MarinaNova Asylum

[Jenna has finally decided to venture out of the apartment on her own since her arrival and subsequent transition.

To say that things have been tough is an understatement, but it could have been so much worse, she knew. Having Elena and Caroline both here to help her, to guide her, to assure her that things would be okay did worlds for her mental health in the days since. Things weren't easy, but they believed in her, and she had to be strong for them too.

Because she was still the adult here. And she was going to fill that role if it killed her. At least now she was strong enough to fill it, even surrounded by all the creatures she'd used to have nightmares about.

Because now? Now she was one, too.

She'll spend most of her time wandering the dome, and can be found near her apartment in Sector 3, the beach or the Memorial Gardens during early afternoon, or at the Blood Shack in the evening.]

[ welcome to elena's room. it's filled with things. and boxes. some things are in some boxes. she's thought twice about making this video, and then thought twice about making it public (klaus) but on her second thought, she decided to stop hiding in the network.

for the most part.

she's sitting cross-legged on her bed, mister teddy junior in her lap. ] It's kind of amazing how much stuff can accumulate here after a month. [ wait. ] More than. [ she puts him in the box. ] Books, clothes... [ her eyes look out to the space of her thoughts for a only a split second ] people, memories.

I know a lot of us are all working to find a way home. [ her included. maybe. ] I guess I was wondering why any of you would want to stay.


& private to zatanna zatara

I think we should keep our conversations private for now. Even if it's just something silly. It's not a good idea for you to have Klaus' attention. Even if Rebekah's already told him... [ she swallows. it may be a desperate, scared attempt to protect her... but elena's willing to be that, do that. being a witch might attract klaus' attention too, without her help, but... the thing that gives her more pause at the moment is jeremy, jenna - how she kept things from them to keep them safe, and it hurt them in the end. (she lost jenna entirely.) so. ] Is that okay?

& private to sam winchester

I wanted to thank you. For the other day. When we were at the library. [ yeah that's all she's got. it's not about the kiss, or the embracing, but it's subtext. he was there for her when she needed somebody, and he listened. wanted to. and it's more than that - the understanding, and the things they confessed...

subtext. ]

elena gilbert l

[ John opens the feed, not all that ready to say anything. He misses phones. The ring gives you time to anticipate, formulate what you want to say. ]

Would you like to have lunch?

jenna sommers l

[ This is easier. It's easier to not have emotions or to just be a dick. ]

How are the adjustments?

[ Prison. Vampirism. Shacking up with your Van-Helsing boy-toy. ]

open action l merlotte's

[ Today, John's spending most of his day here. He finds himself a little hungrier lately and he likes Sam. He also likes Sookie and that other waitress Jessica is not bad to look at. Come to think of it, none of them are. He feels aimless and maybe tomorrow he'll be productive - whatever that means in a place like this.

But, today he's just sitting at the bar. Come chat with him. ]

[She’s breathing hard, strands of her strawberry blonde hair damp and in her face as she the feed starts. Jenna Sommers has most certainly had better days. It's actually somewhat appropriate that it's raining, just to make things that much better.]

This is…-someone needs to tell me what the hell is going on. First there’s vampires, and then there’s possessions, and witches, and…

[She cuts herself off, one hand coming up to her head as if she’s in pain. Her eyes blink rapidly, the light around her to bright to handle. Maybe she has a migraine coming on.]

My…niece called me. Elena. She was terrified. I have to find her.

[But then someone had grabbed her as she’d left the house. She remembered the taste of blood in her mouth. She turns her gaze toward the device, resolved and terrified and angry.]

Why is this happening!? Why can’t you just leave us alone!?