MarinaNova Asylum

[ elena is neither bright-eyed nor bushy-tailed this morning. on the contrary, she’s shaken, unspeakably confused, and even a bit angry. her brown eyes convey that much, though she’s taken some time to look around and calm down -- but only comparatively. ] Look, I’ve heard the message, and the charges against me or whatever. [ she looks off the side, incredulous -- and frankly in shock. ] So, this is an underwater- [ wow she can’t even get ‘prison’ out. saying it makes it real or her crazy, right? ]

You know, let’s just start with: Hey, I’m Elena, and is this some horrible dream?


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[ elena doesn't know where else to go. she woke up on the ground in the middle of a park, knowing she wasn't anywhere she should be even before her crimes were being listed off from some foreign device in her ear. she'd flinched and pulled it off, looking at the communicator in her hands, her heart starting to speed in her chest. she took a look around: at the benches, the trees, the shops, and the impossibly high dome ceiling.

now she's up, walking around the so far empty block in a daze. is this damon? she thinks -- or stefan? where is he? she'd can't yet grasp the reality of the situation, struggling to reconcile it with what she knows: vampires.

she stops at the storefront, and the smell of coffee, drawn like a beacon to some activity -- and where people would go, right? she walks inside, her eyes widening at the bots behind the counter. ]

ooc: catch elena oh-so-politely trying to talk to the bots at bean crushers or run into her on the street!

Good morning, inmates. Today is day [ 306 ] of the first generation. The weather scheduled for today is [ overcast with scattered showers in the afternoon ].


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.

Have a nice day.

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

(OOC: Kiosk requests will be handled by Conscienti unless otherwise requested! Mail submissions go here! )

[Nico jerks awake with a gasp. He can still see Reyna and Coach Hedge staring at him. Horrified. He'd finally found something good, someone he could trust, and he'd ruined it. More memories pile on top of that one, crowding in and overlapping. His head pounds.

He feels so tired. Bone deep, drop dead exhausted. He could sleep some more. He could sleep for days. A part of him is afraid if he lets himself drift off, he really will sleep for days. Besides, he should let Percy know where his end of the quest stands.]

[ video | private to Percy ]

Percy, we need to talk.

[ action | open ]

[He shuffles out out of the apartment and into the world. He's blearily thankful that the weather is overcast, though he still feels it's too bright.

Eventually he makes it into a restaurant and grabs food. Not just a single piece of fruit that he'll only eat half of, or a cup of coffee, but a bagel and an egg and hell, why not hashbrowns? He takes it all to a table, and he goes to sit. And misses the chair. Or rather, he falls right through the chair.]