MarinaNova Asylum

Day 393 is here. Can you feel the excitement in the air? The tingle of anticipation. What will you do today? What marvelous tedium will you encounter? What mediocre heights will you achieve?

Or maybe you'll just make a new friend. We have incoming.

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[Closed to Spike]

[Ring ring and all that.]

Are you doing anything tonight?

[ It's a few hours after daypost when a, to some, familiar voice comes over the network. Voice only, this time, very deliberately so. There's been a need for adjustment. ]

Heeeey, so... look who got picked up for a sequel! Yeah yeah, I know... I shouldn't be surprised, what with all this charm and charisma. There's still about a million things I'd rather do than be here, including pulling out every single pube on my balls with a tweezer - no offence, of course. It's not you, it's me. Where was I...

Right! Big guns. Things that go boom. Will settle for something long and sharp, if you know what I'm saying. Any progress on that? It's been like... a while since I asked.

[ Locked to Spider-Man. ]

[ Usually he'd go to Weasel for this sort of thing but of course he's nowhere to be seen so- ]

Hey, Spidey. You around? I have a problem.

[Action ]

[ This is pretty much the worst case scenario and despite the reconciliation with Vanessa, Wade is feeling way too exposed here. He knows what he looks like and maybe she can get drunk enough to love an incestuous pizza face but he has a feeling he won't get as lucky with a dome full of strangers. He needs his suit, but until then he needs a temporary concealment. Back to his roots, to hoodies and balaclavas, one problem at the time.

He stealths through the dome to the best of his abilities, which isn't a lot all things considered. You can't sneak in a bright orange jumpsuit, but he gives it a damn good try, aiming for the nearest clothing store where he can cover the hell up. ]

Video;

[Have that Zero lookalike back on your network, fellow prisoners! He's definitely a little more on the grumpy side than the confused side this time and back in that darned orange jumpsuit.]

Excuse me... I have a few questions for those who have been here longer - though possibly my family that is already here might be able to answer. First: Who comes up with the crimes that we've supposedly committed to end up here? Second: Is it possible to go home, not remember having been here, and to return and suddenly remember again?

[Please tell him he's not the only one. He feels so strange, having been with Ai back home and Kaname otou-sama along with her. Now he's just here again.]

Private to Haruka Kuran, Yuki Kuran and Zero Kiryuu

I apologize for my abrupt disappearance, father... and mother.

[He bows his head a bit, the frown still carved into his face in a thin line where his lips are pressed together in frustration.]

I... I think I remember where mother's shop is? I feel strange. I can't smell anyone but I'm sure you're both still here and Ai and Grandfather as well.

Private to Ai Kuran

Onee-sama, are you well? I'm not sure how long I was gone... I apologize for cutting our view of the sunset short.

[He wanted to stay there with her longer, this Ai that had shorter hair and was still getting to know him.]

I'll try to make it to the apartments soon, unless you'd like to come find me again. I-I've tried but I can't find onee-sama's scent anywhere.

[He smiles a bit, embarrassed at his failure but feeling that that the option of Ai finding him would be very much wanted by him. Any time he could spend with Ai was time he cherished.]

Maybe you could show me around some more.