Rooms

Who: Jim Gordon and Dick Grayson
What: Drinks! And omg someone about to give Carter and Main a run for their money ok?
Where: A bar downtown bc IDK any other things
When: RECENTLY
Wharnings (lol): N/A I am sure

[Dick had been eager to get out of the house, he had been eager to spend time with someone not presently related to him, and if that meant some brand new, fresh off the lot, version of Barbara's father - he'd take it.

He'd estimated it would take about forty five minutes to get to the city, and the bar where he'd told Jim to meet him. It wasn't anything fancy, or too divey, it just simply was. But it was nice and nondescript, and mellow.

He wasn't necessarily going to get drunk and drown his sorrows, in fact pretty much the opposite. He had read Aflie's post about the schedule, and now he was going to focus on something else, and it was not going to be terrible.

He was amused just thinking about it really. A little less amused when he realized he had no idea who he was looking for, and found himself looking toward the door every time it opened, at one point the bartender asked him if he was being stood up.]

[As Jim G]

[Major pen press.

Eventually, testing, scrawled:] Gordon.

[Locked to Bruce Wayne]

Bruce?


[Locked to Babs]

I've flown the coop. Heading to the precinct. How's Grayson?



[Locked to Eddie Nigma]

You've got a clear head and I need one of those, if you got a second. What the hell happened?

[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.]

[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.

[locked to john blake & jim gordon.]

The mobs are talking about moving on Gordon. Egorov and Maroni are looking for retaliation on a large scale. I don't know who the exact targets are yet but it's safe to assume that they'll go after law enforcement, anyone who's associated with [...] me.

I'm sor

ETA: [locked to eddie n.]

I want to see if the heads of families are willing to talk. Maybe I can get them to call off this Bat hunt until Damian is caught. Selina thinks it's a terrible idea. What do you think?

ETAx2: [comm to jason t.]

Beep beeeeep.

[Phone call from the GCPD]

Ring, ring.


[Text to John Blake]

- Kid, I need you, drop what you're doing.

[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.

[Locked to Bruce Wayne after this.]

What the hell?

[Public, after this.]

I feel so much safer now that we're nearly killing drone goons who don't have a say in anything, and whose injuries will only make the mob bosses kill them as a result. What's next? The mob's working girls? I'll sleep so much better at night.

[locked (individually) to dick g., jason t., john b., jim g., barbara g.]

Checking in.

[locked to iris m.]

How was your night?

[locked to eddie n.]

Eddie?

[LOCKED: GORDONS]
Make it back in one piece?


[LOCKED: BARBARA G/DINAH L]
Is it time for our usual booze and candy pow wow?


(posted anon)
[PUBLIC]
Me, dressed in black. You, fashionably late.

[Locked to Bruce Wayne]

Blake said he's one of yours, that true?


[Locked to John Blake]

Hey kid.


[Locked to Barbara Gordon]

Hello sweetheart. How's my baby and her baby?


[Locked to Dick Grayson]

How's it going, Grayson?

[Public, as John B.]

[Several cursor blinks. John is not great at the whole small talk thing.] So. Door travel? How does that work?

[Jim G./John B.]

Sir.

[locked to damian w.]

You didn't Damian?

[locked to dick g.]

Consider this a post-Ra's check in.

[After this.]

[locked to jim g.]

O'Hara is still out there, calling herself Siren. She needs to be found.

[batfam+/dc heroes/etc.]

I've seen the news, I know what Ra's has been up to. Is Eddie What's being done? I'm afraid I'm out of the loop there.

[selina kyle.]

I'm sor [...] I'm fine.

[jim gordon.]

Status?

[locked to jim g.]

I have nothing on Ra's. There is something, but no one will talk.

[locked to damian w.]

Damian?

[Public as Siren]

Commissioner. Aren't you missing a few piggies?

[Phone call to Barbara Gordon]

Ring ring.