} video

[beautifullies]

[ Claire may be from America, and she may be from the 20th century, but 1957 certainly didn't have devices that let you send your image to people in real time, or send words to a screen. Computers were only for NASA, which had large buildings to store them.

She's a little behind.

And so there's a woman squinting at the screen until she realizes she is actually recording and sits up straighter. ]

There. If I'm doing this correctly, I suppose I'll hear from someone. At least, I think I will. My name is Claire Fraser, newly...imported.

[ At least she's givingg her own last name correctly these days. There are some she introduced herself to as Mrs. Randall. That was before her preferred husband dropped in. ]

I was wondering how easy or difficult it might be to change professions? For my husband, primarily, he--

[ How to put this delicately. ]

'Renaissance Fair actor' isn't quite in his wheelhouse. He doesn't even realize what that is. The 18th century wasn't exactly looking to begin recreating the past just yet. [ Even for her it's a very new concept. ] In any case, he does enjoy working with his hands and with horses. I like to think I know my husband, so if you have any ideas for employment, I would be grateful, even if it's simply to guide me toward a better source.

[ She pauses, eying the information she's written for prospects she already has in mind to follow up on before looking back toward the device. ]

If anyone works at the hospital, I'd like a word too, please. I enjoy working in medicine, and my assignment did get that correct. I would prefer not to work overnight shifts, but I wasn't sure if I'm there because there's an urgent need for it, or if there's another facility that could better fit a daytime schedule.

[ Claire has no idea how to end this and fumbles until she actually stops transmitting. She's trying. ]

001; video;

[goodtobebad]

[ The person on the video looks like he's trying way too hard to look casual. Dressed in black, with red hair that clearly has a lot of product in it, and sunglasses on indoors which just make him look like even more of a tool, he's sprawled lazily on a sofa. He sounds British*. ]

So, being kidnapped to another dimension is great and all, yippee, just what I wanted this week, good to see America is just as tedious in this dimension as in mine, but - there's really only one question worth asking, here.

Where can I get a decent drink?





[ *He's not, since Hell isn't in Britain. ]

[ Video ]

[bookshopped]

[The angel is not used to mobiles. He's spent a great deal of time resisting the modern world in many ways -- though back home, in his lovely little bookshop, he does have a clever little computer that has not counted as modern for a decade or two at least -- but he's been left little choice now. The mobile phone was part of his welcome packet. And these other imPorts, of which he apparently is one, are all connected this way. So what better way to reach out?

That said, he's fidgeting with the phone and the image is a far-too-close-up shot of his face before he adjusts.]

Ah. There. Yes, good. Hello.

[A smile, warm and genuine if a bit frazzled at the moment. His voice is soft, accent distinctly British, distinctly proper. He is at least one of those two things.] Clever little devices aren't they? I expect it'll take some getting used to, but it's likely high time I surrendered and wound up with a mobile anyway.

[He's rambling and circling the point rather than making it though, and he does realize this.]

Right. Yes. What I wanted to ask, and I do apologize if this seems a bit odd as questions go, but does anyone out there have any experience with the Apocalypse? Or, well, an apocalypse, I suppose? Armageddon? End of the world?

[That's what he's opening with. Who gave him network access? It's just, he's starting to wonder if his landing here has to do with the recently aborted Armageddon back home. Only a theory. And theories exist to be tested.]

Oh! And if anyone knows of a good sushi restaurant locally, I'd be delighted to hear of it.

[The angel's priorities are in order.]

video;

[cantgetanyworse]

[Coming from the early 20th century, Jane is still having to get used to the intricacies of the device she's trying to use to communicate with the rest of the people here. She is still, too, getting used to the idea of being an 'imPort' and the apparent powers that come along with it.]

Oh-- hello. [It's too close to her face, at first. She takes a moment to move it back, putting her face and shoulders into frame.]

I'm Jane Porter. I'm a zoologist, and an artist, and, hmm... I'm looking for anyone else in De Chima. If someone would be able to spare some time to show me around properly-- I've not seen a great deal of anything just yet, just my new workplace.

[She's about to hang up, then-- ... Sigh.]

And I'm supposed to mention that Akros Books in De Chima is having a sale this weekend.

[The screen tilts, wobbles, then turns off.]