( colligo ¬ get collected ) → network.

I can't believe I'm asking this, but is there a Watcher here? I need to know how to kill a magic suit of armor, cause I tried beating the stuffing out of it. Didn't take, but he sure returned the favor. Think I mighta broke a couple of ribs.

What the bleedin' hell is this place, then? Colligo? Can't get out? Andrew, I saw that post, quit thinking this place is place is so great. The took you, and me, who's next? Rowena? Maybe right for Buffy? Wouldn't want to be around when Xander finds out and starts callin' for witches. Or, you know, Willow.

I don't know what's more annoying, this or that stupid reality show. I need to get my ass back to Scotland. There's got be someone powerful enough to get us out on this mess. At least on our end, once they find out.

Did I fall asleep?

Just get in the car, he says. It'll take us right through the portal, he says. We'll all be back in L.A. before you know it, he says.

Note to self. The next time Wes goes on some self-important "I speak 22340932409324 languages so therefore must know everything" spiels, I'm going to smack him in his everything-knowing temple with one of my heels. Hard.

So yes. Back to the obvious point of this little rant. This? Is not L.A. Nor did I arrive in a convertible, nor are my friends anywhere nearby. And the last time I checked? PDA's tend to not be house-warming gifts. The knights, actually, are the most normal thing about all of this so I'll let them slide, for now, and move on to the obvious question.

What's the quickest way out of this place and, barring that as a likely impossibility, who does a girl have to slap to speak to somebody who doesn't act like their last meal was human brains over brunch?

I freely admit that I have this problem, in which I like to hit things. A lot. Almost as much as I enjoy a good book but not as much as I like things clean Which brings me to the point of saying that I never thought that I'd like anything about this place but I am absolutely in love with the gym. It's beautiful, the one back home isn't even this good. I'm never leaving it. Ever.

If there's a way to send us back to our homes, there's a way for me to take that gym with me right? I don't think that'd be considered stealing, more like considered fair for going this long without causing public desctruction from being antsy. Who has a library with no books? Insane and cruel. If whoever manages to figure out escape from this place can pull the gym coming along with me off, I'll ... I don't know be your best friend or something. Or make you dinner. I really want that gym.

That said, anyone wanna spar with me? Yet another thing I actually manage to like about this place. It's been along while since I've been able to find anyone able to stand up to my sparring. At least not since Clark and it really wasn't the time to ask, not that he'd go for it This is so exciting!

This is going to be a disaster. I know it. Clark and Ollie were usually the only ones that could pull off this kind of stuff. But they're not here, so... So, I just want to say a few things.

Yes, I am really the Green Lantern. It seems I'm a comic book character for a good many people. That's a very common thing to happen when universes in the multiverse have slight bleeds. It isn't enough for universes to actually crossover, but some people in each universe are able to see the other universe, though they perceive them as stories they've imagined. That's the way this sort of thing works, usually. If you need further proof, I am more than able to prove my identity to anyone that asks.

I am also going to continue as an active superhero in this city. There isn't really much for me to do in that sense right now, but that doesn't mean I'm hanging up the tights. I want people to be aware that you can come to me with concerns you have, though I would recommend you do so in private or anonymous communications.

[Private to Spider-Man and the Angel of Vengeance]
I'm not expecting anyone to jump on board the snitch-train, but I had to say something anyway. You two keep doing what you've been doing, and let me know if anyone in particular sets off any warning bells.