[A very familiar boy is peering into the video feed. From the irritated expression on his face to the cowlick on the back of his head, there is nothing to show there is anything at all different about Conan today.

Apart, that is, from the fact that this is the very first time in all the months he has lived in Genessia that he has ever been seen without his glasses.

He glares into the camera with a very put out expression.]

Oi! Can someone tell Mom to come out and stop with the prank already?  

And where's Dad? Is he hiding from his publishers again?

[OOC: For the age change event, Conan's mind has reverted to match his age. Meet six-year-old Shinichi Kudo, who thinks he's just been kidnapped as a prank by his parents for a family vacation.  Again.]

[Dairine is less than pleased with the sudden decorations in her new apartment. For one, it sort of took away the fun of decorating herself. Secondly, after multiple years in Cair Paradisa, she had a STRONG aversion towards mysterious Christmas decorations. As beautiful as they could be, they often came with... unpleasant side affects. Especially the mistletoe.

She flicks on the video feed. Behind her there is a view of the apartment's tree... which strangely seems to have a baseball cap near the top.]

This might sound odd, but has anyone noticed weird things going on since the decorations appeared? Like, say, the sudden urge to kiss strangers?

Just want to be sure. [Even though she'll be cautious either way.]

( Closed to Kaitou Kid )

A scrawny-looking old man in a suit greets the camera. No, make that a shivering scrawny-looking old man in a completely soaked black and white suit. Still, despite that, he looks like he's in relatively high spirits; when he speaks, his quiet voice is calm, even slightly amused at the novelty of his situation.

"Well, this is new. I can't say I've been through a kidnapping like this before. Though I'm not sure I buy the part about different worlds. Still, assuming there's anyone listening, I do have a question or two. To start with, what day is it? It's a bit chillier than I expected."

Doubly so for someone in his circumstances; freezing temperatures and wet clothes (especially ones meant for milder weather) do not mix. Maybe he should get inside or find something dry to wear before he gets into serious trouble?

((Prose is my default, but I don't care if you reply in brackets! I can also toss brackets around my narration if prose over the network is a problem?))

Greetings, Genessia. I'm back from the Dream Docks. I had been nervous, given what I'd heard about what happened to others, but my experience...couldn't be happier.

[And she starts going over the details because she's just too happy not to.]

First and foremost, Orphne has succeeded in curing the plague from our clan permanently. With help from her sons, Percival and Brahm, she discovered that the plague was more magical than it was physical. The Plaguebringer had infected the Gladekeeper herself, and so the Gladekeeper's magic that nourished the flora and fauna of our lair became tainted. And that's how our clan became infected, except for Qubine. It could be because he was the strongest warrior...but the founders, Usha and Grim were at equal strength, and yet even they became ill.

[The Fae shakes her head, as this was no time to ponder that mystery.]

Qubine had raised a whole new clan of his own in order to fight the plague, so that's how he became the leader. When the plague was cured, he was more than willing to step down and let the founders resume command, but they refused. They said he should continue leading the clan that he had raised, for it was his clan alone. For that reason, the founders decided that we would share the lair as two separate clans. The founders' clan, the ones that had been infected, was named the Filia clan, meaning 'harmony'. The clan that Qubine had raised was named the Kalma clan, meaning 'survival'. They're both fitting names, I think.

Also, Coco and Kincaid... [She pauses, realizing that she's just throwing names like everyone would know who they were.] That is, my mate and my son have completed their training, battling beasts through various areas of Sornieth. And then I was able to complete my training with my partners, Malus and Amadeus. With the plague gone, I've become stronger than ever. It has been a long time since I have felt this good...

However, because it was all a dream, I would have doubted if any of this had actually happened...but then this happened...

[She uses her long tail to hold the device away from her a bit while she spreads out her wings, showing off some changes in her appearance. Most notably the wavy patterns on her wings and frills, and the icy white streak running down the front of her body from her neck all the way down to the base of her tail.]

Has anything else happened while I was gone? I know Fayren had some chaos...I'm almost afraid to go back there, but it's been my second home in this world, so...I'll have to go back.

[When she does return to Fayren, she'll just take her sweet time, gliding through the air, without the usual soreness and fatigue that she had felt throughout her time of illness.]

So, yeah. It's me again. And it's been about... I want to say 26 days, if we're going by Earth time.

(He has since changed out of his uniform and is wearing a light jacket, navy blue hoodie, white t-shirt underneath, at least this is what would be seen on the video feed. He had quickly begun to dress for the changing weather. Of course, he has a feeling that he will find himself missing the massive amounts of snow he was used to once winter really did settle in.

His expression hasn't changed much since - Mark is a master at taking things in stride. Besides, he's thrilled to know that there is one person he knows here and he seems to be making another new friend, at least.

That thought reminds him to tell Rick about his sort of twin running around.)

So far, so good. I mean a roof over my head and a job. More importantly a purpose - figure out what hell caused my friend and I end up here and how we can get back.

But until we figure that out - guess I'll be your average run of the mill teach. (He shrugs. He is actually not minding the idea. He figures he'll be able to get a few jokes like "You kids, when I was your age I had to walk on Mars uphill, both ways" and "Let me tell you about those Martian street gangs. They completely trashed my rover!")

I wonder if teaching the kids how to make water out of rocket fuel is a bad idea...I mean, I'll obviously test it out on my own first and make sure nothing can go wrong then. It'll come in handy to get it figured out once I get out of here...

If not, once the weather gets better, I'll just teach them out to grow things. I mean - that's sciencey enough and practical to boot...

Oh, and that reminds me...if anyone else is trying to figure this out. Mind sounding out. I think we all need to work together on this one.

[ When the video feed cuts on, the man displayed there looks more than a little confused. He is wearing the necklace that was given to him, or rather that he found whenever he woke up in his little pod, but for all the information the pamphlet and the holo-recording provided to him about his situation, he doesn't appear to have many of his questions answered.

If he'd had a brilliant plan for his first transmission, it was lost somewhere along the activation of the communicator, so he doesn't actually say another for a brief moment. Then, after a clearing of the throat and an adjusting of just how he's holding the thing, he finally cracks a smile, out of the spirit of being friendly if not actually happy. ]

Hello. This is Major Rick Martinez, United States Air Force. I got a lot of information funneled at me when I woke up down in that...holding area, but a lot of it doesn't make any sense.

[ He clears his throat. ]

Anybody out there want to clear some things up for me? I'd really appreciate it. Like...how did I get here? I was on my way to Mars the last time I checked. Lights out, all was nom, then...well...you know the rest.

Huh. They tell us to try these things out, right?

So. I'm Kaito Kuroba. And I guess I'm new here. Not exactly how I was planning on waking up but I guess it beats school and Aoko's mop.

Anyway, I got a question – they tell us to get a job and all, so I don't suppose anyone has any need for an amateur magician? Or knows of any place that does?

I can even do an audition or you or something if you want. I might not have all my equipment, but sort of magician would I be if I couldn't improvise? A pretty bad one, if you ask me.

[After finally waking up at the dream docks Conan had taken a few minutes to sort out his memories. He didn't regret having these memories, but he had to admit it was a little confusing sorting out between Paradisa and Genssia and Beika. But that done, he digs out his communicator and opens a feed.]

So I guess I'm back now. The dream docks are interesting, aren't they?  Does anyone know anything about why they work?  Ah, and I guess I should ask. How long has it been here. Has anything happened?

Oi, Dairine!  Are you still here? I need to talk to you about something.

Who: Dairine Callahan and Conan Edogawa
When: Backdated to August 31
What: Dairine has a surprise gift for Conan.
Where: The K&H Home for Children
Warnings: NA

( Though sometimes not really a sister )

Who: Dairine, Conan, and other residents of K&H Home for Children
When: Backdated to August 6
What: Dairine
Where: The K&H Home for Children
Warnings: Loud obnxious teen before 10 AM

[Dairine is not that much of a morning person, so she doesn't tend to get up terribly early. However, when she wakes up to see the Pokeball waiting for her, she feels a rush of adrenaline and joy. Pokemon were one of the best parts of her stay in Paradisa.

Anyone planning on sleeping in may soon find their rest interrupted by the loud thuds of quick feet running down the hall. Dairine skids to a stop in front of the room Conan is staying in. WHAMWHAMWHAM! He only gets three warning "knocks" on his door before Dairine slams it open in her excitement.]

HEY, CONAN! GUESS WHAT, THERE ARE POKEMON HERE!!

[Action]

[Anyone near the Bay this afternoon is likely to hear shrill shouting coming from inside. The newest arrival had an extremely bad day yesterday, and waking up somewhere other than her bed has sparked a tantrum. Those outside might catch parts of the rant as her voice gets louder. “Powers… if this is another castle… I’ve had enough!!”

Others are welcome to investigate, though it might be wise to approach with caution. Inside they will find a young red-headed girl standing in the water of the Bay. She gestures her arms wildly as she yells, seeming to be focusing her rant towards a silver laptop sitting inside the pod she woke up in.]

[Video]

[After Dairine calmed down enough to read the pamphlet, the video feed switches on. Her expression is still rather cross, but she will try to be civil. After all, she knows the people watching this are probably in the same situation as herself.]

So... “Genessia,” huh? Let me guess: I won’t be able to travel further than a certain distance, certainly not off planet, and there’s no way of telling when I’ll be sent back home. I haven’t noticed anything missing, so there's no obvious arrival fee. Unless it’s a memory… And this... [She taps on the screen.] ...serves as our communication device. Well, I suppose it's a step up from a journal, but I'd still rather not go through this a second time.

[Dairine runs her fingers through her hair absentmindedly.] Ah, while I'm at this... sorry to anyone I might have worried after I arrived. I wasn't exactly pleased with the situation, so I might have made a bit of a scene.

I get most of our situation now, but if there are any details not mentioned in the usual briefings, I wouldn't mind hearing them. There's just one thing I really want to know...

Please tell me time stops back home while we’re here.