[text - during the stampede]

wolf attack. failed to stop bleeding. need med assist

kara thrace, where the HELL are you


[That's the last anybody'll be hearing from Sherlock. For those who know where he lives: if they go there, they'll find evidence of an attempt to barricade the door against the animals, a severely wounded giant wolf (several gunshot wounds) scattered medical supplies and a puddle of blood, but no Sherlock. If they think to check the ship, they'll find that he's been returned to his pod - but he won't be coming out.]

[Open Spam / Network post]

 [Open Spam]

[Claire has been missing for a while now, and she's completely disoriented about waking up in the spaceship...

Again.

The pod opens and the petite blonde crawls out, first confused, and then hit with a wave of unmanageable terror. How long had she been in there? Had she skipped hundreds or thousands of years again? Is everyone already long dead and gone?

Hyperventilating and scrambling to the exit, Claire steps out into the rain. If no one is at the ship, she'll be sprinting down to the town to find someone she recognizes. Anyone. Anyone at all.
]

[Later: Public | Video]

[Claire still looks reasonably startled, but the stubbornness in her is keeping it as hidden as possible. She has the look on her face like one does when they are being brave because they have to be.]

Okay.. [She takes a shallow, sharp breath.] How long have I been gone?


((OOC: The answer is weeks to a month. Anyway, Claire's back now and I am looking to get her involved in plots again. Everyone I dropped threads with, please send me a PM, IM, or plurk and lemme know what you want to do with them. <3 SO glad to be back. Sorry everyone. ;_;))

[text; locked to Daniel]

Ready for lessons, if you're still available.

[audio; locked to Agent Kay]

[This message is sent a few moments after this. Sherlock sounds out of breath.]

...Did you feel that?

[video]

[Sherlock is lying back on his bed - not in the Flop, he's been holed up elsewhere - with the camera trained on his face.]

Well. Now that we're all done being shot at and talking over plans to get shot at in the future, perhaps someone can come up with something else to do.

Locked to Agent K and Kara Thrace )

Locked to Claire Bennet )

[text; open]

[[OOC: Backdated to not long after this thread.]]

Require two flashlights and basic tools. A screwdriver at least.

Can trade, but would prefer a collateral arrangement.
how_i_tease: (yo!)

[ video ; open ]

They said this isn't the end of the world. Sure had me fooled.

[ The image hovers strangely, like the device is floating in front of him as he lights up a cigarette. The man in the feed is scruffy and pale looking, with thick coke-bottle glasses. He runs a hand distractedly through dark, shaggy hair as his gaze flits to the side to take in the ruined city around him, peering this way and that. ]

Woke up to worse, though.

So any word yet on what that's supposed to be?

[ He turns the camera to point towards the domes in the distance. ]