Third Diagnosis, Voice;

[likesroleplay]

[Today? Elliot it is in the library. She's mostly trying to educate herself more about the different species here. She figures if she's going to be treating patients of all kinds in the clinics, the more information, the better.

She pauses in her work to open up her journal and dictate a message.]

So, here's a question for other doctory and medical sort of people here. Or anyone who can answer, I guess. Is there any good sources for the different species here? It's still a lot to wrap my head around, the idea of everyone not being human and all that, but it seems to be the case. And I'm a doctor. And I can't assume everyone works the way humans do, you know? And what if someone comes into the clinic really sick or injured or something?

I'd want to be able to help them. But right now? I'm not sure I could.

I know there was that meeting a few days ago in town with a lecture on certain vampires and all that which was really, really informative even if it all sounds like something out of that movie JD always talked about wanting to write. But it led me to think that information like that? Would be really helpful, and I imagine I'm not the only one who thinks so.

If you want, I'm in the library right now and could definitely use any help anyone would be willing to give.

[And with that, she ends the entry.]

[ooc: Open like an open thing. Feel free to reply to the entry or action it out at the library.]

the Lord is waitin' to take your hand

[atrophied]

( private )

( John Watson )

( Allen Walker )

07 شش

[antichauffeur]

[After kid!Hesam got talking to Sam Flynn, he is now super curious to have this question answered]

Are there wizards in the castle? Can they do lotsa magic? Not bad magic like monsters. And do they have beards? And pointy hats?

✴ three

[korianders]

[ hey there paradisa, have an upset looking orange girl wondering about in the garden, mumbling to herself ]

They say the dead comes back to life, but there is not explanation. [ a sigh ]

What sort of place have I been brought to...?

(no subject)

[impetuous]

[ Backdated to yesterday. ]

( Zelos )

─ one hundred & forty-two

[amiable]

( private )

( cair paradisa )

( friends )

( zelos )

[ An energetic and bright voice will be picked up by the journals this early afternoon. The sound of footsteps, utensils clattering, and voices in the background indicate Uru's most likely at her workplace. If one were to pay close attention, they could hear somebody ordering a coffee or anything else you'd find at a coffee house.

Rather than talk about the recent events that transpired... ]

Hello! How is everyone today?

You know, Father's Day is coming up in another week. It's always the third Sunday of June back home, but I think it's the same here! Anyway, it made me think about the children who were here not too long ago, the doors, and... since it happens every year close to Mother's Day or after it, I wonder if the castle is trying to send us some kind of message about family? Well, all the things that happen here... maybe there's a message in some.

[ Her train of thought, wherever it's going, is interrupted by somebody calling out to her. ]

O-Oh, yes coming! [ As soon as she's done serving the customer: ] Um, what I want to say is... I'd like to hear about everyone else's families. Do you have any special celebrations for Father's Day? [ A pause, then a little quietly: ] I haven't had any myself yet, but I bet Dad would like food. He gets really excited when I give him anything.


[ ooc; open through journal or action at her workplace (a coffee house!) in the town! ]

Dictated

[builds]

All right, first things first... Huh, would you look at that? This really is writing down whatever I say. That's neat. Kind of looks like my handwriting, too.

...Where was I? Right. First things.

Impetus Tower was a ridiculous name, so I took the liberty of renaming it to the Stark Tower.

Still working on changing the name at the entrance. Castle doesn't seem to like it, keeps changing it back. Heard it was sentient, didn't hear it was stubborn. [ But that's okay, Tony is more stubborn. ]

Second, there was a flood of condoms out of the tower. I'm just going to come out and say it, because I know somebody out there was thinking it; that was not my fault. Came out of a young lady's room, in fact. Not going to ask why - it's none of my business - but I'd recommend a little more discretion next time.

Third, I've had problems sleeping lately. Is this possibly related to my "loss?" Because I work long nights, I need to be able to get my sleep in the morning. Might need to try sleeping pills next. Doctors and medical types? Hook me up.


( Avengers )

( People who knew him before and trust him )

trente-trois ° dictated

[signedlefthanded]

[Filtered to Dr. House]

I believe the DNA Analysis machine is ready. At least to the perimeters you gave me earlier. I would have given it to you earlier, but due to some losses and being sent home, it's taken me longer than expected.

[End of Filter]

Being back here is unsettling, and I've already finished a project. Mr. Moriarty, you mentioned a radiation scanner. I don't know if anyone needs any equipment. I'm quite capable. I've built several machines in the clinic. Mr. Holmes and Dr. House can attest to it.

I'm a fast learner and nothing can best me.

I need something to do. [More than anyone knows.]

Thank you.

Five Knives

[prettyknives]

( filtered to Hank Henshaw and Jim Moriarty )

Backdated to June 10

[modernholmes]

 [Filtered to Hattori]

Meet me at the Clock Tower in town.  There's been an explosion.

[/Filtered]



Ne, ne!  Was anyone else in town this afternoon?  Can anyone tell me what they saw today?


[ooc: Conan is investigating the explosion from the Sherlock cast's plot.  Feel free to join in once Heiji and Conan make it to the site..]

Fourth Trident

[tyingknots]

[Today Paradisa there is a written list in the journal. All nice and neat in a handwriting that someone went to great lengths to make sure wasn't recognizable.]

( Cut for length )

( Haymitch )

((OOC: Finnick is trolling his cast, all the above writing is anonymous so as to not link to him. Feel free to threadjack etc. in here as he'll only respond as himself and not own up to this.))

Ninth Drink

[wastheexample]

( Panem filter - sans Clove )

( Clove )

[Forward dated to early tomorrow morning]

[schrodingersghost]

 [Now, see, one of the drawbacks to having the power to phase through solid objects whenever he wanted was the fact that occasionally Danny went intangible when he really would have preferred to stay solid.  Case in point, right now.  When he should have been fast asleep and safely solid in bed.

But no.  Instead he had slipped into intangibility in his sleep.  And fallen.

First, straight through his mattress and the floor of his room.  Then through more floors as he kept falling through the floors of the castle.  Seconds before he slams into the floor of the lobby, Danny wakes up and yelps as he hastily redirects his fall just enough to plummet into an empty couch instead of burying his face into the floor.

A few seconds later he yelps again as his journal falls from above and hits him on the head.]

...Oh man, I thought I was over that.

[ action ]

[wishmadeinfire]

[ After the horrendous fight with Felix, Ashura had no wish to stay in the Castle where he might run into the other. So, instead, he headed out to the barn and gathered Svitana, tossing on the dragon-horses' bareback blanket and bridle and mounting up.

They surged out of the barn at break neck speeds, Svitana let out a reptilian screen as his claws dug into the earth, throwing up clods of dirt as the pair raced for the forest. They vanished within, racing through the wood at a pace some might consider dangerous if not for Svitana's great traction from his claws. They leapt over fallen trees and rocks, sending birds scattering and deer running and more or less terrifying the local wildlife. 

When they finally emerged, both were panting, and Ashura's cheeks were scratched here and there from twigs having smacked him in the face. He had chosen to ignore them in his more or less irritated rage. His hair had leaves in it that he was slowly yanking out as Svitana scraped through the town, some people avoiding the clearly miffed elf-like man and his giant reptilian horse.

For the first time in a long time, Ashura wanted a drink - a real, hard drink, and that was where he was headed.]

[ooc: feel free to see him running through the wood or stop him in the town and join him for angry drinks]

fifth glitch

[perfectisnteasy]

[it's taken CLU a few cycles to digest everything that happened to him out there. to everyone. to digest the fact that he's actually CONSIDERING everyone, at that. his mind's been blown, to say the least, and it's been a constant effort not to just crash at the implications of it all, every time it comes back to him.

but he and Flynn have been working on that. slowly, steadily. patiently.

the patience part has been driving him nuts, and he's itching for something he can actually DO with all of this knowledge, this new data, these parameters and pathways and possibilities. he wants to build.

so he finally breaks down, gets over his taboo, and wishes himself up a computer, like the one he'd seen Alleyne using in the library after he first arrived. it doesn't take him long at all to find CastleNet, and pulling his disc off his back, he activates it, pulling up the code from their time in the Mirrorland. taking up his journal, too, he cracks it open to a blank page, and dictates, calmly:]

Hey, I'm putting some stuff up on this CastleNet of ours. Easiest place for me to move it all. Pretty important, too. Definitely worth a look.

[and then he'll put in a URL...]

(  h t t p : / / E P I C T E A L D E E R . c n e t  )

---

[the upload finished, CLU disconnects his disc and puts it back, then tilts his head at the computer. he knows there's got to be some kind of algorithm that could be created to decode the garbled pieces of the image, fix the resolution or unscramble the code ... so he calls up a command prompt and starts editing in commands. it's a VERY clunky way to operate, as opposed to his old Grid method of just ... Making It Happen ... but it's still something he knows from being Flynn's clone.

there's just one problem. the second he types RUN, the entire screen freaks out.]

Oh, what the hell...?!


((OOC: This is the information that the kidnapped characters found in the Mirrorland library! Pass it around, discuss, debate, point and gape, say "I KNEW IT", go crazy! CLU might be a little distracted by the discovery of his loss...))