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Mar. 16th, 2015


[info]steadier

[Bruce W, Sam A]

[Bruce W and Sam A, separately]
I've decided the best idea to come up has been to try to disappear. I'm going to try to find us a door where we can settle in and have no one know us. Thank you for everything. Be safe. I'll miss you.

[It's the same letter, but she means it for both of them.]

[info]steadier

[Iris Narrative]

Who: Iris
What: Narrative
Where: Louis' Apartment
When: Now?
Warnings/Rating: Nope.

There were worse suggestions )

Mar. 11th, 2015


[info]steadier

Marvel Quicklog: Iris, Sam, Cris

[And watch as I magically retcon and hand-wave the timing of this.]

[Once she'd arranged things with Sam and Cris, and finished talking to Bruce, Iris put down the journal, put her necklace back on, and started moving around the apartment. First her own bedroom, where she had several bags mostly pre-packed, waiting in her closet. She'd had them for years, updating them as TJ grew in and out of clothing. It was a habit she'd started in her other Gotham, just in case, and she'd grown even more serious about it once the hotel deposited her back in this Gotham. Clothing she liked, sets of scrubs, papers, records, and other important things. And tucked in between everything (some in TJ's bag as well) were stolen pieces of jewelry that their Selina had given them. She'd done her best to save all of them and only live off of what she made at her job. Just in case.

Her own room taken care of, she moved into TJ's, where he was playing quietly with his current favorite toy. With his help, they packed his things too. She'd been telling him since he was tiny that someday they might need to go to a different city, so he (mostly) accepted it. As long as he could bring the things he wanted. It made for a few very full bags, but it wasn't too long before she was helping him with his shoes and putting his backpack on him.

The hardest part was explaining how, exactly, they were going to get there. Iris finally ended up using the "magic" excuse, which he seemed to accept. And then, with a look back at their home and not knowing if they'd ever be back, she told him to close his eyes, and she opened the door to the hotel hallway, pulling through child and luggage in only a few seconds before closing the door behind her.]

[info]steadier

[Bruce W, Sam A, Selina K, Cris M]

[After this, in the night - though it takes her a while to calm down enough to write. She has to stand in TJ's doorway and watch him sleep for a while, to reassure herself that he's okay. She knows the clock is ticking, though. And even though she doesn't want to, especially not now, she takes off the charm in order to write successfully on the journals.]

[Bruce W.]
He's looking for us, and he's hurting a woman I used to know because I won't tell him where we are. I've been given [...] less than half a day now, to tell him. If I don't, I [...] wouldn't doubt that he'll send me another video of Abida losing another body part, and I can't keep watching her get cut apart because of me.

[Sam A.]
I don't know if it'll come to this, but if someone starts asking about me, I need you to not talk to him. Please. I can't have you hurt again. I don't know how much he knows about the family, but if he does start talking, just ignore any of it.

[Selina K.]
If I go to him, will you take TJ and make sure he's safe?
[Nothing.]

[Cris M.]
[A little later than the others posts, as she's waiting for replies.]
Can I ask you a slightly philosophical question without you trying to read too much into it?

[info]head

Iris M, Eddie N

A special gift for Iris, cut for violence )

[Eddie N]

Welcome back, Jackal.

Mar. 9th, 2015


[info]steadier

[Sam A]

[After a fair amount of time where she doesn't hear from Sam, and one attempt on her part that even she can't find in the journals now, she takes off her necklace, sets it to the side, and tries another post.]

This may seem like a strange question, but can you see this?

Mar. 6th, 2015


[info]onerule

selina k., eddie n., jim g., iris m., jason t., penny r.

[locked to selina k. & eddie n.]

[Here, the cursor blinks for a while.] This probably won't come as a surprise, but I just wanted to let the two of you know that I'll be remaining as Mayor.

[locked to jim g.]

Detective Gordon. I was wondering if you might have time to meet.

[locked to iris m.]

I thought I'd check in, see how you're doing.

[locked to jason t.]

Do you have a moment, Jason?

[call to penny r.]

[Through official lines. From his office to her work number. Ring!]

Mar. 4th, 2015


[info]pieces

Neil D, Louis D, Sam A, Penny R, Elena M, Iris M

[After this, late in the evening.]

[Locked to Neil D]
Your girl's gone, huh? You need help?

[Locked to Louis D]
You gonna tell me if you're alive?

[Locked to Sam A]
Hey, mami.

[Locked to Penny R]
Am I seeing things, or are you actually around?

[Locked to Elena M]
You been quiet, flaca.

[Locked to Iris M]
Sorry for that phone call.

Feb. 20th, 2015


[info]genome

Neil D, Iris M

[Note left for Neil D]
And subsequently abandoned when she gets too agitated and the nurse gives her something to calm down. The note is crumpled up and tossed in the kitchen trash, blood-dotted from where she's been itching at her arms. )

[Locked to Iris M]
[Later, and tucked back into bed. Slow and messy, and because this is easier than telling Shane.] I?

Feb. 18th, 2015


[info]steadier

[Ra's, Public]

[Ra's]
[After the completely awful Valentine appears at the nurse's station while she works. Her co-workers make pleased comments about the flowers, but when Iris realizes who they're from, she throws the entire bouquet away. She writes once she's at home, necklace back around her throat, so her name appears as a "Co" followed by a long, dark smudge obscuring the rest of the word.]

How dare you. Abida has nothing to do with this.


[Public (minus Ra's!)]
[Her name doesn't appear on this one. It's not marked as anonymous, just a faded grey water stain where her name should be. It's a toss-up whether people can even see the post or not.]

I never thought that fewer people in the hospital would feel like a bad thing.

Feb. 15th, 2015


[info]roomsdesires

Wish: Iris M

[It comes in the form of two charms. One for her, one for her son. Her's comes on a long chain to wear about the neck, while his is a bracelet, simple and silver and age appropriate.

When worn, the charms give the mother and son protection. But this isn't your normal sort of protection, no, but protection from a certain person. Ra's al Ghul. So long as these charms are on, he cannot harm them, mentally or physically. They also provide a certain amount of concealment that makes it quite difficult for them to be found should he go searching.

Unfortunately, it's not all good. That concealment makes it hard for others to find her as well. Her name blurs on the journals, mail isn't delivered correctly, and if asked for her ID, it becomes nearly impossible for others to read her name, perhaps refusing her service if that's what the ID was needed for.

But it all goes away if the charm is taken off.

Better not lose that charm, Iris.]

Feb. 14th, 2015


[info]roomsdesires

Wish Granted for Joey A. (Joey's Sisters, Really)

[Unfortunately, there is only so much experience and imagination can do with a general wish like this, but the cupid does his best.

Each of Joey’s sisters get a very sweet gift basket. The baskets are white. Because all valentines should have certain things, each basket has a traditional box of (cheap but serviceable) chocolates and a (small but soft) white cuddly bear holding a polyester heart. He forgets to take the tags off these, which are from a DC drugstore chain and were picked up by hand.

There is a box of pastel conversation hearts, but each heart has a strange label: MIND, BODY, and SOUL. The “mind” candies simply bring up a mental environment of a zen garden. It’s a very sweet but horribly cliche zen garden: there are stone paths, a round wood bridge over a burbling brook, meditation bells go “bing” and wind rustles through cherry blossoms. The “body” candies make a woman strong. Really strong. Wonder Woman strong. Let’s lift a car strong. (Sadly, this is what we equate to ‘healthy,’ and unfortunately they taste like cough drops.) The “soul” candies don’t do anything at all… but the placebo effect is undoubtedly very beneficial.

The basket also contains a booklet to all nearby AA groups, and a list of personal ads taken from a local newspaper and match.com that have distilled all available singles into age categories suitable to the request. The latter is the size and weight of a phone book.

Also there is a very sweet card with a puppy on it that says “Happy Valentine’s Day! Love, Joey and his Cupid XOXOXO”]

Feb. 11th, 2015


[info]steadier

[Neil D, Selina K]

[Her attempt to talk to Cris had ultimately been a failure. She didn't know much more about the situation with Louis, and it still had her curious and worried. In fact, she hadn't seen all that much from any of her siblings. She gives it another (fuzzy timeline) day, going to work, coming home, having dinner and playtime with TJ, and finally getting him to sleep before she picks up the book again.]


[Neil D]

Neil?


[Selina K]

I don't suppose you'd want to come over to talk?

[Sigh. Nothing.]

Feb. 6th, 2015


[info]roomsdesires

iris m

Shall we try this again?

Feb. 5th, 2015


[info]steadier

[Bruce W]

[She's made breakfast for TJ and gotten him to school, because everything seems to be (mostly) the same. Everything other than the journal. She goes to work and tries to put it out of her mind until her lunch break, when she reads through the pages of the book as she eats the soup and half a sandwich from the hospital cafeteria.

And even though she hasn't spoken to him in seven years, she remembers the day she left. And so...]

We're fine. We're in Gotham. I would appreciate if no one told Ra's.

[info]steadier

Narrative: Iris M.

Who: Iris (and some other!Selina, thanks to Epi)
What: A time jump, A friend, A baby
Where: Gotham City
When: Recently
Warnings/Rating: No?

Congratulations! It's a boy... )

Feb. 4th, 2015


[info]genome

[Locked to so many]

[Locked to Joey A, Shane A, Iris M, Russ C, Lin A, Daniel W, Cris M, Neil D, Casey D, Jack C, Saint R, Preston R]

Hey, so Lou is sick and has some fucked up magic thing going on that's been causing his insomnia or whatever. He's missing, and we need to get him back, but we don't know where he is. If anyone hears about weird shit in their door, or hears from him, or is willing to go help find him or whatever, holla? He needs to get medical attention. He can do some magic shit that puts ppl to sleep too, so don't let him touch you or whatever if he's acting weird.

If anyone finds him, return him to Neil.

Feb. 1st, 2015


[info]roomsdesires

iris m

Hello, Iris.

Jan. 30th, 2015


[info]head

Quicklog: Ra's and Iris

[It was Rafiq that delivered the message. Iris was in the library, Abida with her, and growing more distressed while writing in her journal. Writing, reading, these things normally did not upset his Colombe, and he knew which journal she must be writing in then.

A furrow etched between his eyebrows as he left his laboratory behind, his own journal closed on the counter, the conversation between he and the Detective silenced. His men could function without him being there, but Iris? There were no shots he was willing to have administered to her, not in her current state. Whatever was distressing her had to be removed and he would have to calm her, as he had done before, and then he could return to his work.

Moving quickly through his home, his steps slowed at the library door and he stepped inside, fully expecting to see her bent over, hands clutching at her sides, misery and fear written into the bow of her spine.] Colombe?

Jan. 22nd, 2015


[info]unsteady

[Bruce W]

[She hasn't spoken to him in a while, and she has news. She knows it's still early, but she feels like she needs to tell someone other than Gray. Someone she can talk to. And she doesn't know who else she would talk to about it. Certainly no one in her family.]

Hello, Bruce.

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