War Is Coming Communications.

[Hatter]
»I feel like I haven't seen you in forever
»Which is stupid because we live together
»Demons possessing kids, missing people, tracking all of the above
»I'm exhausted. Even if I'm not doing it alone.
»Me and you are gonna have double date with the bed and tv saturday

[Peter V.]
»Hey, how's everything?
»We don't talk enough lately.
»This is me fixing that issue.

[Myka]
»Can people just not argue
»Just for one frakking day?

[H.G.]
»Consider this the daughterly check-in
»Hi.

[Connor]
»Hey, what's up?
»how are you?

Would someone please keep an eye on Emily for a while? Natasha's in the hospital.


[OOC: Pretend this happened shortly after this.]

I can't
Natasha'll be okay
She has to be
Her and the baby

James...they got James...

[Helena}
Can you come to the hospital please? The demon attacked Tasha and she the baby I can't please come?

You're not funny. That's sick. Why would anybody even send something like that?

[Filtered against evil, Death and all those sorts of things]

I'm starting to think September is a horrible month for having a birthday in. Not that I needed more reason to dislike my birthday.

[House Warehouse]

Needless to say, I'm going to spend quite a bit of time working on traps and so forth around the house. I'm also thinking putting some Devil's Traps around will be most beneficial. If anyone needs to brush up on their Latin, I can help with that as well.

[Svetlana]

Are there any vacant rooms on your floor of the complex? If things start to become exceptionally bad, I may move Emily to the complex. It may be safest there for her than at my house.

I woke up this morning...and felt the baby kick. For the first time.

You know, HG, there is nothing more endearing than a creepy tripod that stalks me around the lab.

Except for, of course, a creepy tripod that lunges at me from the closet I happened to lock it in.

In case you haven't figured it out by now, I'm not being sarcastic. Nor am I hungover.

I'm also not trying to work on anything important so that Lucifer doesn't kill us all.

If you were wondering (and I know that you were) I don't hate you in this moment. Not even a little.

(Introducing a very special filter to all of you dashing heroes [and, unfortunately, Loki] out there who happen to be weathering the weather)
Pick one and I'll make nice with UPS for a very special delivery.

(a) Umbrellas
(b) Inflatable rafts
(c) Iron Man

None of you are trying to go gallivanting off into the dark to try and fit Death's shoes, are you?

I went and changed my appearance, thanks to the encouragement from old and new friends alike. I believe I like this shorter hair style, though the electric razor they used was a bit disconcerting, as was the...styling product, I believe it was called, that was put into my hair. But I look close enough to what I had envisioned. I think this will definitely suffice.

I have two questions to ask, and I am hoping some of you might have answers, or at least can point me in the direction of those who can answer them.

The first question has to do with the roof of the complex. Where I am from I had a hive on the roof of my brownstone and I would like to have one here as well. They are completely safe, so long as you don't antagonize the bees, and I would gladly share any honey or honeycomb that comes from the hive. So I suppose the question is who would I have to ask for permission to install one on the roof?

The second question has to do with the classes offered. I have extensive knowledge in a wide variety of subjects, some of which I am an expert at. How does one go about teaching a class? Some areas in which I am knowledgeable include escape techniques, forensics, beekeeping and various forms of self defence.

Also, speaking of self defence, I am looking to train with others in the various forms of martial arts as well as the use of sticks. I am hoping someone is willing to help me brush up on my skills, as I am a tad rusty.

One day, you guys. One day I will find the right electromagnetic or electromagic or whatthehellever thing to track so we can have some kind of warning system set up with the Seal. I swear. I'm so sick of losing people to that damn thing.

[House Warehouse]
Ty for not being eaten by the giant wormhole of doom.

You know, I get curious sometimes. About how things are back home. What's in store for me if I get sent back. Sometimes, I should just ignore my curiosity.

My sister is alive. I can't even process that. And Artie knew, he knew all along and didn't tell me.

Whoever messed with my coffee has a serious death wish. Do you not know that it is basically my lifeline?

I will find you.
I will make you pay for this.

Whoever this was better run far and fast because nothing will make me give up this quest.

I am officially all moved in with Claudia. It's like I'm a proper grown up and everything It's weird but awesome.

So as it has been brought to my attention, there seems to be a market for my robots that clean. Aside from the two lovely ladies I spoke with on Kenzi's post, is there anyone who wishes me to build them a robot that cleans?

Tony Stark, I may require your assistance in this matter.

Claudia.
CLAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUDIA.
CLAAAAAAAAAAAAAAUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUDIAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!

You've been holding out on me.

According to Peter, you are currently in possession of a magical robot named Sprocket. This magical robot is a cleaning robot. It cleans things, Claudia. As in things that are dirty.

Wanna know what's dirty? My apartment.
Wanna know who doesn't want to clean it? Yep. That's right. Moi.

I think you and I are due for a very serious conversation.

[Filtered against evil]

Now let us not have a repeat of tea being taken away. That was entirely unpleasant in more ways than one.


[Oswin]

Now that things are back to normal and I am in a far better mood, may I ask you to dinner, darling?

Also I'm feeling adventurous, so how do you feel about going dancing after dinner?


[Svetlana]

I do hope you have survived the lack of tea with no ill effects?