o1 | [video/action]

[strangeboy]

[D'Artagnan walks through a hallway, holding the video device. His finger clouds the image as he taps the screen (but really just the camera) and then blurs as he shakes it. He hardly understands the novels of his own time, how is he expected to understand this?]

Hello? [A blur again, the sound of his boots smacking against the floor as he walks faster.]

Is-- Is this a-- Oh, merde-- [Aaaaaand a series of thuds and smacks and groans as he rolls down the stairs, which can be seen in glimpses as he goes.

The movement stops. The feed shows only the ceiling. Silence. One long, final groan escapes. A shuffling noise is heard, and D'Artagnan's face appears in the camera again. He does not look pleased.]

Where am I?

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[not_apriest]

Bottom of a stairs, by the sound of it. Must you approach everything head-first?

[strangeboy]

[ARAMISSSSSSSS. Your voice is the most beautiful thing he's heard all day.

Wait, where is the voice coming from? The device? SO IT DOES COMMUNICATE WITH OTHERS! Ha! Who's stupid now, huh?

Right. Focus.]

Yes, I'm well aware. And, in all fairness I slipped. Where are you?

[not_apriest]

On my feet. And heading your way.

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[thestormcomes]

The epitome of grace, as always.

[Athos would know that yelp anywhere. For all D'Artagnan's good qualities, he does manage to lack refinement.]

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[strangeboy]

[What in the world? Athos? Where is he?]

I said where am I, not what am I. Do you need your ears checked, old man?

[And he grins.]

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[thestormcomes]

No, but I could certainly box yours for disrespecting your elders and betters.

[Lest we all forget what a darling little youngster D'Artagnan is.]

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[freetobe]

You should not move. It seems you endanger yourself by doing so.

[Castiel frowns at the screen. Humans. Really.]

[video]

[strangeboy]

[D'Artagnan squints at him and coughs. At least there's not blood in it.]

Right. Thanks for the advice, but not exactly helpful at this moment.

[video]

[freetobe]

Are you mortall wounded?

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[surgicalprodigy]

[ Holy crap! Someone just fell down the stairs! SCORE! ]

Hey! You okay?

Yeah, I know, you woke up in a weird new place, but first thing's first. You didn't hit your head too hard, did you?

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[strangeboy]

[Oh dear, a person. D'Artagnan looks up at him, squinting.]

I-- Yes. I mean no, I'm fine. My head is fine, I don't think I hit it.

Who are you?

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[surgicalprodigy]

Alan Probe. I'm the local genius surgeon. If there's something that should not be there, I'm the one who can get it out.

[ grin. ]

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[airshipswank]

[ Buckingham was wandering the mansion all day, somewhat lost in thought. The day after his return he sought to inquire about the fate of his mirror, but no matter which reflective surface he consulted he would promptly be met with the inscription of MIND YOUR OWN BUSINESS in bold letters.

Now he is about to return to his room and have a look at the netWHAT IN GOD'S NAME?!?! The noise interrupts his thoughts and alerts Buckingham just in time to step back and avoid whatever thing is about to come tumbling down the stairs towards him. ]

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[airshipswank]

[ And once it comes to a halt at the bottom of the stairs Buckingham looks down to find, not a strange thing, but a familiar face, a very familiar face whose acquaintance he made shortly before coming to Wonderland and who has remained in the duke's thoughts on account of the nature of their first encounter...

...and all the elaborate scenarios of revenge Buckingham created in anticipation of the next. ]

3/okay done carry on

[airshipswank]

[ To Buckingham it has been over a year since then and the fire of his anger then has long burnt down, but the embers are always ready to be reignited and besides, how could he possibly let go of the chance to offer a greeting befitting of a musketeer? ]

Well, well, well. It has been a while, hasn't it?

[ He takes one step towards D'Artagnan and then one more, to place a fashionable heel squarely on his chest. ]

If I recall we were... interrupted before we could talk.

[video forever]

[akapeanut]

You okay?

[video forever]

[strangeboy]

[Blinkityblink. Hello pretty girl. You get a D'Artagnan smile.]

I believe I am. To whom do I have the pleasure of speaking?

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[libraritology]

Oh my word, are you all right?

[Evie only witnessed the tail end of the young man's entrance, but seeing him groan on the floor in pain suggests that he isn't doing altogether too well.]

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[strangeboy]

[Oh. Hello, another pretty girl, how about that? He scratches his head and smiles.]

Fine, just fine. And you?

[itsahotone]

[Looks like you've had far too many concerned-esque reactions, sir. How about we fix that?]

Walk much?

[strangeboy]

[Perfect. Also, hello nurse.]

I do, actually. Might I inquire as to your name?

[Video]

[justlove]

I'd say that's definitely called making an entrance. I'm sure someone's filled you in about this place by now, and you seem like you're doing okay for the most part.

[If he's really not okay, feel free to correct him.]

Hi, I'm Blaine.

[Video]

[strangeboy]

Blaine. Yes, I'm fine. Pleased to meet you. I'm called D'Artagnan.

[bigbrothercoop]

Oh gosh. Hey, man, are you okay?

[Cooper immediately kneels down to help the man, a look of concern in his eyes.]

You should really pay more attention to where you're going?

[strangeboy]

[D'Artagnan frowns up at him. Not that he doesn't appreciate the help, really.]

It would be easier to pay attention if there were any lighting. [Seriously, even a candle.]

I am fine, though. Thank you.