[Lyle is wandering around the grocery store. He was picking up some more food since they were running low at the house. He was also looking to see if he could find something that he'd be able to make for dinner some night. It was only fair he did some of the cooking as well.]

[Frederick is following along behind him. Lyle rounds a corner to find something and Frederick runs into a bucket trying to catch up with him. Frederick flaps at the "offending" bucket and rolls to catch up to Lyle]

Be careful there.

[Eridan puts on his communicator looking absolutely like he's in an awful mood right now -- His horrific nightmares due to lack of sopor slime to sleep in have finally gotten to the point where they keep him repeatedly waking up covered in sweat when he attempts to get some rest. The flat, human beds here were incredibly uncomfortable to the aquatic troll who was used to sleeping in slime and he spent most of his time tossing and turning feeling more like he was Equius every goddamn moment. He had even thought of getting a towel at one point! What has this place made him become...

-- Of course, the very idea that he could just request his recuperacoon to sleep in was so below him! This was a prison, he wasn't about to request anything from Acumen when he was keeping Eridan there in the first place, so fuck that. Fuck that so hard, Eridan wasn't about to take the easy way out.]

Do you land dwellers ever do anything else but complain and whine? Even Acumen doesn't want to listen to it and he's the one keeping us here as prisoners, why the fuck would you think anyone else would want to? With that in mind how about you all just shut the fuck up for once and realize who gives a fuck that Acumen won't talk to any of you now? I wasn't even talking to him in the first place! You're all lucky I don't have my rifleKind on me or I would already be culling most of you insignificant air breathers so there wouldn't be so goddamn many of you!

[... So, who wants to throw Eridan into a recuperacoon?]

[Tamaki is at the butterfly pavillion right now, just watching the scenery and thinking about his plans for the Host Club. First and formost, he'd have to get more members. With so many girls in the prison just three hosts just wouldn't do.]

Hello, denizens of Marina Asylum. My name is Tamaki Suoh, and I am the soon to be king of Marina's first Host Club, a club dedicated to entertaining women in our free time. If you recall I sent out invitations to join me for a meeting pertaining to this, however I fell ill and was unable to hold it. I am sorry to those of you who were interested in attending.

I hope that there will be many of you interested in joining this club and helping me in my mission to make the lovely maidens here happy. If you wish to join please tell me or come join me under the butterfly pavillion where we may talk.

Wha-

[Hello Marina, have one extremely offended pint-sized dragon.]

Prison?! You gotta be kidding me! I ain't no criminal! I didn't even commit any of those crimes you got listed! Well I did kinda break the Great Stone Dragon but that ain't the point! And I ain't assaulted nobody. 'n fact, I oughta be gettin' a medal. Bitin' butts is unhygenic and nasty.

[Scowls.] Mulan better not be doin' anything stupid without me. That girl's gonna get herself sliced in half if she ain't careful.

And what's this thing on my head? A spoon?

((OOC: SO LATE. OTL We'll say that he was curled up in a ball with a massive headache yesterday, so this is his first day fully awake and out and about.))