[After several long minutes of panic about being in a morgue, and after wandering a few halls of the hospital, the young doctor finally settles down on a bench in a found lab coat and picks up his phone.]Is anyone else here? Can... someone tell me where I am, and why I'm... not dead? I didn't die, but this says I'm dead. It's pretty bad if there's ( Read more... )

It seems Comrade Azazel found a way out of the city, and didn't deem it necessary to tell any of us.

[And his tone says that he isn't surprised in the least. While Azazel seemed to like Erik enough--there is no doubt that he had a strong sense of self-preservation ( Read more... )

If someone's gone missing, check the address book on your phone. I think that people who've been removed from it are no longer in the city.

[He's been meaning to send this out for a while, since he knows there are a lot of medieval-types around who don't know how to use their phones. And something else he's noticed:]

The numbers of new arrivals ( Read more... )

[ The video switches on accidentally, showing Kate - free of those winter sweaters - sat upon a rooftop. It's not a great angle - there's her hand, and really more sky and building than person. But it looks like she's sitting by the edge, if you're clever with figuring out placement from a phone casually lying by her side. She appears lost in ( Read more... )

[With the device knocked on to it's side, it seems there are small piles of dust gathering on one of the floors of a room. Following the trail of dust, you see tiny feather's, fluffy and round at the tips though slightly red with drying blood ( Read more... )

[Rogue has a look of pure disgust on her face. She holds back the camera and in her other hand is a jock strap. She's holding it between her two fingers and away from her. She looks at it like it's going to attack her.]

What am I supposed to do with this?

[There's the sound of repetitive holiday music playing as Vanessa sighs.]

Has that much time already passed that it's Christmas? [She tugs at the sweater she's wearing and sighs.] This is awful. Tacky, even. [Tug tug.] And trust me, I know tacky. My mom has made bad designer decisions before.

[There's a few moments of silence from her before she ( Read more... )

[What you first hear is a loud, unceremonious crash over the audio feed. Panicked breathing can be heard afterward, and then some movement.

A clearly male voice begins to mutter rapidly. His tone is obviously distressed and confused.

It also happens that his voice is in a foreign language. Somewhat.]

Bu yerin ne olduğunu? How did I get here?

[ ( Read more... )

[The screen on the phone clicks on for a moment to show a young teenage girl in a pair of pajamas, with short blonde hair, considering the screen. Her eyes are purple, slightly narrowed, and they flick around as she studies the device carefully. After a few seconds, her palm covers the camera, and a second later it clicks off ( Read more... )

[There's an audible snap-hiss as a violet glow covers Revan's face and reflects onto the screen. She's wearing a pleased grin before thumbing the button on the handle of the lightsaber, and the blade disappears, leaving only the hilt.

You might recognize it as the one Xanxus had in a post a couple of days ago.

Because it is.]

It's not mine [she weighs ( Read more... )