MarinaNova Asylum

|Open Action|

[he emerges from Sector Six a bit worse for the wear, torn and stained clothes and a rather mangled communicator. It took some time and effort to get it working properly after the flood, leaving him lost in the sector for several days - not that it was an entirely unenjoyable experience. In fact, he may have remained there a bit longer than was unavoidable, exploring, and for that reason he's feeling a little bit guilty. His sister Verity surely must have worried... (and it's a strange thing, that every time today he's called her his sister Ikol has expressed irritation and refused - or perhaps been unable - to explain why)

He makes a detour to a clothing store before he heads to their shared apartment, hoping to find something more presentable]


|Closed Action - to Verity Willis|

[now less grubbily attired, he approaches his and Verity's apartment with no small amount of caution - but he puts on a brave face as he opens the door]

Verity! I have returned, most victorious, to tell a wonderful tale as incredible as it is true... of a deep and treacherous wood, great floating rocks, and of perilous danger narrowly yet thoroughly avoided!

[Closed action to Piper]
[The great thing about working with your wife is that when things are slow in the restaurant she's right there to keep things interesting. He steps up behind Piper, slipping his arms around her waist.] Something smells good.

[Closed video to Ianto]
Hey, can we meet up? [He'll bribe with pie if he must.]

[Open action]
[No matter what else is going on in his life his dog, Salty, still needs to take walks so this is a "married" Sam out walking and worrying about his "brother" Ianto's love interest.]


(OOC: Have you ever wanted to be related to a moose? Find out how!)

[After learning over the best way to use the new communicative device over his ear, Conrad believes it is now a good moment to sent out a message to all those within the dome.]

Good day to all those who can possibly hear me. [So far so good. He believes the communication device must be working. Hopefully. Watching someone else use a device like this one is definitely not the same as using it himself, this was definitely a learning process.] My name is Conrart Weller. Conrad will do just as well if you find it difficult to pronounce my first name. I come from somewhere far away as I am certain many of you are as well. I am new to this facility and given device.

[He'd use a pun at this point, but decides against it for the time being.]

I was briefly informed over the reason for having been brought here; however if you wish to offer more information that someone new should know, then it would be a pleasure to hear about it. Although, I do admit...there is a more urgent matter I would like to address more than anything else. [A short pause as he tries to gather his thoughts while he continues to observe his current surroundings.] I am currently searching for someone if there is a way to search for them -- like a list of names -- then I would greatly appreciated the help in finding it. I'm still quite new to these type of devices. A easy to understand explanation over the best way to find it would suffice.

[And with that all said, Conrad decides to end his first conversation here. It's been a while since he has spoken on a phone-like device. Either way, he does know it would be proper to end the conversation with:]

Have a wonderful day.

[The feed ends there.]

[ Perhaps you're a really strong swimmer. Perhaps you've found a canoe to paddle around in, unhooked a door to recreate the ending of Titanic. Perhaps breathing isn't a necessity for you. Perhaps you're already doomed to drown. Whichever your situation, there's one thing for certain.

The rain isn't stopping. ]


((ooc: EVENT POST! Remember that death is, if not permanent, still cause for a punishment! ))

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[One thing Verity knew for sure was the greeting she received when she woke up wasn't a lie. Verity couldn't even say that waking up in prison was the strangest thing that's happened to her since Loki came into her life, in fact, between breaking Sigurd out of Asgard' dungeon and Doom locking Loki away, prisons seemed to be becoming a pretty common thing. Not that that it any easier.

Figuring out the communicator wasn't too difficult, after consulting the map provided she started making her way to one of the clothing stores listed. The jumpsuit at least was a problem she could solve in her own.]

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[Taking advantage of the lush and abundant lifestyle advertised, Verity waited until she had found a bar and a glass of wine before turning on the video feed.]

So did anyone else miss their trial or was that just me?

[She pauses, not sure if she really wants to know the answer to this next question just yet.]

Also does anyone know if someone named Loki is here?