' or this is just... weird.

Keep thinkin' if I roll with it, it won't sink in. [He sighs, grabbing a knife and a fork.] Anyone feel like dinner?

((OOC: Eddie can be found at the Sizzle and Sear, in Sector 2. He will not be showing the symbiote unless you really, really tick him off, so even if it appears in some of his icons, try to ignore it! <3))