MarinaNova Asylum

Good morning, inmates. Today is day [ 219 ] of the first generation. The weather scheduled for today is [ warm with scattered clouds ].

New inmates will be arriving in the facility shortly. Please be aware of this disturbance as you go about your day and help them get started on their [ rehabilitation ]. We value your cooperation.

[Mail delivery of the day: Postcard for Lacus Clyne from Sougo Okita ]

Have a nice day.

[ And like always, we end this message with a jaunty tune! You're welcome. ]

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Well, that was unexpected.

[ the very confident and ultimately extremely british voice sounds rather less frightened than it likely should, considering the person attached to it just got told she's in prison for the rest of her life. helen's not really buying that. let them try to keep her here. ]

I have to say -- [ she raises her voice just slightly, as though speaking to the communicator isn't enough. she'd like to catch the attention of the "wardens," if possible. ] -- I usually favor face-to-face discussions, like civilized adults. None of this "enjoy your stay" from afar.

[ she supposes it could be worse. she could be stuck in a prison with addison. she pauses for a moment to internally shudder at that. dear god, if addison's here, she'll probably throw something.

at some point she'll drop the bite to her voice, but that point isn't right now. ]

I suppose the term "extenuating circumstances" means little to you. Allow me to let you in on a little secret: the last time someone tried to hold me hostage against my will, a friend and I blew them up. I'd rather not have the same happen here.

[ and with that, she cuts the communication. bait set. time to see who bites. ]

[Have a very angry looking Mal. He figures this is all Alliance tricks. Maybe drugs. He's not sure. But the tech definitely seems Alliance. Except for when he steps out and realizes he's underwater. That's pretty new, but he won't let them know how unsettling the whole thing is.]
Clearly I ain't dead, and I ain't dreamin' because I never seen orange in this color. Thought you took yer criminals an' stuck 'em in mines or other hard labor colonies. Hell, even if you did want me in prison, I seem to remember grey bein' a favorite color? 'Least that's what the good Doctor says.

But I suppose y'all are pleased to get him and his sister back. My only question is where's my coat. I know you had to take the gun away, but I want the coat back. And the pants too preferably. And if you just let me know where they are, and where Serenity is, I'll be on my way with my crew.

[The feed opens up to Rebekah inside of her apartment. It looks cleaner than last time, probably because she had Oz over to help her the day before. In any case when she speaks she tries to keep her voice even -- nonchalant even.]

Is it time for new arrivals already? Seems to have come quicker than usual. [Maybe because she had been hoping to see a familiar face or two -- hoping that maybe one of her brothers would resurface or Quinn that she wouldn't be alone.

But that didn't happen. She isn't that lucky.

Which leads her to her next statement.]

Now that my place is clean again it's easier to see how empty it is with only me in it. Perhaps I should look for someplace smaller. [Which is her way of subtly saying Niklaus and Kol are gone now.

She doesn't linger on the message after that, turning the feed off.]