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Date: 6/26/18

Following Jackson and River's bus stunt, Corbie finds out about it from the local news and starts to panic because of course she expected idiot, but not this much idiot. Luckily Mildmay's protectiveness means he can help her figure out how to handle this.

[Here | PG? | status (completed) | idek language I guess?]
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After collecting their respective shut-ins, Illyana and Kitty strategize how best to enjoy their time in Iceland with Geralt and Hathaway. Their priorities (and sobriety) are somewhat different...
You ever tried to say no to her? )
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Date: 6/24/18

Corbie and Jackson hit the Whitechapel of this 2018 London. Turns out the only thing still properly standing is the pub!

[Here | rating (R) | status (completed) | consensual sexytimes ftb, irremediably inappropriate relationship that still somehow works]


Date: 6/26/18

River Song and Captain Jackson meet up in London and come up with the best of plans, since clearly tour guides are doing a shit job of it.

[Here | rating (G) | status (completed) | bad life choices of the non sexual variety]
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Clarice relaxes in Malta and her powers return, making her a tabloid sensation. Alec investigates the goddess Calypso and finds a familiar face. Toss in some topless swimming, bio-luminescent playing, a little breaking and entering, end with champagne celebrating to make a fun Otherworld vacation.


[ Here | rating (pg-13) | status (completed) | Fade to black on sexy fun times]
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Illyana follows up on her agreement with Kitty to get their respective shut-ins on a vacation to Iceland with them, and speculates on her like-a-tree-climbing prospects. Geralt chooses the path of least resistance.

I hate portals. )
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Date:June 30

Liz organizes a day of fun for Peter's 'real' birthday which includes a trip to CERN. They get back to 3rd base. Then in the morning Alec bothers Peter about it.

[Here | rating ends up being nc-17 for a little bit | status: completed | no real warnings]

Date: July 10

Last day of the trip, Liz gets pick-pocketed and they have to find their own way on a train

[Here | rating pg | status: completed| no warnings]
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As soon as she'd seen the brochures for Dracula Tours, Buffy wasn't going to pass that up so after a week of touring England and Scotland with Carols, she decided to take a trip to Transylvania. Seriously, who knew that was a real place?

It was hard, really, really hard to bite her tongue when the guide began to talk about the legend of Dracula as they walked through his castle. Her brow knit as she tried to remember where she'd heard the name Tepes before. Maybe it was from one of those cheesy black and white Dracula movies. When the guide began to talk about vampires, she couldn't help herself and made a small pffft sound. "That is so not true." She muttered under her breath.
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One of the locals in Zermatt had recommended going to Geneva as well as some of the Swiss wineries for day trips. Another suggestion had been to do some hiking and ski trails into Northern Italy from the Matterhorn, so Jane had taken them up on those suggestions.

After spending time skiing on the Matterhorn, she took one of the trails into Breuil-Cervinia, Italy and had lunch at a small restaurant with a view of the Alps and after shopping she stopped at a lovely local bar to warm up with alcohol before heading back into Switzerland.

When Jane was ready for some more nightlife than the carless town of Zermatt offered, she headed by train into Geneva. It was something that she craved, that she didn’t know that she did until she experienced it. This was a side that she learned about herself, she actually liked the energy of the large cities, with time for relaxation back at Zermatt.


[ooc: Catch her anywhere from the Matterhorn, hiking trails, exploring Northern Italy or Geneva. This can be anytime during the Europe vacation.]
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On one of the trips back to the Inn, Molly had overheard Butters talking about the cost of instruments. Since she knew how much it would mean to him, and for all the help he’d given her in Chicago, Molly came up with a plan. It wasn’t even an evil plan, which everyone should be happy about. What better way to win money than at a casino? Yeah, there were always lots of better ways, House always won, but they also liked to have happy customers. It hadn’t taken Molly as much convincing as she’d thought it would for Butters to get on board.

She smiled over at him as they made their way into the main room of the casino. “Ready for some James Bond action? I’m looking forward to being a Bond girl. ” Molly had even dressed the part with clothes to emphasize her height, coloring and curves. The casino wasn’t one that Bond would have gone to, no one would have believed either Butters or her would belong in a place like that, but definitely in a place that Marcone would have fit in easily would do.
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The homemade amusement park was far too fascinating to ignore and Liz thought it might be a good place for the kids in the inn to hang out. There was good food, too, should anyone be hungry, but it was the 'rides' that looked the most enjoyable. Unlike Disney or any other traditional park, none of the rides here were powered by motors or electricity. It was more like a giant playground, but for older people.

Liz found herself sitting on a bench watching two people spin on a big contraption as she waited for someone she trusted to go on with her. It wasn't that she necessarily thought a stranger would go too fast or anything, but she felt better if she were going to 'mess up' that someone who knew her wouldn't judge her too harshly. And then she remembered Corbie's words and pushed the thought away. Still, it would be nice with someone she knew.

(ooc: Feel free to head-canon whenever this works out for timeline. Anyone can tag, but the under 18s organized a meeting to hang out in Italy, as one does.)
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When Liz found out that the new world was actually Earth and Europe, she couldn't quite hold back her excitement. The fact that the year was, according to the people at the desk, 2018 meant she was going to be closer to Peter's time than her own. She would finally be able to experience what his world was like, even just a little bit, and learn more about the internet and scientific advancement and maybe watch a few of Peter's favourite films they couldn't get at the inn.

"I still don't know why I'm here." Alec sat across from the two teenagers on the train heading to Berlin looking appropriately put-out despite not actually feeling that way. The truth was, he had never been to Europe and he had seen that semi-embarrassing video that Peter had of his trip to Germany and maybe, just maybe, he wanted to see it. Though he told himself he was actually just chaperoning because the world could be dangerous and both Liz and Peter were naive and believed the best in people, even when they shouldn't.

Liz was dialing another phone number on the smartphone she had been given. Thankfully she had enough practice with Peter's to be able to use the one she had and not look entirely inept. So far there had been no answer with Maria's house and the number for the Crashdown was out of service. Her home got a busy signal. She also knew it was a possibility everyone had moved or something. Then suddenly her face lit up - the Roswell police department was on the other end.

"Hi, um. Yes. I was wondering if I could speak to Sheriff Valenti please?" A pause. "Sheriff Valenti. Valenti." Another pause as her excitement lessened. "Okay, well, um. Can you at least tell me if there was a record of a Sheriff Valenti on the force?... How can you not know that." She caught herself as the words came out more tense and annoyed. Liz took a breath. "Yes, I'll hold." And hold she did. The more she waited, the more her expression dampened. Finally, there was a voice again. "Oh.. okay. Yes. Thank you. Goodbye."

She hung up. "They, um. They have no record of him working there. So I guess.. this isn't my world."

Alec shrugged, still looking out the window. "This isn't mine either. We can be twinsies, if you want."
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Room 157, Traveler's Suite, had been changing, becoming something other than the cheerful red and gold room with two beds facing each other. The Inn had spawned new shades, too, like the staff, because they would be needed. It had been working and changing and growing for six days and it was almost done.

In the boutique, contemporary Earth clothes had begun appearing in sizes to fit the smallest and tallest of them. There were backpacks and traveler's kits, walking shoes and sunglasses, dramamine and snacks. For those who paid attention, the Inn was clearly showing signs they were going somewhere like the world(s) so many of them had come from. But no clues as to what they would find when they got there.

Then Saturday afternoon, finally, the locked door to 157 glowed and swung open. It grew wide and then wider and the hinged door was replaced by a sliding glass one that invited passersby to look inside. Those who did would find what looked like a travel agency, for those who would recognize one, or a multi-room complex with individual desks staffed by diverse men and women with ready smiles and even readier fingers.

The people who sat at those desks were prepared to advise, assist, provide. They held passports for every being in the Inn, smartphones each with the numbers of all of the others and the holders already programmed into them, Eurail passes and generous travel allowances. For reasons never to be explained, it seemed the Inn had decided to give its inhabitants a vacation. A European vacation. Or maybe this was the end of the line. They wouldn't know until they knew.

But as they stepped through the sliding doors, a dapper little man, round in body and features, in a bow tie and cummerbund approached with a big smile. "Welcome, welcome! Welcome to Amsterdam Madonna Travel. If you step this way, the next agent will be able to help you plan your trip!"

[ooc: Please use this post for any comings and goings throughout the European vacation, unless you have an ongoing thread/log that includes comings and goings. It will be open until the event closes, so simply put the date and any tagging instructions in your subject line. You don't need to use this post, but it's here for your convenience.

Also, if you're making a second trip through, you don't need to visit the agents again. You can simply walk out the front doors of the travel agency onto the streets of Amsterdam, where the train terminal will be nearby.

Have fun! And don't forget to tag your posts "# otherworlds: european vacation]

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