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[Locked to Damian W]

I invited Gwen over for froyo with both of us. I'd really like it if you were nice to her.

[As Jonathan C]

That was one of the more sedate parties that I've attended.

[Locked to Tony S]

Are you coming back?


[Locked to Gwen S]

Check in.


[Added after this to Selina K]

Looks like you were right.

[Public]

Hello, my name's Rinoa, and I'm brand new to this situation. Would anyone be willing to answer some questions for me and my friends?

[Public as Kevin S]
I like this question game. Let's play! Heck, we've already seen each other's torrid memories (if you partook!). Ask a question, get an answer and a question back~

I'll start wiiiiith: what are your Thanksgiving plans?:)

[Edited Private to Xavier]
So with all these new traumatized people loafing around, I'm going to get a job to help, you know, pay for things. If I need a reference, can I put you?? You don't know me well here, but you can read my mind, so I am an A+ worker. Or something. Anyway. Thanks for letting me stay in your house is the point???

Who: Luke & Thomas
What: A visit.
Where: Brandon Shipping offices.
When: Nowish.
Warnings/Rating: IDK. Luke will probably swear at some point. Yes, Luke swears.

( This will be full of happiness and sunshine, I'm sure. )

[Bucky was good at not standing out when he didn't want to. It was a skill he learned before his personality was wiped out entirely, because he did covert ops as a teen, but there were times he liked all eyes on him back then. Not anymore. He kept to himself and wore a Mets hat pulled down low over his face when he traveled. His backpack was light, he didn't have a lot of personal items to carry around anyway, but he made some small talk in the car. His demeanor got noticeably warmer once he was in nicer weather. Maybe it was a small act of rebellion on his part, to hate the winter thoroughly like it was a fuck you to his codename. Or to Mother Russia in general.

Despite the weather he had to keep a light jacket on until he got to Stark's place. The arm was very distinct, and he didn't want to stick out in the mind of the driver or anyone else. Ever a spy, even now. Bucky stripped off the jacket as soon as the car pulled away though, wearing jeans and a white tank, casual and average looking. Outside of the metal arm that glistened when the sun hit it. His hair was getting on the long side and he didn't bother shaving the past day, so he didn't fit the fanciness of anything Stark had to offer, but he was invited so there he was.

At least it wasn't a giant tower. He figured Stark already had tons of AI telling him he was there, but he went on up and knocked on the door anyway.]

[As Logan, locked to Avengers participating in the Oscorp rescue and Charles Xavier]

As much as I love getting roped into a good grapple, anyone care to explain what the hell was going on now? Is there any indication this isn't over, or can I enjoy my beer in peace tonight?

[Phone call to Dick Grayson]
[The night before he's supposed to pick her up for church. Ring.]

[Locked to Shane A]
Going. You tell Graham come morning.

Who: Blake Thorne and Graham Ross
What: A run in at the manor.
Where: Thorne house
When: Today
Warnings/Rating: None so far.

( He was going to have to face those people he'd talked to. )

[Locked to Jack C]

My name is Erik Lehnsherr. I am a mutant, and I don't generally waste time with pleasantries. A mutual friend told me you were responsible for the death of Norman Osborn, and you might need a safe place to stay for now. Considering that he tortured and killed some of my people, I am very grateful toward you for taking care of it. I have several safe houses, in the Marvel door and in other doors as well, where you can stay until it dies down. I assured our mutual friend I would offer it, and she said to quote the following so you would believe what I am saying: "Tell him a mutual friend with a dislike for poetry sent you. He'll know who you're talking about. You can add that I'll blow out his kneecaps if he doesn't let you help, but only if he's being difficult."

Let me help you. It is the least I can do for avenging my brothers and sisters. If it makes you feel safer, I can give you more than one address, and you can pick which one to go to without telling me where you're going. They are all paid until the end of the month and no one will ask questions. It's up to you.

[Barbara G.]
[As promised, giant antlers stolen from Gaston's tavern are delivered to the Clocktower. The attached note only has a green question mark.]

[Sara L.]

Did Hal recruit you, yet? I need your help with something. Also, how badly do you want to know your fate on the Arrow show? I've been catching up and [...] well.

[Holly R.]

Keep an eye out for a woman dressed like a librarian in the part of town where no one reads.