[it has taken her a while to write this, but write this she must. She is determined that this... date with her... with Hector... will be the best he's ever been on. Only she hasn't done anything romantic in almost a hundred years. So if this is what she needs to do, this is what she needs to do]

I need everyone's best advice for dating again after a long time not having anything to do with it. Any thought or helpful suggestion will be welcomed, for, at least in this. I'm out of my depth.


[she sends this out and then scribbles out a post script just in case]

Unless you are a Doctor or Ted.


[and then, because it occurs to her]

Did anyone else's [oh, what is the word]thingies die yesterday?

[Carver, in his typical black jacket and suits gives a quiet wave. Hi.] I've been deputized now in Genessia. My partner isn't here, so I can't really work in Everglade.

[A GRUMPY FROWN.] Not that being chained to a desk is better. [POUTING AT YOU SATOU. ALL YOUR FAULT :( Even if he appreciates the trust and job!!]

People are always looking for their friends and family for home, you've probably even seen the newspaper ads. And while the directory can tell you who's here when you first arrive, it doesn't always let your friends know you've arrived, so I know some people just kind of watch the network like hawks, and get annoyed with it.

So I'm going to compile a reverse directory. However this place works, usually it seems to take people with some connection to each other. It might not be useful, I get that. But this way if someone you really miss shows up, you can get an alert and drop everything to meet them. It'll be the bee's knees. [ :| Who SAYS that?] I'd also like some volunteers to help get new people situated personally, rather than just holograms and pamphlets. It can help to have, even if not a familiar face, someone who knows the same things, time periods, worlds, magic, or whatever.

Okay that's it. Deputy Carver over and out.

Who: 10th Doctor + Torchwood employees (Gwen, Rose, Jack, Nikola, Doctor 11, Doctor 6, Kioshi)
What: Papyrus and Darc getting introduced to Torchwood
When: 4/6
Where: Torchwood in Everglade
Warnings:

( Late late for an important date )

[The view might yaw around slightly, showing the interior of the entrance to the Bay, before it focuses on a handsome fellow with a 500 watr grin and blue eyes like the heart of a heart of a star.]

You'd think someone who's used as many different communication gadgets over so many ages would figure out a new one easily. [Said playfully, even teasingly.]

Hello there, good people of Genessia! Captain Jack Harkness, at yer service, though I've a few questions to ask as I sally forth: Most importantly, does anyone know if man who calls himself the Doctor has been hanging his coat here?

And less importantly, what's the best place to meet folks for a few drinks and maybe a bit more? [Said with his most charming smile.]

[ VIDEO ]

[ Upset? Sheryl wasn't upset. In truth, 'upset' would not begin to describe what she is feeling. She was furious, as she doesn't take to kindly to people who kidnap her. That is probably why it took a while before she was in the right mood to finally test the communicators.

When the video turns on, you will see a shot of Sheryl's annoyed face with a harried-looking hologram behind her. Sheryl raised one hand to show the camera a ball of crumpled up brochures.

Did these people just expect Sheryl Nome to roll over and accept it like they were entitled to herself and her freedom? That was unacceptable. Sheryl Nome followed no ones terms but her own. ]

To the people who thought they could contain me, you are all cowards. I don't need your false hospitality or your games.

I am Sheryl Nome and I live by no other rules but mine. For now, I hope we have an understanding.

[ ACTION ]

[ Despite her brave declaration, Sheryl was actually more afraid than she was letting on. Grace had always helped her through whenever she bravely charged one --- but now, she was truly alone. However, her pride would never allow her to become weak at this kind of pressure.

While she was not to keen about accepting help from her captors, she was still in need of information to better understand the situation in the perspective of fellow victims.

She approaches someone and will smile, looking much kinder than the persona on the video ... ]

Hello, do you have a moment?

[There's a metal trash can on the screen and screaming exterimate over and over. While shooting a laser at a certain lanky Doctor with red sandshoes. Who is running - running for his life. Literally! He's not dying again from a Dalek. Once was too much. Ten's face pops onto the feed with the chaos in back happening]

This is The Doctor. If you see one of these creatures. They're called Daleks. Run! Just run from them. Thar made of dalekanium - thar only weak point is the -


[Feed goes fuzzy; in other words, the comm device got shot but don't worry, Ten is alright - for now]


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Who: 10th Doctor and Alice
What: Adventure and tea time
When: Today
Where: Queen's Castle
Warnings:
Notes:

( Another Rabbit Hole )

The flyers had gone up a couple of days ago, all over every city, and even posted on the network, advertising a party at a location through a subarchway in Nova City, a place just labeled LUX. Adding to the mystery is the fact that the party is hosted by a man named Lucifer Morningstar.

Following the instructions in the flyer leads to a subarchway to Los Angeles, which contains a building, the lower level of which is a nightclub. The entrance door leads to a platform overlooking the club's floor, which is reached by a set of stairs. The whole interior has an industrial look to it, including the well-stocked bar. Anyone who's uncertain about where they've found themselves can see a sign with the club's name by the bar.

The host himself flits around the room, mingling at the bar, moving from guest to guest, even sitting at the piano to play and sing. When he's not performing, there's music coming from the speakers, for anyone who might want to dance.

There's no cover charge, and not even a charge for drinks from the bar. This is just a social opportunity. Come on over and have some fun!

[ooc: There's also an elevator off of the entrance platform, with nothing marked on it that says where it goes. It leads to the penthouse. Let me know if your character sneaks up there.]

[The feed shows a rather upset looking young man - with a rather impressive set of horns. He adjusts the device, not accustomed to such technological knick-knacks. The Genessia Commonplace's entrance is behind him. His voice is low and rough.]

What the hell is going on here? I didn't risk everything to save the world, just to end up being abducted to another one! My people - ...Ugh, damn it! [Sighs. His draconic left hand reaches over to touch a mark on his right shoulder.]

Well if we're stuck here, like that illusion woman said, then I might as well fight alongside you. I'm Darc, King of the Deimos. If there's a way to release us from this "Genessia", then I'll help find it. But I'm not here to make friends! So don't count on it!

If there's anyone else from my world, especially Deimos, then say so.

Who: Alice Liddell and YOU
What: Alice is running a high fever, and gets the bright idea that playing out in the cold will help cool her down. This is clearly a terrible idea
When: Throughout the week
Where: Fayren
Warnings: None at the moment

( Skinny dip in rabbit holes for fun )

Who: 10 and Raven (Open to Martha, Jack, Rose, Leela, Six, Gwen, Lucifer, Eleven and Thirteen)
What: Bar shenanigans
When: Happy Hour
Where: Jack's Bar and Karaoke Club
Warnings: Update as needed
Notes:

( A Time Lord steps into a bar and - time keeps looping and there's a never ending happy hour )

It seems that January 1st is the beginning of a new year here as it is back home. I was not able to wish anyone a merry solstice and happy Yule, but I would like to wish all of you a very happy new year. May good fortune and even greater health befall you and yours.

Also... [Aurora turned and gave a knowing, if somewhat disapproving look towards her parliament of owls that are smart enough to look bashful.] I must deeply apologize as I find myself in excess of cloaks and coats and scarves that are most certainly not mine and I believe were taken by my feathery friends.

If you are missing a coat, scarf, or cloak, please let me know and I will have one of my owls return it to you and you have my sincerest apologies for causing you any discomfort this winter.

If you are informed of your future and it is...unfortunate...do you ignore it or try to change it? [He has more or less made his decision, but he is open to the opinions of others.]

Furthermore, do you believe anyone can change for the better? Are some beyond redemption?

[Also, who decides such things? He wants to argue over that point out of habit, but this is serious and he is trying not to be an ass.]

[OTA, TARDIS Resident Only, and Invited Guest prompts under the cut!]

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