Any complaints, constructive criticism, etc, as to how I play the lovely Miss Smith? Park it here, please!

[Sarah Jane has gone out among the mists, and has been out for hours. The fog makes it both brighter and darker, and the light from her sonic lipstick, and from the PCD, both of which she's using as torches, cast odds shadows as she walks. The feed isn't on her, but on the mists around her, the occasional tree, the gravestones, the path ( Read more... )

[Sarah Jane has been going through the network most of the morning, being in turns horrified, amused, worried. Mostly, though horrified. Not just at the content of the entries, but at her own lack of response to the majority of them.]If that's what the Animus are capable of, we need to work much harder to get ourselves out of here than we have ( Read more... )

[Sarah Jane has set herself up a nice little space in Fallingwater, even if it is short on the resources she's used to having at home. Her PCD is propped up, so she can be seen from the chest up, a bit of a thoughtful expression on her face.]I'm glad the Animus passed me by on this last 'event'. The idea of forgetting, even for a week, everything ( Read more... )

[Sarah Jane is just grinning. She can't help it.]

Doctor, Jack, Amy, have you seen this?

[She turns the PCD so it can get a good view of what she's so excited about. Yep, Sarah Jane has discovered Fallingwater.]Isn't it incredible? You see it in books all the time, but I've never seen it up close like this! Do you suppose it's vacant? I'd ( Read more... )

[The PCD switches on, showing a woman in her late 50s/early 60s, frowning slightly, not at the feed, but at an open watch, which she's pointing at the device. She's talking to herself more than the feed.]

Alien. But unidentifiable. Not a first, but definitely strange. And not the Trickster, thank goodness.

[She turns, holding her watch out in ( Read more... )