one puff of smoke.

[lullabyoflondon]

[accidental voice post]

Bleeding hell. My head.

For once, I'm sure it's not the sodding drink or even the magic but it's always something, innit--

...this isn't London.

Where the bloody fuck am I.

[end transmission]Right. Now that I've got the fucking technology in this bastard place working the way it ought to--least as much as that shite

Comments

[valentineluke]

Welcome back.

[lullabyoflondon]

Right, this is getting bloody ridiculous.

I've never been here before in my life. Unless someone's messed about my memories. Other than me, I mean.

[valentineluke]

Yes, you were.

However, it's not uncommon for the City to repeatedly pull the same person from different points in their timeline. Hence the reason why you have no memories of this place.

[lullabyoflondon]

Say again, squire?

[valentineluke]

I think it best you get a stiff drink or two followed by a day of rest.

[lullabyoflondon]

Now that's advice I can take.

(Private)

[valentineluke]

I'm Luke Valentine, Jan's my younger brother. Have nothing to fear from either of us.

I will attempt to keep Miss Driver occupied and hopefully give you some peace tonight.

Re: (Private)

[lullabyoflondon]

Ta. I owe you both, mate.