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[ The video feed starts from atop a table, sideways and part of the frame covered with ... something, and a cat can be seen darting away just as one of the doors in the unfamiliar flat opens. Fred comes out shirtless and doing up his trousers, then goes about picking up his shirt, socks and pants from around the living room. Quiet as a mouse, but stumbling a bit and a vague grin dancing about his face that doesn't come near to his eyes.

He spends a moment looking about for his device before he finds it with an 'aha!' and pulls away the cover (knickers, and not any modest sort, that he tosses aside carelessly). It goes into his pocket without him ever realising it's on until the door to the flat can be heard closing and he pulls it out to make a post. Holding it closer shows his eyes are shot and his cheeks are red, but he's grinning like the Devil and doesn't seem to mind at all that it's apparently been recording. ]

Who wants to go and get pissed?

[ Never you mind that it's only three in the afternoon and he quite clearly has already had an eventful night. You're in rare form, Fred Weasley ... ]

[ alisha has showered at least twice today. she's smelt the smell of death lingering around her for the entire day. she knows this smell because it lingers in the boot of her father's car, right after they buried the probation workers and that guy who is too overly attached to his cap. ]

Anyone else smell - [ she doesn't really want to say it, does she? ]
- Hey, Nathan, Simon, Curtis - do you guys smell funny?

[ she's annoyed as fuck, anyway. why the hell does she smell? is there some sort of soap out there she can use? why does everyone else smell nice and fruity? ]

I've showered twice today. How the fuck do I get rid of this smell?

[ It feels like falling. Had she stepped too far forward? Had she even moved? ]

Matt!

[ She calls out his name, expecting to be grabbed. Maybe he'd jump in with her. She feels the splash of water around her. Did she seriously just fall off of Wickery bridge? What is with this week?

Popping up, the water under the bridge is more shallow then she'd thought it would be, not that she really put much thought into it. There's no sign of the flowers Matt dropped for the former Elena's funeral. ]

Here lies Elena Gilbert. Drenched.

[ Peering up, something catches her by surprise. She's in a fountain. Not a river. There's no bridge above her but sky. And there are buildings she can't say she recognizes. ]

Matt?

[ She calls out again, whirling around. Well, she should probably climb out of the fountain.

First thing's first.

She pulls out her cell phone, her wet, soggy - useless cellphone. Setting it on the ledge of the fountain, Elena finally climbs out, soaked. When she grabs her phone, she realizes it's changed. The screen is bigger. It's sleeker. More expensive. She furrows a brow and picks it up.

She sees her face in the corner. Is she broadcasting this?

When her face comes on the screen, Elena seems tentative, but her expression doesn't give off fright. ]

Would it sound cliche if I said it doesn't seem like I'm in Kansas anymore? Or, like I took a right turn instead of a left on my way to Albuquerque?

[ The next line is more for herself, as she looks down. ]

Everything was a lot simpler when we were young, wasn't it?

[ Well, there's no reason to hold this off. ]

I don't even know who I'm speaking to. If... anybody's listening? Could they tell me where I am? I half expect Caroline or Bonnie - or even Matt to jump out and yell "Ha" or "Surprise." I used to love surprises.

[ Not that Matt could completely transport her away from Mystic Falls. Bonnie could. But, why would she? Okay, things are way too somber right now. She puts a brave face on. Accompanied by a smile. ]

Believe it or not this isn't the weirdest thing to happen to me, or the first time I've woken up without knowing where I was. [ She's going to step away from the fact that she now sounds like an alcoholic as she clears her throat instead of laughing. ] So, where am I? It's not a city I recognize. [ Not that she's been to many cities. ] Oh, I'm Elena Gilbert.

[ another beat. ]

I'm ... not a party girl. [ she just feels like she should explain. ] If that's what you were thinking. [ not that she cares what people think. the old Elena might. but, she's been through too much. she also feels... really silly. and she is drenched and cold. this is pointless. ]

Look, I just really have to get back to Mystic Falls, Virginia. Does anybody know how far away that is?

Hello, everyone. As my funds will undoubtedly run out soon, I find myself in need of employment.

[A pause, and the sound of sipping tea.]

I should probably mention that my formally trained skills are mostly in defense and swordsmanship. I wouldn't mind something more simple, though, as I don't have a particular field in mind.

[He sounds as if he's going to stop speaking, but after a moment, he changes his mind.]

Also, I should really start looking for a roommate, as pets are most likely out of the question. My current housing situation is temporary.

[He sounds a bit frustrated at the last - he certainly didn't want to come to this conclusion.]

[Hello, City. It's the audio from the video that will filter in first, a bit broken up and fuzzy, but slowly coming in, the music of the Carousel accompanying his voice.]

--can't seem to get any reception. Maybe if I hold it up...

[Visuals follow, and after a moment or two of static, there's a perfectly clear picture of John Watson from above. He's frowning, and suddenly much closer as he pulls his cellphone in again.]

...is that the camera? [he's flipping it over, unknowingly treating the audience to a view of the ground and his shoes.] No, I wanted my email. [once again the camera is turned towards him] How do I shut this off? [his mouth pinches, just a little, as he's trying to figure it out...and a moment later he seems to. The feed cuts]


( [Private; Action ==> Molly Hooper] )

It's been an interesting couple of days, hasn't it?

I wonder what this weekend will be like.

[Rose has the day off so she's spent it being lazy: caught up on her sleep, read her book, watched TV, took a bath. That sort of thing. She's finally decided to venture out for some chips and maybe a milkshake. She's got her mp3 player and her ear buds in so it takes her a little while to see what's going on. When she sees it the first time, her throat goes dry and for an instant she thinks maybe it's a coincidence. Or maybe the Doctor is having a laugh. She steps outside with some trepidation, looking for another one. It's there scrawled on the sidewalk in front of her. Her heart beats faster and her breath is coming in strangled pants as she breaks into a jog, looking for the next one. She doesn't have to go far. It's been spray painted on a brick wall. She stops, turning in a circle, realising that it's everywhere. Overnight, the City has been covered in Bad Wolf graffiti. She jerks the ear buds out of her ears and fumbles for her device, flipping it on.]

Something's happenin'. Don't know what yet but you all ought to be careful. Be aware. Stay inside.

[She quickly puts in some filters and makes some requests locked to individual people]

[To Cinna]

Stay inside, okay? Don't open the store and...be careful. Just stay inside.

[To Percy]

You've got defensive magic, yeah?

[To Dawn]

Any chance I could get my hands on a coupla weapons? Promise to use 'em for good.

[To Jack, The Doctors, and Donna]

[At this point, she's just scarcely keeping the panic out of her voice.]

Doctor! Jack, Donna, we need--have you looked outside?

Yesterday's curse was rather interesting. I got assorted smoky essences with an underlining of copper and Jan's personal scent added.

Getting bombarded to what is akin to an ambush of overzealous department store perfume sprayers? No thank-you! Avoided everyone and kept close to home. Spent most of the day out on beach, enjoying the ocean and my brother's 'company'.


None of today's 'Bad Wolf' graffiti anywhere on my property. Must be striking only within the City.

EDIT 3/24: Kira, 'Red Riding Hood'' is raising a panic. Be prepared for guest influx at Oh Aces. All are welcomed, turn no one away, that includes said 'Wolf' and whom/whatever(s) else tags along.

[There's a mewing, a slight jangling and a sigh.] Seriously? Whatever this 'bad wolf' thing is going on around the City, it's on my cats tags, too. No name, no address incase he wanders off. Just the words 'bad wolf' over and over, all various sizes.

And it's all in my recipe books. Glad I have the one I wanted to make tonight memorized.

[and out.]


[FILTERED TO: ED. NOT HACKABLE.]

I was just told that something might possibly coming that my fire can't harm.

[she just leaves the DO YOU KNOW HOW SCARED SILLY I AM?! implied.]

The idiots that pass for law enforcement around here really needs to get a grip. How many civilians do you shoot in the face daily for teasing you a little? That really hurt. [No it didn't. =/]

Are people like that responsible for safety around here? No wonder people die like flies. I've seen less corruption in sects back home. Who knows what they're capable of?

[ooc: So Gabriel had some fun with Kaito, and got his jaw blown off in thanks. In order to attach it, he had to eat someone... so he attacked some poor NPC, beat him to death and then ate all the man's fingers. Plus he dropped the two rubber bullets that got stuck in his rotted flesh by the corpse.

Framing the police? Like a boss rogue.]