MarinaNova Asylum

[Private to the Defense Force]
Lacus informed me I took the vote. [She questions your decision-making skills...and is also flattered in a tsun way.]

( Seeking sector team captains, investigation/research members/leaders, and telepaths/empaths )

[Public]
The Defense Force is aware of the situation with the glitches, but not necessarily the full extent. If you find something odd—odd for this place—call dispatch and report it. We can't necessarily stop it from happening, but the more information we have the better.

[Oh, and she should probably...] Also, I'm the new head of the Force. If you've been wanting to join, let me know.

On a more personal note, is anyone here a metalsmith, alchemist, reality bender? Really anyone who can do impressive things with metal with the abilities and resources you have here. [Someone has been rebuilding her claws and needs assistance.]

(OOC: I am working on OOC organization for the DF too! But I wanted to get some things worked out ICly first.)

[Today was as good a day as any for a walk, no? However, Jane wasn't taking a walk alone today--she had an orange cat with her this time. An orange cat with a collar and a long leash, which looked just a little bit strange, but she had wanted to avoid chasing a cat around the entire dome, if possible. It helped that she had spent a few days in the pet cafe before deciding to adopt a pet, so the cat was at least somewhat used to her.

Every now and then she would stop and either take a break or play with her new companion, although if anyone was paying close enough attention they might notice that she was keeping her distance from anywhere that looked even slightly associated with the Defence Force. Funny, that.

Still, if you have ever wanted to catch her in a good mood or even with a smile on her face, now was the time. Not to mention that the cat was curious enough to just trot right up to people...]

[The explosions are nearly simultaneous, rocking Sector 0 in the dead of the night, detonating precisely away from everyone.

The first explosion, by a fraction of a second, occurs out of the blue next to the bot charging station, a pipe bomb appearing out of thin air to detonate at the door into which bots disappear and reappear.

The second explosion occurs in a like manner, the bomb's twin appearing next to the other major building's door.

Seemingly unrelated, from the height of the speaker island, a teenage girl clad in a somber-colored outfit surveys the damage as the smoke clears.

Where at least a dent should be expected, nothing. Aside from one blast damaging a nearby cabbage cart and its produce, and the scorch marks left on the ground, nothing at all. The buildings themselves are completely unaffected as if they were never touched at all.

A slight frown creases her face, accompanied by only the slightest bit of vocalization.] Tch.

[Just like that, she disappears, reappearing away from the blasts on the ground next to a falafel stand, her clothes entirely different – a simple blouse and jeans instead of the outfit vaguely resembling a sailor uniform - in a flash of purple light if anyone were to see her. Calmly she turns to walk back to Sector 4, her apartment awaiting.]

( To tear down those walls )

[Even now, the artificial day long ended, Homura stalks through the dome, seeming utterly out of place as a solitary, otherwise inconspicuous young teenage girl at the hour. Every now and then she'll duck into an unoccupied building or shop, weighing her options as she studies comparable pieces of metal that might have the necessary strength for her project. But she only looks long and hard when it seems like no one else is watching her, bot or inmate alike.]

[A young teenage girl with long dark hair appears on the network dressed in the compulsory jumpsuit, her face rather well composed for someone who just turned up in a prison on another planet of all places. Maybe she's really not disturbed. Or maybe she's just really good at hiding it. But she's certainly hiding any hint of emotions about it.]

I'm going to go ahead and guess that no one knows a way out of here.

[She pauses, closing her eyes briefly, taking a breath in and releasing it. Her violet eyes reopen.]

My name is Homura Akemi. I'm looking for a Madoka Kaname. If anyone has any information on her presence here or otherwise, please let me know. Your help is most appreciated. [She gives a curt bow.]

[With those few words, the video ends. The less she has to worry about unnecessary, uninformative chatter at the moment, the better.]

((OOC: Going to be slow, it's my final week here.))