Repose

[When the time comes to board the flight back to Repose, Cat, notably, is not at the airport. Instead, a courier delivers a note to the plane while it's on the tarmac, handing it over to whoever signs for it. The note says, simply, that she's staying in Jersey for a few more weeks, and that she hopes they have a good flight. For the present, forum messages, texts, and phone calls go unanswered. She needs to sort things out.]

[Locked to Batfam+: Stephanie M, Cat C, Dick G, Leena B, Tim D, Misha B, Sadie M]
I am heading home the first of July. If you require air transportation, say so here.

[Locked to Louis D]
I will be able to work Monday, the second, if this amenable.

[Locked to Daniel W]
Daniel, hello.

[Locked to Tim D]
I would like to speak with you, Dawson.

[FLEET: Misha B]
Habibi, I have notified Louis of my return. We will need to figure out how to move between the Capital and Repose, now that you cannot apport. Perhaps it is time I teach you how to drive.

Who: Leena, Cat/Kyle, and Stephanie
What: Payday delivery
Where: Wainright Manor
When: Before Sadie shows up
Warnings/Rating: Mild, probably.

( Frankenstein's monster )

[Three or four days after arriving at the 'retreat.']

[Locked to Batfam+: Cat C, Stephanie M, Leena B, Tim D, Misha B, Sadie M]
I have arrived at the treatment facility. If you have questions, you might ask me them and I will seek to answer. If you require anything, tell me.

[Locked to Louis D]
Hello.

[Locked to Cat C]
Hey, what's up?

[Cat makes the most of the potions Newt gives her. She slips out early in the morning, while Reece is still asleep. First, she transfers all her non-Repose property to an executor for sale, with the profits to be held in trust for Leena. The charities, those she implements boards of trustees for, and she signs over her controlling portions. She deeds the bar to Steve, and she deeds the Rex to Eddie, wherever he is, in case he wants a place to land that isn't Repose. As for her father, she goes to visit. He's old, and he's comfortable in the jail he's spent the majority of Cat's life in, and the only thing she doesn't sell is his mansion. Her liquid assets, both offshore and stateside, she transfers to Kyle Catalone, and the Repose properties get transferred to Reece. And once it's all done? She goes and buys some of the best product New Jersey has to offer.]

[Locked to Steve M]
How's drinks, Stevie?

What's up pussy cat? That has to be the first time anyone's ever said that to you.

[Locked to Stephanie M]
What have I missed?

[Locked to Damian W]
Do you have access to this, little one?

[Locked to Leena B]
Kitten?

A favor, Cat?

[Public]
Pantone got it right. Ultraviolet really is the color of 2018. Agree? Disagree?


[Dietre A]
Hey..

[Locked to Daniel W]
[While on the plane to Jersey, as Kyle C.] So, you never open up. How much for your inventory?

[The group got ready to disembark from Repose to Jersey in their respective ways while heat continued to rise in Capital and the sleepy suburb. Each of them were battling their own emotions, their own demons, and each of them could use the escape and focus of other drama. So, they would all go to Jersey, and they would all play savior in their own way, and then they could ignore what was happening in front of them for a little while longer. (Or, at least, that was what a certain blonde shadow was hoping.) The tarmac right outside of the Capital was smaller than the one they would land in. No large terminals or Dunkin Donuts to tide over sleepiness during red eyes. Just a runway and a large private jet waiting for the four en route to Jersey to arrive. As each came to the plane, they boarded and waited inside for the jet to disembark to whatever sweet hell was awaiting them at home.]

[as Loki]

I'm bored. Amuse me, peasants.

Who: Cat and Jack
What: The Jester's Court
Where: The Capital
When: Fuzzy timeline, but before returning to Jersey.
Warnings/Rating: D for Disco.

( It was after dark, and Cat had come into town to land some good oil. )

[Locked to Reece E]
[...] [....] [...] Eddie's gone. Some treatment facility.

[Locked to Jack P]
Hello, Jack.

[Locked to Dahlia H]
Hello, Dahlia.

[Locked to Cat C]
Did you make it to the gala?

[Locked to Louis D]
Hello.

[Locked to Daniel W]
Daniel, how are you?

[locked to batfam+]

[Currently blissfully unaware of what's going on with Damian and Jersey.]

FYI Eddie's gone. Left town for the unforeseeable future. He's gonna go get his head on straight, but needs to be away from here to do it.

ETA: [locked to misha b.]

Is Damian okay or is he lying to me?

[Time fuzz. After this and during/after this.]

[FLEET: Misha B]
Mishael.

[After calling, texting, foruming, touching his pendant, praying, and everything else, and getting no response from Misha.]
[Locked to Batfam+, sans Leena B]
I am in Jersey with Leena. She is recovering.

[Locked to Janus A]
I require you immediately. Please.

[Locked to Claire J]
I cannot find Misha.

[Locked to Louis D]
Can you find people?

Do I attach a solar powered fan and misting spray bottle to the handles of my bike? Or do I cave, contribute to auto pollution of the inner city, and cry with guilty guilty shame in the AC with the tinted windows up? I'm honestly torn, but that could be the heat stroke talking.