Musings

GUYS. SERIOUSLY. This fog is the best thing that's ever happened. It's a totally free smoke machine! Let's get our dubstep ooonnn!!! I know this super great DJ and I think I can get my hands on some pretty cheap glow sticks.

[Private to M. Main]
So like. Need a babysitter? What's your hourly rate? In high school I got paid 10 20 bucks an hour.

[Private to D. Galakis]
How much do I have to bribe you to go party with me toniiiiiight?

[Message left on the Bat's comm, around 4 am, the time she knows he's generally getting home and getting Amanda out of the master bed and into her crib.]

Hey, looks like I won't make it home tonight after all. Chief has us all out on assignments, and I'm riding around Rainier with some paramedics. Don't worry, they have good fog lights, and you aren't getting rid of me that easy. [Pause, as she tries to figure out how to say what she wants to say.] I talked to Luke. [Another pause.] He feels like shit. [Sigh.] He's afraid to tell us when he screws up, Brandon, and that means he's afraid to loop us in on shit before he screws up. [Tentatively.] He just doesn't want to disappoint you, and he second guesses himself. [Even more tentatively.] Maybe work on decision making exercises? We spent a full six months on those in the military. [Deep breath.] Okay, if you're still listening and not fuming, give Amanda a kiss for me. I'll try to be home tonight. Stay safe, or I'll kick your ass.

[Locked to L Henry]
I didn't see you wandering around on Father's Day. How we doing?

[Locked to G Dailey]
I'm going to avoid this fog as an initial topic, and ask how the groveling went, instead.

[Locked to D Hockney]
Any intel on Knight's location? This fog would help us get in and out without notice.

[Locked to P Rawlings]
Truce, Rawlings?

Sounds like you're alive. You made it through the Masque unscathed?

[Phone Call to M. Main]
Ring, Ring.

[Call to S. Preston.]

[At every number he has. In succession. Ring.]

[Email to both Oracle and Cipher.]

You said you weren't going to pursue him. I told you he wasn't a threat!

[LOCKED: G. DAILEY/O. MONARCH, M. MAIN, J. CORVUS] (separately)
A small and late head’s up that someone we know has picked up a comm.

[ISOLATED COMM CHANNEL: ORACLE/MISFIT]
Misfit? It’s Oracle. Are you going on patrol anytime soon?

[LOCKED: ANONYMOUS/D. WALLACE] (using the ‘computer’ icon)
I believe someone told you to expect me.

[Letter delivered to M. Main, courtesy of the Seattle Times. Backdated to Monday, May 30]

[Public.]

There is a Thomas, Inc. charity food drive for canned goods and the like outside the Seattle Art Museum and the Museum of History and Industry. It runs during museum hours and will close at the end of tomorrow.

[L. Henry]

Status on Maheu?

It's a little late, but better late then never, no?

I know there are a few runners out there (Yes, I'm looking at you. You = Max, Laura, and Gwen) and I thought I'd inform you that there is a marathon and a half-marathon going on June 25th.

I don't suppose anyone would be interested in joining me, would they? I promise rewards* if you do.


*Rewards are given at my discretion. Don't pout, I'll be sure to give everyone something fitting.

[Formal call to Commissioner West, through his secretary at the station.]
Ring

[ A series of Text Messages to A. Morgenstern ]

( In which I begin to wonder if Daryl's source should have been the Runaway Bride )

[ Locked to R. Morgenstern ]

We need to make more headway on the wedding if we wish for it to take place in this decade.

[ Text to K. West ]

I don't care that you are the Chief of Police and thus extremely busy. We are having dinner. Tonight. There is no way out of this.

[ Locked to M. Main ]

I'm collecting the files on the Night Terror's past victims in Seattle and looking for a pattern that in of itself can implicate Charlie.

[ Locked to M. Main ]
[After talking to Thomas. He uses capital letters again, gasp.]

Hi Ms. Main!!! My name is Brice and I'm a friend of Luke's and wanted to come by with a present for him since he's out of the hospital. I talked to Mr. Brandon and he said I could come whenever but I should let you know first so I don't surprise you. I mean surprises are great but you probably don't want the surprise of someone just showing up at your house, haha. Is there a time that's good or bad for you? I train mostly in the mornings and then work in the evenings but that's changing now with the season shift and sun exposure. But I'm off on Wednesday in the evening so maybe then? Thanks!!!!

[ Locked to L. Jones ]

LYNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN i need your help to make a cake

[He's been trying not to contact her. Really, he has. He's been making an effort of it, telling himself he has more important things to worry about, convincing himself that it isn't worth it. It doesn't work for long.]

how are you how have you been I know no one has mentioned it lately, but I'm worried about Rorschach. He's been in there a long time, and I haven't found a damn thing that can solidly link that woman to any killings. I believe him at his word, but if we can't find any evidence, our only other choice is to break him out.

[Locked to G Dailey]
Quick. Tell me something gossip related, so I can get my mind off the crazy shit going on in this town. Darman news?

[Locked to J Arakkis and A Abrams]
Congratulations, Arakkis. The city's new insane vigilante? All yours to cover. Talkative asshole. Kid, get the man some photographs.

[Call to T Brandon, during work hours]
Ring

[After giving the police a few days to scramble around looking for evidence.]

I feel that I have made my message clear. The system in this city is ineffective, and the masks are not willing to go far enough in administering true justice. I have no interest in innocents, and I have done everything within my power to inflict no collateral damage at all. All I am interested in is the wicked in this world, and where they are presented to me, I will strike them down. I do not ask that everyone does the same. I only ask to be left to my work.

[Sent after this conversation and the weather change.]

So who's enjoying the weather now? I've got my spidey swim trunks out of the closet, someone point me to the best pool in Seattle. [He skips a beat.] So we've got half of the Weatherman mystery solved, but that still leaves the Bodysnatcher out and about. Anyone made any progress? [Another pause.] And I've also got news about that lovely Doctor that's been on the news and forums, crazy bird and dog guy? He's moved up the food chain again.

[During the bomb scare at the Mall, just as the other bombs go off.]

[Open Comm]
[Angrily.] I know it's still light out, but we got problems, folks. Someone needs to go get us that damn doll the news is going on about at that shopping center, and we need to see if we can get anything off the damn bombs at the houses around town. Body count would be nice, too. In case we aren't all pissed off enough.

[After this]

Okay, guys. I don't know how many of you are proficient in the internets, but the Weatherman isn't backing down. He found the Bodysnatcher and it's not looking good. As much as I hate to agree with the thieving douchebag, we need to take the Weatherman out. I can handle the weather and still stay mobile, so point me and shoot. Who's got an idea on how to find him?

[ Locked to J. and M. Morgenstern ]

( In which Daryl proposes a very civilized get-together. )

[ Text to K. West ]

I'm back in Seattle. I believe this warrants a dinner between friends.

[ Locked to M. Main ]

( In which Daryl probably tries too hard. )

[ Locked to G. Dailey ]

( In which Daryl is a robot. )

[ Locked to C. Westley ]

( In which Daryl says thank you. )