Rooms

[As Jim G]

[Major pen press.

Eventually, testing, scrawled:] Gordon.

[To Helena W]
If you don't check in with me, Miss Helena, how will you know whether I've accepted to take care of the children's trust funds?


[To Selina K]
I do have a question, if the answer isn't confidential.

Who: Alfred Pennyworth
What: Alfred finds Helena's letter
Where: Batcave, the Manor
When: fuzzy, right after this
Warnings: sads, but not too sads

( When Bruce brought the body to the cave, that was the first time that Alfred had actually seen Damian. )

[Bruce W.]
[GPS coordinates he'd know very well: Crime Alley.]

Meet me there.

-E

[Dick G.]

Those goddamned zebras are going to need a shelter to keep them warm this winter. I can build it if you're going to keep them.

[Helena W.]

Hey. I'm sorry for your loss.

[Alfred P.]

If you need help with Damian's funeral, I'd be willing to assist. I did a lot of the work last time.

( Addressed to Alfred, left jutting up between the second and third row of keys on a keyboard in the cave. )

[locked individually to wide Batfam lock, other than Bruce, because set after meeting with Bruce the morning after Damiangate]

Check in, please.

Who: Bruce and Alfred
What: Alfred won't let Bruce be a hermit.
Where: Wayne Manor.
When: Morning after this stuff.
Warnings/Rating: TBD.

( Cut for length. )

[after this and getting the address from Bruce]

[There was a lot happening in Gotham for Alfred to keep up with, and he had to do his best to keep up with it. There were a lot of people with really complex relationships that he didn't know, but he was doing his best to try to make things run as smoothly as possible under the circumstances.

But someone shooting Gordon? That was hard for Alfred. Whether this was the Gordon from his world or not, Eddie had already unintentionally confirmed that he was the same incorruptible man that Alfred knew. One of the few who came to Bruce's funeral. Alfred wanted to offer support in turn, and Bruce had shared the location...and flowers. Flowers from Bruce for Gordon.

Alfred shook his head as he knocked and let himself into Gordon's room, after getting thoroughly questioned by security. Rude.]

[batfam, - damian.]

I know 72 hours isn't a lot of time, but we'll have to make it work. And if you find him [...] let the rest of us know immediately.

[locked to eddie n.]

We'll be needing that body soon.

[locked to selina k.]

[Extensive cursor blink.] Checking in.

[locked to batfam - damian]

I tried to stop him. I really did.

[locked to eddie n.]

[A couple of blinks.] Even with the fractured rib, that was the best sleep I've had in a long time.

[Public as THE BATMAN]
[Tuesday morning after scuffling with Stephanie.]

"Batwoman" you are pathetic. Treating criminals and fighting like a loser. There isn't anyone in the family who could take me down.

[The name shifts in flickers depending on who's reading it - Death, Muerte, Em]

[Batfam+]
Danger, Will Robinson. Duck and cover if you're batly because I don't want to be any busier than I currently am.


[Selina]
Ignore the fact that I know the answer, and that this question is more for you to know that I'm checking in on you and less for me to get an actual answer: Staying safe?


[Eddie]
Question marks intact?


[Helena]
Okay?


[Damian]
[A pen-press. He's her last message, and the ink pools from an incorporeal pen.] So?

[after this]

Everyone with even a hint of black on's going to get dealt with. Too bad this couldn't have happened in summer when not everyone wears black coats.

Bad idea to be visiting Gotham now.

Who: Alfred Pennyworth (narrative or open!)
What: reacquainting himself with the Manor, baking, just a normal day for Pennyworth
Where: Wayne Manor
When: after his arrival, nowish
Warnings/Rating: none yet

( There was a lot to overwhelm Alfred Pennyworth. )

[PUBLIC AS BATMAN]

You care so much about the precious mobsters who are ruining this city? [A GPS location where a top Falcone family member is hanging from a construction crane.] I broke every bone in his body. If you want him to live, you better save him now.

[He's stared at this new item on his person for a while, and he finally caves. Too weird. Too, too weird, even for all the madmen he's seen in his life.]

I may be old, but I am not bloody senile, and I know Gotham when I'm in it.

I was supposed to be in Venice tomorrow. I'd quite fancy to be in Venice tomorrow.