[ There's a slight hum as the feed turns on. At first, it's not... exactly clear what it is the camera is trying to focus on, but after a moment, it does. What it does focus on is a large glass jar with an enormous, misshapen head inside, apparently being sustained by the machinery hooked up to it.

It doesn't seem to be doing much other than stare out in front of it. But then it speaks. Sort of. Its mouth doesn't move, but the voice comes telepathically. ]

Time...It is cruel, and it is the greatest gift the universe could ever bestow upon its children. It must be treated with care and respect. You would do well to remember this.

Hello! It seems like this place is really in need of help.

[River waves at the camera, yes, she has already browsed around her phone a little.]

Two of you. And it's not even my birthday.

 I've got one question.  Just one.  Very important.  Critical, in fact.

...Is Harry Potter here?

Who: The 10th Doctor, England and Sirius. And anyone else who wants to chip in!
What: The Doctor, England and Sirius walk into a bar...
When: SOME TIME after the list was announced
Where: Nancing Phony
Warnings: ...I don't even know.

( The Doctor, England and Sirius Black walk into a bar... )


[ooc: Post order or just randomly tag, I don't even care. x)]

[This was suppose to be private to Lin and Coulson, but Carol isn't feeling her best at the moment so she didn't exactly filter it correctly.

Saying she looks like shit is putting it lightly. This was suppose to be over. She thought she was in the clear, but yesterday it happened again. She woke up, took a sip of coffee and spat it back out, the burning of the whiskey still hot in her mouth. She almost broke, but she promised herself that she wouldn't, she promised her friends she wouldn't. And even though they weren't here now she planned on keeping that promise.

But it hasn't been this hard since she started recovering, and she's not sure how much longer she can last.]

Hey, I know this is last minute but...[She rakes a hand through her hair] I'm not going to be in today or...tomorrow probably. I'm...I'm sorry.

[And she's not apologizing for the alcohol, because she hasn't drank anything, and she isn't going to drink anything, but she's just so thirsty.

She picks up a glass of water; her face contorts when the clear liquid turns amber in her grip.

She curses loud and throws the glass across the room as the feed goes black.]

... Ah.

Very well, then.

I shall be getting good and sloshed if anyone requires my attention. If anyone does, I can't guarantee I'll give it. I'm becoming rather tired of this place.

Sirius, if you'd care to join me I'd be much obliged.

It's nice being the only bar in town again.

While Principal Dinkerton had taken time to recover and the science labs were under renovation, I do hope you all realized from posts by your teachers that school had still been in session this week after that debacle and will remain so after the weekend.

You're free to discuss any absences with me to see if they qualify as excused but Dinkerton has informed me that they're likely not going to unless you too have a broken limb.

[The Doctor is sitting on the chair next to the TARDIS control console, bouncing a rubber ball against the floor and catching it again and again. He glances sideways at the camera, making a noise between his lips and his teeth.]

It's hard to know what to say, isn't it? After something like that. A lot of people hurt, or scared. A lot of people out of work because the buildings they work in were wrecked. Even school's down to half-days while they repair the damage.

But I can tell you this. Whatever kind of trouble we go through, we can all go on. Every last one of you. You are all -- we are all -- amazing people. Trolls, humans, Time Lords, assorted other species... we're resilient. Got depth nobody can guess at, not even ourselves. I've seen you all do it before, and it has been... incredible. A privilege, really.

And I think, right now, that might be what you all need to hear. We're going to make it. We're going to make it because you are all so strong, so astounding... such brilliant people.

I might not always be happy to be here, but I'm always proud to be one of you.


[The camera shuts off. Then, after a moment, it turns on again, with him crouching in front of it, squinting into the lens.]

And because of that, by the way. When the school does go back to a full day and my classes start again. Because you are such fantastic people... all the homework I assigned for Monday is still going to be due.

Oldest version got psychic powers. Telepathy, telekinesis along with strength and reflexes. He's bored and wants a confrontation.

I'm not inclined to humour him. Not particularly inclined to make this public either, wouldn't want to give him an excuse to assault other people.

Magneto is up to something. Something big. I'm not sure exactly how, but he insists that he's leaving the island. I need you all on your best games, but please stay safe. We know his talents, but I can't be sure exactly what he's capable of or what lengths he's willing to go to, so protect yourselves.

Tim, I know you've said that you can fly now, but has anyone else gotten any extra abilities? I haven't noticed any changes from my own self, but it would be nice to get a list of resources and any information regarding the situation that we can.

Gwen- There has been some increase in criminal activity in conjunction with superpowered residents. Try not to concern yourself with petty things like burglaries or looting; your priority should be protecting citizens.

Tim- Once again I need you on surveillance and citizen protection. If Magneto's planning something, then I need to know what. Given his history with the island, he's likely to make it big and showy. If anyone's in the way, help them, but don't lose sight of him.

Natasha- I know you have other priorities right now. I don't expect you to come with us, but if you can find time for us, I need you to find out who's working for Magneto and take them out if necessary. He likes to surround himself with like-minded people, and I can almost certainly guarantee that he won't be alone in this.

Ianto- I need you to back me up. I'm going to confront him head-on if necessary. So until he makes his move, I need you to find me non-magnetic materials that can be used for weaponry. Regular bullets will be no good, so something rubber, plastic, or some non-magnetic metal would be good. But when the time comes, I need you behind me. If it looks like it's going to get dangerous, don't worry about me and protect yourself. Understand?

Doctors- People are going to get hurt. People might even die. First and foremost, I need your permission to use lethal force if necessary. Second, I need someone to help Ianto find me non-magnetic materials and help make them into something I can use. I know it's a little non-kosher, me ordering you lot around, but I need your co-operation. Please.

Have any of you ever taken the time to appreciate how fucking fantastic potatoes are? They're like the single best food thing ever. You can do so much with them. Not meaning to Forrest Gump but there's so many things you can do with potatoes. Boil them, mash them, fry them, slice them, make a casserole, make pancakes, put them on a pizza, and a billion other things.

Basically I have a 2kg sack of potatoes. +999 life points earned.

Well, it's taken a lot of hard work and time, but I think I can finally announce:

Baker Street Surgery is Open for Business!

I will be happy to fix your wounds and diagnose and treat minor illnesses. In a pinch, I can also provide emergency care in lieu of busy emergency rooms at the hospital.

For the moment, it's only me, so scheduling may be tight. But that also brings me to my next point in that I am looking for well-qualified physicians, nurses, and office staff to help keep everything running as smoothly as possible. Feel free to drop off a resume or message me and we'll have a chat.

Hello there!

Do we happen to have any experts on inter-dimensional travel or broken time-lines? I could use a sounding board.

I could also use a big blue box, do let me know if you see one.

Right.

Now that I'm done gawking at this ... thing that allows me to communicate to other people. Somehow. I almost wish I could perform magic like this. I'm Merlin. Servant to King Arthur of Camelot. I'm also a sorcerer, something I couldn't tell other people before but that's changed. In any case, I won't bother you with the details. I was hoping someone might actually bother me with the details? Like what is going on? I'd also welcome any explanation as to how this room is lit without any torches. I certainly haven't mastered that kind of magic.

So if anyone would help me out, I'd be very grateful. I might even return the favour somehow. Just don't ask me for love spells and potions. I've had bad experiences with those and trust me, you really don't want to clean up afterwards. You really really don't.