MarinaNova Asylum

[ Monica is perched atop a roof awning, leaning forward, scowling down at the city. She has a sharp piece of wood in her hand, held almost like a sword. She spots somebody -- is it you, perhaps? -- and pounces, arm back to assassinate the poor unfortunate soul who passes by underneath her.

Eyes full of hatred, she stares down at them, piece of wood against their throat. ]

Tell me what you know! [ Her voice is firmer than would be expected of a young woman. This will happen frequently throughout the morning until noon, when this little ... possession thing will dissipate.]

[ video, dated to one PM ]

[ Monica is confused -- rightly so, really -- and holds a broken piece of wood up. There are strange symbols marked in it. ]

I woke up in the streets with this in my hands. Please tell me one of you has some kind of explanation for this.

[ OOC: i am horribly sorry for the unannounced hiatus but i'm back now okay guys lets have fun with monica/if you're so inclined, perhaps an altair or ezio-clone... ]

Um. Hi. I'm Monica, new here. I was wondering if anyone could direct me to a kid named Micah Sanders? If he's here. He was with me last i remember and if he is here -- if you are here -- I'll make sure we stay safe. It sucks to get out of that place just to end up here, I know.

So... Yeah. I'd appreciate any help with that, this place is pretty big to just scope out by myself. [ But she will, dressed in black with her hair up in a ponytail. Run into her, maybe? ]