Doors

immediately after her date with Charming
[Phone Call to Ain's Studio]

Ring Ring

OktoberFrightFest at Fremont Street Experience. Anyone going?

[text to ryan m.]

Still can't believe someone that gorgeous is with an old man like you.

[locked to bianca s.]

I'm out. Staying out. For now.

[Locked to Rose R]
I have a key. Are you ready for a visitor?

[Locked to Harry P]
Do you have your invisibility cloak, and can I borrow it? Yes, I will give it back.

[Locked to Snow W.]
I'm going in today. Do you have any last suggestions?

[A note, which just happens to be taped to the top page of the folder Bruce opens in his afternoon board meeting. How it got there is anyone's guess, but the handwriting is certainly familiar, and the ink is still wet. Plus, the contents indicate it hasn't been there very long, since she wouldn't have risked it ending up in anyone else's hands.]

The kitten is in town, in case you didn't know. I ran into her at the airport with the tiniest Wayne, where she was waiting to pick up some very well guarded experimental medicine. Told you this one wasn't afraid to put her paw on a hot stove. - C

[Evie S.]
I'm back through the door, but something happened. We're hurt but it's just the left arm and should be alright. Though I should see a doctor. I'm going to talk to Anton and hope he knows someone.


[Anton S.]
Hypothetically, what's the probability of you knowing a doctor that isn't going to ask too many questions about a half-treated injury?


[Snow W.]
[Posted Anonymously.] Red may or may not be through the door for a while. I know she speaks to you from time to time, so I didn't want you to be worried if you don't hear from her for a bit.


[Huntsman]
[Also anonymously.] Thank you for helping her.

[Locked to Zee C]
Back in town. Quit your fussing.

[Hunter W]
Need a favor. Well, from Dorian, but I don't trust him real well.

Does someone want to let me out of this closet before I claw through the door with my own nails?

[First, he begins playing tic tac toe. It's unclear if he's playing against anyone, but the pen marks seem to be all in the same hand. Then he draws a hangman, but scribbles it out, changing his mind on that one. Then:]

Okay, bitches, let's play a game. Fuck, Marry, Kill. Celebrity version. Keep in mind I'm condescending to play the original version of the game even though I don't believe in marriage, so you better give me some good choices. Go interesting or go home.

[Though word travels slowly in Westeros, it is only a matter of days before most in the Seven Kingdoms know of Renly Baratheon's peaceful seizure of King's Landing and his ascension to the Iron Throne with his queen, Margaery of House Tyrell at his side. Ravens fly as far north as the Wall with the news. Already the smallfolk refer to it as Renly's Revenge, the Rose's Thorn, and the Silent Siege. With Stannis and the Lannisters nowhere to be found, Renly is accepted as Robert's rightful heir. There are whisperings that his sights are now set on the North. Wolves, beware.]

Comic books have to be about the hardest fucking things to read. I swear to god if I read another plot hole that boils down to space magic I'm going to burn that nerd store to the ground.

after her conversation with Olive

[Text: Justine S/Benji S]

Lunch tomorrow? Ain's gone :(

[Locked: Justine S/Silver The Lovely]

Do you know an Olive? She said she was a servant, but I'm not sure for who. I guess Ain? Since she took over the studio. But I mentioned just your first name and she asked for your last name and I didn't give it.

[Text: Justine S/Mike G]

I'm picking up ice cream on my way home. Want some?