MarinaNova Asylum

[Good morning, Marina! There stands before you a very pale, very tall, very naked man. He appears to be quite pissed off as well.]

Bill, if this is your way of leveling the playing field, I'm unamused, but I can understand why you'd feel the need to get me out of the way. At least you've a chance now. In theory.


[ooc: Despite the fact I will be using some icons with fangs, he is not fangy today. It's part of his power reduction. Don't worry, after the first day I'm sure he'll pop his fangs out from time to time for everyone to see.]

[ The face on the feed might be familiar to some, accompanied with an equally familiar airy voice. To others, don’t worry, there are plenty of oddities to marvel at and comment on, such as pointed ears or the drooping arch of her antenna that protrude out from underneath them.

Judith’s expression is a bit faraway as she tries to get her bearings, head tilted up to study the sky – almost as if listening for something that no one else can hear. After a moment: ]

My, this is unusual.

[ She’s referring, of course, to the bright orange jumpsuit. It’s noticeably loose in most places, but rather snug at the bust line. At any rate, guess who’s not used to wearing pants? The feed jostles when she stumbles a little on the hem, and then she rights herself without turning a hair. ]

I wonder if this means I’ve been extra naughty… [ Wonder on that, Marina. Judith gives a winning smile as she continues, ] Would anyone like to lend me their clothes?