MarinaNova Asylum

[WV figured out how to make calls private JUST FOR YOU, Jack Noir. Don’t you feel special? You should. Because right now there’s a very angry little carapacian face up in your communicator, and it’s not going away.]

Sovereign Slayer!

I have been discouraged from contacting you on multiple occasions—and fine advice that is, as no good can come of such an interaction—however, today I break this promise. I can no longer sit idly by, silent, as you terrorize those whom I care about! Fiend! Monster!

Even with that stolen weapon of yours, you are no more than a despicable coward, and a—a menace to society!

[he pauses to catch his breath, his whole face feeling very warm. Yeah, that’s…. pretty much all that he called to say.]

[WHAT U GONNA DO]

[After the meeting with both Garcia and Reid and then the one with Reid and Komui, Derek needs to work off some of the tension that is quickly building up inside of him. He isn’t used to being unable to act, not just immediately act, but unable to act at all. And with where he left things off back home, he doesn't much care for being unable to take care of and keep safe the people here that he counts as close as family. None of this sits well with him.

He heads for the familiarity of the work-out equipment in the Athletic Complex in Sector One and in sweats and a tank, he gets started on working off some steam. It's a prevention tactic, really. It's this or explode all over someone with everything he has pent up inside of himself. After an hour of lifting weights doesn’t do much of anything for him, he can now be found at a punching bag. He’s wailing on it, each movement vigorous and each punch sharp and hard as if the punching bag itself has personally offended him. He isn’t in the best mind set right now, but anyone is free to see him, find him or contact him and interrupt.]

[ First things first: queue the music. Then proceed to witness how to fail at network settings.

See, the thing about FROTHING RAGE while trying to chase a roiling basketball-sized robot along the corridors of the Education Center is that one's fingers might just not be stable enough to press the right buttons -- ]

OI LYLE!!

[ -- and/or utter sounds that are supposed to be names that might not be recognized by the communicator. The footage shows a green haro rolling and flapping at points to make a turn. ]

Tell your damn robot to give me my smokes back! Damn it, I turn around one minute --

[ And Frederick's tinny voice cuts her off as he flaps in righteous indignation. ]

Smoking! Bad for health! Bad for health!

Don't tell me what to do with my lungs, you little-- !!

[ And the chase is on! The footage goes for a minute or so until Reki realizes her accidental broadcast, makes a "tch!" sound and cuts the feed. ]


(( OOC: Call out/laugh at Reki on her fail and get Frederick's input! Please indicate on the subject line or anywhere in your tag if you want Frederick to respond as well X3 ))
 

[Some time later on in the day, Axel's decided to wander around the dome and check the place out a little more, and to also burn some energy he's had building up in his system. So with Pluto hanging out beside him, he heads for the park in Sector 4. He doesn't have the same Frisbees he had before when he was in Marina, but he's still manage to pick up a generic circular one to bring along for Pluto to play with.

So, settled up beside a tree, he tosses the toy out through the air which Pluto gladly runs after at top speed, later hopping in the air to catch and bring back to Axel.

... He's got a lot of his mind, so maybe this should clear things up.]