MarinaNova Asylum

No longer your prison.

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January 24th, 2013


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[ caroline's on her device and she looks a little disheveled and not so happy. somebody had a canon update up to season four end of episode two and isn't happy about it.]

Is it normal to just wake up with just... new memories? Like things that hadn't happened to you yet but then... it's like they just...did? It's like I went home but I'm still here.


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We need to talk about this. And I have something for you.


[private to klaus]

You. We need to talk. [ and she might kick your ass.]
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Day 203 [Action| Open]

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[After finally getting settled enough to no longer fear getting jumped for merely being seen outside, Enma had been spending the day running through Marina, gathering a bunch of little odds-and-ends things. A stack of random books from the library, some used horseshoes, and other things of different sizes and weights. Once gathered, he tried to discretely make his way to a little nook of sector 4... of course he was naturally about as discrete as a bull in a china-shop, but still, he tried.

Once he had set everything up around him, a little brownish red flame flickered to life on his forehead. He started to make little general motions with his hands towards the objects, and one by one they began to float up and around, mimicking the motions of Enma's hands. Eventually, when Enma had all the objects rotating and turning around in the air he decided to see how much he could push his powers. It was admittedly much more difficult without the ring, but it would be best if he knew what his limit was.

It took a moment, but soon his own feet lift off the ground. He smiled to himself, content to play with the floating objects for as long as he could keep it up.

However, unknown to him, he had overextended his power just a bit, slightly affecting things or people out of his line of sight- but the closer one got, the more likely he or she was to suddenly start to float.
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