MarinaNova Asylum

You must all be feeling extremely refreshed after getting all those feelings of yours out into the open. Organics are so messy. On the bright side, that makes today the perfect day to get to know some new inmates. Do try to play well together. Oh yes, and it's Day 341, sunny and mild.

(OOC: Kiosk requests will be handled by Veridical unless otherwise requested. Warden request post | Mail submissions)

[GREETINGS, EXALTED ONE --

the young man who comes into focus as the video feed clicks on exudes an aura of calm and clarity more than anything else, apparently unperturbed by the bizarre circumstances in which he's found himself -- or maybe just used to dealing with the like. he looks directly into the camera as though trying to meet the eyes of whoever's watching. the wardens, he assumes (or hopes). it's his best guess without the force to guide him, and that's something he's trying not to dwell on.]

I've had worse welcomes, but I would've preferred getting this one face to face. Your offer is a gracious one, but I'm afraid I can't take you up on it. [as justified as it is. but instead of articulating that, he just raises his eyebrows with faint amusement.] The rest of my natural life has already been spoken for, you see. But please -- allow me the honor of a personal audience with you. I'm sure we'd be able to work things out once we have a chance to talk.

[he believes it about as much as he'd believed jabba would show them mercy, but he has to try. even if he didn't want to avoid a fight anyway, his odds without his lightsaber or the force aren't promising.]

(ooc | for an action option, anyone can find him near the beach -- he'll probably be watching the ocean in utter awe.)

[the video feed cuts on to show a determined looking redhead standing on the beach. she doesn't hesitate once audio connects and it's clear, if only by the way she holds herself, that neither unfamiliar technology or being randomly abducted to some ridiculous "prison" intimidate her very much. when she speaks, she somehow manages to sound authoritative, friendly, and irritable all in one. what can she say? she has skills.]

So hi there. My name's Charlie Bradbury and, to totes state the obvious, I'm new. Any chance someone who hasn't drank the Kool-Aid want to help a girl out and offer up the 411 on what's being done to blow this crapshoot? That'd be super.

[the next bit is private to sam and dean winchester and protected via charlie's own (albeit quickly tossed together) encryption protocol; charlie's neutral expression immediately becomes a grin and she waves almost perkily at the feed.]

Miss me, bitches?

[ooc: if anyone wants to meet charlie face-to-face instead, she'll be near the beach area unless they icly discuss meeting elsewhere.]