It Had to Be You, Log 1/??? [Audio]

[libraritology]

Hello?

[The audio crackles, buzzes into the correct tuning, and there's the click of a dial. A distinctive, very proper, English voice speaks over the comm unit. At least she's familiar with radio enough to manage this much.]

Is anyone there? This is...my name is Evelyn Carnahan, and this is not Cairo or Hamunaptra.

[A pause.]

I don't know where I am, and I was right in the middle of something very important, and this is exceedingly inconvenient. If someone could-

[Rustling noises.]

-if someone could please tell me what's going on, I need to find my brother, Jonathan, and our guide, Rick, as I was in the midst of an expedition, thank you, I'm in...I think it's a foyer.



...anyone?

[For those interested in seeing Evelyn in person, seeing as the last thing she can remember was falling into a river off of a boat, she's wearing a soaking wet nightgown. This. This will not stand. This is scandalous.]

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[paper-knight.livejournal.com]

The foyer, you said?

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[libraritology.livejournal.com]

[She doesn't believe in God, per se, but right now she's willing to take anything. Evelyn almost drops the radio in surprise.]

Oh, thank Heavens, yes. Yes, it looks like a...a rather large foyer, but a foyer nonetheless.

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[paper-knight.livejournal.com]

I'll be down in a minute.

[Getting the tour from someone in person has got to be better than a voice on the radio, right? Right.

If Evelyn stays where she is, Mark will turn up soon enough, looking very nonthreatening and middle-aged.]

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[notursalvation.livejournal.com]

[Evelyn, I am sincerely sorry if his voice disturbs you. :|]

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[libraritology.livejournal.com]

["Disturbing" is a bit of an understatement. Wide-eyed and confused, she holds the radio closer to her ear, as if that will make things any better.]

...may I ask who is speaking?

[Or what.]

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[notursalvation.livejournal.com]

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[idkmybfftrash.livejournal.com]

What the hell would be so important out in the middle of fucking nowhere Egypt?

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[libraritology.livejournal.com]

[Oh my Heavens.]

Excuse me?

[Evelyn fumbles with the radio and turns it around, nearly dropping it when she sees the picture. It's like film. But...so much clearer. This is no time to revel in whatever technological advances have been made. More important matters should be addressed.]

Watch your tongue, sir, you're very rude.

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[idkmybfftrash.livejournal.com]

No shit. You're actually from Earth, then?

[blimeyjamwalls.livejournal.com]

[ Daniel is headed to the foyer anyway, on his way out into the grounds. He's almost there, in fact. You might even observe that he's right outside one of the doors.

But more importantly, this person on the other end of the radio sounds like a cool bro. She's so proper. People from the future are very nice, but they all seem to have learned a bastardised form of the Queen's English at best. And so many of them are foreign. ]

In the foyer, you say, madam?

[ He doesn't say it into the radio; he just says it out loud as he pushes open the door and steps in. It would have been a really cool entrance, too, if not for-- ]

Oh. Oh, goodness.

[ He'd... sort of been expecting more and drier clothes than that. ]

[libraritology.livejournal.com]

Y-Yes, I-

[Her teeth are starting to chatter, too. Upon the newcomer's entrance, however, Evelyn finds herself at an unfortunate loss. For one, he looks embarrassed. Well, same here, buddy.]

I...I, sorry, I-

[She tightens the tablecloth she stole from a sideboard around her shoulders. Wonderful way to make a first impression, Evelyn, well done.]

I'm so sorry, I'm never like...like this, I'm just-

[...still dripping on the floor in her wet negligee, apparently.]

I had just fallen into a river before arriving here.

[blimeyjamwalls.livejournal.com]

Of course you're not. Um...

[ Daniel recovers faster than he might have done a few months ago: he's seen outfits more scandalous than this since coming to the mansion. Heck, once or twice he's pretty sure he's seen a grown man running around in those tiny future dresses. But he does avert his eyes in a gentlemanly fashion. The road to Hell is paved with good tits. ]

There is a way for you to get dry clothes. It... I'm afraid it looks sorcerous, but it's very safe.

[gotyourhair.livejournal.com]

This place is another world than from where you are from, if that was not obvious.

[libraritology.livejournal.com]

[Unamused, voice flat, Evelyn huffs a sigh.]

Yes, I'd noticed.

[gotyourhair.livejournal.com]

Then we fail to see why this person should ask what has happened. She has fallen into another world. Wonderland to be precise.

[audio] sorry late response is late >.<

[viral-tyrant.livejournal.com]

[Someone else who has been transported from Africa? A scholar of some sort, by the sound of things...]

As others have probably already mentioned, you are now in Wonderland. And I'm afraid that you will not be able to return to your world of your own accord...

[audio] bro it's cool I only posted it yesterdaaay

[libraritology.livejournal.com]

...that's...what the consensus appears to be. I just...I want to go home. I was in the middle of something so important, my life's work.

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[turn4bout.livejournal.com]

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[libraritology.livejournal.com]

[Is this person referring to the people's names, or the places? It's difficult to tell. Evelyn takes a stab at it.]

Cairo and Hamunaptra?

[Video] So I wasn't going to say anything then I literally just got this idea while inthe shower. |D

[bone-genius.livejournal.com]

[Dr. Brennan appears on the screen, looking a little more amused than one probably should in response to a message like this.]

I would definitely consider this place a downgrade from Cairo.

[Video] Best ideas always come in the shower, man. It's scientifically proven.

[libraritology.livejournal.com]

[Oh, my, another woman, finally. At least Evelyn is cleaned up and dried off now, thank goodness.]

Most places are a downgrade from Cairo, I'm afraid. And you are...?

[timisnotme.livejournal.com]

*Scandalous you say? How does she feel about creepers in dark corners?*

Anyone?

[libraritology.livejournal.com]

[Evelyn is not a fan of creepers in dark corners. Not at all. Please excuse her while she back against the nearest wall, staring into the shadows.]

...who said that? Show yourself!

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[sadfreezingbrit.livejournal.com]

[ Hark, what's this? Philip's anachronistic archaeologist detection senses are tingling and he rushes downstairs, rescue gear in tow!

...Or maybe he just happens to pass the foyer on his way to the beach, who knows? ]

Morn-- [ His nod and casual greeting are interrupted by the appearance of the person he is trying to greet casually. ]

...ing.

[ Philip likes to think that he's found all the places in Wonderland you can go to for a nice swim and he's fairly sure that the foyer isn't on that list. ]

...Are you okay?

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[libraritology.livejournal.com]

[Ah, if only it was that simple. Evelyn wouldn't have minded a dip in the Nile - as long as it was along one of the stretches that crocodiles and hippos refrain from frequenting - but having been tossed into the river like yesterday's laundry...

...very little could have prepared her for that, magnificent swimming skills or not.

So as things stand, she's not exactly looking her best (http://gallery.fight-tomorrow.net/displayimage.php?pid=1809&fullsize=1) at the moment.]

N-No, I don't think so. One minute I was on a boat, and now I'm here.

[That whole "being cold and wet in her négligée" thing isn't helping the fact that she's in an unfamiliar place.]