MarinaNova Asylum

[ First, the video, locked to Jane Crocker and Jake English. She's... obviously kind of definitely tipsy, if not a teeny bit drunk. Looks like someone found one of the places that serves alcohol. ]

HAAAAAAAY, crazy kids, there is glitter chalk out here! It's awesome! Come deface shit with me!

[ She blows a kiss and cuts the feed. Hopefully she's outside either the old apartment or the new one... ]


[ And, for the rest of Marina, outside one of the apartment buildings, having commandeered two buckets of chalk (just in case), there is a slightly drunk 15-year-old blonde girl drawing wizards and strange-looking kittens all over the sidewalk. There has been heavy use of glitter chalk in this art, and it's already smudged all over her.

She's friendly! Come join her in non-permanently defacing her surroundings! ]

[A bump. the feed flickering on to the sound of an alarm clock that blasts across the network. Through the side of the screen a lump stirs beneath a pile of thick blankets, while a hand reaches blindly out to grope for the offensive device beside the comm. Fingers miss, though, and instead circle around the device.

Sleepy-eyed and groggy, a short haired brunette finally emerges from the cocoon of warmth. Hair in disarray Yuuki rubs her eyes, entirely dazed. A wide yawn reveals the sharp point of her fangs glinting dangerously in the dim light of the room. Even with thick curtains, it doesn't keep all the daylight from her sneaking through the window.

For a moment, she blindly fiddles with the device, turning it around in her hand a couple times, before she realizes that the alarm wont shut off. Eyes cracking, she blurring stares down at the camera in confusion, before slow understanding dawns.]

... It's too early for this.

[With a thump, she collapses back into her pillow, one hand reaching out to slam the off button on her true alarm clock. For a moment, there's nothing, before she groans into her sheets.]

I hate waking up.

(ooc: Backdated just a little earlier in the day, but not much)

[ A century of sleeping habits is hard to break and although Spike's been up hassling newcomers for a while, he doesn't actually step outside until late afternoon. The artificial sun hasn't lost its novelty and as much as he'd prefer the real deal, he still got a few blood substitutes to drink his way through. Besides, he picked up some off-brand Weetabix. It'd be a shame to skip on breakfast.

Feel free to bump into him on the way to, in or on the way from Sector 5, or anywhere in Sector 0! He'll be nursing a cup of blood in the most provocative way one can have breakfast and spend a couple of hours Slayer stalking people watching. ]