Doors

Fuck it.

I'm throwing a party. I don't see the point in being a fucking stupid billionaire if I can't throw a party sometimes. What the hell, right? Seriously. We all need a break. Everybody can just chill and there can be some good music. Pretty basic concept but I've noticed that people seem mildly keyed up since monsters fucked up half the town and we all got dragged into a hide and go seek in the dark game with fucking nutbar crazy people.

So yeah. Party somewhere. Place yet to be decided. Give me some input. My apartment isn't big enough.

Hello Las Vegas. How about that heat? Sheesh.

[As Captain America.]

[Locked to Bruce B]
Feeling better this week, Dr. Banner?

[Locked to Batgirl]
I didn't get your name, but I wanted to make sure you made it out of that hotel in one piece, and to assure you I'm working on finding out about our friend in red.

[Public]
I'm looking for a man that was in the pool area of the hotel on the night we were all trapped inside. He could see in the dark.

[Private to Iris]

Heeeeeeey. So Vegas. I'm...in it.

[Locked to Natasha R]

We should talk.

When you have the time.

-B

[Locked to Loki]

It seems we're not quite on the same page, you and me.

[At 3:30 am on Friday night, right after her confrontation with Callum]

[Phone Call: Scott C]

Ring!

[call to alexander p.]

[After waiting another day or so without a response, he is about to call the search dogs out on his brother when the hospital calls to inform the 'next of kin' that an Alexander Pierce was admitted into the hospital. Stable, of course, but with a couple of injuries. He couldn't dial the phone fast enough. Ring.]