[Video]

[Hey look at that, an unfamiliar curly-haired man in a very... er, colorful coat is beaming at you from your communicators.]

Hello! I just wanted to try and reach out to whoever pulled me here, and ask you very kindly to just pop me back where I came from, please. I was in the middle of something rather... delicate, you see, and I really need to get back to help my friends.

[Pause, the smile drops.]

And before anyone who did not pull me here says anything... I am well aware that this probably isn't going to work. I just thought I'd try it. For fun.

[The last word is actually kind of snarled, and the video ends immediately.]

[Action]

[The Doctor is standing by the hologram as the woman gives her speech, and he's paying attention to it, he really is... but he's also bent forward slightly, inspecting the stand she's being projected from with great interest. He's not touching it at all; in fact, his hands are tucked into the pockets of his black-and-yellow striped pants. But he's certainly looking at it very carefully--for booby traps, perhaps?

When the hologram reaches the part about the anti-tampering precautions, he straightens up with a disgruntled look on his face.]

Hmph!

[He pulls his hands from his pockets and crosses his arms over his chest as he remarks to no one in particular,] Some people are just so mistrustful, honestly.

Goodness, these will be strange questions to ask one after another, but...

Beginning light. I'm quite interested in buying some property and starting an art collection. Would anyone know which city would be safest for that? Owning art makes one a target for thieves, but I'm not sure which of the cities has the lowest crime rate...

And does anyone here paint?

[He pauses, as if considering that he might end the video there. It would be ideal to just come off as an art lover, but there's a slightly more pressing matter. It's the reason why Eliot is wrapped in thick blankets and wearing coats at the same time.]

... It's also snowing. I need to work hard to maintain my business. Umm. Anyone interested in being a branch manager? [Okay, that's not actually the solution that he's needing to ask for.

Eliot is freezing, because his vampire body doesn't regulate his own body temperature very well. He's been fine during the warmer seasons, but all of this snow is pushing his limits. It's just not easy to ask for living blood. He knows he'll just get directed to a blood bank or artificial maker.]

And sooo. I'm also... uhh. As a vampire, in the winter, with it snowing all of the time... That is... [There's another pause, before he gives up entirely.] I need warm winter clothes~. Does anyone want to go shopping with me?

 [Video]
[A somewhat familiar face, withered as a mummy's and eyeless  makes a sudden reappearance on people's device screens. Save for the eerie blue shine of the camera eye that serves as his vision, Davros is framed in near complete darkness. Only the faint outline of cables all around him and the occasional whirl of machines in the background would indicated that he is not outdoors.]  

[ Sebastian isn't really sure he understands what is happening despite having watched the entire hologram tutorial. Which, to be honest, was kind of cool, but he just woke in another world so far from what he would call home or normal. New York can get pretty crazy sometimes, maybe more eccentric and unique than crazy, but his is surreal.

He's still standing next to the hologram tutorial, sort of stunned and uncertain. ]

Uh...hi. My name is Sebastian. I just arrived.

[ He's starting to freak out a little and it's a bit difficult to breathe so he's clutching everything he found with him to his chest and sort of looking around. ]

Um...I'm not really...is this place real? I'm-I'm lost. I don't know what I'm-I need to call my father.

[Hey it's that young woman from back in October, she's looking a bit less pale compared to her last broadcast, and judging by what can be seen of the background of where she's at?

She's currently in some public space. The Genessia Library, perhaps, or maybe some place in Everglade. Either way she's not living la vida hobo.]

I honestly don't see the appeal in elections, especially when it comes to a place where we're all here against our will.

[But no use dwelling on that, she'll just not vote, as she gives a little shrug.]

Different topic, since I've never had anything about politics end well for me. Tell me about weird things from your home worlds? Or, ah, I don't know. A story, tell me a story. I'm bored.

[At least she's upfront about it???]