( colligo ¬ get collected ) → network.

Since there's no Max here to boss me around and help save everyone, I've shockingly got nothing to do.

That shut-in thing doesn't sit well with me. I gotta get out. Might have to go bar scouting, but in the meantime, what's for fun around here?

( Filtered to the Leverage Crew and the Sterlings )

( Filtered to Sam Ford )

( Filtered to Jaenelle Angelline )

[some scuffling, and muttering, along with the usual sounds of someone being escorted from the library]

Unhand me! I demand to speak with the person in charge! And I will not use this confounded--

[and the feed cuts out as the device is either thrown, dropped, hexed, or otherwise mishandled]

Ok, so that's the last time I trying apparating while pissed because this is not Diagon Alley at all. I mean the suits of armor kicking me out on my arse was the first clue. And surprising I feel pretty damn sober all of a sudden too. Guess I can take two on trying to get home then.

The thugs here are sub par at best. I actually miss Gotham City's thugs; at least they were somewhat of a challenge.