[VOICE]

[primogen_vampirate]

[Mina's voice is calm and collected. She enjoys her particular air of authority and it's quite clear.]

I think, at this point, it's safe to say that we're going to be here for a while. As tragic as that is, we must be practical. No sense in beating our breasts over it and crying about the fates. That won't accomplish anything.

Dramatics aside, it seems only practical that everyone here submit to a physical examination. Since Doctor Banner and I are going to be your primary care physicians, we do need a good baseline for all of your healthy, little bodies.

I shall be in the clinic every night this week. No need to call ahead. I'll take people on a first come, first serve basis. And if you're uncomfortable with me, I won't be offended if you turn to Doctor Banner instead. However, if you try to skip out on this little examination, we will know about it, as we will be sharing notes.

[She pauses.]

I realize that not all of you are comfortable with the chain of command, but please understand, this is not a request. This is a requirement. We cannot function efficiently as a medical unit without the proper data. And I don't care if you've never been sick a day in your life, if you're an immortal homunculus, or if you have "a thing" about doctors. This needs to be done. Let's be practical here.

video ✖ clint barton ✖ oo5

[beenunmade]

[ Video flickers on and Clint's sitting on top of his house, fiddling with his bow as he contemplates quite a few things right now. Mostly that this place fucking sucked and Nat was gone. Both of them were. Despite Phil still being there...Nat was the third member of their fearsome trio. Fearsome duo just didn't really have the same ring to it as he sets the bow on his lap. ]

Can anyone fuckin' tell me how Loki for Tasha is a fair trade? Cos I ain't seein' it. She wouldn't just up 'n leave so it's gotta be somethin' else. Does anyone remember any videos of either of 'em bein' nabbed or somethin'? [ He fiddles a little with her SHIELD identification card that he found left behind in her room. There were also a couple knives that he'd made sure to pocket. ]

[ Private to Loki ]

I need target practice...stand ground level from my house. You can run in zig-zags if it'll make you feel more comfortable.

[VIDEO] - [Private to Party Poison]

[onteamdyson]

[Kenzi turns on the camera as she reaches the top of the stairs. It shows a lovely sideways view of Sherlock's attic.]

Hey, Fluffy! How's it gooooing? You look very forgiving and reasonable today! I got a message for you. SO! Remember the dude that cut up your arm and junk? Great dude, right? Yeah. He says 'Blow me.'

[And then she waits for the inevitable face-punch.]

[Sherlock is visible in profile a few feet away as the feed begins, and as Kenzi continues he progresses through a series of stages. The first is annoyance, which is typical – nearly everybody annoys him, and Kenzi particularly so, most days. The second is equanimity, a settling of features into something which looks suspiciously as though he's doing his level best to ignore her. The final comes after Kenzi's last comment, the message to be delivered, and consists of the raising of an eyebrow.]

Hmm? Oh, not interested. Was that it?

................................................................... yep. That's it. If there's more, I'll keep you updated?

[And she is fucking OUT OF THERE. Not one scratch or verbal face-shattering. Damn. It was actually pretty freakin' disappointing. She smiles into the camera on her way out.]  A deal's a deal. Meet you at the bar!





**Blue is Sherlock Holmes.

002 | Anna Milton | [ Private Video; locked to Balthazar ]

[afallenstar]

[ For a second or two there's just Anna's face on the feed, a thoughtful frown as she presses buttons on the communicator on her wrist. She's fairly sure that she's figured out how to do this right though, and when she sits up straighter there's a slight smile pulling at the corners of her lips. ]

Word on the street is you're here too, Balthazar. Gabe's shown me where he's staying, and it seems like we're not going anywhere any time soon and I've claimed a room too. He tells me you're here too, so if I've done this right and you get this, come say hello or something. It'd be nice to see your face.

And, uh...that's it. There's not anything else. Now how do I...

[ She's frowning again, and there's a moment or two of fiddling before the feed cuts out. ]