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[Screen turns on to show Trance, and her bonsai. And she does not look happy. ]

Well, that didn't work at all, did it...

Briar? Does anyone know Briar? I'm afraid I disappeared on him.  I'm sorry if I alarmed him. I really didn't mean to do that. That shouldn't have happened at all.
growingwild: PB: Luke Pasqualino (Third time's cursed)
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[the screen turns on to show Briar standing in a field. He's looking a bit pale, and very much alarmed]

Has anyone seen a woman named Trance appear anywhere? She just...disappeared, right in front of me! I don't know if she can magic to other places or anything, but I don't think she meant to do...whatever she just did.

[[ooc: takes place after this log]]
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[The message pings its way across the communicators, encrypted and filtered to the Ship contingent (and Thor) on a lazy Saturday morning. ]


Kaidan Alenko here.

Now that we've all had a chance to catch our breath, I should share what I learned for my part of the timeslip. To give some context, I was dropped back a hundred years or so relative to now, to a point on board Salvation roughly a week before her crash.

The ship was functional, and I was able to speak to the AI and learn a few things about the nature of what's going on here. Most critical is the fact that we weren't brought here by Salvation or her crew for a specific purpose, we were rescued after having fallen through a dimensional rift out of our own realities and into the spaces in between, where it's pretty lethal to the point where several weeks of regeneration in the stasis pods still left one poor guy looking like what might some day become hamburger after the pod dislodged him ahead of schedule.

I'd say 'accidentally', but Salvation's AI suspected sabotage, but was unable to prove it due to gaps in her memory logs, likely intentional. I was unable to access key parts of her systems in that timestream, but if we can get her online again now, I bet I could learn more.

Back to the reality rifts thing -- one opened on the ship at one point, letting these energy-sucking creatures on board the ship. Exciting stuff, if you can imagine, and I wonder if they were the same things that people in the future timeline reported seeing.

Salvation has the computing power needed to get us all home again, if we can repair her enough, but to my mind the stakes are higher. Something's destabilizing different realities, and the goal of the ship was to figure out how to stop it. If that's the future of Verdana, and I have my suspicions about what that countdown on the ship is about, I think we might need to make a stand here before we think about going home, or we might not have homes left to go to.

Alenko out.


[In a private message to Tosh, Bruce and Tony]

On a lighter note, I scored an equation for calculating time travel off the AI, if anyone's curious. It's huge, though, you'll need some serious data storage just for the equation alone.

[Audio]

May. 31st, 2013 06:46 pm
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What the hell happened back there?

[Even without any video feed to give an idea of her expression, Ashley's obviously agitated, and three days in what is apparently an entirely new timestream hasn't done anything to help things make sense.]

Not the basics - I get it. Most of you were off time traveling. But where? How scattered were we all? What started it? Did everyone make it back, or are we still missing people?

[She already knows "back in one piece" is too much to ask for.]

I don't know about anyone else, but I really don't want to be caught with my pants down next time.
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[Hi there people of Verdana. There is a man with a dog, both trying to look especially harmless. In fact the dog's main purpose on the screen is to reassure everyone that Atticus really is nothing to worry about.]

Well this has been barrels of fun, huh? [He can't hide the slightly sheepish look, he's trying really hard to though. Publicly taking the blame for the whole... altered time reality thing isn't something he's really looking to do but he's gotta know how much of this is him and how much is... anyone else.

Someone had to screw up something along the way right? It wasn't just him.]


Just out of curiosity did... anyone [And there's just enough emphasis on it that someone remarkably perceptive might catch the quiet anyone else that is faintly implied by his tone.] do anything in particular that might have caused any of... well... time shenanigans? Not the traveling bit but the arriving part of the deal.

[Private to Belle]

Hey, I know you're probably busy with all the changes but can Oberon hang out with you for a couple days? I guess the lakes are still intact but I've gotta see it for myself.


((OOC: Fari warning! Genesis might be threadjacking periodically as she is staying with Atticus now and likely hovering nearby laughing at him.))
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[Zevran has been trying to ignore the fact that the book found with his gear upon his awakening has been talking. Given that it looks almost exactly like one of the mages' tomes that even he felt would be better not to light-finger, the sounds couldn't possibly be anything good. But the book would not shut up, and the strange place he was in was providing no answers. He turned to a page within it that seemed to be some sort of Fade portal made paper, and after tracing a few moving symbols with a wary fingertip, a blond elf appears on the network.]

Ah, this seems to be working at last and does not seem to have transformed me into a newt. Wonderful!

If you can hear me, I wish to introduce myself.

My name is Zevran, which I first thought would be foolish to share, but upon reflection I have concluded that, should you have been sent to kill me, you likely already know that I am here.

I must ask... does this strange country possess anything approaching a tavern? I confess that I am very lost, and would feel much better if I was considering my fate with a glass of wine in hand.

I am not a man without talents, so if the wine comes with a price... well, let us negotiate, yes?
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 [ the feed turns on, showing a girl with a really unnerving, and unending, stare. behind her is the pod ship ]

I have to admit, this certainly wasn't how I imagined the party ending. But it does lend itself towards surprising, even if I was almost certain the surprise came before everyone arrived to celebrate.

[ she continues staring, as if lost in her own thoughts ]

I suspect I'm supposed to wander towards the large, glowing dome now. That's how these things usually go.

[staaaaare]
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[personal profile] girlworthfighting
[The feed turns on accidentally with a noisy clatter and some shaking from the camera, as Mulan's device is knocked from her pocket and lands on the ground. The angle is a little off, not quite sideways but tilted upward and to one side.

At first there's nothing but darkness, an empty street, some thick wisps of fog rolling along the ground, and the sound of someone yelling off-screen, muffled and disjointed.
]

--your ground, you motherless wretches! You demons! What, does Shan Yu send cowards to fight his war?

[At last Mulan wanders into view, looking off somewhere to the side. Her eyes are hazy and wide, visibly alert and wild with adrenaline, her hair half undone and her body dripping sweat. She looks feverish and her darting gaze seems to focus on things that no one else can see. Her sword is clutched tight in her hands.]

You think sneaking away, running around and trying to stab our men in the back will save you? I see you there! You cannot hide from me!

[With a roar she pounces on a broken, abandoned cart, kicking and stabbing it to further pieces. But then, in the background, a townsperson walks by.

Mulan catches the movement and spins on them instead, the two of them vanishing out of sight of the camera as she gives chase with sword raised and a maddened screaming battle cry.
]
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[ Sigyn's frantic as she gets onto the network, and she looks harried and worried, inside the ship. She speaks quickly and with strain in her voice. ]

Loki Odinson is within Verdana. Do not harm him! He is not the Loki we know. He is an Other that has no connection to our Loki in deeds.

[ She puts her hands together in prayer with the phone between her hands. ] Prince Thor, wherever you may be upon the sea, Princess Sigyn requests to speak with you at once!



[ ooc: takes place after her scuffle with Loki aboard the ship. ]
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[The video is turned on but, should you be someone who does not believe in Jack Frost, the video shows nothing except the scenery. The camera doesn't really seem to move. Unless, of course, one knows and believes in the entity holding the camera!

However, should you be a believer in Jack Frost, you will see a boy about eighteen with a very pale face, bright blue eyes, and white hair. He's crouched somewhere, staring intently into the phone with such a desperately hopeful look on his face. After about a minute of nothing (or staring), text finally appears.]


Can anyone see me? I've been here for a few hours now, please tell me someone can see!

[There's another pause.]

Fine. Can anyone at least answer this? I'm looking for a couple people and they're pretty hard to miss. There's North, though you guys would may know his as ol' St. Nick, aka Santa. There's Tooth, definitely can't miss her. She's got feathers all over with fairy wings, aka the Tooth Fairy. Sandman is a little guy, but he generally floats around on a sand cloud and then there's the Easter Bunny. Over six feet tall, carries some boomerangs and egg bombs, complete with an Australian accent. If you've seen them or if any of you guys are reading this, let me know!




Please. Tell me if you see me. I gotta know.
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[Bruce is sitting at the table in his house, which looks like this, and making himself a list of things he needs to do in the next few days. His glasses don't do much to hide the fact that he hasn't slept in a couple of weeks, save for a few times his body forced him to nap.]

For those who haven't met me, I'm Dr. Bruce Banner. Before the plague hit, I was working with a team of scientists to figure out how the pods functioned. Now I'd like to focus on increasing the ship's power supply, but I'm not sure who is still around to help, or if anyone else is interested.

I would also like to know if anyone would be interested in attending lectures on various topics relevant to some of the problems that we face here. Things like basic engineering, first aid, hydroponic gardening, chemical analysis, and really anything else you can think of that would be useful. The lectures would be aimed at those who haven't had much previous education in these areas.

I don't have a location or specific times planned out yet, I'm just gauging the level of interest at the moment.


[Locked to the Avengers, Pepper, Bones, and Lyall]

[This part is delivered far more awkwardly.] I need to go away for a few days. Up in the mountains, I think, where I won't be able to hurt anyone. Company is probably a bad idea, but I thought you all should know where I'm going, at least.
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[The video starts focused on the space a few inches above Usagi's head, showing the obviously alien decor of one of the pod rooms on the ship. Someone is not quite sure how to aim the camera on her cool new communicator at the moment, but she corrects the angle a bit ham-handedly as she starts to talk. Usagi looks tired, and nervous, and she's speaking Japanese.]

Everybody? Are you getting this? I'm-- I think I'm some place pretty weird.

[She glances around. Yeah. Weird is an understatement. She lowers her arm a little, showing a wider angle: Usagi is seated, slouched, on the floor near where she emerged from her pod, with her transformation compact in her lap. She's got that 'about to cry' trembly face going on.]

And just--just when we were all back together again. Is this some kind of enemy? Could I just be having a nightmare instead?
growingwild: PB: Luke Pasqualino (I do like a girl with some thorns)
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Right, well fun as it was to go off to that dead desert [Briar's face clearly indicates that he didn't like that desert at all], now that I'm back if I don't do anything useful Rosethorn'll hang me in the well the next time she sees me. [now Briar grins]

I can make medicines, and I'm good at growing things. [Briar grins again, amused at the sheer understatement of that sentence] Somebody around here's gotta need a gardener.
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Wanda is hardly happy to find herself naked in a pod. She’s even less happy that this is the second time in six weeks she’s found herself in an alien environment without prior warning.]

[She’s dressed now, though, and she’s got her communicator on. She’s not exactly smiling, but she looks much further from smashing everything in sight than she feels]

This is getting ridiculous. I’m the Scarlet Witch. Does that mean anything to anybody? [That echoes in her ears for a few seconds before she realizes how stuck up it sounds.] That’s not what I meant. [deep breath]

What I mean is: My name is Wanda Maximoff. I’m a mutant. From Genosha. [She takes another look around her surroundings.] Which is a country on Earth. I… [Wanda does not have much experience socializing outside an island nation ruled by her father, and her discomfort as she tries to figure out what a proper greeting sounds like is obvious.] Who else was abducted by aliens? [It’s a start]
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[The network post opens with a not-so-great video of a distant city of blackened buildings, set in some kind of rugged desert terrain. It's not-so-great because it's being viewed through a set of lenses in a not-very-great telescope. Haruka's voice comes from off-screen.]

Found something interesting. That explosion or whatever it was looks like it was some kind of city.

[Then she pulls the phone back from the telescope to her face, with Darwin and Chime not too far off in the background, visible mostly because they're both taller than she is. Briar's around, too, but not within the camera's scope. There's also some Wasteland terrain visible. It looks like they had to get a little ways into it before they could get a clear picture on the shoddy spyglass Haruka had.]

We've already caught the Authorities flying that way, but we can't see what they're doing from here. We didn't bring supplies for crossing this mess, but I'd be happy to try coming back again if anyone wants us to get a closer look.


((Chime, Darwin, and Briar are all welcome to add their two cents to any thread in this, and if you wanna do an action thread in here, I'm cool with that too!))
growingwild: PB: Luke Pasqualino (Don’t you ever do that. Don’t you ever)
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[The image that appears is of Briar, sitting on the grass just outside the ship and frowning at the device in front of him. Settled next to him is a potted miniature pine tree. But the most striking thing about him is the intricate leafy vine tattoos on his hands and forearms - which if you look closely at, you might be realise are actually moving.

When Briar starts talking, he seems to be addressing the mirror itself rather than anyone on the other end]


You can't be working, you know. I've never been able to scry - and besides, you don't even have any magic anyway, so I don't see how I'm supposed to talk to anyone with this.

[Not that Briar's all that sure he wants to talk who whoever brought him here. But magical objects without any magic is just plain bizarre, so his frown deepens]

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