Parker had finished morning classes, then driven to London for her internship hours, stopping for a mocha at one of the local Starbucks outlets.
That was when the portal showed up.
"What the--" She tried to go around it. Tried to ignore it. The damn thing was following her. She took two running steps--
"Holy crap." Zeppelins in the air. A steam-powered carriage zooming by? A rail for a train circling the perimeter of the city.
"Goddamnit. So totally not in Islington any more."
[ooc: Parker is now in the steampunk London of The League of Extraordinary Gentlemen.]