You want to change?

[Libby's comm catches a few shots of the ceiling as she clutches it in mild panic, utters a rather masculine yelp and tumbles from her infirmary bed.]

Ow! I'm really going to feel that later...

[She turns her comm towards her, to film, when she notices that it's on. Might as well, right? She just would have made an entry later. And right now...she looks like Hurley, and she's rubbing the hip she landed on. She already knows who she's become--she doesn't need a mirror, it's fairly obvious by itself. So she's smiling.]

Mozenrath? This is Libby. I need to know whether or not you've been affected, so get back to me, okay? Also: Martha, Morgan, Billy, West...if you remember anything, Ruby, Sam, Jack, Desmond--how are you guys faring?

[She prods at her stomach quickly, feeling for the area where her her abdomen should still be healing, and then turns to reassure the doctor closest to her, whoever that is.]

I'm fine, the wounds are gone! Just banged my hip.


[OOC: The Jack she's talking to is Jack Shephard, and she thinks that should be obvious. Ditto to Sam Tyler.]

I don't remember booking a cruise...

I mean, my room is nice, and the service here seems great--I'm not complaining. I just really don't remember a thing, not even my own name. Judging from all the other entries here, nobody does. I think I'd be worried if I had even the slightest clue to go by.

And I think whoever stayed in this room before me left some personal belongings by mistake, because there's a picture of a guy I've never even met before on the bedside stand. It's even framed, so it must be pretty important to whoever forgot it.

Is anyone missing a photo of a rather large man with curly hair? He's kind of cute

Ruby, hon, are you okay? Please reply to me as soon as you see this.

Soubi, meet me outside my room. I have something for you.

And you, Saxon...you're next on my list. Don't worry. I'm going to make you better than you could ever hope to be alone.


((OOC: Libby was never forced into the mental hospital, never met Hurley, and never crashed on the Island. Instead, she threw herself into her work and was killed when she succeeded in "improving" one of her test subjects and they subconsciously wished her dead. She died of a massive stroke.

Sheep, feel free to have Soubi spam showing up at her door in the comments to this entry. It's just her making her mark on him as his "master." He'll get to be her attendant in the first log I put up. :3))