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[Alec looks like he's about to say something when a ball comes out of nowhere and smacks him soundly in the head. He clutches his head and glares up at something.]

Oh gods! I can't believe you did that you obnoxious git!

[Sighing he continues bouncing the ball up and down in his hands.]

Time travel sucks sometimes, you know? Especially when your future self abuses it.

lightbranded

I suppose I have been rather quiet, these past weeks.

[There had been thinking to do, and exploring and wondering what it was he should do here. Plus, it seemed as if all everyone had been talking about since he had arrived had been the murder and resurrection of that strange fellow. Will hadn't wished to intrude.]

For those I haven't met yet, my name is Will Stanton. I come from a small village in Buckinghamshire, and it seems that I might be here for rather a long time. Could anyone tell me more about this place?

[He smiles faintly.]

I do have some good news. One of the jewelers here was kind enough to offer me some work.

deductiongeek

Come to think of it, it feels to me like there is something important about next week. May 4.... There is something about the day.

Of course it is the anniversary of Reichenbach Falls. But it seems to me that there is something more to the day.

[He scrubs at his hair in frustration.]

What is it?

element_wizard

We're very certain it was going to be a nice funereal - baring some bards - with people who tolerated Alec.

Things were going well until something started thumping in the casket.

lightbranded

[Will had been humming tunelessly as he made his way back home down Tramp's Alley. Or rather Oldway Lane, as he knew its true name to be. With the last great battle finished and all the Dark cast out beyond the end of time, he had expected it to be a very long time before he was called for another task. He was to watch, now. And that Will could do from within his life as a human.

Naturally this meant that it came as a great surprise when he found his surroundings changing completely within the space of a breath. He pauses, reaching out his sense as he does. Was this the work of the Light? Had he been called for another task?

But even as he stretches his mind out, he cannot feel anything of the Dark in this place. If anything, it felt as if it was of the Wild.

What was he to do here?

At last Will pulls his mind back and calls out with his voice.]

Hullo? Can anyone tell me where I am?

deductiongeek

Oi, oi! Get away from me!

[Conan was stumbling around outside and trying to bat away a few of the thumbnail sized creatures. They were clustering around his glasses and making it difficult for him to see. Eventually with a cry of frustration he takes his glasses off and peers at the creatures.]

What are you?

[Unfortunately for Conan, he had no idea that he had just accidentally named several of them Oi.]

deus_ex_cadet

Day two of this apparent influx and Wesley is out and about, tricorder in hand as he attempts to make sense of the anomalies. The unusual spike in the number of arrivals is certainly a point of interest, and it's one that he intends to make some sense of. Not that he's been able to figure much out about this place yet - a frustration which he's neither all too familiar nor happy with - but eventually, he'll find something. A pattern, a discrepancy, something that's responsible for this dump. It's almost like the reverse of what they'd experienced aboard the Enterprise before he wound up here, and that makes him all the more eager to figure it out. Maybe there's something in the cause of this that holds the key to returning home.

Hopefully, something he can use to give everyone the option of returning home.

watsonyourmind

[ Welcome to Burby. At least, welcome to Burby's park. Didn't know that there was one? Maybe it wasn't here yesterday.

The weather's been nice, so there's plenty of people enjoying the quiet space, natives and newbies alike. Maybe you'll find someone interesting to talk to.

At least, for some value of interesting. ]

[ ooc: Open fourthwall mingle! Come, tag and be tagged! ]

genkigoth

[You might feel like someone is watching you, but when you look over your shoulder, nobody is there.

You might hear a strange noise, but can't find the source.

You might notice that, when your back was turned, somebody came and ate all your pastries.

You might find a stuffed black bunny doll flomped somewhere in your room, and have no idea how it got there.

Don't worry, it's just Mr. Buns, creeping around Burby today. Nobody knows how or why he moves around, considering he's just a stuffed animal, and nobody has actually seen him move. He's just a very special stuffed animal.]

stressful

[He's walking around in a bit of a hurry, but you can... clearly see that he has absolutely no idea where he's going. Which seems to be the main reason his brows are pressed and his mouth is gaping.]

No. Ohh, no. No, no, no - this isn't happening. This can't be happening. Not again.

[Denial, denial, denial.]

I swear to God, I'm going to sue someone.

[No he isn't.]

Oh my God!

deductiongeek

[Conan was not amused.

It wasn't like suddenly finding himself in a new location was anything new. He'd been through his fair share of kidnappings, after all. It was a hazard of the business he was in.

But normally.... Normally he would have been aware of the transition. If only by the obvious`method of a period of unconsciousness. This time he clearly remembered watching the police start work on the clean up of the bombed baggage car. Knowing there was nothing there left for him to do, he had turned to walk away. Vermouth and Bourbon were long gone. And he was quite sure that Kid had already made his leave.

And then he had been here. A quick walk around the village had revealed buildings of European styles and materials. He knew very well that there were no structures like that anywhere near the area of Japan he had been in.

It was time to do some investigating.

Conan makes sure that his body language and expression is appropriately childish before he heads off in search of the nearest likely looking adult. If there was one thing he had learned from his situation, it was how to take full advantage of the usual reactions to a lost child. Most adults never realized just how much they would let slip to kids in this kind of situation.]

Ne, ne! Can you help me? I think I'm lost!

watsonyourmind

It's Saturday night at the local pub, and the owner is trying something new: mandatory karaoke night. Good news is, drinks are free. Bad news is, you have to sing a song to get one. Do you dare?

[ Mingle post! Underage folks are welcome in the pub, so don't be shy and please tag around! ]

rescuethatprincess

[Colwyn is in a bit of a quandry. While it is not beyond his ability to comprehend the jumping of worlds, as the Beast's dread castle does just that, he is rather confused and consternated to be experiencing it for himself. He has lost his band of merry men, as well as his mentor, and now finds himself in the middle of a quest with no idea in which direction to turn next.

The only thing he can really think to do is find himself a seer.

So that is the task he takes up, approaching the various and sundry residents of dear Burby with a regal and a single question:]

Where may I find a seer?

element_wizard

Alec is sitting outside his shop, in jeans and a tee-shirt despite the cold, with a bowl of chopped up squares of meat. At least he's not barefoot? Circling him is a small brown dragon, about the length of his arm with a snub nose and jeweled eyes. He fishes out a piece of meat from the bowl and then flicks it into the air.

The piece of meat vanishes after leaving his hands and then the little dragon does too. The meat cube reappears somewhere in the square randomly and the dragon snatching it up just seconds behind it.

It then wings its way back to Alec and trills at him, obviously saying 'again'.

Current Mood: amused

13pitchblackcats

[It's a fine day in Burby. The sun is shining, the birds are singing...

Misery does not approve. The raincloud that has taken to following her around is the only thing that makes venturing out for fresh tea-makings a possibility. Seriously, why is the sun out so often? Is it out to kill her? Malignant melanoma is a very real concern here.

After a few minutes outside, she's more than ready to give up on her shopping venture. In a last-ditch attempt to collect the final ingredient she needs to brew up some of her great-great-great-great-great-great grandmother's cure-all tea, Misery addresses the whole of Burby.]

WHERE CAN I FIND POWDERED TOAD LEGS?

[Well. The whole of Burby that's within easy shouting distance, anyway. In a much quieter monotone, she adds:]

Dried toad legs are good, too. I guess I can powder them myself.

genkigoth

[The earth rumbles and shakes. OH MY GOD, EARTHQUAKE!!!

Except. If you're on the west side of town, you may notice a new addition.

While the rest of Burby is bright and sunny, the sky above the mansion is cloudy.

A young girl peeks hesitantly out the window. Will you come knock on the door?]

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