[Oh Hai Abax. Behold Harry, sweaterless and holding a pair of shiny scissors. He's also incredibly amused. By everything.]

So who needs shearing? [He snips at the air and holds up a mangled sweater. It's hideous but clearly cut in half.]

Because these baby's work.

[Another grin and the feed ends.]

[Video feed turns on. Aragorn is. not. happy. Do you see his face? This is the not amused face of a king. A king. They do not wear this kind of.. garment. They wear armour. If he had been in Middle-Earth, this would be the equivalent of painting a bullseye on his back.

By the look on his face, he's wants answers of where it came from. Or, more ( Read more... )

[Yes, as if Castiel hadn't been unimpressed enough with being forced to wear normal well-fitted clothing since his arrival, he is now trapped within the confines of his very own Misha sweater. The only way it could ever get better is through the lovely addition of some subtle nativity imagery embroidered beneath the pattern across his chest. The ( Read more... )

...won't you come off?!

[It's the sound of scratching. And a very, very disgruntled mage wearing a very very ugly and uncomfortable kitty sweater. Anders woke up with this itching fashion abomination (just being specific, considering where he's from) on him and no matter how many times he has tried, the thing just won't come off!Oh. And he also ( Read more... )

[Someone is still learning how to work this technology. The image flickers before going black and then coming on.]

Suilaid. [Arwen dips her head.]I am still a stranger to this form of magic, what I have been told is technology. I seek information on other worlds. Are the people from my world the only ones who are not accostumed to this landscape, ( Read more... )

[So Bucky's up on some roof. That's pretty much where he is most of the time, still scoping things out.]Right, so how many of you have some training? Combat, hand to hand, weapons would be best. Steve's starting a group here, we had one back home. And after that chaos at the tree, we don't know what we're up against. Better to be armed and prepared ( Read more... )

[It's supposed to be locked, but following the terrific blast of power that dropped the wizard like a sack of bricks, his tech savvy went right out the window. One hand is white-knuckling his staff, the other manipulating the phone. Gandalf is pale, his face drawn with pain.

[He does not look happy.]Aragorn. Haldir. Something is coming. Something ( Read more... )

[ the video feed starts and catches part of the ceiling of the morgue. it has been pushed off her chest earlier as she rises from the cold metal bed in haste despite her weakened state. in the utter silence of the room, a soft voice can be heard speaking. ]

Where am I?

[ slowly, she inspects her surroundings and finds everything utterly foreign ( Read more... )

[A video feed pops up, but there isn't much visible besides a wall. Whoever is holding the phone doesn't realize they've initiated a call as they inspect the object.]

Something tells me this is more'n just a river stone...

[The speaker turns the "stone" over in their hands and suddenly a surprised face is visible, but only for a moment before the ( Read more... )

[In the freezing silence of the morgue wakes a man with a sharp inhale. Slowly. Calmly. He opens his eyes, and shuts them again when the light above blinds him with such intense light that he immediately wonders if he has somehow made his way to Aman, the Blessed Realm. Could it be that he had had succumbed to his fate while he slept?

He turns away ( Read more... )