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"Ho. Ly snap, how long has it even been since I was last here?"

Alice wanders into the Nexus, clad in jeans, a tee, and a comfy, colourful scarf, because it's happymaking. She spins around on one heel to have a look around. "Don't answer that, that wasn't my question. Probably. Unless you remember, which would be kind of interesting but don't be offended if I can't remember you name by now. I have the memory of a cheese grater."

She contemplates her question for a moment, stroking her chin in the manner favoured by evil people with evil beards, because it's fun. "If you were going to design a religion, what would it be centred around, and what would be your major tenets?

"Alternately, if I asked you to foil an invasion of aliens shaped like cabbage patch kids, how would you go about it?"

Jane isn't exactly limping when she gets into the Nexus but she feels like she should be. She drops into a couch and rolls her shoulders a few times. Then glances around watching the various people who frequent the Nexus. She doesn't think any of them look like trouble or anything and she thinks that she might get a few ideas from here.

"Right. If you were thinking of some kind of protection what would you go for? I'm talking something flexible. More so than just a bullet proof vest. Just curious."

That's pretty much a lie, no one who asks stuff like that is ever just curious. "And here's another. I've got a client who has a top of the line can't be broken into security system. At least that's what it's supposed to be. Any entrance that could be used to break in and get the goods he was keeping are too small to get through by normal means as far as I can tell. Okay so guess what, someone broke in and lifted some things. He doesn't know how because he doesn't have security cameras in his vault."

She taps her chin and leans forward. "I have a few ideas on how he got robbed. What do you think happened?"

((Cross posted for great justice.))

There is a flash of light, and Q's back in the Nexus.

No, not that Q, the other Q.

She's wearing the form she wore here last time -- a tall, red-haired, human woman -- but the arrogance she carried herself with last time is mostly gone. She looks tired, and while she makes a token attempt to sneer at the Nexus, it's only a token... the sneer is gone in seconds, replaced by an expression that seems both empty and unhappy.

"How do you live with knowing how weak you truly are?"

This was getting to be a habit. Hubs at the end of the world - or the center of the universe, rather - seemed to be a popular hangout for the Endless. Maybe it was the multitude of people that gathered there, or maybe it was how incredibly big the universe felt there, or maybe she just found them interesting, but Death could always be found there, as she is now, sitting a table sipping a drink, and smiling at the world as she sees how it's all going to end.

"Hm-mm... pop quiz, folks."

She sets down her mead, and flashes a knowing smile.

"Why?"

Now, it's quite often that the Doctor finds himself in a strange place. He's been to an over-abundance of worlds, after all, and with all the time he's spent bobbing around the universe he's used to ending up somewhere he doesn't quite expect. The TARDIS had fallen into the unfortunate habit of surprising him lately, too, and normally he'd figure turning up at the hub was just her silly way of saying "Why thank you, Doctor, for being such a nice Doctor - here, take a load off and have a drink, why don't you?"

Except that the Doctor doesn't quite know where his TARDIS is, and that's not a very usual thing.

"Well, this is a pickle, innit?"

He sits himself at a table, sets his elbow on its top and squishes his cheeks between his hands, pondering the far wall.

"Now if I were a blue box, where would I be? Well, I'd be where I left myself, of course, where else would I be? Now where in the world did I leave myself? That's exactly the pickle, you see, because I don't remember that. But I should remember that - no, I do remember that! It's just the matter of sorting out which where I left it it is now, innit? Except of course I don't think I've been here before, so it's got to be the newest where I left it... but the newest where I left it would have to be back there, and this isn't back there at all, that I can see, so that only leaves that I really don't remember where I left it and that's a wibbly bit of trouble."

He releases his cheeks and takes a breath, and voices a question to the multiverse.

"So if I don't remember the where I left it that I really should remember because it's the only where I left it that I left it this time around, how in the world am I getting back my box?"

It seems Faye has been living in the Nexus since Christmas Day... Which, of course, was pretty much ruined by her near-kidnapping by her Sire, temporary dismemberment and losing her sword. If it wasn't for the intervention of Fuu, the kidnapping would've been successful.

She hasn't really done anything productive, other than setting up a home for herself, here in the Nexus.

Currently sat on a love seat, Faye's wishing she could be affected by alcohol.

Now, there is the required question. "How would you all cope with being rendered completely helpless...? It's clear I have a long way to go to get to the level of skill I need."

Current Mood: melancholy

There seems to be a rather tall orange and black mech pacing about near the sign today. After a few moments, he asks his question without ceasing in his pacings.

"Suppose there's someone who was a threat to the well-being of an entire planet and its inhabitants... and someone else eliminated the threat, or so you thought... Roughly a year passes, and something happens involving the original threat, which proves that the threat survived, though in a very weakened state. Now the original threat has been totally neutralized... Though now he or she is a shadow of who they were originally. Bear in mind that they can no longer harm anyone, due to what happened... Do you accept that and let them be, or do you keep watch to make absolutely sure they can't harm anyone ever again?"

April had not been able to visit the Nexus lately, because of a busy school semester. But today she is on her winter break, and is relaxing by a chair with a winged blue kitten in her lap.

"Do you ever think your life would be different, if you or your family was more normal?" And by normal, she means not having special abilities.

"Or is there such a thing as normal..."

Here's Link. He is tiny and sad.

"...What do you guys do when you miss your family?"

Won't someone help the tiny, sad Hero of Winds?

Dragon In The Nexus?
Yep, there is. A gold and amethyst dragon, napping on a convenient dragon-sized couch with a sunbeam shining on him and a small table nearby with a sign on it.

The sign has a question:

"Were you bad this year? Did you get coal for Christmas?"

Then underneath that:

Coal bought here, for a reasonable price.

Now what would a dragon be wanting with coal?

"Do men have masters?"

"So?? What kind of good loot did you get for Christmas?"

"'Your sword will one day become more powerful than any magic?' Hey, what gives?" A certain fifteen year old boy has turned up in the Nexus again, looking a bit petulant. "Though... can it really? I dunno..."

Incidentally, he's also completely unaware that Christmas is here in the Nexus. Given that it's summer in his world, that's not surprising.

"Uh... Hey, why's there Christmas stuff up?"

Tida's here, a Santa hat perched on her head, a red and white woolen cloak wound about her, and a long, somewhat-awkward looking bundle wrapped in the same bicolored cloth in her arms. She's also got more armor, amulets and the like, stacked on several tables around her this time. She's really been busy.

"Would anyone like a present? Take whatever you like, it's all free. I can describe anything you're interested in."

She glances about, looking now for Samus. She's got the commissioned weapon that she was to make finished at last, and she wants to get it to the woman as fast as possible.

((Consider the second part a major THMNY - that weapon was supposed to be finished and given to Samus over a month ago. I'm really sorry it took so long to get to this. I swore I'd made that post last month, but it turns out I hadn't. x_x;;; Just call it a time discrepancy, I guess?))

Hey, look who's back after a short absence. For the past few days, she's been spending some more time with friends and family (Fuu, of course, counts as family) when she's not training or even doing a little exploring.

As usual, she has her sword with her, but today she seems to have a bit of holly in her hair.

"Here's a question little to do with this time of year... What's with some vampires that seem like they want to spend eternity brooding?"

Jubilee has a serious look today. "Do you think it is possible for a person to break a pattern, that has the potential to be self-destructive?"

"What are some ways for a person to break bad, or un-healthy, habits?"

It's that time of year again.
Here is the Peterbuilt with the trailer full of gifts. Here is the tall slender elf in jeans sitting on the back bumper. Though the elf this year is a young man with black hair and eyes the green of holly leaves. He smiles at the Nexusites near him, and says, "Who's been good this year?"

((He's got one gift for each character who replies. Please put some inkling of who/what your character is/likes somewhere in your reply if it's not on their bio. Feel free to bring more than one of your characters to the Elf. And this post will be open and active till Ukrainian Christmas, in January.))

Current Mood: cheerful

Christmas Carols
Rain makes his way to a big comfy chair by a fire. He sits and puts his acoustic guitar across his lap. He's feeling much more festive thanks to a new friend "Who wants to sing christmas carols?" He tunes his guitar and strums idly.

"Go ahead and sing, I'll accompany you."

“Such a busy time of year, Christmas.” And you might think Cronus disliked it, what with the general heartwarming-family-fun being antithetical to his nature. This is not, in fact, the case. He’s smiling as he ensconces himself in the best chair in sight. Of course, he usually is.

“Feasts to prepare, relatives to entertain, all those last-minute gifts to buy…” The chaos is almost worth the saccharine sentiments, if you ask him. “So much work to live up to so many expectations.”

The Titan/god/superior git contemplates the crowd with the air of someone who has their preparations all in place. Or at least distributed to the underlings to put in place. “So, Nexus. Do you strain yourself to live up to others’ expectations? And what makes this year different from the last?”

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Current Mood: complacent

The ever changing scenery of the multiverse has expanded to include what appears to be a section of woodland that opens up into a sunbathed clearing today. Other Nexus goers can cancel any plans they might have had to have a picnic there, however. It has already been claimed by another visitor, one that is quite capable of filling most of the space by themselves. Lounging in the very heart of the clearing is a large black dragon, its wings spread over the ground as it suns itself and gazes at the rest of the Nexus with detached interest. The beast looks to be a little on the thin side for a dragon, its scales slightly dull and ashen and what few movements it makes marked with drowsiness. Winter has just ended in her home reality and she has only recently emerged from her den after a few months of hibernation. A couple successful hunts and a good rub against a decent rock formation to jumpstart the molting process will restore her to her usual glory.

Yawning lazily she curls her whip-like tail close to her body and slowly raises her head, uncrossing her forelegs and shifting her weight around a bit. She blinks almost dreamily as she directs her eyes to the Sign. Her gaze does not linger for long on the blindingly bright object, however, before she returns to regarding the multiverse at large. “What do you believe in?” she asks. It is a simple enough question, but one with countless answers. The dragon isn’t looking for anything in particular. She is simply bored and too lethargic to go hunting.

The Nexus is behaving oddly today. There's a water-filled shaft by the Sign.

It's a deep one, too, as is evidenced by the way it remains so still for a long while before the surface of the water suddenly begins to ripple and a blonde, finned head abruptly breaks the surface, oceanic eyes looking around boredly.

Then blinking, then looking again, then once again.

"...This is not the Caves of Menaces," the head's owner says suspiciously.

It's a light female voice, so those who are witnessing this whole spectacle probably won't be surprised to see a mermaid emerge from the water, her tail flicking powerfully to launch her out of the water and high into the air - from there, obviously having a flair for the dramatic, she neatly backflips to put herself out of range of the shaft's edges and glows briefly, landing from her jump on a pair of very nice legs and looking around once more. "Come to think of it, I don't think I've ever seen anything like this before. And these people...they're so strange," she murmurs, making another sweep of the area with her eyes and now spotting the Sign.

"That's painful." But she moves closer with a self-assured stride and squiiiints hard to make out what it's saying. "Ask a question? A question? I'm not going to ask a question. I don't take orders from strange signs. Especially when I don't know where I am."

"...So where in the world am I?"

((Ashefish in mermaid form -- Ashefish in humanoid form. Just so you know what you're meant to be seeing.))

Rain flops down on a couch and puts his feet up, laying his guitar against the arm of it beside him. "Most wonderful time of the year, my ass. For those of you that don't have family or friends, what do the holidays mean to you?"

River is dancing.
Bouncing around the sign area and making Dog yodel excitedly as the big animal romps with her.

"So!" says the young woman, grinning from ear to ear as she shoves her hair out of her face with her splinted right hand. "I have a job! I heard this guy talking about a tournament that was open to the Nexus, 'n went and kicked a few guys in armor's $@$@#@s, and now I'm the king of Lore's monster hunter! And the sweetest part? Fifty gold coins per monster."

"Which brings up my question." She stops and flops onto the arm of a couch and puts an arm around Dog's neck. "Anybody know what to do with gold coins?"

Current Mood: excited

There seems to be a rather large malamute in the Nexus today... or maybe a black and white wolf? Either way, he's here, and seems to be searching for something, or someone. With an irritated growl, the canine transforms into a dog-like mech. "That slagger'd better not have gotten himself killed..." And then he sights the sign. Cue the cursing and averting of optics, "Slaaaag. Is that thing someone's idea of a sick joke, or what?"

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