[ Fumbling. Wait, a button got pushed-- ]

[ Falling. A flash of the sky, a blurry figure, then nothing. ]

[ Well, nothing visual, anyway. ]

Shhhit.

Oh my.

[The screen flicks on. There's no panicking, no yelling. No anger or fear. The smiling face on screen, if anything, looks calm. Calm, but with growing excitement, in the back of those brilliant purple eyes]

Well. I did just turn my paper work in for this years paid vacation. I wish I'd known it was going to be to another dimension, I completely forgot to fill out that section.

Bureaucracy can be so complicated.

[A brief tug at his tie to straighten it, a glance off towards the sound of a bus. Something flies past in the sky just behind him, its seven gleaming, insect like wings humming sweetly.]

But! What a lovely city you have here! And my, what a lovely greeting. The cave was beautiful, the water level perfect. The brain pod I awoke in was warm and accommodating, and the lovely holographic woman had such a soothing, sonorous voice. I'm very impressed, and it's only been ten minutes. Does this dimension have a yelp page?

Five stars!

[Meanwhile, Cecil is of course, still at the bay. Even when he's not in Nightvale, and technically on vacation, he's still working. A passerby makes it a point to skirt nervously around a small team of spiders collecting under a maple sapling, one of the arachnids furiously gesturing and calling out in a tiny voice, the language unknown.

A single leaf is starting to turn a brilliant, solid chartreuse as Cecil pauses under the tree, ignoring the hum of the seven winged dragonfly that just lighted on that color shifting leaf not too far from his head.]

Oh! The dining district isn't too far away at all, I wonder if I have the funds for a food tour...

To those who know the Doctor--and particularly this one--it's probably no surprise he's already on the move by the time he actually tries talking to someone on that phone, obviously wandering/exploring the city, by the way the background moves behind him.

"Hello, lovely holographic welcome wagon you've got, very informative, except not actually, leaves a few important questions unanswered, well, all of the important ones, really, in particular, it says 'kidnapped,' well, it happens I don't generally kidnap that easily, raises some questions, that. All the obvious ones, and, which of you know something more about it?"

He raises his eyebrows (such as they are) at the camera as though prompting anyone watching to go ahead and not be shy, smiling harmlessly. Either someone would answer with something helpful, or no one would, which would be informative, in itself; the automated gas defense that a sonic scan had revealed in the holoprojector had dissuaded him from trying to hack it, but had also raised his suspicions just a bit.

"Don't hesitate to give me a ring, might just be I can help, sort of a thing I do."

He smiles a little more at that, and clicks off.




Meanwhile, of course, anyone who happens to be in the streets of Genessia might have a chance to stumble across the fellow in the Victorian coat and bow tie, looking around like he's expecting to find... something, possibly many somethings, seemingly walking aimlessly but at quite a brisk pace. He very might well approach, though, if he spots something interestingly out-of-place or suggesting access to useful information or okay let's be honest just anything strange or interesting at all might grab his attention, at least for a moment...

[Have a grinning like an idiot Pond, her sunglasses pushed up into her hair.]

"He's here. Guess that's another plate to set!"

[Yes, she was just presuming they'd all know or figure out who "he" was.]

[Puts on the necklace and tucked the folder in her coat pocket]

Just where the hell am I? What kind of sick joke is this?

Not that I wanted to be home anyway.

Someone better explain why I'm here and why I suddenly need a job and a place to stay after a month.

I do apologize for my recent absence, but have been rather preoccupied with overseeing the art installation now covering much of the museum's grounds. I'm afraid it only looks like lightbulbs on the end of sticks in daylight. But at dusk the majesty shows itself. I would encourage others to see it for themselves now that it is ready.

On a smaller, more personal note, the Dracula Simia has come into full bloom. I am told they do not like full sunlight, are symbiotic in nature, and difficult to grow. I do not know if this is true. The woman that owns this establishment has informed me that it is not a good idea to keep such a fragile flower outside, for Attelon weather is known to shift dramatically with little warning.

( TW: character death, fatal illness )

[ AUDIO ]

[the voice is that of a young man, tone on the low end of tenor. he sounds resigned, almost bored]

Uh. Hey. Other "real" people.

Just how free are these apartments they're givin' us, anyway? What's the catch?

[Jack appears on the network with a smile and a wink. Anyone who knows him might notice he's looking a bit tired but anyone else will see the charming Captain at full bore.]

Good evening people. I find myself in need of a job. If anyone needs a hand in security or customer service let me know and I am at your service. I also make a mean drink and have a decent voice if you need a singer. Just ping my device and ask for Captain Jack Harkness.

So, after some... Conversations I've overheard I got a question for you lot. And it's okay cause like, kids need to learn stuff. So asking questions are good.

[Their tone of voice is so not serious, Chara isn't expecting anyone to give a real answer to this question. And those who do? Well they'll be people they'll want to get to know.]

So like. What is the most horrible thing you ever did and didn't feel bad about? Spare no details and hey maybe I'll tell you all my answer.

Being a burden to Sans, in any capacity, is the last thing on earth Ted wants to do. However, hiding the truth wasn't much better. "What they don't know won't hurt them" is a superficially true, if amoral maxim. But Ted's very insistent, overactive conscience wouldn't let this go on indefinitely. He has a burning need to apologize, and that overpowered the contrary desire to make Sans as pleased and happy as he could, if only because Ted didn't quite allow those things last time.

Still, even if they've forgotten, that's not quite the same as forgiving, is it? Reluctantly, he rang up Sans. He hopes he's doing the right thing.

"Sans? Hello? It's, ah, me. Ted, I mean. Are you, ah, settling in all right? Got a decent place to stay?"

He'd go on with meaningless small talk for a while.

"Sorry to bother you like this, Sans, but may we talk, for a while? There's something I've been meaning to tell you. It's not...quite pleasant, but I think it's necessary. I won't insist on it of course, but if you've time enough..."

He trailed off. He'd be genuinely surprised to be refused; after all. he'd never known Sans to deny permission for anything.

[Ey, is the voice of that weird person who asked about who could pick locks right upon a rival. Scott’s using video this time, so you can see that he’s also rather weird looking teen. He’s wearing a visor and a blue and black uniform that leaves little to the imagination.]

I wanted to thank all the people who offered to help me when I first arrived, I really appreciated it. My name is Scott summers, nice to meet you properly.

I’m afraid I have yet another request, is anybody a fashion assistant? I need new clothes. [As if that weren’t obvious. It occur to Scott a second later that this sounds as if he doesn’t know how to dress himself. Which is technically true.]

Due to my eye condition, I’m color blind. I know the different colors and their names but I can't see them. I need help so I don't clash or make a color pairing mistake.

This is how you use this thing right? I've...never really seen a device like this before. But it seems pretty simple, I guess.

Anyway, my name is Skyler. I just arrived here. I was going to find this place the newcomers sleep in, but I thought that maybe I could learn a little more by asking here.

I was just wondering if anyone had any advice for new arrivals. Thanks.

Uh, bye.