Portland Net

Guys, I just wanted to give you a heads-up. My friend, T.J., might be staying with us for a few days.

I've been talking to this other were-wolf called Ruby, and she's from a different place than us. Nina knows her and told me to contact her and have a chat, so I did and we got talking about vampires. Mind if I tell her about you? I didn't want to just do it, what with everything.

Winchesters & Co.:

I'm Kurt Hummel. You kidnapped my fiance and tied him up in your basement because he thought you were serial killers, and one of you works with my brother.

I love my friends. I love Santana. She's a huge pain in the ass, she's made my life hell more often than not, but she's family to me. I care what happens to her. I'm all about supporting her through this whole mess, but the fact of the matter is that she turned into a thing that eats people.

Santana's been My friend Quinn, she I'm not supposed to be telling you this, but I'm terrified I don't know what to do God I'm scared

I need you all to promise me that if push comes to shove and you have to do your jobs, don't draw it out. I know that if something big happens, you'll have to protect people, but please remember that she's a person too.

Private to the Doctor:

I guess my gift of gab doesn't work on flappy-haired American vampire slayers. And just when I was about to add it to my CV.

Private to Whovians and Ruby:

Hypothetically speaking...

If a certain Scottish ginger time traveler were to suddenly develop certain feelings for a certain murderous vampire... how would her entirely brilliant band of mates hypothetically react?

Hypothetically.

I was reproached out on the street today for walking too slowly. I'm not even sure why, because I was walking at a normal pace, awaited the digital sign of the walking man and crossed at the proper intersection. Yet still I was yelled at and berated that I was not walking fast enough. What is considered fast enough? A light jog perhaps? I shall have to consider this next time I am crossing a street.

Further, I believe my limited wardrobe that arrived with me here is not appropriate for this time period. I require assistance in purchasing something modest that will not gather me stares in public please. Could anyone help?

Pretty sure I've successfully re-memorised the Dewey Decimal system. I haven't used it since high school, but on the other hand it's significantly easier than the classification system we used in my last job (which was still no excuse for everyone's shoddy filing since no matter what system you use, the numbers go in the same order).

Jack.
So, I suppose I should see when you're free this week. For the gun licence thing, I mean.