MarinaNova Asylum

[If you are on the welcoming committee or want to be or you just want to come and try to snatch a pic-i-nic basket you are welcome! Also, if you are just passing through the dining hall in the educational center and see some activity feel free to get nosy.

There are a few tables filled with baskets, ribbons, and a variety of items.]

(OOC: There's no official list for who is on the welcoming committee and there is no pressure to do it more than once. Feel free to stop by! Tag yourself in mingle-style. Use the invite that went out in the mail to everyone as an excuse if they'd go there, but wouldn't know about it otherwise.)

[Of the punishments Laura could have received, this one was nothing worth mentioning. She had received far worse punishments for failing a mission or a training simulation in the past.]

I have been found guilty of murder. As punishment, I am to complete orders given by three people to assist them in chores. Those who respond will receive assistance, I have no preference of they should be.

[Not necessarily true, but she does not mind doing chores for strangers at this point in time.]

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[ Elena's a bit of everywhere today -- by the kiosk, looking shortly at the frozen banana stand and wondering the lengths of the wardens' troll worthiness, at the library browsing for books and maybe taking another peek at some of the ones Angel had been browsing the other day, and having some lunch to-go at The Bistro.

She has a few things on her mind, but she has a polite smile for anyone and everyone. ]


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[ Guess who's knocking at the door, Damon? Actually, no: Elena's stopping in front of his door, taking a breath, and getting over herself. She's done everything else in lieu of this today: spoke to Veridical, talked to Claire, walked around the dome. How many times has she shown up at Damon's door unannounced now? Is he even home? Just seeing him isn't exactly her reason for today's visit (thought with such wryness to offset her stressed energy) but still. (It's easier thinking through this than the actual reason for her visit.)

She purses her lips, sets her resolve, and walks in. However, she walks in slowly -- listening for movement or sound, her usual surety somewhat muted. ] Damon?

[ Roxy comes onto the screen looking both a little more sober than she has in most network appearances thus far, and REALLY psyched about something. She's flushed and a little breathless and grinning like she can't stop ]

Okay soooooooo I know that Jane Crocker is like the choicest of chicks around here, 'cause who doesn't want some of that sweet sugar, plus she can bake, and is adorable to boot. [ bounce bounce ] But I'm here to announce that as of today she is officially off limits to AAAAAALL of you! Her smooches are for me and me alone!

[ giggle ]

Oh, and if you want the best cocktails this side of the glass that keeps the ocean from crushing us to death, drop by the Blood Shack some night, I make a killer appletini.

[ gringrinbounce ]

[ action | open | noon until three, at the art center ]

[ Art. Okay. Dirk can do that. He's never actually worked with paint before, but how hard can it be?

He's sat in front of a canvas for much of the afternoon, working. At various points throughout the day, his three lovely assistants can also be found posing for him. ]

[ action | closed | 3:30, the dojo at the athletic center ]

[ After taking the time to head home and change out of his paint-stained clothes, Dirk arrives at the dojo right on time to await Sougo. He just hopes it's not too awkward after the whole standing-him-up thing. ]