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[ There is a crash heard over the communication devices. Followed by several things being knocked off something and the Doctor letting out a surprised yelp. ]

Ow, ow, ow! Don't do that! Never open boxes that you've got no idea the origin of. When am I going to learn that? Pandora and I really should finish that date sometime... [ he mutters to himself and there is a sniff heard followed by some coughing.

Then a pause that lasts a moment.

Two.

Three. ]

Oh. I've always wondered what it would be like to not be able to see in this face. [ There is a bit of curiosity but more annoyance than anything else. ] Right then. Yes, okay--where's the sonic. I know I left it here--[ crash, crash, THUD. ]--Being blind is VERY annoying now!

[ Poor Doctor, he's got no idea that the device is recording. ]

blackmagus

( Action. )

[A book is being held up by Fortescue, who may or may not be tipsy from a bout of earlier drinking. The title in question is Twilight. While some have their own personal reasons for disliking said book, Fortescue's concerns are slightly different.]

What is this rubbish? Why is this a vampire book? Did no one tell the author that vampires went out of fashion ten years ago?

[Oh, the perils of the Multiverse. The book is also wobbling a bit in her hand.]

The Cullens are Fae, hence the sparkling, and Bella Swan is a stalker. I thought this was well understood. Universe that this book came from — you disappoint me.

foundacause

[ Meg is looking pretty unimpressed, and cradling a bottle of some kind of alcohol or other liberated from the kitchen. ]

Missing: One Moose. Goes by the name of Sam. If found, approach with caution and gain it's trust with salad.

[ Why can't the Winchesters just stay put like good little dogs? ]

euglassiawatsonia

[Her immediate reaction is that this is some bizarre test concocted by Sherlock, some new part of his curriculum. But, it doesn't take much more than a few cursory glances around this new room to rule that out. Her phone is missing, but the pockets of her jacket haven't been emptied, and there's a new phone on the bedside table. Not to mention, her situation didn't exactly match up with what was typical of a kidnapping. Maybe he'd go through the effort to simulate one to see if she could get out, but replacing her phone and leaving the door unlocked isn't at all in line with that suggestion. Her second guess would be Moriarty, but that doesn't quite seem to fit, either. It doesn't leave her with much, but, well. The door is open.

So, Joan can be found, for most of the day, exploring. The longer she's been at it, the more she learns about the facility and figures out how little real information she's getting, the more frustrated she gets. All this really seems to amount to, though, is a frown on her face and some muttering to herself as she goes. Frustrated though she may be, at least proof of another person would be greatly appreciated.]

--

[Once she's finished - or maybe given up - with exploring the halls, Joan returns to her room and examines the newly supplied phone. She spends a minute scrolling through the network, before starting up an audio recording. Well, it's obvious she's not alone. Might as well meet the neighbors.]

Hello? I'm guessing this network isn't so much to talk to whoever's keeping us here. As much as I'd love to give them a piece of my mind right now, I'm getting the feeling that would just be too easy. My name's Joan Watson, I might have met a few of you while I was wandering around earlier? I'm having some trouble figuring out exactly what is going on here, I was hoping maybe some of you could shed some light on the situation. Thanks.

thatoldthatkind

[ Just a quick message from the Doctor: ]

Sorry. Did I forget to mention I found a door to the outside?

I'm fairly certain you lot forgot to mention there are doors to the outside.

Now only if I could find out where I put it. This labyrinth is not very friendly.

drunqualified

[Bones set up the camera to catch a decent area of the building's infirmary.]

Alright, I know you're all out there. Consider this notice of open office hours. Gonna have to ask you to triage yourself though, those bleeding buckets come before those with paper cuts. You understand me?

[The doctor is in.

Not to be confused with The Doctor though.]

servingmichael

[ One archangel who has been VERY GOOD at being not seen is sitting on a cabinet, cleaning blood off a short, tri-bladed sword. Raphael is looking none too happy. ]

If anyone hears dogs, get away from them unless you are a highly trained combatant and have a weapon in hand. Salt is a decent barrier, there are others. If anyone needs help with them, I am Raphael. Scream and I'll hear you, or you can pray.

thatoldthatkind

--Ahh, sssh, shhhh. [ There's a pause. ] There you are. I can hear you. Tap, tap, tap. Howling. Walls don't howl. Unless there's some sort of crack in the wall. Which, not the sort of crack I am thinking of...

[ The Doctor is seen placing his ear up against the wall and listening closely. A few might be able to pick up distant wails or growling. His eyes go up to the ceiling as he taps the wall with his finger every now and then. ]

Not good. Very not good. This is bad. [ He raises his head from the wall and rubs his fingers together. ] Okay. So, think, Doctor, think. Growling noises usually means animals. Angry animals. Animals that do not want to be disturbed. Probably because they are territorial or maybe because their wounded. If I was a betting man, I would say not wounded. Ergo leaving territorial.

[ He spins around, coat tails coming around him. ] Time to say hello to the big bad wolf.

drunqualified

Well ain't this just peachy. [Cue one grumpy, southern accent. With the addition of a long suffering sigh.]

I don't suppose anyone happened to catch the name of that bus? No? I didn't think so.

theyoungperish

[At first, there is just noise, the rough pant of breath and rush of floor beneath the camera’s feed, but soon enough the ground stops running by so fast, and there’s the little click of claws upon the floor, and a shot of paws. A sharp, ”Max! Drop it!” rises in the background, and with a loud whine, the comm clatters to the floor, covered in drool. There’s a shot of the wrinkled face of a bulldog snuffling at the downed technology, before his owner scoops it up and wipes it off, feed shifting quickly.

It’s only when Chuck holds the comm up to check for damage that he notices the blinking red light, and scowls at the comm before turning towards the dog.]

Dammit Max. [There’s a puppyish whine, and Chuck shifts as if someone leaned their weight against him, before he turns back towards the camera.] Right, I realize kidnappin’ humans is old hat by now, but dogs? Is that common?

[He shakes his head, going to shut off the feed, before pausing and panning over to show where Max is flopped at his feet, tongue lolling out of his mouth comically. And then the feed ends, cut short. Chuck feels no need to expand upon that.]

dakenspoorlifechoices

[A plain, bright white room and his head was pounding. Daken's mind could only really jump to several conclusions - he'd survived the explosion and had been found by S.H.I.E.L.D, Reed or someone else. After all, his healing factor was precious to many.. If he was back did that mean that he had it again? It was then that he noticed the device at the side of the bed, a red light on it blinking.]

Monitoring me as well as a kidnapping? That's brave. Well... If my 'captors' are watching then I'm gonna make you a deal - let me go, and this won't get as messy as you know it will do.

[A bluff, really he'd probably end up slaughtering them anyway if they were going to let him go. Not that he couldn't break out on his own steam. Although his voice trailed off as he discovered that the door to his room was indeed open.]

I'm not really crazy about this minimalist interior design you've got going..

blackmagus

[She isn't showing her face over the network, but still, Fortescue's voice sounds almost as bad as her numerous injuries. It wobbles every so often, from the abuse it's taken, and she can't even drum up the emotion to be angry about her lack of control over it. It is what is is.]

Hello, Science Center. Miss me? [Fortescue holds the phone away from her face, for a moment, to cough. She might sound dry, but she really is grateful to be back. Very grateful.] Had this place let me remember, I would have been able to return the favor.

...I don't want to inconvenience anyone, but I'm not... especially mobile, and the canteen is quite a distance from my room. If anyone feels like being generous, I wouldn't mind a snack. [Or maybe more than a snack, but she doesn't feel worthy enough, anymore, to ask for more than that. What is she, aside from a person who failed in her most basic duties as a sister?

She almost asks for alcohol, too, just for the hell of it, but she doesn't. She cuts the feed after a quick,]

Thank you.

could_be_dangerous

[The first thing that's obvious about the video -- the first thing that's meant to be obvious -- is that everything about it, from setup to framing, is deliberate. The second thing that's obvious is that the man in it has taken pains to seat himself such that the upturned collar of a very distinctive, rather expensive-looking coat is visible, a shirt, unbuttoned at the collar and clearly tailored -- but not his face.]

Mmmm, no.

[The lazy drawl is punctuated by a brief silence and then the faintest of sighs, quick and impatient, and he shifts in his seat, the rustling of his clothing just faintly audible -- and then, all of a sudden, like thunder after the lightning strike, he begins to speak again, words flowing out of him with an almost startling rapidity and a clipped precision which could only possibly indicate irritation.]

Ostentatious, bringing me back. Arguably meretricious; nobody likes a showoff, believe me. Hate the new decor; at least before it looked lived in; nothing is this clean unless somebody's trying to hide something, but that was already obvious, can't say I'm intrigued. Can't say I'm interested at all, in fact. Can say I'm a bit busy, actually astonishingly busy, lives to save -- dull, I know, but one does what one must -- so no. No, I don't think so.

thatoldthatkind

[ A high pitched sound crosses over the video feed before it shows the Doctor. He is holding the phone in one hand, and flicks his sonic screwdriver in the other. He looks over it once before turning his attention to the recording. ]

Yeah, sorry if that hurt any of your ears. Had to do a basic scan of the device. You know, the usual--checking for hidden feeds and the like. After all! You can't trust something given to you by your kidnappers. Even if they do leave a rather lovely welcoming message. I would have preferred someone to talk to in person, mind you, but at least you bothered to leave a message at all. I suppose I should congratulate you more, but I'm not in the mood for pleasantries.

[ Which makes him bring the phone closer. ] Which, brings me to my point: Kidnapping is wrong in any universe or spectrum of life. Especially when you can find a way to snap someone from a shielded time machine. Sorry, yes, I did say time machine. Obviously if you brought me here you know what I am, but maybe you don't know exactly who I am.

I'm the Doctor, and, if you want my help at all? Then you had best start answering my questions. There was something very important going on back home that you lot have taken me from. So, this had better be one hell of an emergency! Where am I? What exactly is "Cape Kore"? And where did you put my TARDIS?

You've got about--[ he checks the watch on his wrist, ]--I'd say three minutes to start answering my questions before I start to make a scene. Trust me. You don't want me to make a scene.

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