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[The hydroponics lab is looking very, very green behind Meja as she clicks her device on.]

This might be a long shot, as they say, but does anyone here know much about strawberries, by any chance? I've planted one of the last mystery canisters and apparently that's what they are, except I have no idea how to take care of them.

[She pans the shot over to show young strawberry plants, with delicate new leaves.]

I wouldn't recognize them at all if I hadn't seen pictures back on my Realm. So, hopefully in the future, we'll have strawberries. [The valkyrie pauses.] If you do come to hydroponics, mind the mistletoe plant in the corner. It's acting... oddly again.

[In fact, it has rope restraints, now. But Meja will be in the lab most of the day to help, if it snakes out of them and tries to grab people like it did before.]
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[ One minute Sam was getting things together to summon Crowley and the next he's waking up in his room back at the Cape Kore Science Center. Talk abut a major mindfuck. He could really do without this crap right now.

It takes him a few minutes to figure out where the Hell he is and he's not happy about it. ]


Damn it! Not now!

[ Poor Sam is not a happy Moose right now. He reaches for the device and sends out a video. ]

Hey. So I guess I'm back. Anyone want to fill me in on what I've missed? How long was I gone?
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[ Oh beloved Science Center, up to all your old tricks! Seriously, this place could reduce a guy to drink. As soon as they can find one!

Sam's back hurts. Waking up in a tunnel? Seriously? He only went to bed a few hours ago. At least he doesn't feel quite as out of it as he did when he first arrived.

Still, Sam's hunter instincts kick in and he's armed, alert and on his guard. ]


Is everyone okay? Dean?! Cas? Jo? Meg? Meja? Anyone injured?
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[While the previous morning had been a relatively quiet one, this morning? Well, it doesn't quite start off that way. Meja had stopped by the closet where Balthazar had kept his spider 'friend' that he'd taken off of her hands, to give her her weekly meal. Since the angel's disappearance, she's more or less taken over, although dropping a rat in the room is about the most she does. There's no telling what is in the creature's venom. And if she's eating rats, she's not snacking on people (though the 'keep away - dangerous' makeshift sign on the door helps).

But today starts off with Meja in the closet, face pensive as she turns her device on.]


Safety's a relative concept, around here, but you should all know that there's a giant spider who escaped her 'enclosure' today. [She mimes about the size of two chihuahuas. Getting a steady diet's made her even bigger. Unfortunately.] She's aggressive, but she'll probably hole herself up somewhere for a while. So be careful with cupboards and things like that — her bite might be deadly. Let's not confirm it.

[And if someone has to kill her for self defense, well, them's the breaks for a hissy, giant spider.]
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Some tl;dr about Edward arriving. )

[The device is simple enough for him to understand. Edward wavers between text or voice - he's loathe to show his face to a group of strangers, especially considering how obviously not human he looks. It usually isn't a problem when he's with his family - whether it was intimidation or awe that made people keep their distance, it doesn't matter. He needs to be careful, more careful than he's ever been before.

Nodding to himself, he presses a button to turn on the voice option. There's a short pause of silence as he agonizes over what to say.
]

I suppose an introduction would be in order. [ He clears his throat, truly an unneeded action but it's a force of habit. ] My name is Edward - a recent arrival. I'm aware of where I am, but unfortunately it still leaves me with many unanswered questions. [ And for someone who is so used to knowing so much, it's more than a little disturbing. He chuckles softly at himself, so soft that many wouldn't be able to catch it unless their own hearing is supernatural in nature. ] I assume that's usually the case when someone arrives. If anyone could get into contact with me, it would be greatly appreciated. Thank you.
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[Suffice it to say, the Center has been a bit strange for the past few days. Maybe more. Meja's found it hard to categorize "strange" after being here for so long. But she has noticed the flow of newcomers, and so, to that end, she pulls out her phone.

She's in the hydroponics lab, trimming one of the larger plants. Surprise, surprise.]


Hei hei, Center. This is a... general message. I've noticed that we seem to have a few new people around here, and I know getting used to this place is rough. I trust that someone's explained the basics to you by now. If they haven't, feel free to ask me what you'd like; I'll try to explain as well as I can.

On another general note, we do have a library if you get bored, and many labs with equipment in them. Please don't mess around with something unless you feel confident in your ability to do so. We don't know what a lot of it does, yet. [She smiles wryly.] I'd like everyone to keep their limbs, if at all possible.

But, if something does happen, and you need medical assistance, you're free to call me. My name is Meja, for those who don't know me already. And if you start missing sunlight, you can come here, to the hydroponics lab.

[She tilts the phone slightly to show all of the plants that they've successfully tended to, here. It's a nice, leafy space, now. There's also Roland the rescued white lab rat, who pokes his nose at the phone before Meja gently removes it from his little paws.]

I'm always up for company.

1 ★ voice

Jun. 3rd, 2014 04:09 pm
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[ Distressed blonde alert. She's clearly trying to keep it under control, but there's an anxious waver in her voice. ]

Hey! Uh.

So, I was trying to make myself a sandwich because, um, girl's gotta eat if she's gonna be trapped in a science center, you know? [ She clears her throat. ] Just so you know, stay away from the roast beef. (At least I think it's roast beef?)

If anyone can help me out, I've got kind of a skin problem. Don't think this is normal human allergies. Believe me, I was tested when I was little and this never came up.

01 | Video

May. 28th, 2014 05:12 am
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[It hadn't taken her long to figure out the phone, but even if she knew how to use it she was determined to wait. Maybe she would run into someone in person and get better answers about where she was.

She was damn sure it wasn't where she was supposed to be.

Her attempt to leave the room was good until the door was about to close behind her and a red blob appeared out of nowhere. A quick slap didn't deter it and she quickly retreated back behind the door for a temporary reprieve.

Time for answers.]


Where am I? 'Cause this wasn't where I was before that dick interfered so I don't know why I'm here. [She has places to be. Kind of. The phone moves back a little and it's obvious that Jo is leaning against a door that has something banging against the other side.]

And what's with the red blubber? [Sooner or later it's going to get underneath the door, isn't it?]
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[ He never knows how to start these things, so this time, he cuts to the chase.

This glowing orb is not Bruce's face, and it isn't exactly a perfect orb, either; its shape changes sometimes, rippling a bit, but it stays mostly spherical. It's glowing blue, sort of a Tesseract-y blue in Bruce's slightly trauamtized opinion, but the Tesseract doesn't have a monopoly on colors.

The camera swivels back to Bruce, his glasses pulled down his nose. ]


Anyone lose a pet? I didn't see a collar, so I've been calling it the blue semiliquid sphere exhibiting properties of organic life fused with some technological readings, probably alien in origin. That is, alien to me.

Sound like something anyone's missing? It's a cute little guy.

[ He smiles and pulls his glasses off. ] Really, I've hit my limit, so if anyone has any tips or if anyone wants to help me poke and prod at this thing, come see me in my lab.

[ Yeah, he claimed a lab. So what! ]
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[Surprise, surprise, Meja's in the plant lab. It's either there or in the library that she can be seen, for the most part. She only retreats to her room late at night because, otherwise, she starts feeling whoozy. It's irritating, being herded by a building, but there isn't much she can do about it.

She holds up a vegetable to her phone. It looks an awful lot like a green-blue squash. Meja herself looks a bit on the tired side.]


If anyone's noticed these in the cafeteria lately, they're completely safe to eat. I put them there myself. One of our jars of seeds turned out to be useful. If you don't see any and you'd like some fresh food, there's usually one or two here in the lab, as well.

How are we all holding up? Senses back to normal?
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[ Sam wakes up in his room feeling groggy and disorientated. It doesn't take him long to notice that this is not his room back at the Bunker and that, alone, is enough to put him on edge.

The dizziness only adds to it. He tries to clear his mind enough to poke at the smartphone which triggers the message. Cape Kore? Science Center? What the hell? What kind of kidnappers kidnap someone and leave them with a freakin' phone?

He pushes himself to his feet - bad mistake - a wave of nausea passes over him and standing up is incredibly challenging. Walking? Forget it. He flops back on the bed and toys with the phone some more, until he finds the video setting. ]


Uh... [ Way to show intellect there, Sam. ] The hell just happened? Was I roofied?

... Dean? ... Cas?

[ Lost moose is lost. ]
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[Meja's in the hydroponics bay, because nowhere else would there be a large green backdrop for this message. The plants are doing well, and today she's modifying their runes, just slightly, to give them a little more nutrients. It's part of her recent tinkering, an improvement she's stumbled upon. Being in this place and forced to stand still, while unnatural for a Valkyrie, is good for getting things done.

Sitting on the work table in front of her is a little box and its note. She found it in her room just a few hours ago; it's unopened. Meja has seen too many tricks to trust this box at all. In fact, it strikes her of a certain trickster so much that she can barely stomach looking at the note at all.

But she's fairly certain the trickster is, in fact, building-shaped, and not her old foe come to rain new problems on her.]


Hei hei, and good morning. Does this look familiar to anyone? [She holds it up for the camera. Roland the rat scurries into view to peer up at it.] It was sitting on my floor, in front of the door. I wasn't meditating, and I didn't have my back turned. It simply... appeared, I believe. [Unless she lost the memory of some other kind of arrival... No, no, best not to think of that right now.] Please be careful with them, if you've seen one. If you know what they do, please let me know, and if you're in need of help, also let me know. The more we all learn, the better we can deal with this new excitement. Tusen takk.

[And with that, she cuts the feed.]
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[Meja's in one of the labs in the early morning, one that hasn't been combed over too much yet, rifling through cupboards and searching for more testing equipment. Or anything that looks like it could be testing equipment. Roland the Rat sits on her shoulder, nose in the air, sniffling at everything she finds. She finds a few disturbing implements that she leaves be, bladed things which... honestly seem surgical in nature. How fun!

There are other, smaller things that she finds, however, which look less horrific. Finally, in the late morning, she decides to take a break and address the network. Roland sniffs at the phone; she picks him up and holds him in her other hand.]


For those who are following any progress, we've found at least one edible plant from the seeds we've germinated. Others are yet to be tested. If anyone's feeling bored, I'm in a lab near the library and I've found a few devices. Not for testing, exactly, but just to figure out what they are.

[She offers a wry smile, which fades a little as she moves onto her second item of business.]

Also, I don't know if anyone's seen her, but I'm not able to contact Anita Blake on the phones anymore. I'd appreciate if anyone would keep an eye out.

[With a final squeak from an impatient Roland, Meja cuts the feed.]

01 - voice

Feb. 26th, 2014 10:14 pm
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Well balls.

This don't look like where I was supposed to end up. Not that I mind - ain't exactly the rocking chair type anyway. [With a frown, he poked at the device again.] Damn thing ain't even a proper computer. Computers have buttons.
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[ 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.
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[The feed flickers on to a view of the library. And Meja, sitting at a table, with a big book out in front of her. It appears to be a book about plants, hazarding from the pictures visible on the video feed. Laying on Meja's shoulder is a white rat, who appears to be sleeping. Her armor is glamoured into a dark blue coat.]

I don't suppose anyone's been poking around the lab machines, as of late? Some of the plants in hydroponics are getting quite large, and I've been curious about food applications since I started. Unless we'd like to completely depend on random chance in the cafeteria. It was suggested to me that we should test the plants properly, to see if they're edible, but I'm terrible with anything mechanical.

Is anyone interested? I should mention that if this work also includes testing machines, it will be dangerous and should not be undertaken lightly. I can heal wounds, if it comes to that, but I'd like to exercise as much caution as we're able to, here.

[She smiles.]

Tusen takk.
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[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.
]
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[Ellen doesn't have time to figure out the video function on this thing. Her voice is extremely short and angry, barely controlled emotion leaking through. The last thing she knew she was holding Jo and telling a hellhound to go to back to hell.]

Where is she? Where's my baby?

[She's earned that much. She promised Jo she wouldn't leave her alone and she's not going to break that promise now. If this is Heaven, it's one hell of a disappointment, but she'll settle if it means she can have her daughter with her.

Her voice breaks.]


Jo?
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[After spending most of the night working on runes and magic in her room, Meja finally leaves her room in the early morning to go check on the plants in the hydroponics lab. She's curious to see if a few of the recently-planted seedlings are finally poking up over the soil. What she finds is a resounding yes, because on the way there...

Well. There are leafy, bushy vines all over the walls, which look suspiciously like a cousin of mistletoe. And not in the lab itself, but in adjoining corridors going every which way. Something was busy last night. The leaves make her head just the tiniest bit fuzzy when she brushes her fingertips against them, and so she hastens herself to the lab.

Which is now coated in vines. Time to use one of her swords like a machete. She slashes a vine and it... grows right back. Huh.

Time to switch on a video feed.]


...it looks like one of our seedlings decided that it likes the facility. A great deal. It's very tenacious, and there's something unusual about it, so be careful. It... escaped the lab.

[ooc: This isn't a formal event, but feel free to treat it as such in terms of posts! The mistletoe hybrid is here for all your holiday-related hijinks.]
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 [When the screen turns on, Garrett is nowhere to be seen. The video is facing outward and quite shaky, but some people will still recognize that he's in the infirmary. As he sees the video is finally working, he breathes a sigh of relief and turns the video back towards himself, jarring the video a little bit. Though it's hard to read emotions on a face half-covered, it's clear that he's scared and trying very hard not to show it.

His voice, still young despite his attempt at sounding more mature, has a peculiar accent to it when he speaks. His words come out stilted without the use of contractions.]


Do not like it in here. Smells wrong, like old blood. Feels wrong. Reminds me of back home, when bodies do not get buried right after battles and then you end up with places full of dark magic. Hell, do any of you know what I am speaking of? So many differences here from home. And I found this.

[The video swings back out again until it focuses on a very large footprint indented into the floor. This is what has gotten him so shaken up. There's an inappropriate, hysterical laugh from Garrett, the kind someone makes when they don't know how to handle a situation emotionally any longer.]

What big beast made that? And is it still around?

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