[Locked to Basement Residents]

(Note: This entry deals with For SCIENCE! and That sound. Plotsplosion entry will be later.)

Aubrey and I are still working on the Skid together. We started earlier this week, and it's been -- to put it colloquially -- a blast. Our current goal is to make the Skid roadworthy again. It's a long process -- the Skid was pretty smashed up during its entry here, and we're still working things out with the owner of the local junkyard -- but we're making progress. I'm very glad not all of my Fae-based magic was removed when I came through the Rift. This process would be a lot harder if I didn't have my "Brief Glamour of Repair" and "Blessing of Perfection" abilities. The Skid really likes the latter. Oh, did I really have to

Anyway, it's been good times with Aubrey. Xe has some real talent when it comes to building and repairing things. I was surprised to learn his official science is ecology! I've never thought much about that particular branch, I admit. It was interesting to hear xem talk about it, though. I like having a friend I can talk about this sort of thing with. I've been meeting a lot of science-related people lately, but Aubrey's the one I've gotten closest with.

Speaking of meeting people, it was good meeting you, Donna. Even if I worried you a bit with my temporary case of nerves. Really, nothing major -- just a sudden, somewhat unpleasant memory. I'm hoping we can talk again -- hopefully about the more pleasant aspects of time. I know there's a lot of sadness involved, but it can't be all destruction and loss. (Of course, I may be biased. I'm trying to invent my own form of time travel, so I don't want to hear about how awful the flow of time is.) Things will be all right someday. That's what I keep telling myself.

Oh, and the Doctor? She let spill about your little secret. Wanderer indeed. I should have suspected something more the instant you said the TARDIS was your ship. Time Lord, then?

[Locked to Self]STOP THINKING ABOUT HOW PRETTY DONNA IS. Yes, she's a fairly attractive woman. Yes, she's intelligent and can see the flow of time. But you are in another universe. Relationships should be the last thing on your mind. Besides, I thought I was done with trying for a mate after the fiasco with Jill. Just make friends![/Locked]

[Multiple Locks]

[Locked to Basement Residents plus Revan, Locked from Romana and Her Affliates]
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What

WHAT IN THE NAME OF SIR ISAAC H. NEWTON HAPPENED HERE?!

I know what happened in a factual sense. Romana attacked the Doctor, this Torchwood group has left, now we're all being herded upstairs to avoid the further wrath of the First Angel, but -- how did it even get to this point?!

I suppose it'll be good for my health to get out of this room, I suspect mildew's taking over the carpet, but --

I was just starting to feel at home here. I was getting used to this place. I was
I was happy.

Revan, why did you have to leave, I wanted to talk to you
This had to happen right after I remembered DYING
I don't want to die again

I suppose I'll use this post as a warning -- if you see any odd meterological phenomena, that's me. The weather around my person tends to react to my moods, and I'm scared worried nervous. I don't know the radius to which my power extends, so if there's any indoor thunderstorms or the like, just assume it's me.

[Locked solely to Revan, Gladys, Aubrey] Don't leave Stay safe. All of you. If anything happens and you need my assistance, don't hesitate to call me. I've already lost one of my closest friends -- I'm NOT losing anyone else.
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[water stains here]damn it, Marty, I need you