MarinaNova Asylum

[Voice;]

Hey, Lotto. Got any food? [Guess who's back and doesn't know just how long it was since the last time.

But at least Generals aren't rampaging around anymore. He thinks.] I'm hungry.

[Action;]

[Hey look, it's Tyki. He got a little acquainted with the place the last time he was here, which to him seems like only yesterday (literally) and is taking another tour with a cigarette crookedly in his mouth. The only difference from the ordinary Tyki Mikk you might be used to is an Exorcist's coat that hangs loosely off his shoulders, missing one button. He's otherwise dressed the same in well tailored pants and a tucked in white button-down, lacking stigmata or amber eyes to those who knew his counterpart's abilities well enough.

Tossing a silver button and catching it with one hand (he never got anyone to sew it back on) he's eying the bakery with a keen eye on the bread loaves. If you don't catch him there then there's great certainty he'll be visiting the Winery or Blood Shack later on, looking for a good drink and curious for company.]

[ Hanging out with Calsprite is the bomb.

But unfortunately it could not last forever. Calsprite seemed to have other business (probably harassing Caliborn, which Dirk 100% endorses), so now Dirk is just. Sort of. Hanging out alone.

And kind of surreptitiously keeping an eye out for familiar faces during this temporary influx. ]

Um... hello? I don't know how long it's been, but I seem to have disappeared from here for a while. I'm sorry for worrying anyone. [She had already been looking over the network.] It seems, though, that I might only be here for today, from what I can tell?

Um. It would be nice to see everyone again. Though, I guess there still isn't anyone here from my home. I would have liked to have introduced my friends to each other.

[A certain Gargoyle had returned again, and he wasn't too pleased about it. Though, honestly, being out in the day time wasn't terrible. It was an adjustment, but it wasn't terrible. So, he was going to take advantage of that. But, the dome wasn't really great for gliding around, since it was hard to get air currents. Gargoyles didn't do well in enclosed spaces for long...]

I am not pleased by whatever the fuck is going on here, and I would like for it to be rectified immediately.

[The look on her face is stern, she ain't playing right now and anyone who gets in her way of getting out is fucked.]

[ Gowron has had the pleasure of keeping his own wardrobe, a traditional Klingon uniform beneath his decorated Chancellor's robe. (See: Grandiose fanart.) However, he has been treated to the welcome message and is - to put it lightly - not pleased with its content. He's incensed, in his viciously calculating way. He growls as he speaks, his nostrils flaring and eyes bulging with the stresses on his syllables, his teeth bared at every pause. He stands his ground proudly in Sector 0, despite the situation. ]

What manner of coward is it that not only takes a man prisoner by such surreptitious means, but refuses to even face him in accusation?

Understand this, bIHnuch: You will not have me captive - show yourselves and face me in battle! You have no comprehension of who it is you have snared. I will not be handed and accept the fate of a petaQ - one of us will meet death before I remain a prisoner. The day is good enough.

[ And a shark's smile punctuates it. ]

Video

[Tiny human-ish yellow creatures weren't exactly subtle to begin with. They were even less subtle when they had discovered the communicator and were curious about how it worked. Which was exactly what Dave had done. He had started it up, before moving to set it on a table so he could look at it. It should be clear now he was wearing overalls with a symbol that looks suspiciously like a "G" on them, black gloves, goggles, and has hair that is neat and parted]

Hello! [The minion waves] Hello!

Be tah me rekan?

[Loosely translates to "what is this place?"]

Action

[Dave, in his wandering, has made it to the convenience store. He's wandering up and down the aisles, clearly not able to reach anything beyond the first few shelves. Not that he's concerned at all. In fact, he sees something he wants and starts climbing up the shelves to get it. Let's hope he doesn't knock them over]