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If someone wanted to see me in a costume, they only had to ask.

[River smirks a little as she shows off one of the costumes in her closet. 
It was rather flattering to her figure if she did say so herself. And it came with guns. This was definitely her kind of costume.]

I wonder if these will stick around after the holiday is over with. Which brings me to a question I've been wondering about.

How do people  go about celebrating their dead?

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[There’s no handy video today.

That flat, monotonic way Flandre’s mumbling the words out is another sign of things being…not quite right.

Cube hasn’t come back from work yet. Is he lost? Is he stuck somewhere? Cube, where are you?

[Her voice briefly rises, plaintive.]


Off-communicator actionish things )


[Later, the following is amended to the entry. Flandre doesn’t trust herself to speak without her voice tearing itself to incomprehensible sobs.]

We’ll need someone to stay with, until Cube comes back.

The house is too big.
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[She had known almost immediately upon waking that everything was not as it had been the night before. For starters, she was no longer the proper gender. If that wasn’t odd enough, closer inspection revealed that the body she now resided in belonged to someone else, someone familiar. If their encounters had been relatively brief.

How fascinating.

When she finally picks up the communicator, residents of Fortuna are greeted with The Doctor, dressed with an oddly feminine touch and a distinctly softer accent.

As much as I appreciate having the opportunity to fully explore the opposite sex, perhaps a bit of warning, next time?

(ooc: Replies will be coming from [personal profile] ineleven.)


Aug. 23rd, 2012 02:04 am
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[River is never one to be confined. Well, unless there was a reason for it. So instead of being in her apartment like a good little archeologist, she's out exploring the city of Discedo, making notes of the buildings and monsters she's going across (or in some cases shot). Along the way she's also looking for useful items to scavenge.

Never pass up an opportunity when it presents itself. And if it doesn't, make one.  That's how she looked at it anyway.]

[ooc: Feel free to find her anywhere around the city. For the moment, she's unaware that she can only tell truths.]


Aug. 2nd, 2012 08:38 pm
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As soon as River was back in Discedo, she made her way towards the bar. Usually the time traveler wouldn't drink unless she had a very good reason too. In her book, an encounter with the Weeping Angels that ends in being still alive is a perfect reason to drink. Of course, this was her second encounter with them in how many months? At least this time there was only one of them.

And people lived. More or less.

Once she reaches the bar she simply asks for the strongest drink they got and takes a seat to relax. She's willing to talk to whoever decides to sit down with her really. Just as long as she got to enjoy her drink.

[ooc: It's open to everyone and anyone? Come pester River!]

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With her trusty gun strapped to her side, she heads towards the train station. The train itself reminds her of 20th century Earth technology. So, outdated but effective for travel. Not that she had much of a choice anyway. Though the lack of updates gave the archeologist plenty of hints to what the past civilization was like. Well, that and museums helped.

River makes her way on to the train and frowns a little at the smell. It's unsettling but she's smelled worse. She finds a seat and starts to toy with her scanner, attempting to get any information about the surrounding environment she can. Every once in a while she would look up when someone passed her. There was something just... unsettling about this train and their location.
tardisdiary: (Serious)
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Oh I hate them. This is far from funny.

[There's the sound of fabric  rustling before the communication device is knocked to the floor. When the video clicks on, everyone can see River Looking over
two new outfits and... an Apollo space suit from 1969 for some strange reason. For the moment, she's just glaring at the space suit with her arms crossed.  Eventually she shakes her head and moves to shove it away in a closet somewhere just as the com clicks off. ]

crowsong: Gin smirking and looking shiftily to a side. (and when you're done;)
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[The video shows moth-ridden sheets with a variety of stains in the background, but the foreground's barely more interesting than that: all it shows is Gin's white-gloved hand carrying tray of ball-shaped doughy snacks covered in sauce.]

... is this some sort of absurdly simple experiment or did someone simply feel compelled to make me takoyaki and break into my home to give it to me?

Can't say I'm fond of your stalkerish method of delivery, but I'd like to know who made it, even if it does look appetizing.

So. Don't be shy.


((Because if Gin received something like cartridges or something else useful, that'd just make things too easy for him. Instead, he receives a snack. :3))
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[Instead of the lovely River Song gracing the screen, there are two.. little mochi that look a lot like these people. The boy mochi is just kind of watching  and trailing after the little red-head girl mochi bounce around and exploring the room. She's even chattering at him in some language only they can understand and every little bit he'd respond. 

Eventually River walks in and pauses in her doorway with a towel around her neck. ]

Somehow I am not surprised you two found your way here. I bet he will simply love meeting both of you cute little things so come along Ponds, lets find the Doctor.

[She scoops up both of the mochi's just as the com clicks off.]

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