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[Despite all of the shenanigans surrounding Valentine's Day, Dr. Beckett has been busy... Well, as busy as he can be when his new loss lets him concentrate...]

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atadiscoverer

[A sharp intake of breath, as though someone has just woken suddenly from a dream, can be heard from the journal.

In fact, that's what's happened.]

Michael... Bloody hell...

[Fumbling for his journal, not caring it's already open.]

Please still be here...

( Jennifer Keller )

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[Anyone who bothers to come by the church in town will find someone in it, cleaning it up, dusting, squaring everything away.

Someone you might not expect.

Carson is working rather dilligently, dust and muck smeared across one cheek, whistling as he works on getting the place ready. If he's honest, he's feeling bad that he let it go this long without looking in on the place...

The sounds of cleaning will translate over the journals, but the book will be kept out of harm's way.]

Do we have anyone here who can say mass? [Comes a slightly distant, Scottish voice.] It's just that I'm busy cleaning up the church in town, and I figured it might be nice to have a Christmas mass here. Keep things a wee bit traditional for those who celebrate Christmas.

Also, anyone who wants to help me keep this place tidy, help would be appreciated. I know at least three people who would be thankful.

atadiscoverer

( Filtered to those interested in starting a Clinic in Town )

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((OOC: The first filter is open to everyone interested, not just those who replied first.))

atadiscoverer

[The autumn day finds one Dr. Carson Beckett in the city, his journal open, as he browses the shops, looking into the clothes stores and the like. Seems someone is browsing for something to wear to some party or something. Wonder what it is...

He throws up a few filters as he browses.]

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[The next is spoken unfiltered, his voice is rather happy as he walks around town.]

I think a wee masquerade ball is a marvelous idea. It's a good way to celebrate the turn of the season. Does anyone know of any good shops in the city that'll help me with a wee design? I'd rather not wish something like this up. It would mean more if it was specially made, aye?

((OOC: Unfiltered section is open. Feel free to bump into him wandering around.))

atadiscoverer

I'm thinking of opening a Clinic in the City Royale. I know there's a hospital, and a few doctors around, but it couldn't hurt to get a wee bit more experience outside the castle.

I'm looking for an appropriate building now, but I'll also need a few doctors and nurses to help out. Anyone with medical training, experience or healing talents through magic is welcome too. Could always use a few Paramedics.

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[Someone's out early, campers, already set-up by the lakeside, in one of the much quieter corners, as to not disturb anyone using the lake for swimming or anything.

Yes, Carson is out fishing in the early morning. It doesn't matter if he doesn't catch anything, but he's there. His line's cast out, his feet are up on a cooler and he's reading.

Nothing but peace and quiet. Someone come and ruin it for him?]

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[There's the sound of happy baby noises coming over the journal, as well a familiar beeping noise. To those who recognise it, it'll be the sound of Dr. Beckett's Ancient Life-Signs Detector. And a baby.]

No, no no, Rodney, those are daddy's-

[And the sound of Carson coming over to rescue his journal and scanner from his castle-given son.]

Wait... It's active... You've got the gene, too?

[It was to be expected, but it's still a surprise.]

Who's a little genius, aye? Who's a wee genius? [Baby talk. And it makes Rodney giggle.]

atadiscoverer

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Hello, Paradisa. I'm sorry I haven't been around much of late... Have I missed anything?

((OOC: Open over the journals. There's also this thing. Pleae give it a once-over!))

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[Carson is pottering around in the kitchen, fixing himself food, and he opens the fridge to find a note. On that note is scribbled:

TOUCH THE CHEESE AND I WILL GUT YOU

Carson just kinda stares at it for a minute.]

Well, that's bloody charming.

((OOC: As open as anything!))

seventhfonist

[The words form slowly on the page in neat handwriting, lacking flourish indicative of someone accustomed to writing large amounts in little time. The hesitation becomes less noticeable as the entry goes on.]

This is Locrian Sergeant Tear Grants of the Oracle Knights requesting information.

A cursory inspection has revealed this place to be completely unfamiliar. Requesting information on location and means of arrival.

[The writing paused for a moment as she inspected her surroundings.]

If you have captured my with malicious intent, you will gain nothing for it. The Order will not negotiate for my release.

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[Carson has been avoiding the castle all day, what with the Peep invasion. He'd rather not be buried under mountains of sugar, thanks.

So, he's out in the town, followed by a big, pink thing wearing a nurse's cap. They seem to be buying supplies.]

So, we've got bandages, plaster, anti-biotics... Anything else we need?

Blissey!

Ah, yes, anti-septic spray, thank you.

Blissey.

((OOC: Open to all! Over the journals or in person in town.))

sixguns

[There is someone new in the castle. Perhaps you've noticed, likely you haven't. The journal in the room is open, though. Who knows why? Maybe the castle's having a laugh.

[A man is lying on the too-large, much-too-comfortable bed, and he's just waking up.

[There is a sharp intake of breath, and then a low, desperate murmuring.]

O My Jesus, forgive us our sins, save us from the fires of Hell and lead all souls to Heaven, especially those who are in most need of Thy mercy...

[A pause, then louder.]

Fuck.

[The bed creaks, and someone stumbles over to the book, leaning off to one side. Hello, book.

[He is an older man dressed in black, black and black, with a thick Irish accent.]

Y'get ugly rooms in Hell.

[Something smudges the page. Blood?]

An' books what write themselves, apparently.

[my first post in this new place. still gettin the hang of it. feel free to tell me if I'm buggering this up!]

atadiscoverer

[Carson is sat in the lobby of the castle, tapping his pen lightly against his leg as he stares off to a distance before starting to scribble in some filters.

Those that have seen Carson's notebook have probably noticed that the handwriting is pretty messy. This isn't the case this time. Seems the good doctor has decent penmanship when not frantically translating dead languages.]

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[Carson takes a break at writing those filters, sighing and leaning back in the sofa to rest his hand.]

I've got to bloody say. This castle takes it out of you at times...

atadiscoverer

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[Filters done, Carson begins to start his work, firstly with running his scanner over a few of the victims, noting down their vitals and any other potentially helpful information.]

((OOC: As per this comment, as there have been no objections, Carson is starting to organise a way to potentially wake these people up. Free to be bugged over the journals, or in person in the clinic.))

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[There's the sounds of a café in the City Royale being broadcast through the journals, someone obviously partaking breakfast out in the city for a change.]

We've been getting a lot of new people showing up injured recently. It makes me think just how bad other worlds get.

[A pause as Carson takes a sip of tea.]

Or Paradisa is getting a wee bit sadistic in it's selection criteria.

((OOC: Open over the journals or in person, happy for people to join him for tea.))

atadiscoverer

[The Lux is the quieter of the two bars in Paradisa, and so it finds Dr. Carson Beckett at the bar. He's idly stirring at his drink with a stirring straw.

He's also looking pretty depressed, too. Which is different from his mix of worried, dissapproving and happy expressions. Something must be up.

Do you have the heart to go and ask him?]

((OOC: Open to The Lux.))

atadiscoverer

[Here's something for you, Paradisa.

There's a small, blue croco-thingy curled up on the desk of Dr. Carson Beckett. And it's fast asleep.

It's also curled around Dr. Beckett's journal rather protectively and has a pen clasped in one paw.

What do?]

((OOC: Totodile loss! Completely open, have at him!))

atadiscoverer

[There's a familiar sight in the clinic.

This is one Dr. Carson Beckett, sat at his desk, notepad and journal open. There is one distinct difference to the norm, however...

And that is that Carson is asleep. Fast asleep. Anyone with their journals open will hear a very light snoring sound.]

((OOC: Open to all, in the clinic or over the journals. He should be easy to wake up!))

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