Oh Marvelous Net

It's been some time.

[Ring, ring] Hey. It's me.

We need to talk. Now.

[Magic conch call or however the hell they communicate with the outside world in Atlantis. Laminated telephones? Who knows. I choose to believe it's this ]



Your vibranium will be dropped on the northern side of Corvo island tomorrow evening.

[LATER]

[The Contessa's phone rings...]

Hello Magnus.

[Phone call to Tony from an unknown international number]

...Stark?

((Written out with Devon in Gdocs.))

Open to reactions with the assumption that this news report is shown everywhere.

( They must have action; and they will make it if they cannot find it. )

[Phone call to Magneto from Tommy]

Tommy was not at all pleased with Magneto at the moment. Ever since the speedster had been tricked into service he had held a grudge. He had thought he was finished with the old man, but now it seemed that Magneto and his wretched little collection of misfits were at it again. Well not this time. Thomas was pissed. It was time for the old man to learn that not everyone was going to play these games. It might have been foolish, but Tommy wasn’t afraid of Magneto. He was brash on deciding to call him without telling Jean or his team mates, but it was something Tommy felt he needed to do.

[Phone Call to Tabitha from Magnus]

Magnus shouldn't he been entirely surprised at what had happened to Tabitha. Really, sending a girl with her youth and temper and ability alone to New York City was pretty much a guarantee she would end up in prison. Still, it didn't mean Magnus was pleased about having to spend the money and send someone to bail her out. He'd given his proxy a portable phone to give to her with the promise she ought to be expecting a call from the boss. Certainly he could have called sooner, but he decided instead to bide his time, let the wait for possible punishment be a punishment in itself. Finally, with a spare moment, he decided to give Tabitha a call.