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OI! LITTLE CUPID! OLLY OLLY OXEN FREE! I'm ready.

Who: Micah
What: Acquiring some protection
Where: Gotham City
When: Recently!
Warnings/Rating: Eh, nothing really.

( He saw now that it was time to take this entire situation a bit more seriously. )

I'm looking for Neil.

[Clementine M]
Any changes?

[Blake T]

I hear you got a house-guest who's a pain in the ass.

[Joey A]

you want that job, there's something set up with the owner Monday.

[Neil D]

hey. sorry I couldn't help with your brother. let me know how he is, yeah?

[Sam A]

hey, Pomegranate.

[Ford C/Ellie K]

both of you safe?

Have you decided?

Would you be willing to assist in the granting of a wish?

[Day 2. They let her keep her tablet, because art or whatever, and she doesn't hit anyone up until after her first therapy session goes to shit or whatever. Even then, there's just this one post.]

[Locked to the "Ace" anon]
[Slow, sluggish writing.] Is it too late to change that wish?

[Locked individually: Pepper P., Bruce B., Selena K., Steve R.]

And what did you wish for?

[Bruce B., Gwen S. & Peter P.]

What the hell are we doing with the kid in the basement? He's climbing the walls, and I don't need a dead kid in a box down there.

If you can't grant the wish I asked for, a job would be a second suggestion, though less favorable.

[Russ C]
[After this.]

Okay, she made her wish. Now you need to wish it for her.

[Ring. We will not cry, we will not cry, we will not cry. Ring.]

[Locked: No Bro Anon/Redacted But We All Know It's You, Bucky]

How was your day?

[Locked: Tony S]

Tony, hi, you might not know me. My name is Bobbi. I'm an Avenger, I lead the West Coast Avengers with Clint, codename Mockingbird. PhD in biology, all around nice lady.

Former SHIELD operative. Currently unemployed almost ready to start looking for a job. Almost.

I need a website, deep shadow conditions. Cupidclint.com any suggestions on where to get such a thing? And how to make it the best most heavily trafficked website ever?

[Steve R]

Steve, hi. I'm Bobbi Morse. Like I just said to Tony, because you might be together and then you'll know I'm copying and pasting things, which now I'm officially not. In any case. Hi. I'm Bobbi. I'm an Avenger. We're pals, we get along. If you do know me, then you also know that I know about the fifty bucks I owe you. Noted. But no one, and I mean NO ONE NOT ONE PERSON ALIVE could have seen that one coming. Okay? Okay. You are just....I don't know. Psychic.

If you don't know what I'm talking about. It's to do with Beyonce. Somehow. I don't know HOW. You woke up one day and called me up and said "Bobbi, I think Bey is up to something." I told you you were nuts and, then I called Carol who called Sharon and we all said you were nuts, and you bet us all fifty bucks. And then Beyonce just went ahead and dropped an album out of nowhere. That day. What even, Steve? What. Even. Three blondes almost killed you that day. None of us have paid you.

[Thor]

Where's my favorite God of Thunder at? Did you know there's going to be a Magic Mike 2? Are you in it?

[Clint B]

You are so going to kill me.

PS. We have no Kate. The hell am I supposed to without a mini-Hawkeye? Can we put her outfit on Lola? See what happens?

[Natasha R]

Did you make a wish?

[And then Public as anything - from Bobbi M - because she doesn't know who else is here]

So are we enjoying being the wish granTORS or the granTEES the most?

Do I get to take off the mask when this is all over because I am telling you what little new wish friend, I wanna see. Big time. I wanna see.

Also there is nothing on TV right now. What's in your netflix queues I need to check out?

[LOCKED to Russ C.]

Want to make sure we're not crossing our wishes. What did you wish for?