( colligo ¬ get collected ) → network.

I must admit, I am truly amazed at how civil you mortals seem to keep yourselves. Those were trying times. I expected complete chaos and far more bloodshed. Perhaps those of the lower realms have come far from their days as worshiping us as gods.

This again? Really?

I mean...it's not that I don't mind coming here, but I could do with a bit less of the back and forth is all.

All right. Front and centre. Who's still about?

Right. Okay.

Someone want to tell me what's going on?

I definitely didn't drink enough for this

I've finished packing up and storing what is left of Gwaine's things. It's a shame he's gone, but I imagine he's already found his way back to the Rising Sun by now.

Right then. It seems I've taken a slight detour.

And I've busted up my hand.

I don't like asking for help, but...help?

I miss dreaming. Not natural dreams, but going dreaming with Morpheus. Those were some of the most fantastic experiences I've ever had.

( Arthur )

( Filtered to Eames' friends )

EDIT: Has anybody seen Regulus? My text just bounced and I am currently sitting in the "denial" stage of Colligo-separation-grief.

Can somebody help me? I don't no know where I am and the nights knites knights weren't very helpful. I'm not suposed saposed suppossed supposed to be out of bed. My dad's gonna be real mad.

I have to say that I'm glad that those people aren't getting violent anymore. I really hope that doesn't happen again.

Filtered to Halliwell Family Members
I just can't keep this a secret anymore. But after I got punched in the nose, I turned a local into a rat. Don't worry he's back to normal but I feel bad that I resorted into turning him into something out of anger.

Strange library filled with books that are either blank or read like very strange biographies? Check.

Empty knight costumes with very poor communication skills and no concept of personal space? Check.

Two moons in the sky and people who keep telling me that I'm in some place I've never heard of before? Check.

As far as hoaxes go, I have to admit. I'm impressed. Not enough to buy whatever it is you're selling, but nice try.

Now do yourself a favor and send me back before I figure out some way to contact my dad.

I feel inclined to say I didn't do it.

So, look, I'm due to run a trip in an hour and if I'm not back, Max will skin me alive. Or try to anyways. Joke's over now mystery jokester. Or White or whoever else would get a kick out of confusing me

I finally managed to round up Damien. I also rounded up the handful of other nubbins that Damien busted free. And the handful they managed to create while they were busy hiding in the walls, trying to evade capture and probably plotting our demise.

Next time any of them get loose, I call dibs on 'not it' for the bag and tag squad. Just saying.

( Filtered to Crowley )

( Filtered to Eliot and Sophie )

My daughter and Mia were sent back. I'm going out for a drink.