Rooms

[After much debate: Comm to Tony S]
Beep, beep! Is that the sound it makes?

[Locked to Bucky B]
You've been holding out on me, Buck. How'd it go with Natasha?

[Public]

Do all of the mutant heroes tend to seem like self-righteous pricks, or am I just getting a bad sample?

And here I thought that Vegas was gay enough, and it didn't even have the abundance of tights and capes.

[Sam A]

Are you okay? Are you alive, somewhere?

[A mindless scribble with her stylus on her Note It! app. As Lois L.]

I really need to move out of this apartment.

[It had been quite an uneventful day, and Hannibal very much hoped that would change.

Will was here, oh yes, poor, lost Will Graham, whom he intended on paying a visit to very, very soon. Dr. Chilton was markedly absent, after all, and he fully intended on using that to his advantage. But there were other, more... significant absences; Jack Crawford, for example. It would be a rather chaotic time for the FBI, he should think. He was curious as to how those left behind would manage.

Perhaps he should find out.

Ah, but all in good time, for at present Hannibal was expecting a visit from the anonymous potential patient who wished to interview him. He was amenable to such terms. He had given them an address, they had agreed upon a time, and so he was left to wait in his office, patiently, for his or her arrival.]

[Private to Natasha Romanoff]

Hey Nat, I know we haven't really talked since I got Do you even uh I need some help with Oscorp?

[Public and locked from MK]
[Now that he's got a free moment.]

Hi. I'm Spider-Man. Anyone here know MK? I just needed to check up on a thing.

[Locked to Liam R]

You okay?

[Locked to Ronan X

Hey.

[Locked to Lizzie K]

Hey. Welcome?

[After this.]

Sam told me I should hit you up. Said you're dealing with some [...] family shit.

Who: Jo Harvelle and Open to TWD folks!
When: We'll go with this afternoon
Where: SPN, Hotel, TWD; someplace close to others?
Rating: TBD but it's The Walking Dead so...


( Sun sets' cross the ocean // I'm a thousand miles from anywhere // My pocketbook and my heart both just got stolen // And the sun acts like she don't even care )