[ Funny thing about the best laid plans... Scott got a bit sidetracked for a week or so, what with his mother and semi-adopted stray friend dropping in on everything. He finally took the time the day before to check out the animal shelter, the layout, what animals are still there, who's working there, etc. And, he's finally gathered his notes together again. No, really, when the feed comes on, he has a pad in front of him. He wrote notes because he wants to do this right! He also wants to make a certain space doctor proud. Behind him, a few cages can be seen. Cats above. A dog below. ]

Good morning! For those of you who don't know me, I'm Scott McCall. And I have a crazy idea. [ He looks down, reading from his notes. ] I've recently taken over the animal shelter. And I want to convert it. [ He looks back up. ] I think everywhere should have an animal clinic - a vet. [ Just in case people don't understand. ] But, it's going to take a lot of work and I'm gonna need a lot of help.

[ Because he's seventeen. ]

First, [ He looks down, then back up. ] We're setting up a sort of animal drive? Outside the animal shelter. So, come by, play with a puppy [ or two! ] and maybe adopt one? [ or three? ] For the rest, [ the leftovers ] is there a place we can keep them? To convert the shelter, I need to remodel it. So, I won't be able to keep them all there for a few weeks. Maybe more, I don't know. Please, if you know of anything, let me know. Okay.

[ He looks up, following what he was going to say in his head. That's everything. He looks back down, then up quickly. ]

Right. The remodeling. I don't have any carpentry or design experience. Is anyone good at that? We need to set up a waiting room, an exam room, an operating room, and refurbish [ He says that looking down, totally his Mom's word. ] the kennel in back. We need to be able to take animals back in if people disappear. An architect would do, right? Or,even an artist. is there an interior designer? [ He keeps eye contact with the network to make sure they know he MEANS business before looking back down. He leans his head down, squinting. Oh. Right. He looks up again. ]

I'll also need to hire people. It's more a job that will happen - unless it's, like, construction, then it's a now job. But, I'll need a receptionist/secretary. Maybe two so someone doesn't have to be there all day every day. Totally flexible with that. And a nurse. [ Preferably with veterinary training? ] Maybe another me, too. Has anyone worked with animals? We'll need a dog-walker. Also, I have one doctor that offered to take some hours for more extreme cases. Can anyone else split any time? [ At all? ] I can answer any questions. [ Really, he can. He even smiles.

A second, he looks down, oh, crap, right. Up again. ]

Also, for those people who might doubt this cause of my age. I have almost three years of experience. And I had full night shifts without my boss back home. I feel like the City really needs this. It could be a really good thing. There are so many animals. [ He frowns, thinking, rereads his list of things pointing with the pen in his hand. ] Equipment! [ He looks up again, super enthusiastic. ] I have equipment coming. It's covered. And I think... that's it.

Thanks in advance to anyone who applies or helps in any way. It'll be really appreciated. [ He smiles, taking the device in hand and standing. He turns it around and focuses on the adorable pets in cages. Look, Cityzens. Look at all the homeless animals. All that's missing is the Sarah McLachlan song. He turns it back around, a hopeful smile on his face. ] See? They totally want this. [ He goes to turn the device off, bringing it closer to his face. Look at his uneven jaw! But, then he pulls back quickly. ] And there'll be compensation! [ An innocent, lovable smile follows. He got everything. Then he disappears from the screen. ]

audio → ginny weasley, angela montenegro, jim kirk, dr. leonard mccoy, penny, clint barton, jimmy darmody, plus beacon hills filter ]

So, I moved into an apartment with my mom and we're having a housewarming. I think that's what it's called. Anyway, you're all invited. Come any time after 2 and bring food or stuff if you want! And friends, too. [ He's looking at you Trek Cast. ] Hope to see you there!

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dr. mccoy ]

Do you think that was okay? Did I leave anything out? You should invite your crew to the animal drive today!

melissa mccall ]

How was that? I think I hit everything. So, we should move the glass cases first and then bring out the friendlier puppies? I think there should be a puppy case. A kitten case. We have hamsters. And -- something I've never seen before. Probably best to leave those alone? I should ask Ginny about them... And I was going to ask about a part time job but I thought it'd be a lot. Plus, this'll take time for now?

stiles stilinski and isaac lahey ]

You're still helping with the drive, right?

derek hale ]

Come by. If you want.

[ Sure enough, Scott, Mama McCall, Stiles and Isaac are in front of the shelter with the animals for the morning/afternoon today. They can also take people inside to see others. He will definitely ask Ginny about a few weird ones! ]

[ ooc: feel free to also throw action into your comments, as well! ]

[Someone else has arrived in the City, landing in the fountain, which seems to be a tradition here. The screen of the device, which is waiting conveniently for the latest guest on the edge of the fountain, captures the woman as she surfaces, squints against the sun then quickly checks the water around her for her sunglasses. She notices the device, but is distracted when one of her hands locates her missing shades. She stands -- a woman in a tight, black wardrobe, leather belt with a gold skull buckle and two guns strapped to her thighs. The lower part of her legs are still in the water.

Her dark brown hair is pulled back in a long, French braid. She's wearing very little make-up, but then, she doesn't really need to wear much at all as her rather striking beauty comes through, even in this slightly bedragled state. Strands of her hair have come free from the braid and her clothing appears to have been dragged through some mud before her arrival. Her other hand reaches behind her for a small backpack and unerringly unzips the pocket she needs. A mobile phone drops out into her hand. She checks it for connectivity, but seems to be having trouble getting a signal. She sighs, slides a look to the device and walks toward it, water splashing a little as she moves. She leans closer, looking the item over with a 'hmmm', then she addresses whoever might be able to receive her message. She smiles a little, her voice is pleasant and the accent in definately British.]




Well, hello. This doesn't seem to be the ruins of Aztlán.

[She doesn't appear overly upset by this development as she slowly nods, once, toward the device.]

I suppose this is some sort of general feed video phone. Interesting. Strange place to leave it lying around. My phone... is wet and I need to make a few calls. Anyone at the other end?