War Is Coming Communications.

So I think patrolling probably generally goes better when you don't trip over your own feet and twist your ankle.

And guys, really, don't go freaking out because it wasn't even related to anything we ran into last night. Once I can walk okay, I'm going out again.

Holy water works if you believe it works but what if you believe that it will work if you believe that it will work? I should be testing this. I should know. I do not enjoy this staying indoors and
I have things to be doing and I cannot simply stay here because some other versions of myself were terribly accident-prone and

In unrelated news, I require a substantial length of copper pipe, approximately sixty-seven large glass jars with tight-fitting lids, and blood from at least three different sources of supernatural creature. Vampire, demon, other; I am not particularly picky. Whatever is on-hand will suffice. The jars, however, really must be completely air-tight. On that, I'm afraid I must insist.

[Spike]
Hey. How are you holding up?


[John]
I'm sorry for the way I spoke to you, the other night.


[Harmony]
Could we go do something? Just us two? Day trip to Kansas City or something?


[Perry]
Sorry. For the other night. And thanks.


[Greg]
You're still here, right? You didn't You better not

Epiphany's gone. And Joan's gone. And sounds like a few others. Is anyone else missing?


[Perry, Harmony, John, Greg, Tony, and Sherlock]
You guys better all still be here. No disappearing acts.

Oh my god that sucked. Like hardcore full-on sucked. Never thought I'd actually be happy to find myself in Lawre Are we all back now? No one's still swapped out?

I read the shit the other me put up. God, I don't... I am so fucking sorry for anything he said or did.

[Harmony]
Did he hurt you? Oh god, Harmony, the things he said, I swear to god, I don't think any of that and I never have and I'm so fucking sorry.

[Perry]
God, you're not going to like this
There is a whole lot of shit in my flat that I have no idea how it all got there. It wasn't there when we left town and I didn't put it there and a lot of it looks like the shit they handout at the complex when you show up and I swear it wasn't me that took it.

So whose amazing plan was it to leave all these little gift baskets with laptops and giftcards and shit just out in the lobby? Because wow, make my job easier, why don't you?

This place isn't so bad so far. You know, aside from all the crazy people and evil vampires. Almost wouldn't mind sticking around longer now.




{ooc: so AU!Harry continues to be a douche. He's just stolen all the care packages out of the main complex. Normal Harry will be back tomorrow and will flail about all the stolen shit piled up in his apartment, because dude, he was stopping all that so wtf!! But yus, if anyone feels like noticing a distinct lack of shit in the lobby... Should note that he does know how to avoid security precautions pretty well, so any video evidence would be minimal}

Two weeks, right? That's it?


[To Harmony]
I should apolog
No, fuck you, you fucking lef
Just play nice, Lockhart

Sorry.


[To the Jolly Gay Giant]
You act like a cop or something. So how the fuck did I ever end up hanging out with you?

Head count for whoever the hell isn't swapped? I make one. Yay for one. Brb head desking for the rest of my life. Thanks Kansas.

List part..whatever. 2? 3? idk.
Connor
Lydia
Lois
Hermione
Jane
Henry
Medbay staff
Ruby
Elena
Abby
River
Amy
Oswin
Tonks
Spike
Ginger
Scott
Peter Parker
H.G. Wells

Can me and Sylvia stay with somebody else til people switch back? I can't... he's wrong and he's not my Harry and fuck, he's a fucking asshole. And I don't know if I can really trust him with the cat, so she's coming with me.

[The Harry that's here]
Why did you
You know, you don't have to like me but that was really low last ni
You didn't have to be so
No, fuck you

[Perry]
Why did he have to... He's right. I just fucking left her there...I should have just taken her with me...

Okay, so Kansas so isn't a step up from where I was before. There any particular reason I can't just go the fuck back to fucking New York?

So, just checking in, how many of you guys are still, you know, you? because John jus

ETA: Me and Harmony and Perry are clearing off for a few days. Just fyi. I've got my phone, call me if you need anything, okay?


[Perry and Harmony]
Can we go do something? Day trip or something, I don't know. I just can't Maybe if we're away from Lawrence it'll leave us alone, won't trade any of us ou

You remember that time you had the dream you work up in Bizzaro World and everyone went cuckoo bananas? This is that dream coming to reality, isn't it?

Okay, I be.... confused. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! Laughing, yes yo, but confused. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! So, since I highly doubt dis is Seal-related, which one of tha techies did this, biatch? Was it you, Evil Twin, biatch? Seems like yo' kind of thang. Also can we chizzle it back at some point, cuz, you know, funky as dis is, itz kind of hard ta make sense of anythang mah playas is saying. And you know, it might git oldschool afta a funky-ass bit.

What tha fuck iz this?

So, I feel like a giant waste of space here. I have a job, but in the middle of the fucking Apocalypse, that sort of seems irrelevant. But I'm not a fighter, nor do I want to be, I don't want to be a hunterI don't want Harry being one either but, so here's my question: What the hell am I supposed to DO here?

It shouldn't be surprising how many people will jump at the chance to have someone spy on their partner for them. And they say romance is dead.

If we sent one man to the moon, why can't we send them all? Is that asking so much?

I was looking for a hunt and found a few more than I expected. Anyone feeling up to take on a case?

(Castiel)
Know what a Wendigo is?

Harry tells me there are some people here who could help me with ID, so I can get a job.

I'm Perry Van Shrike. Worked as a private investigator.

I did not go to sleep in the middle of Lawrence.

Harry what the fuck did you do?