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I saw a little girly with a pink balloon tonight. She cried so beautifully when I popped it.

Something just doesn't feel right

Has anyone else noticed something...off...about Natasha? Every so often she just up and vanishes without a word.

added after Clint digs through Natasha's laptop

ETAFiltered to all sans Damon: Natasha's not to leave the warehouse at all until that fucking bastard Damon is dead or locked up.

You okay? You seemed on edge last night then you just left without a word...

So, October brought villains from scary movies...

Does that mean November will bring mutated turkeys out for Thanksgiving revenge?

What..Where...Gods almighty, if I find out who has done this...Whatever God has seen fit to kidnap bring me here, I beg you to return me to Camp Jupiter, for under my rule Praetorship, it shall be more loyal, and offer richer sacrifice than ever it has before. It shall rise above all as a beacon of humility and loyalty! And I am so very close to achieving that goal.

That wasn't so bad. This place gets more and more interesting all the time.

[Bruce Banner & Clint]
Thank you. That panic room was perfect. Same time next month? :P

Anyone who is able and willing to patrol, we need all of you out there. These people dressed up as Halloween villains are dangerous. This isn't a Halloween party that just let out, people have been hurt and the police isn't being able to handle the increased volume in calls.

They seem to be concentrating in the metropolitan area, all the way from Campus, to Suicide Slams, to Uptown Metropolis. We need to cover as much ground as possible.

For those of you who can't fight, please stay inside Watchtower or another safe location. Lock doors and windows and keep an eye on the boards for updates. Watchtower security is as high as it can be right now, that means that any non-resident will have to be escorted in all the way to the elevator or they will not be able to make it into the building.

I'd also like to ask all of you who have work or school tomorrow not to go, I will provide a doctor's note if necessary.

ETA: Two things:
1) I have communicators for those of you who want to patrol so we can remain in contact.
2) If anyone sees a very large dog, about 8 to 10 feet tall, he's on our side. Don't attack it, or he might attack back. Let me know if you feel like it's a problem and I'll contact the owner.

ETA 2: If any of you get hurt, we have a doctor in the building that can help. She'll be on the 21st floor.

...there's another full moon coming up and now I've got to watch my back even more with this new guy, Jason around. I hate that I'm asking...but I need help this time. I've two days proper to plan. If I can't see it or get anywhere that I could see it, I'll be fine. And nowhere with any water anywhere. Open to ideas, mates. I'm all ears...

Hey, you okay? You looked a little pale the other day...

Who the hell gave it permission to drop thirty degrees in twelve hours?

God damn Robin Hood is here!!

It took me a while to figure this out, though I'm led to understand this is how people stay in contact here.

My name is Robin of Locksley, and I only recently arrived.

[Filters added in later]

Toto, I think we're in Kansas again.

Get it? Because of Kansas and the Wizard of Oz. Which I've seen over seventy-five times. Seriously. I made myself a certificate. Seventy-five viewings is kind of a momentus occasion. But yeah, I'm not Dorothy. I'm Jess and I'm in Kansas, even though I fell asleep in L.A.

Like, at first I thought it was kind of cool. Time travel or inter-demensional travel, whatever this is. And then I was worried that I'd died and gone to Kansas heaven, but people tell me that this is normal for this place. So I've kind of given up hope of seeing my grandparents around. Which is kind of a bummer, but I'm glad I'm not dead.

I actually have no idea what I'm doing. I'm Jess.

I already said that.

I'm the new girl.

[Filtered to the guy with the beard who asked for Natasha's number]

Keep your hands off of Natasha.

I feel like I got hit by a truck...

[Added filter to Natasha]
Please have a new phone or computer to read this

Can we talk?

Please Tasha?

she can't
she looks
i didn't want her to
this is my fault

[ooc: Clint will be whatever room Natasha is taken to and will refuse to move, eat and drink and will be sitting in a chair clutching a bottle of Jewel of Russia Classic vodka and just be staring at Natasha in shock/catatonicly]

lst nigt wsa fun

This place is boring.

And damn it Nat, just because I want to go out for a walk doesn't mean I'm leaving

[Clint]
How are you?

So...hypothetically...is there, like, a bomb shelter or panic room around here somewhere?

[ooc: added a few minutes later]

[Clint]
Are you any good at keeping secrets...? Do you know of any place like those? I trust you more than

[ooc: added after talking to Clint]

[Bruce Banner]
I'm being directed to you privately. You know of any places like those around here?