Rooms

[Clementine M]

Hi, honey. I'm back.

[Cris M]

I'm back. Is Sam okay?

[She's downstairs on Cris' couch when she gets the hotel's idea of a Halloween trick. It's a photograph, one of an old man she doesn't recognize. She takes a picture of the picture, and she posts it to the journals, with some writing beneath it.]

Does anyone know who this viejo is? I got his pic today, and I got no idea-

[The writing cuts off messy. Seconds later, the photo is abandoned on Cris' couch, and Sam (young Sam) is nowhere to be found.]

( Oh.So.Public. LOST DOG - Image Heavy )

I also got some ring delivered. If it's yours describe it. But mostly. The dog. Please.

[To Pepper, Faol, Penny, Bruce, Selina, and Bucky. Separately, of course.]

( No card. )

[Locked to Penny R]

Hey. I know we don't know each other good, but I was thinking you might want to talk or something.

[On a much needed break from Gotham's chaos, and she figures it's been long enough. Tony's name is included on the lock, and maybe that's a tiny little tell, her hope slipping through and making itself uncomfortably obvious.]

[Group: Tony S, Pepper P, James B, Faol R, Robert B, Penny R]
Well?

[Locked to Helena W Hels]
Did Eddie Were you in Gotham?

[Clementine M]

What did you say to Cris, Clementine?

[Before the Tony party]

[Locked: Louis D]

Hey, Louis.

[Cris M]

How did it happen? You're not bleeding out your eyes or anything?

[Once the plans had been made, the cars came. Each was unobtrusive, sleek and gleaming and the interior smelled like upholstery shampoo and money. The ride to the facility was two hours from the center of Manhattan: long enough to be out of the way of tabloid journalists and scandal, beyond the Hudson and the decimation of the laboratory that lay beneath the iron-grey water. From the outside, the building looked like a home. Modern by design but unobtrusive in a landscape mostly scattered.

The door refused to open other than to an iris-scan, the familiar holographic blue of Stark technology and it would admit only one at a time.

Upon entry to the building, it became rapidly apparent that this was not a home. To the right, what had once been the living room had been stripped out and replaced with a bed: the kind found in discreet and eye-wateringly expensive clinics in Switzerland. Tech surrounded the bed: screens that monitored for signs of life, the majority of which were quietly humming with no apparent significance. A drip hung above the bed, and a ventilator stood by.

The presence of medical staff - the kind who ran the equipment and attended to the man in the bed - was undeniably obtrusive. White coats, and they were within the place. Not by the bedside currently, but Pepper was. There was no press-release to explain absence, but the press were now used to Tony disappearing frequently for unexplained periods and Pepper could run whatever was required from whatever location was required. It was easier than she had thought it would be.

She wasn't business-meeting appropriate now. She was black on black and she sat in the sort of low chair drawn up to hospital bedsides all over the world, except this looked as if enough money had been spent to make it comfortable.]

[Clementine M]

Active duty looks better and better every day.

[After this, the post is deleted.] [Locked separately to Louis D, Daniel W, Penny R, Trystan C, Cerise S, Marta F, Seven M, Joseph W, Peggy C, Luke H, & Clem M (all including Sam A)]
Who are you?

[In-person: Sam A/Cris M]
[From their booth, he just taps his iPad with two fingers.] Done.

[She ain't heard 'bout Stone getting any eyeballs delivered, and she ain't got a clue folks have been putting things together 'bout burnings and body parts coming, so Clementine, she doesn't make the connection between the burnings and the tongue. Far as she knows, they ain't heard a peep from their serial since last month. This post comes on the heels of 20 hours of questioning, looking through photo lineups, and canvasing. See, Hell's Kitchen PD, they reckon there's a live girl out there being tortured, and finding her's first priority. News runs stories, and folks come out with flashlights to scour alleys and corners, shops and flophouses, all looking for a missing girl. No composite, nothing much to go on, and DNA hit still pending, and there's a whole lot of nothing after a long damn day, a few hours for resting before it all starts up again come morning. And Clementine, she misses her folks fierce right 'bout then.]

[Locked to Penny R]
Know what I miss most bout home?

[Pepper P]

Hi there, Ms. Potts.

[Clementine M]

I called out from work with a family emergency, I figure in a week or so I'll kill off a relative and buy a little more time to try and help you friends if I can.

But more importantly....

I feel like we are at the point in our relationship where I can tell you that I've been wondering and thinking that you might be having some feelings. All kinds of feelings, probably some shit ones as of late. Me too.

So. I, Dr. Penny Ross, have devised an alternative solution.

Please welcome....

From the woman who made eating your feelings fun again....

Penny's Fried Peach Pies

[Cris M]

Hey.

Who: Clem, Penny, Pepper, Bucky (+ not!dead Tony Stark)
What: Checking Tony's non-vital vitals
Where: Graham & Shane's old place
When: Recentish
Warnings/Rating: Don't think so

( Clementine, she wasn't sure of any damn thing. )

[Clementine M]

Heard from Cris. He's out of the door. Haven't heard about the state of anything. He'll call me tomorrow.

How are you, honey?

[While waiting for Meredith to be admitted in Ocean's Eleven.]

[Text to Penny R]
Back. Keep kiddo for a night? Lemme get my head on right [...] And shower

[Locked: Cris M]

Hi, honey. You okay?

[Louis D]

Hey there.

[Clementine M]

How are you with plants?

[During this.]

[Text: Penny R]
Need u to watch t and rodin. Sitter has spare key. Indefinite cover @ work pleas

ETA: [Locked to Lou D & Neil D]
[Just after this, after he tries calling back at least half a dozen times.]

sam s in the door we have to find it NOW uim here looking

[Desperation lock to Sam A]
mami?????

[Time fuzz, to just before the Liam thing.]

[Locked to Penny R]
I tell you I got Sam's dog for a while? Rodin. You're gonna hafta show me round the dog park, huh?

[Locked to MK R]
Hey, how you doing over there?

[Locked to Batman]
Any word on the kid?