Leo Ned

 If anyone was watching Jonathan Crane at that exact moment, they would have saw the surprise in his eyes, that was soon followed by anger. They knew. They knew who he was. They knew his secret identity. That's it, he's going to have to kill everybody in this room. After they figure out a way home, of course. He can't let them tell anyone else about him. He can't have the Batman on his tail. 

And so the plotting begins......

"You girls tore me away from my home, because you had a crush on me? If you know all about me, wouldn't you know I had a wife?" Jasper was truely puzzled as to why they would have wished for him. Obviously he would never leave the woman he had been with for 89 years. She was his soul mate and they him away from her!

He had to find a way back to her..

"Hahahahaha! You brought us here because you wanted a makeout session? That's the best reason anyone has ever brought me to another dimension for!" Gambit could not get over this. It was hilarious. And very flattering, he thought looking both girls up and down. 

"So.. Who's first?"

"Okay, first of all, we.... I don't have a crush on any of you. And I definitely don't want to makeout with any of ya'll. Before today, I wasn't aware any of you actually existed. You just happen to be my favorite character -for whatever reason- from my favorite stories. I'm sorry this happened, if I had known the wish would have work, I would have went with world peace or something. " Well, that was kind of long, but Cecelynn felt like it all needed to be said. She did not like how some of the guys were looking at her!

"Oh, and Jack. I guess the best way to explain this was that you were brought to the future by some mystic being. Does that help at all?" So, it was basically a lie, but she didn't know how to explain it any better. 

"I promise with all that I have, we did /not/ mean to, Jasper. Not at all. You were probably just enjoying your life with Alice, and here we are being idiots and taking you away from her. I am sorry, I will make it my personal mission to get you back to her." She all of a sudden felt horrible, like she was the worst person on earth. She's read the books, she watched the movies. She knows the bond that those two have.
She was busy scolding herself, when she noticed Gambit's looking them up and down. A huge blush made it's way to her face, and she just watched him, not sure what to say. "I- N-..."
Not that she wouldn't mind a make-out session with the mutant, but- still. No. Bad.
She wasn't even paying any more attention to Doriatt, knowing that it was easy enough with him to just not respond, and he /should/ stop. There were bigger things going on then her own character attempting to flirt with her... That's a really odd thing to say.
Hearing Cece's explanation just made that blush grow.  Couldn't have just said 'we' and went with it. There's no way she herself could say she didn't have a crush on these guys! Cecelynn just took her only safe haven.


Most of the guys just sat in silence, contemplating the situation.

"There's no need to be ashamed; If you have a crush on us- Or /me/, I'm quite flattered. I'm getting married and while I may want to, I can't help with the making out, but I'm flattered. " Doriatt said, removing his arm from the unresponsive woman and averting his attention to Cece.

"So- do you mean a... Goddess? Fairest in all the land type? I have a way with Goddesses. Surely I can convince her to put us all back in our own time and place." Jack seemed quite sure of himself, understanding that explanation a lot more than whatever the hell the mind reader was trying to say.

The Doctor was just watching everybody around the room now, with interest. They really were a /very/ odd fit. Time Lord, Ruler of Asgard, and whatever the others were. One looked like a pirate.
Surely the pirate was on her list of guys who would possibly attack.
And Loki.
The others seemed so plain, though. Who were the other two?

"I'm sorry, Dorriatt, but I don't actually know very much about you. So, you're not one of the ones I would have been crushing on." Cecelynn said, while looking at Dorriatt. She didn't want him getting any ideas. 

"I'm not sure there is actually a Goddess involved, Jack. It could be anything. But, if it is a Goddess, I know the man for the job now." she said, with a smile directed at Jack. Cecelynn just felt so bad for him, he was so badly out of his element.

"So, I think a good starting point to get all of you guys home would be to go back to the well. We can head there now if you want? Or after breakfast, I'm sure being torn out of time and space has got to make people hungry. I know it made me hungry." With that, Cecelynn stood up from her chair and made her way to their kitchen.

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"Alright, well- That didn't work." Venice announced the already obvious fact. "Not sure what happened, seeing as it was there /yesterday/." She strained the word out, almost as if trying to prove it to herself.
"But we will get you guys home. Eventually. If the well decides it's no longer shy. We will all get you back to your individual homes, just like nothing ever happened. It will be sad watching you go- Who wouldn't be sad, watching 8 very amazing men from /works of fiction/ leave their life? But the point is, don't fret, we will do it eventually."

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While Doriatt had gotten comfortable in a week's time, he still missed his old life. Namely Regam. But he did know how to go on without her, made obvious by the hundreds of years he's done exactly that. Sure, he'd met her a couple of times before. She stole from him in the 1800's, and then they met yet again on the Titanic. Who knows, they might have met even more then that and just haven't remembered. 
But he did like this place. The bit of insanity that may be going on was nothing compared to what he had at home, and it was a nice break. It was almost as if this were a vacation! 
He just had himself sprawled out on the couch, watching the television, not even putting much work into finding out how to get home. It wasn't /that/ big of a deal yet.

Luxord didn't have much of a reaction as time went by. It's what's to be expected of a Nobody. He still had no clue who anyone really was, and he was fine with that. They didn't need to know each other, not if they are going to be going home soon.
He was sitting in the Music room, which was on it's way to becoming their room, just leaning against the wall and playing a game of Solitair. His weapons were so convenient; just an average card deck until he wanted them to grow in size and trap others inside it. Don't forget the fun little dice in his pocket.

Jack was having a more difficult time with it. He was too preoccupied by the future to get to know anybody, randomly turning on and off electronics, battling with the squids on the ceiling- Also known as ceiling fans, and asking the girls nonstop questions if he ever got the chance.
Right now, he was doing the formerly mentioned. Doriatt, deep into the show he was watching, was also having to deal with it being turned off every so often. It was aggravating, but Jack was almost like a little kid. Doriatt knew better then to get angry at a confused little kid.

Loki stayed a distance away, watching the two women with a cautious eye. While their story may appear innocent, there was no telling if they were telling the truth or not. What if they knew his name because they've been watching him all his life? What if they aren't mortal? What if they are planning on capturing him and keeping him locked up?
So he tended to sit on one of the chairs, at the still broken table, just plotting his escape and take over of the world.

Doctor was more then comfortable at the girls' home, as long as he had something to do. His kick bag score so far was 4,201. He helped with anything that anybody needed, though that was quite limited. So he was left to try and make friends with a lot of people who didn't seem very interested, and to go off and keep himself entertained.
"So, I'm from a movie?" He asked, clarifying what exactly he'd heard a week ago as he watched the redhead. "Is it a good movie? Would I like it? Well of course I would- It's about me."

And Venice was living her life almost averagely. Trying to, anyway. Forgotton entirely about the guy she calls her boyfriend in all this drama, so that's not been a problem yet. She was lying on the back of the couch, looking down at her character as he failed to watch his show. It was hard to believe that this guy, this creation of /hers/, was right here. He was created in her mind, which means he had her mind. Which means they share a soul, right? Or is she entirely wrong and needs to snap out of it before anybody notices her weird stare?

In a weeks time, Jonathan had really started missing home. Well, mostly his job and his lab. He missed using his hallucinogen on people and watching as the fear took over.

Jonathan was having withdrawals, bad ones. He even tried sneaking into the kitchen late at nights to make his fear hallucinogen. But it's not stocked with near enough ingredients, and he can't very well go up to Venice like "Hey, can you give me some money so I can make some fear gas, which I will later use on you? Thanks." She would probably have him killed! And he had no doubt that one of these guys would be more than happy to do it.

No, Jonathan just needed to bide his time. Soon, he would be home and all these people would be dead.

Gambit loved this world. Not that he didn't want to get home, it's just that he didn't mind being here. It was like a vacation from all the messed up crap that was going on in his world. No one here had shown any disgust to him -well, besides Loki, but he shows disgust for everyone- or even freaked out over his eyes! It was a wonderful little getaway.

Most days you could find Gambit following one of the two ladies around, usually flirting, but sometimes asking questions about this world. None of the guys have been very friendly yet, except for The Doctor. Gambit had tried to be friendly towards Luxord, asking if he wanted to play a game of poker, but after a very short "No." he left that alone. If Gambit wasn't hanging out with the girls, he was either playing solitaire, or talking with the Doctor.

Jasper didn't hang out at the house much. He was starting to find it hard to be around all these humans, he was just so hungry. Jasper really needed the support of his family. He missed them all so much. Especially his sweet, beautiful Alice, she was probably so worried about him.

If Jasper wasn't outside hiding, he was usually in either Cecelynn or Venice's rooms. Whenever they weren't in there of course.

Cecelynn was having trouble adjusting to the guys. Someone was always following her around and asking questions about this world. Cecelynn mostly missed her music room though. The guys had been slowly taking that over, they had pushed all her beautiful instruments over to make room for their blankets! She hadn't been able to practice at all, the only time she tried Gambit and the Doctor came in and watched her. It made her so self conscious she immediately put her cello away.

Cecelynn just couldn't wait for all this to go back to normal..

"It's not really a movie, it's a T.V. series. It's one of the longest ever, and it tells most of your life, starting with your first regeneration. We know a lot about you, even about all of your companions. ..It's my favorite show ever. We could watch it if you wanted to." Cecelynn offered, hoping that the Doctor wasn't too freaked out.  

The Doctor listened intently to her speak, going through a few different emotions. First, he was confused. Who wouldn't be? He was trying to figure out what she meant by that. And then, he was a little weirded out. Or- Maybe more than a little. 'It tells most of your life' and 'We know a lot about you, even about all of your companions', that was a bit worrying. He's done a lot of things he didn't want others to know about. But then again, he did a lot of pretty cool things too. Those cool things were cool. And probably worth any amount of shame the show could put him through.
"If you wouldn't mind, watching myself would be pretty fantastic." He said with a grin, turning and facing the direction of the television. "Allonsy!"

Venice looked around, noticing that nobody had caught her yet. She looked back down at Doriatt, losing track in her thoughts again. She created the man in front of her! That's a huge deal! If she hadn't created him, he might not have ever even existed! She breathed life into a work of fiction!
The next couple of minutes passed like this, her just sinking deeper and deeper into her thoughts until a voice cut her out of it. Despite Doriatt's lack of looking like he had acknowledged her, he'd apparently been very conscious of her this entire time.
"As flattering as I think it is that you're giving me your undivided attention, it's making it harder to watch this already difficult to watch show. Could you please stop?" He asked, eyes still on the screen. He'd only gotten to 'As flatter' before Venice had jumped in shock and managed to fall off the back of the couch.
"Ow-" She muttered, getting up and checking her side for any visible wounds. "That was rude-" She said before she decided to sit somewhere properly. She moved over to sit beside Jonathan, the love seat having the only last remaining spot. She leaned over, quietly reading the cover of the book he was reading.

Cecelynn followed after the Doctor. "Of course we can watch it.  Where would you like to start? We have the very beginning, when you changed into your 9th regeneration, or when you changed into this one?" Cecelynn asked the Doctor, really, really hoping he wasn't go to freak out as he watched this. This could end up being a horrible mistake. "Oh, and if you're not comfortable with the guys watching your life, I can kick them out of the room." she said as they entered the living room.

Jonathan was just minding his own business reading a medical textbook Cecelynn had gotten for him from the library. He was so engrossed in it, it took him a moment before he even noticed the green haired woman sitting very closely to him. It made him uncomfortable. "Yes?" was all he managed to say, as he was trying to slowly inch away from her. 

"9th regeneration me was a bit of a jerk- I think I'd prefer to start with this generation. At least for now. Later, we can start at the beginning!" Depending on where the beginning started. He certainly didn't want to watch the time war right in front of him, unable to do anything about it.
Thinking of this topid, he gave a nod. "Yeeeaaah, I'd really appreciate that." He didn't want the others to know of his mistakes.

Noticing him trying to inch away, she sat up straight and moved over to the other end of the love seat, sitting as far as it would allow. "I was just curious what a man like you reads." She lightly defended her case, trying to make the obviously uncomfortable man feel better.

Noticing the Venice had moved away, Jonathan got much more relaxed. "I'm reading a medical textbook. I'm trying to see if there are any differances between this world and my world." he told Venice. "So far, there-" he started before he was interrupted by Cecelynn coming into the room.

"Alright everyone, I need you to scoot. I need some alone time with the Doctor. We've got some personal stuff to do, so either go to the music room or outside, but move it." She said to the room, before she realized how wrong that sounded. "We're just going to watch t.v. That's all. Venice is gonna stay, it won't be weird." Cecelynn was getting flustered, knowing it didn't start out as such a big deal until she started trying to defend it. She had started blushing profusely.

Jonathan didn't really care about being kicked out of the room. If the three of them wanted to have the room to themselve, he'll let them have it. It would be better if they just went to one of the bedrooms though. He got up off the couch and put his book away, before heading outside.

Gambit however, did not like being kicked out of the room. But he wasn't stupid enough to fight with Cecelynn, he's already found out how scary she can be when she's angry. As he stood up to head to the music room. "You're adorable when you're flustered." he said as he passed Cecelynn. And he really meant it. Gambit wished that she would look at him like she does the Doctor. She would be a great fangirl.

"Thank you for your cooperation." Cecelynn called out before any of the guys left the room. "Okay, now time for some 
Doctor Who." she said as she went searching for the remote. After she found it, she turned on Netflix and found the show, then she searched for the right season. "Here is it. Are you ready Doctor?" she asked, patting the seat beside her on the couch.

It took Gambit a second to realize that Luxord was talking to him. That was a rather rude way to ask to play a game of poker. 'Oh well, it's not like I have anything better to do.' he thought, as he pulled out a chair. "What are we betting?" he said as he pulled out his own deck of cards. 'Might as well make this more interesting.'  he thought to himself.

Jonathan was taking a walk down the street. He wanted to go into the woods, but everyone was warned to stay away, apprently that's 'Jasper's space' whatever that meant. As he was walking he couldn't help but think about how he wished Venice's could have come with him. Maybe he would have taken her into the woods and she would have gotten scared. That would have been fun. Jonathan was just so bored here, he really missed his fear hallucinogen. 

"Okay, that's enough for today." Cecelynn announced as she got up to turn the T.V. off. She couldn't stand seeing the Doctor be like this. "If you feel up to it tomorrow, we can watch some more. If not, we understand." Cecelynn said to the Doctor.

'That's a weird way to say money' Gambit thought to himself, before brushing it off. "I don't actually have any money on me.. There's got to be something else we can bet." Gambit said, looking around the music room.

"What an interesting idea." Gambit said with glee, looking towards Doriatt. "So..." He turned torwards Luxord, "Who do you think wished for you...?"

After the sun had started setting for the night Jonathan had decided to head back home. He figured he had given the girls privacy for long enough. Once he made it back to the house, he walked into the dorm. Nodding his head towards the Doctor and the girls, he headed straight for the music room. 

Jasper having spent the entire day in the woods, decided it was time to go back to the house. Having walked in, he spared a "Hello" for the girls, before he went into Cecelynn's room. He'd have to leave when she was ready to go to sleep, but for now, he had it to himself.

Gambit after listening to everyone else's answers, made his own guess "You're both wrong." he directed towards Luxord and Jack. "I know Cecelynn wished for me, and only me. For such a beautiful and lovely woman only needs one man. A man that matches her greatness, and that is obviously me.

Jasper was making his way to Cecelynn's room, when he was suddenly hit with a wall of sadness. Looking towards the source of it, he found the Doctor. Jasper being the well raised, sweet man he was- couldn't ignore the obvious pain that the Doctor was in, and decided to follow him into the music room. After coming to stand next to the Doctor-probably too close- he started listening to the conversation. Jasper wanted to comfort the Doctor, but he didn't know how to go about it, so he just stood near. "Why are we talking about this? It seems pointless. ....But I think Venice wished for me." he said after some thought. He wondered what the girls would say if they walked in right now.

Jonathan having entered the music room first, overheard most of the conversation. "Oh, we're guessing who wished for who? Obviously, Venice wished for me. She won't leave me alone, where as Cecelynn has not spoken too much at all." he said, while nodding his head at his keen observation.