Doors

[Locked to Sam W]
Things are bad, Sam.

[Locked to Eddie N]
I cannot find any of the other girls, Eddie. It is too loud for me.

[Text message (thankfully sent from her tablet, so the voice transcription kicks in), sent Sunday evening so she hopefully doesn't catch him at work this time. She figures Sunday night is a good, non-work time.]

The place has a plant now. But it's still too white.

[locked to eddie n.]

riddle at me, baby.

[locked to harley q.]

sorry about missing shopping, girl, i'm on lockdown.

[public]

being grounded sucks. :(

[Public]

A few questions.

1) Car or bike? Which one do you think might be better in this area? Because I'm kind of digging this, but I'm not sure.

2) I have spent the last few Friday nights in. I'm going out this Friday. Anyone want to join me? Plans are up in the air.

3) Anyone else enjoying this entire 'living vicariously through your other half' thing? Because, there are days when I wish I was young and in school again, but only for the good parts.

[Locked to the Donovan siblings]

Dinner? Just for us? It's been a long time since we've all been in one place at the same time.

Words mysteriously appearing on book pages. I think I saw a movie like this once. Should I be intrigued or worried?


[EMAIL: VERONICA/OLIVIA]
So are you enjoying Las Vegas?


[CALL: VERONICA/LIAM]
Ring, ring.

[After every powerful person in Gotham is no longer able to serve, Bane steps in. By nightfall on Monday, the entire city has been closed off by violent men taking orders from Deadshot. The airspace is declared a no-fly zone by the new governing body, which consists of just him. Three planes that do not follow the ordinance are brought down by missiles over the bay. Anyone trying to enter or leave is shot dead. The amount of accumulated explosives brought up from the sewers that evening is enough to sink the entire city, but he promises Gotham that it will only be utilized for their protection. Almost immediately, his men put out the fires, round up all off the poor citizens harming themselves due to the toxin, and they help them. Emergency hospitals are opened, and scientists are rounded up and given materials to work around the clock on an antitoxin. Anyone who helps will, of course, be rewarded very nicely. The people of Gotham, unconcerned and unworried, go along with all of it like children being led to the slaughter. He ends the evening with a speech outside city hall, promising to protect the city, to help the people take back what is rightfully theirs. He encourages Gotham's citizens to bring forth their villains, the men and women that oppress them. And, without trial, these citizens are put in Blackgate. There is celebrating in the streets late into the following morning.]

[Message delivered to Deadshot]
Make sure the federal government does not interfere with our plans, my friend.