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[The face on screen looks awfully cheerful despite being very clearly new. A little pale, maybe. A little monochrome with his dark hair, dark eyes, and dark suit, the only splash of color being the ruby stickpin in his tie. But cheeful.]

I have been thinking lately that I need a bit of a vacation from my brothers, actually, so I suppose this place happened just in time. There's only so many attempts of fratricide one can sit through before it becomes dreadfully old.

[...well. Cheerfully sarcastic?]

Now, I've gotten the run down of the situation from the lovely young thing in dire need of a sense of humor, and I've even picked up some of those nice little pamphlets. But if any of you darlings would be kind enough to show me your favorite places as I learn the lay of the land it would be much appreciated.

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Good morning! I'm terribly sorry about the situation at home, I hope your family situation improves. Distance makes the heart grow fonder.

[That is not sarcasm, like at all. It's genuine, heartfelt sympathy and hope! Off kilter but at least it's real!]

I would show you all my favorite places here, but you have a map in that pamphlet. It's essentially a birds eye view of my favorite place here.

[Cecil.]

[What sort of pure niceness even is this, it's fucking weird.]

The only way our "family situation" might improve is if Hell freezes over. And frankly, even that may not work.

I much prefer having someone along that knows their way around rather than risk getting terribly turned around and lost, but if you're worried about stranger danger then I'll hardly twist your arm over it. What place is that exactly, luv?

The universe is a place of endless possibilities and outcomes with continuously branching alternative endings, so I'm sure, somewhere, Hell has frozen over and everyone is getting along great.

Well there can't be any stranger danger if there's no strangers! I really do try not to make anyone a stranger.

Do you want me to come over? Genessia is twice as good with company!

Ahaha, suppose siblings aren't all they're cracked up to be eh? Sorry to hear that just the same. Well, at least it's inspired boredom rather than contempt. What could one do to make them so angry? Didn't cheat them out of an inheritance like Esau or anything, eh?

Well, you're already in the best city. And my favorite place depends on the weather and your appetite for danger. What's your name, by the way?

I haven't the faintest idea as to why they loathe me so, but I imagine it may have something to do with the fact I no longer kneel and grovel as I used to. Prideful pricks, you see. It's quite a shame.

[...give him a moment, though. He has to think about this, because he's only just realizing that wait, that's right. No one here actually KNOWS his name like back in London.]

[...ain't that a fucking relief.]

You can call me Belinger.

First fratricide, now wrath and pride over insufficient genuflection? Goodness; what chaotic kinship could inspire such bloody blood relations?

[It sounds weird, much like how Ted talks. He tries, and fails, to resist the obvious joke. Morbidity feeds into his need for comedic relief, no matter how awful.]

May I?

Daddy didn't hug any of them enough as children.

[Belial. But whether that's serious or just him being an ass, that...seems to be where he wants to leave the rest of that conversation for now.]

Yes. Yes you may. I always thought it sounded like a rather nice name actually. Do you not agree?

Goodness; I'd no idea that was so crucial to child development.

[He needs to read some psychology books, and hug every child he meets. For their own good.]

Hah, it'd be strange if you didn't. Well Mr. Bellinger, if you aren't already engaged, I'd be happy to show you a place of particular significance.

[My, now isn't this an interesting one. Lydia's grinning a bit at the whole thing, stretching and just leaning over her rather boring chair. Just ignore the black... smoke, maybe, floating in the air far above her in the background.]

Depends on what you're interested in, doesn't it, darling? Though Everglade is more of my regular haunt than anything else, though people aren't taking too kindly to me lately for various reasons. Oh well, their loss~ The forest should be avoided unless you want to come visit little ol' me, but not recommended as my brother and I... don't have a show set up quite yet.

Edited (I can't grammar today) 2018-04-11 19:58 (UTC)

[Well now. It's difficult to say what has his interest first - it's hard to ignore the smoke, which earns a cursory glance, and a brief mental note to investigate whether that means an arcane presence or demonic.]

[And then that's it, black gaze flicking back to the woman seated on screen with an appreciate eye and a hand going over his heart.]

My dear, that you would deny me the chance to meet someone so lovely in person is, quite frankly, hurtful.

[Note to self: check out this Everglade forest as soon as the opportunity presents itself.]

[To be fair, the smoke is... basically obscuring whatever roof might be in the place, it's just that thick. But she's raising a brow slowly at that commentary, how... interesting. Even as she's just sort of glancing off to the side nearest a wall and allowing a little bit of new black to present itself to curl around her fingers before going to join the rest of that blackness.]

It's certainly not hard to find me, though things are... a little rough around the edges here still. I had a few ideas and shows lined up but now that my darling brother is here with me now, things had to be... changed... to accompany a second person instead of just the one.

But if you're fond of games of chance or morality, we certainly wouldn't turn away a visitor to our lovely Wonderland.

[...that earns a raised brow, actually, as he seems to lean back where he's sitting, considering.]

Chance or morality, is it?

I've never been much for gambling, truth be told. But I'll admit that I'm curious about what sort of game you actually have going.

[Oh, someone actually asking the smart question, intriguing.]

I've never once lied about what sorts of games we have here, it just depends on how far someone is willing to go for the prize they may seek. We just facilitate the methods to get it and supply the item or idea they want for their prize.

Nothing more, nothing less~ [She's lying through her teeth, but details.]

Edited (Wrong word derp) 2018-05-08 00:11 (UTC)

[Dark suits are fashionable. So are dark metal frames, Kay thinks. And this new person seems to be taking things pretty well, considering the situation.]

Yours sounds like a very...lively family. Certainly not boring.

I'm fond of the hooting range but I don't think most peopel would agree with me.

[Oh Kay, if you knew the things this man has seen. Of course...talking robots aren't one of those things. But to his credit, he only looks startled for a moment before he shrugs it off. Of all the sci-fi bullshit-]

Lively is a word, yes.

Now, I've never much been fond of guns myself, but I do have a very dear friend that is quite good with them. It can't hurt to know where that is on the chance she ever happens to stumble in after me.

[Mostly so she can put a bullet in something that isn't him.]

[They coudl trade stories, Kay has seen plenty of weird stuff travelling the galaxy and living here.]

Is there a reason why they want you dead? Or it's just competitiveness?

Oh in that case I'll send you the coordinated in case your friends shows up. We also have Malls, movie theatre, restaurants, a beach, a coliseum to fight...that kind of things.

It's sort of the thing where I come from. Survival of the fit, might makes right, so on and so forth. They're all basically savages with their heads suck firmly up their arses.

[Can't you just feel that brotherly love.]

[Hey, that mention of a movie theatre perks him right up, though.]

What sorts of movies are playing here these days? Don't suppose there would be anything similar to what's playing in London, or anything starring a young and beautiful Ursula Andress?

My galaxy is, or was when I lived there, at war and it's also like that on some planets. People fighting among each other to survive. Really sad, if you ask me.

[Oh yes, he can. Very lovely, Belial.]

Ah, I'm afraid I've never been in London, nor I've seen anything about miss. Ursula Andress. You can probably check the movies using the communicator.

And we have a subarchway that leads to Paris, France I know it's not like London but I've heard it's a popular location as well for those who come from the planet Earth.

[Ten can agree if this means what he thinks he means - but The Doctor isn't concerned about his own life being in danger at this point. The real question is - what are you?]

Well - the Bright Sky Diner in Genessia is quite lovely.

Buuuuuut - I'm also partial to the candy shop.

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