Rooms

[During this.]

[Locked to Bruce W]
That idiot clone is talking of coming to Gotham, to help.

[And after some consideration...]

[Locked to Selina K]
What happened to Tony?

ETA: [Locked to Dick G]
Grayson.

ETA 2.0: [Locked to Barbara G]
Is Montoya still stabled at the manor?

ETA 3.0: [Locked to Tony S]
[After Selina's... comment, he decides to try this. Because.]

Hello?

[After this.]

Paging Miss Kyle.
Miss Selina Kyle.

[Wednesday morning, a package finds itself delivered to Cerise Stone, in care of the Homicide Division of the NYPD. Delivered by a private courier, the package holds no return address or markings of any kind to show where it might have originated. A small white box, approximately the size of a post card and only two inches deep. Inside the box is a fluid-filled plastic bag, and the tiniest bit of investigation will find that there are two human eyes floating in the liquid. Recently removed, an unremarkable shade of brown for the iris. There is no note, nothing else in the box other than the plastic bag. If swept for fingerprints, nothing will be found inside, and on the outside, the only ones found belong to that of the courier.]

Who: Kara Zor-El & Rhys
What: sun...bathing
Where: Borderlands; Pandora, Hollow Point → Badlands
When: not long after this
Warnings/Rating: tbd

( And he really, really just wanted some cafeteria coffee and like, a seat at a nice, clean table. The kind in the Hub of Heroism. Sleek and not… covered in blood and other fluids. Was that so much to ask? )

I know you're here.

[The roaring can be heard for miles, resulting in grab-and-dash panic, and the accompanying tremors are felt for blocks, well away from Kips Bay and into Manhattan. The river overflows its borders, and cement cracks in fissures leading away from the water. There are sightings of something large and metal rising from the Bay, and Hulk sightings are reported throughout the day and into the evening, with tales becoming more and more grandiose as the day wears on.]

[Once news of this starts to come out. Maybe just a tiny bit worried.]

[locked to gwen s.]

Gwen?

[locked to harry o.]

[Because why not.]

Have you heard from MJ recently?

eta: locked to bruce b.]

[After getting no reply from Gwen.]

Dr. Banner? [...] I, uh, don't know if you can answer me right now, but I'm getting nothing from Cap and I don't know who else Gwen was with. So [...] please be there? I'm so lame

Who: Wren
What: Narrative
Where: Around Marvel
When: Let's say the past week or so
Warnings/Rating: None

( Life was quiet, and life was still. )