005 - It's the unknown, the don't-know, that keeps me hangin on.
[Ten had been quiet for a long time...but he'd been busy, too. After his rather unfortunate foray into the Dead Zone, he'd come back to find out about kidnappings. Kidnappings that sounded an awful lot like the ones he'd read about last November.
This, of course, was completely unacceptable. A fact that, he'd decided, was quite essential to share with the castle itself. So, once more, he'd disappeared off the radar.
...At least this time he hadn't gotten lost.
Now, tired, frustrated, and with a splitting headache, he stumbles out of the Insolitus and opens up his journal]
Really now... you try to have a spot of decent conversation and all you get is a bloody headache. That's a tad inconsiderate if you ask me. Rude, even.
Of course, I suppose it could have been considered a bit like eavesdropping, not that I was going for that. I'm all for a nice chat over tea. Spying's all just a bit heavy handed. But if you're going to go and make yourself impossible to contact, well, I suppose it's only to be expected if one gets a little...creative...and that's hardly something that needs-
Right...not the point.
My point is that I've got a bit of a message from the castle. Or stolen from the castle, since I do believe it wasn't exactly keen on show and tell. And it's a rather awful message at that. Very vague and cryptic and not at all useful, really. But it appears that someone wandered close and then wandered away again. Or a group of someones. A group of someones the castle wasn't really wanting to have wander off. If anyone remembers a rather round-about, cube-shaped messenger, it appears to be the same group it was going on about so, whoever they are, the being behind the castle doesn't seem quite ready to let go of that disappointment.
There...that's all a bit useless, isn't it? [normally he'd be a lot more optimistic about even getting this far, but his head is killing him. For anyone in the 11th floor hallway, they might see a Time Lord slumped against the wall, legs spread out in front of him while he rubs his temples]
On the other hand..it seems we've made a bit of headway with these disappearances from town.... and we've got a pack of children running about the place. That's...odd. Unless things are very off, I'd think it was rather impossible for you lot to be that busy while I was gone.
[Doctors]
...so, this Legato fellow. Just what's been done since his...ties...have come to light?
[OOC: so very open, over the journals or in person. Contact with the castle is mod approved. Backdated to before Donna's post.]
This, of course, was completely unacceptable. A fact that, he'd decided, was quite essential to share with the castle itself. So, once more, he'd disappeared off the radar.
...At least this time he hadn't gotten lost.
Now, tired, frustrated, and with a splitting headache, he stumbles out of the Insolitus and opens up his journal]
Really now... you try to have a spot of decent conversation and all you get is a bloody headache. That's a tad inconsiderate if you ask me. Rude, even.
Of course, I suppose it could have been considered a bit like eavesdropping, not that I was going for that. I'm all for a nice chat over tea. Spying's all just a bit heavy handed. But if you're going to go and make yourself impossible to contact, well, I suppose it's only to be expected if one gets a little...creative...and that's hardly something that needs-
Right...not the point.
My point is that I've got a bit of a message from the castle. Or stolen from the castle, since I do believe it wasn't exactly keen on show and tell. And it's a rather awful message at that. Very vague and cryptic and not at all useful, really. But it appears that someone wandered close and then wandered away again. Or a group of someones. A group of someones the castle wasn't really wanting to have wander off. If anyone remembers a rather round-about, cube-shaped messenger, it appears to be the same group it was going on about so, whoever they are, the being behind the castle doesn't seem quite ready to let go of that disappointment.
There...that's all a bit useless, isn't it? [normally he'd be a lot more optimistic about even getting this far, but his head is killing him. For anyone in the 11th floor hallway, they might see a Time Lord slumped against the wall, legs spread out in front of him while he rubs his temples]
On the other hand..it seems we've made a bit of headway with these disappearances from town.... and we've got a pack of children running about the place. That's...odd. Unless things are very off, I'd think it was rather impossible for you lot to be that busy while I was gone.
[Doctors]
...so, this Legato fellow. Just what's been done since his...ties...have come to light?
[OOC: so very open, over the journals or in person. Contact with the castle is mod approved. Backdated to before Donna's post.]