Doors

[After much deliberation. His last big gesture wasn't very successful, so he's a bit gun-shy.]

Hey, H?

[Locked to Jack C]
Still out there?

[Locked to Zee C]
Ok, let's do this.

[Locked to Neil D]
Liam's crashing in my old room, but he's calmed down a lot. You might want to say hey. [...] How do you feel about ink?

The women wear much less on your big screens in the desert. Shameless really. Beautiful, like poured milk, but shameless.

[Marvel Door News]
Stark Industries puts out a press release explaining about a lab accident unrelated to the evacuation incident.  That news is mostly overshadowed by the fact that Tony Stark was in the lab when the accident occurred and that he didn't survive.  Stark Industries zips its lips as a whole and Pepper's only statement - "He is- was, excuse me, a brilliant man who did extraordinary things.  Now, if you'll excuse me, I'd like to mourn in peace." Video footage shows her walking away as questions about the Iron Man suit are shouted after her.  Speculation runs rampant about what will happen with the technology and the government is already circling.  Funeral arrangements are published as well, though the wake and funeral itself are closed to the general public.

[Locked: Director Fury/Pepper P]
I need five days of peace, please. The government
[Not Posted]

[Locked: Wren M/Pepper P]
Ms Maheu, I'm not certain if you remember me, but you're one of Silver's friends, correct?

[Group Lock: Mary Jane W, Bruce B, Natasha R]
[The details of the funeral arrangements. The actual invitations are delivered shortly thereafter (two for Bruce so his assistant can attend).]
I hope to see you there.
-Pepper

[Sent via text, about a week after their last conversation.]

Gimme an email address?

[Hunter W.]

Hey, H. [...] You working today?


[Sam A.]

Alright, girlie. You stopped talking when we were in the middle of a conversation and I gave you a day. You got shit going on that I need to be worried about?

[After this, and screw being anonymous.]

[Public]
Yeah, so that DVD player? How about sending it? And you're either my grandfather's age, or you haven't seen a movie in years, so which is it?

[Locked to Tess A]
Do you think we have fucked up genes? It that why we all suck?

First Christmas where I'm not living at home.

Part of me wants to go back, but even though that's where my mama lives, it isn't home anymore.

Plans for the holidays? And can you go someplace nearby to cut a tree? I've never done that.

[Locked to Nick F., Bruce B., Natasha R.]

Thor is setting up a meet with Loki. He can't be in communication and he can't bring anybody with him, but we can follow him when he goes as long as he stays on this planet and in this stratosphere. He doesn't explicitly know I'm doing it but he isn't turning down the help. It's complicated. Point is, I'll let you know if I pick up a moving pressure system at his average speed.

Tony Stark

What in the hell have you been saying to that 'alchemist'? He seems to think SHIELD needs his services. Why does he think that?


Thor

Update. Where is Loki. Where is the boy?


Black Widow

Natasha, I hope the previous assignment is now concluded. I will be needing your help.


Gwen Stacey

Ms Stacey. Would you be interested in seeing part of the SHIELD labs?

[Locked: Pepper P/Natasha R]
after talking to Bruce, she's a little paranoid, and instead of going back to check if she'd talked to Natasha, she just locks a message and hopes to god she's wrong.

Natasha? Are you here?

[Thor]

You need to come down to the office, son. We need to talk.

[Tony Stark]

Seems you've got a mouth on you.

[Black Widow]

Natasha - check in, please.

[Bruce Banner]

Dr Banner, we need to talk.

[Gwen Stacey]

Ms Stacey, as you've brought it to my attention that Venom exists out there, uncontrolled, it is now your responsibility to report in on it until Dr Banner decides to check in. Check in, please.

[Addressed to 'Spiderman']

Still alive, son?

[Public]

Negotiation. Pros, cons or go for fire power. Discuss.

Jadey, you got yourself plans for Thanksgiving? I know we're not really much for family normally, but I thought I'd check.

I'm going to fry a fucking turkey next week.

Who's in?

[Locked to Zee C & Aiden S]
So, did you bitches get new doors too?

[Locked to Tess A]
Tessy, are we doing turkey sandwiches and whiskey next week? Or do we want to break with old Alexander tradition?

[Locked to Zee.]

[An early afternoon. They're both at work.]

Going to hotel. Dorian making a bunch of racket about something. Eat something that aint pizza.

I hope you have all enjoyed your peace, and your quiet.

When I watch your cities crumble with panic from the threat of a simple weather anomaly, I am reminded of how stunningly small your steps have been from your primitive ancestors, who wept and built temples to a fool simply because he could show them a paltry stroke of lightning, and a little rain. Considering what I have in mind, I wonder if you are not too receptive an audience? Conquering you hardly seems a challenging enough goal for me anymore. Pray, do not bore me.

[During this.]

[Public]
Looking for a blue man that was real fond of snakes at that party way back.

[Locked to Zee C]
You out there, or something eat you at that hotel?

You know for a kid who claims to not have much to say, this guy never seems to be quiet long enough to get a word in edgewise. Anyone else know what I'm talking about?

Anyone else feel awkward as hell when the guy on the other side of the door settles in to watch a movie you're in?