Rooms

[call to eddie n.]

[Ring, ring late at night.]

[locked to selina k.]

Hi, kitty cat.

[locked to holly r.]

How you doing, kiddo?

[Steve R & Tony S]

[After her convo with Pepper]

It's Sharon Carter - Ms. Potts told me something was going on at an Osborn facility and gave me coordinates. Do you need backup? I can be en route immediately.

[Graham R & Shane A]

Boys. Gents. Menfolk.

This is Clarence. I felt real sorry for him and dragged him home single handedly down the street, and was that pain in the ass on the subway dragging a Christmas tree around. Then I dragged him down the street again. And up five flights of stairs. This tree and I are in it for the long haul. I'm still getting sap out of my hair.

You're both invited to my place for Christmas to pay homage to Clarence, and to look upon his glory and wonder with your own eyes.

I'm cooking again, Graham. You're bringing the rolls and the pies.

Clem's gonna be there.

Y'all bring who you want but let me know how many. My place ain't huge, but no one is getting turned anyone away either, we'll make room no matter how cozy we get. Anyone wants to bring something, go ahead, if not - no worries (except you, Graham. Rolls. Pie.)

Show up whenever on Christmas day, watch that Christmas movie 15 times in a row, eat some mini gherkins, whatever you want. We'll eat around 5.

Who: Marina & Russ
What: Gift wrapping.
Where: Marina's place in Gotham.
Warnings: Cursing, sad Marina-ness.

( This was honey swirled around incense, the flies caught in amber. It had been too long, too many fights and a little kid with bright eyes and a cloud of dark hair and he hadn’t lost himself at the bottom of something that made a bad idea seem like Christmas-come-early. )

You ever just gve the fuck up
?

Who: Joey and party kids
What: A party that might end badly when Blake's place is trashed tomorrow.
When:Now?
Warnings:Drugs, lots of.

( We're all here, we've always been here, always will. )

As nice as it is to travel, coming back home is always something to look forward to.

The city looks nice this Christmas. Cheerful. I almost feel like it's the holidays.

[After she loses the blonde and has her hair recolored.]

[Harley Q]
[As Hels, no W, no full name.]

Got plans on Christmas?

[Seven]
[Also as Hels.]

You better now?

[Marta]

Doing okay?

[St John A.]
[As "Gem."]

Wanna go exploring?

[Louis D]

the fuck is wrong with women?

[Sam A]

you ever do that coney thing?

[Seven M]
[Pointing him toward Liam's comments.]

???


[Thor]
[Posted as "fierce and fret" anon from the Halloween Party.]

Hey. It's Marta the girl from Halloween. Am I allowed to check in on you?


[Ella D]
[After a little hesitation.]

Hey, Ella.

Who: Micah Callaghan
What: Stalking Louis
Where: Marvel: NYC
When: Recent
Warnings/Rating: None really

( It happened by chance. )

Who: Micah & Elena
What: A meeting
Where: One of Elena's anon groups
When: Recently!
Warnings/Rating: None of any consequence

( He was sure he'd regret this later. )

Maybe I'm just the most hungover I've ever been, but I could have sworn everything in the fucking house wasn't broken when I left last night.

[After waking up in the ER. The nurses tell her that someone named Jason is outside, but she can't have visitors until they're sure what the poison in her system is. She can hear the reporters outside, wanting a comment about the girl brought in by Spider-Man.]

[Call to Jason T]
[Ring.]