LATE TO THE BANDWAGON. Damn work.

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I'm... not going to bother on the costume front, lol. Not going to get terribly much in the way of RP done tonight, sadly; I'm exhausted.

HOWEVER. Jobs!

Tenth Doctor: Jane and I were joking around one day and came to the conclusion that Ten is going to work at a museum as a guide, and proceed to digress into tangents about how the history really went -- because he was there, obviously. Also, he's probably going to wind up the 'single parent' of Astrid. Doctor, experience Real Life for a change. SEE WHAT YOU SENTENCED HANDY TO. He'll have to do pick-ups and drop-offs and tuck her in and all that fun stuff. AW.

Dean Winchester: Mechanic. 'Nuff said. And when he's not doing that, he'll be cruising around in the Impala (which is totally still in Paradisa, I swear. >_> I just haven't had chance to include it in anything.) HE'LL BE WONDERING WHERE YOU ARE, SAMMICH.

Cedric Diggory: Student, local high school! Twelfth grade, which works just fine since he just turned eighteen. Culture-clash time for Ced. He can... idk, work part-time in retail. SPORTS STORE? |D

Jude Feeny: He'll have his old job back illustrating for a magazine. :'D I can't deny the poor git.

Peter Carlisle: Detective, NYPD. OH YEAH. I'm assuming that he, Sam, Alex, Gene and Annie are gonna have their own thing going.

Owen Harper: Working at the hospital and being awesome. pffft, NYC should have its own Torchwood. Seriously, Owen is a Really Frigging Awesome doctor. Except when he's identifying skeletons.

Yeeeep, that's about it.