So basically the Falstiin Blade/Trowel is doubling as an Otter Locater these days.

The Doctor thinks it’s poetic. He might even be a bit smug about it.

Currently he’s prowling about the depths of Stacy, taking it one level at a time and yes, he’s well aware that this is what it’s coming all down to: Time. Or rather time unraveling, and not in the way it ought to in a situation like this. From his study of Kon in the Medbay and what he told him, it’s almost acting….selectively, which is odd. That sort of interference isn’t normal and it’s almost like someone’s picking and choosing at will. Is there an equivalent of Time Lords in this universe? It’s a bit of a nasty thought. Alternate universe Gallifrey, possibly without a Time Lock to keep them at bay. “Nasty” doesn’t do it justice. Hell of an understatement, really. First thing’s first though! First the otter, then Marco, then hopefully sorting out the immediate effects of this time skip backward.

Without the TARDIS.

Or…even a basic idea if time works the same in this universe.

Yeah. All of that. Weird and scary and everything and he has no definite plan here (yet). It’s terribly exciting.

“Let’s try this way,” the Doctor says to his companion, holding the Falstiin Otter Locater out in front of him like a divining rod. The wires and glowy bits hanging off the Otter Locater loop back to his companion and the ball of tubing he’s asked them to hold. It’s short of being a rubber-band ball but not by much. Better not call it that to his face though, he might get offended.

[[OOC: The Doctor will generally approach someone he has CR with for this. Basically they're just running around the ship looking for the TARDIS otter in order to use it to find Marco]]

After Sam Henderson's announcement, the Contagion Containment and Treatment lab was going to get busy. Anyone suspected of being affected by the mysterious affliction would be brought here, and put into one of the large bubbles that would keep any potential contagious diseases in - and the patients themselves. Once in inside, they wouldn't be able to get out again until the Medical staff had cleared them.

And before they could do that, they needed to find out what was causing this - and why.

They had a lot of hard work ahead of them.

[[ooc: Just start your own sub threads under the main threads, guys! And if you're happy to have anyone tag in, put "Open" in the subject line. If you've already got plans for who you're threading with, put "Closed" instead.]]

Karen was still a little nervous around Kang, and quiet, even after spending a couple of days with him, and he couldn't really blame her. At least she wasn't terrified of him anymore, and she wasn't all that difficult to watch over. He'd even managed to find a few things to help keep her entertained in Possessions (the Fairplay memories were definitely coming in handy in this case; he wouldn't have known what type of things human children typically liked to do otherwise).

He had duties at the tavern, though, and decided to bring her along with him. She'd offered to help him out, but there really wasn't anything a child as young as her could do, so he'd handed her some paper and crayons and set her up at a table next to the bar, asking her to draw some pictures for the tavern. That way, she was occupied and out of the way, and still felt that she was doing something to help.

He made sure to keep an eye on her as he went about his usual business, checking up on her every now and then to make sure she wasn't bored.

Jaime had taken the time to wander down into the city, something he did most days as spending a lot of time in a conjured world in the over-crowded Sensoriums didn't really appeal to him. He found himself drawn, at least today, to the Statuary and its baffling array of sculpture and monuments. Fascinating stuff, really. He stood at the base of Superboy's statue, occasionally flicking the switch back and forth.

Nope.

Nothing happening there. He frowned and wrinkled his nose, turning to look over the other statues before moving on to flick at the switch beneath Elfangor.

Still nothing. He moved over again, this time to George Washington. Another futile flickering of the switch.

What did this all mean? And more importantly, what did these switches do?