ic notes and random gab

I'm a new arrival around here, so I'm looking forward to getting to know everyone - I'm Natasha Romanoff, and at the moment, I'm residing in Summerbridge. In the meantime: a woman can only spend so many idle hours getting the lay of the land before she's itching to do something slightly more productive with her life, so to that end - what's the job situation like around here? I'm a fast learner and am fairly capable in a pretty wide-ranging variety, and I'd be very grateful to hear about any openings if you know of any interesting ones.

It has been too long since I last competed in a faire. Who will be joining us in Everdale this weekend for a bit of fun competition?

Does this mean the Strawberry Shack is gone, too?

As we bid a fond farewell to my former colleagues, Loki and Micheal Bluth, we look forward to the working along side whomever is selected to as new Council members in their stead. We ought to know for certain a week from Tuesday.

( Private to Councilmen Gilmore and Arthur Pendragon )


( Private to Faora Ul )


( Private to Caroline Forbes )


( Private to Rhys )

[Text to Sherlock Holmes] [Back dated to after these events.]

>> Where are you? Home? The lab?
>> Are you alright?

I flew into town this afternoon and found the most delightful little tea-house. It's not quite Asphodel's, but it'll do. I really ought to make more of an effort, it's simply too isolating when one doesn't have family around, otherwise. This place does seem quite safe.

( Text to Mycroft )
( Text to Sherlock )

( Private to Caroline Forbes )

( Private to Natasha Romanov )

( Private to Faora Ul )

( Private to Sherlock Holmes )

This modern technology is positively marvelous! A telephone without a cord that one may so type upon? It's so minuscule! Even my former employer, Mr Stark, could not have dreamed of such a thing.

Now I'm told that it also takes photographs? Incredible! How does one load the film?

This place is.... Awesome!!!

Don't go near lab room #221. If you must, be silent as you pass. There are rumors about first year students who were smoked out of the hall last semester. Heed them.

Anything labeled P. ANDERSON is almost certainly lethal. Unless I drink it. Then, obviously, it's not.

Fingers have been missing since early April. Assuming they're still preserved, alert me if you find them. Not security. They already know, and they're apparently tired of hearing about it.

When — not if — you attempt to drink the University coffee and decide it isn't worth finishing, bring the rest to me. I'm conducting an experiment on acidity levels.

All of the above can be waived in exchange for cigarettes.

(  Private to Mycroft Holmes  )

(  Private to John Watson  )

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Anyone else bored? I'm in need of a bit of a rough and tumble, and rumour has it there's monsters in the sewers of Ravenmoore!

Now, I know we're not meant to be going vigilante, but I think in a case like this, a bit of an angry mob is justified. Those monsters could come up through the loos! They could eat children, and puppies! Cut off the power supply to our traffic lights! We must put a stop to this. For the children and puppies!

Any residents of Ravenmore, Brightford, and Summerbridge are more than welcome to join me. Just grab your guns, axes, pitchforks, crossbows, and/or your weapon of choice, and we'll pick a meeting place for sundown. Just no swords! We've been specifically told that swords are the weapons of brainless yokels.

Speaking of, sorry those of you from Everdale. I've heard the lot of you are all sodding barbarians with fluff for brains, and that you use swords. As I've said, swords are a very distinct 'no no'. You'll just have to pummel each other at ye olden time tavern to get your kicks. Besides, we've got cars here. Can't have you showing up and thinking they're big metal dragons. I'm sure you all understand.

After a late start, Sherlock and I took the rail over to Summerbridge, and he's been showing me around. We first went to this large flea market that's only open on Saturdays, and we picked up a number of cool things, including a maritime map that I think is from a different universe than where I'm from, a few books to add to my library, and a panini iron. The problem is we're carrying around our bags everywhere. We're heading over to Micheal's Strawberry Stand, next.

As Councilman of Ravenmoore, I should like to announce that any stories of monsters creeping through the sewers of the city are complete and utter nonsense. I don't know how this rumor began, but there is absolutely no evidence whatsoever to substantiate these claims.

Therefore, anybody caught attempting to go into the sewers to slay said imaginary monsters shall be arrested for trespassing on city property, your weapons confiscated, and heavily fined. This is especially true for any sword swinging yokels from Everdale entering the city on some fool's errand, causing a disturbance while pretending to be in some live action video game.

Hello everyone! Just here to introduce myself. I'm Steve Rogers. And before you ask... no. I'm not Captain America any more. Just plain old Steve. I had a disagreement with a few people and, as Bucky can tell you, I'm a little stubborn. Bucky tells me there's a few people out there that I might know, but if you don't want to catch up, I can certainly understand. You're here for a reason.

So long story short (because it's a boring one and I don't want to take up your valuable time) I'm here, and I'm looking for a job. Can't live off Buck forever. Problem is, I'm only good at a few things that likely aren't needed here. I'm not great with technology (but I'm getting better), but I'm strong and... well that's kind of depressing. That's my only skill. But I work hard and I'm not too proud to do anything necessary... well, up to a point!

Anyway, hello.

Hello, I'm Dr John Watson. Back where I came from, I used to keep a blog about the interesting things that happened to me, so I naturally thought I'd continue to do the same, here.

I arrived on the 9th with a group of others and was assigned a place to live and a job in Ravenmoore. First I was too busy situating myself to check the network, and then I broke my mobile on Saturday and needed to get a new one, so I'm finally updating.

Early Saturday evening, a dear friend of mine visited, Sherlock Holmes, who has been in Preya for the past six months. After a short discussion, we decided that I ought to share his flat and live together like we did before. It just makes sense. Afterward, Sherlock took me on a walkabout the neighborhood. We went to all these different places, showing me around. I missed the dinner celebration to welcome new arrivals, so I'm sorry I didn't get to meet everybody who was there, but maybe there will be other opportunities? Sherlock and I had a good time together. Everywhere we went were places that Sherlock solved a case, and I mention them here because I thought it was fascinating. ( In no particular order... )

Sunday was spent moving all my things from one flat to the other, and then started to unpack.

There's more I could write about, but I'll save that for a future entry.

[Text to Sherlock Holmes]

>> The good doctor has arrived

>> [John Watson's mobile phone number and address where he's staying]


[Text to Loki]

>> I've gone over the names and numbers of the newest batch of arrivals and there seems to be a discrepancy.
>> Not all are accounted for.

BOY OH BOY AM I GLAD TO BE HERE! Starting a new life, it's going to be brilliant!

I'm the Doctor, and I'll be working with the Science Department at Abacus Institute. The Summer session has just begun, so I'll be jumping right into the swing of things.

So, tell me about yourselves! Especially those who have been here for a while, what do you think? Do you like it here? Have there been any problems?