MarinaNova Asylum

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One. hundred. days.

[ Each word is punctuated, as Reki looks into the feed, incredulous. ]

I'd ask what's going on, but I'm not too sure I want to know...

[ Reki needs her bearings. Looking through the communicator made her tense, and to say that the lack of familiar names and faces "troubled" her is an understatement. But she manages well enough to only show mild annoyance -- a typical day in Marina. ]

Has this happened to anyone yet? No memory of 100 days? I think I might need some explanation.

[ She might have an idea already, but she's here hoping that what she's fearing is wrong, that it truly is a typical day in Marina, that she isn't left behind again. ]


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[ Reki's at the bar of the Devil's Compass -- a half-consumed drink to her right, communicator to the left but within reach, and an ashtray with a gradual growing pile of cigarettes. She's puffing through another stick, looking towards the door at the slightest sound.

Might be the cigarette smoke, might be the light that are mixed with her hopes to see a familiar face, and thus she ends up looking at anyone coming in, an unspoken and friendly "Hey!" in her eyes --

Is it truly a familiar face, or a new one she ends up looking at long enough? ]


(( OOC: I apologize in advance for my slow as I'm in GMT+8, but I'll do my best to make a.c.-worthy threads! ))

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[ The smile is pleasant enough -- whether or not it's familiar matters not. This is just someone wiling away his time. ]

Is it just me, or is the Warden losing its touch?

[ Yes: "Warden", singular. ]


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[ Frankenstein is either in Sector 2, about the Education Center, milling about the halls, trying to see how academic pursuits are going. Later, he will be in Sector 4 at the Bean Crushers with tea, some books on history... and a particularly hefty volume about ramen.

He's not so engrossed in his reading though, and whoever's gaze he casually catches will be met with a polite smile and nod. ]
 

[ zuko's been here for over an hour and he hasn't seen one familiar face – or landmark. what started out as fading back into the crowds that flanked either side of the street in the busiest section of ember island's shopping district after spotting a cluster of soldiers had quickly turned into something else entirely. the people were different, the stores were different, and he was surrounded by water, like he was standing at the bottom of a lake, encased in the relative safety of a waterbender's air bubble.

it was near the library that the treasonous prince finally removed the hood of his cloak, realizing that it didn't matter whether someone saw the scar on his face or not, because scar or no scar, nobody was going to recognize him. wherever he was, it wasn't anywhere near ember island or the fire nation, and he had no idea how he even got here. that bothered him more than anything else. ]

Excuse me. [ he stepped out in front of the next lucky person to pass by the sidewalk leading up to the library's steps. ] What city is this?

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[Yukimura is frowning at everyone. Not that that's any different from anyone else today.] So. Who do I talk to about these charges I seem to have?

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[Yuki wanders throughout the dome most of the day. After finding clothes, he goes to the athletic centre for a workout and spear katas using a long staff. And then sector 0, eating whatever fried food on a stick. Later in the day he can be found brooding on the beach.]

[Hyoga had awakened on the ice. For a moment he had been confused, believing he was back in Siberia and maybe what had happened had been a strange dream.

But this is not the natural ice of his home. It's a rink...for skating. Why would he be here? The device on his face covers his good eye and when he presses one of the buttons it comes on. Hello Criminal is not what he expected to hear.

What is going on? Is this another level of Hell? Hades' last strike against them? Where are the others? Where is his Cloth? He manages to access what seems to be a video phone line? There are people who seemed just as confused as he is. There are others saying it's an accident. He hasn't seen any of the others or Athena and that concerns him even more. He can't sense them, his cosmos feel weak and disrupted.]

I understand that being here may be temporary, but I do not have the time to wait. I need to return to Athena and my fellow Saints. [And Seiya. He needs to know if he lives. His looks calm, but there is a tone of urgency in his voice.] Why have they taken my Cloth? What must I do to have it returned to me?

[Hyoga will be wandering from Sector 3 to Sector 4 and moving on, trying to find anyone he recognizes and getting familiar with the prison.]

[The feed comes on to a silver-haired youth humming quietly as he walks along, fingers poking buttons here and there. Seemingly not all that concerned, despite what he's been told.]

Hm? Oh, hello. How is everyone?

[And the feed turns off after a smile, though more an accident than on purpose. Shiro keeps walking though, the smile slipping just a little before he forces it to return. Just because he shouldn't be here, didn't mean he wouldn't make the best of things. There's no reason to be rude, and the feed returns after a moment and he'd realized it had turned off with his tinkering.]

Oops! Sorry about that!

[OOC: Now in the right comm XD]

[Turning into a horse had definitely been the strangest thing that Tenma had gone through since he’d arrived at Marina. Sadly, he was well aware that strange things were normal in the prison, so he was unsure of what he would go through next.

That morning, the daily message for the Warden that he had gotten so used to hearing had sounded different and strange. It had managed to send him into alert, afraid that something that could endanger the lives of the people there in the prison could happen. So Tenma decided to patrol, see if there was something out of the norm. After all, he was now a member of the Defense Force and that came with responsibilities, right? Even if he hadn’t been told to do anything. Tenma will spend the rest walking through all of the prison, being alert to anything out of the norm.]

[Okay, he's had some coffee and even if his partner and Chief are here, at least they're safe. He felt naked, not having the Driver on him. Or his fedora. One of those he can fix. So off he is to get some clothes. Looking more like he's used to, it's time for some old fashioned legwork.

So he's exploring various sectors and approaching various people to ask them questions about this place.]

Hey, you got a minute? Can I ask you a few questions?

[Alternatively, beautiful ladies might get:] Excuse me, beautiful, could I have a moment of your time?

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[ the best way to deal with finding out vampires are real (and that she was dating one) right before being kidnapped to a prison is to... ask someone what's going on here, despite being told in no uncertain terms. it's somehow still unbelievable.

that's what elena gilbert's doing. she's lost and maybe in a little bit of shock, and it shows: her eyes are constantly moving, taking in her surroundings; she's quiet, opting to listen rather than question, but if someone passes her, chances are you'll find a gentle hand on your arm and an: ] Excuse me, I... Do you know what's going on? [ she's nothing if not dogged after all; didn't she just leave her world questioning and challenging a vampire?

it's funny, how that's a welcome thought to any of this. at least at home, she was home. she had two feet on the ground, even if the world as she knew it was being changed and turned upside down. but it was her world, and she knew it. she knew about vampires, but she knew stefan too. she knew and had her friends, her family - jeremy. the thought of her brother has her throat closing in worry, concern, and longing. (she's so sorry she's not there for him.)

but she can't think of leaving jeremy right now. she has to think about her circumstances. ]


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[ later on, elena is still shaken but she pulls out her communicator with a readying inhale to try to contact someone - because that's the hope she's clinging to, that they might give her answers. ]

I'm told there might be people here like me. [ elena starts this off abruptly, after a moment of fidgeting with the device. it's not a mode of communication she's used to, but then again it's not as if any of this is something she's used to. and she thought vampires were shocking.

anyhow, her brows furrow and she backtracks. ] Not prisoners [ don't even let her get started on that ] but people from my world. I was hoping if anyone I know is here... [ she can't be selfish and yet she wishes for her aunt jenna, for her brother jeremy, for caroline or bonnie or matt. (and despite herself, she misses stefan too.) ] Anyway, I'm Elena. It's... nice to meet all of you. [ not really, but she's polite. ]

[It's been a while since Neil addressed the Network, but here he is, folks, wide-eyed and eager.]

Is this a Visitors' Day? I thought it might be, because there are so many new people, and they haven't said anything about new inmates. I wasn't really sure if you had them here.

If there's anyone here from the City-- or anyone who visited the City, too, or from home, if anyone's come that far-- I'd like to say hello. My name is Neil, I used to run the bookshop called Bilton and Scaggs and I put on plays, from time to time.

[He grins.]

Or if you're new, and you'd like to say hello, that's great too! I hope you enjoy your visit. I know it's an odd place, but it's nice. And if it's anything like this used to be in the City, it shouldn't be long.

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[the video opens to a winning smile from a boy who looks about 13 or 14]

Greetings, fellow inmates!

I've an important question to ask you all. Two, in fact. [he brandishes a smartphone, the screen of which is blank]

First, my phone is in need of sustenance. Does anyone have a Starkphone 3 power cord I could borrow for a time? I'm willing to pay!

Two, what's the Wi-Fi password? Though I suppose I shan't need that if I can't get a power cord.

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[he's poking about section 4, idly fiddling with his communicator while taking in his surroundings. He's wearing his standard costume of tunic and leggings with cowl and hood]

[he comments quietly to seemingly no one] You needn't look so disapproving, the internet can be a very important resource! And what better way to get to know my fellows than ask their help?

[[ooc note: be warned, I may have to do lots of backtagging!]]

[It takes a few moment for the camera to focus. It seems to be moving around a fair amount before it finally settles on the person holding it. It is a young boy, preteen if someone where to try and guess his age range with dark hair hidden by a hat that one might guess looks similar to a cow boy hat. As one familiar with this place might expect, he looks rather alarmed, suspicious. One might go so far to say that he is scared but trying not to show it]

What is this place? How did I get here?

[There is a sound somewhere nearby off camera and his eyes immediately dart in that direction and almost instictively he's grabbing for... something on his person, but it isn't there. He pauses a long moment before looking back]

I don't know how I got here or how they still have technology like this. [He gestures towards the communicator in front of him] But I need to know... are we safe? Are there walkers here?

[This was the important question of the day, especially when someone had taken all of his weapons. There wasn't much he could do without it]