Rooms

Who: Eddie
When: Back from honeymoon
Where: his Gotham apartment
What: narrative
Warnings: swearing

( He jingled keys, undid security and walked through his front door into emptiness. )

[Text to Aubrey R.]

When are we going?

[Public]

Peppermint sch--shan--shno-- drink with chocolate drizzle. Mmmmm!

[locked to eddie n.]

[After the Nashtons return, and while she's in the Citadel and he's in Gotham.] Do I need to put an amber alert out on you?

ETA:
[locked to selina k.]

[During her conversation with Eddie. A couple of blinks.] Thank you for the gift. The necklace is beautiful. [...] I'm sorry. If you had an awful experience that day, I'm sorry. I didn't want you to get hurt. I really, really didn't, Selina. [Blink.] You mean a lot to me, and you're probably my best friend right now. There was no reason that I wanted to get hurt, and maybe I was a little upset you didn't come to the reception, but that's not your fault. I shouldn't have pushed you to come that day when I knew there were going to be things that hurt you. I'm so, so sorry. [Blink, blink.] You don't have to respond, and you don't have to believe that I care a lot about you, but I do. Just. Let me know you're okay? [Blink, blink. Blink.] If you want, if you don't want to go near Gotham, we have a spare room here in the Citadel. It's got its own little area and bathroom, so you wouldn't even have to see us. But you'd be safe.

[Locked Damian W]

I went into the office to do some work today. As of now I'm hanging out in that giant conference room with the giant television screen. Pick up pizzas and meet me here to watch Pacific Rim. And also to talk about our feelings.

[Locked Bruce W]

Hi, Bruce.

[Batfam+]

Checking in. Now you try. :-D

This had better not be preemptive detention. While it is completely realistic to assume that I'd need a full two months of detention before school even started, I should have been told. I had plans. I had two months of extra sleep planned before I had to come back here.

Who: Sirius, Victoire, and James trying to be inconspicuous. - And then Teddy - AND NOW REMUS
Where: Madam Puddifoot's of course
What: Well Sirius is pretty sure he's on a date, and Victoire is pretty sure she's going to hex someone. Should be good.
When: Right After this madness
Warnings: So many swears. So many

( Wankstains On Parade )

[Tony's friends are informed that what was initially assumed to be symptoms from a post-op infection and fatigue have realized into dangerously low blood pressure resulting from some internal bleeding yet to be discovered. Various complications have arisen and Stark is in a medically-induced coma after an emergency procedure early this morning.

The news is kept under wraps to keep from further alarming Stark Ind. investors. Plans to release the information if Stark's condition worsens are stalling tactics. Media are now strictly forbidden from a side waiting room in the cardiac unit after a reporter tries to corner a nurse and gets himself an assault charge.]

Who: The Bat and the Cat
What: An unfortunate encounter (AKA, these poor bastards)
Where: Hotel → The Walking Dead
When: Nowish
Warnings/Rating: Emo

( Oh no, no, he wasn't doing this again. He took a step back. Maybe he could leave before she noticed. )

[Private to Bruce B.]

Hey, I want to thank you for coming to the wedding.

[Private to Steph N.]

[He links her the whole convo with Bruce.]

pppbbhtttll.

Who: Helena and the Monster Menagerie
What: Helena has a run in with a monster she wasn't expecting.
Where: All over Silent Hill
When: Currentish
Warnings/Rating: Violence, gore, psychological horror, maiming, blood, burning. Here there be psychological and actual monsters, yo.

( Your mother wanted to train you, but I always knew that you'd never live up to the family name. )

[Before checking the Batfam lock.]

[Locked to Bruce W.]

Where are you?

[Locked to Damian W.]
[After getting notification of his post to her. She looks at it and grinds her teeth.]

Whoever you are, not funny.

[Locked to Selina K.]
[She looks at the post for a long time, takes a deep breath in, and why not?]

Hi.

[What's that sound? Why, it's the sound of breaking glass. A thousand panes of glass, all shattering at once.

At roughly eight in the evening on an otherwise normal Sunday in Manhattan, every pane of glass in Stark tower explodes. Nothing is spared - screens, windows, panes set into doors, glass floors a half a foot thick, nothing. In a single moment, with a shrieking like the reality itself has been briefly unzipped, the tower bursts at the seams in a glittering shower of shining splinters.

The cement and steel of the building's frame and foundations are untouched, and the frames that surrounded what glass there was are undamaged. Glass falls dozens of stories to the ground, and the lack of casualties is pure luck and timing, really. The place was deserted on this quiet Sunday evening. Some late-staying Stark employees are injured by flying glass in the laboratories, but there are no deaths.

There are no suspects, either. No one saw anyone near the tower who looked suspicious, and there is no evidence of explosives. Even stranger, the surrounding buildings shine in the sun as normal the following morning, completely untouched. This was obviously not a natural phenomenon, and throughout the night, even major news outlets begin to ask questions - where where the Avengers when all this occurred? And how can they be expected to protect anyone, if they can't even keep their home, one single skyscraper, intact?]