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May. 8th, 2013



Any cures for grumpy old men?

May. 6th, 2013


[Gabe R.]

[Text message (thankfully sent from her tablet, so the voice transcription kicks in), sent Sunday evening so she hopefully doesn't catch him at work this time. She figures Sunday night is a good, non-work time.]

The place has a plant now. But it's still too white.

May. 3rd, 2013



[Just a text link to her radio station.]

Apr. 25th, 2013


[Max M]

[All separated by fairly decent periods of time. Half hour here, hour there.]

It's very white here.

Non-dancing lamp says I should paint and bring in plants.

And to let someone know if I start to hear voices.

This is ridiculous.

Will I be arrested if I decorate?

He says you're in a decent place. This would've been nice to know first-hand.

How much of a car accident are we talking about this time?

Hope you're okay.

Apr. 24th, 2013


[Gabe R]

[Phonecall using the numbers they'd exchanged at the diner after their lunch.]


Apr. 23rd, 2013


[Laura D, Dylan M]

[At Laura D's townhouse]
[She gives the kid three hours. When she confirms that Daniels isn't out of the townhouse by then, she phones it in. Plainclothes agents arrive a few minutes later. They provide no details, but they move Laura to a safe apartment in town, one where her name appears nowhere on the paperwork. If Laura refuses to go, they have paperwork indicating she has no choice but to leave the premises. They're not a chatty bunch, the plainclothes, but they'll give her time to get anything she needs to, before taking the most roundabout route possible to move her without being followed.]

[Call to Dylan M's hospital room]
[From a secure line, two floors down. Ring.]


[Batfamily +]

Sorry I haven't been on this side of the door, things came up Vegas side. Everyone still alive?

[Damian Wayne]

D, sorry I wasn't around. Bo on the other side left Vegas for almost a damn month. You ok?

[Bruce Wayne]

Hey. How are things?

[Jason Todd]

Hi, Jason.

[Barbara Gordon]

Hey I need some help.


laura d., jack c.

[After this.]

[locked to laura d.]

Hey, Laura. [...] Do you have a minute?

[locked to jack c.]

I got a hold of Max. Well, she called me, but

Apr. 5th, 2013


[Max M]

[Directly following this.]

Was that the dancing lamp? He didn't stay very long.

Apr. 2nd, 2013


[Max M]

[Directly following this - she's still at work.]

The dimmer-switch lamp was just in my the flower shop.

Mar. 23rd, 2013


[Half an hour to find Main's number in the mainframe. The secure mainframe. The comm spits static back at him, the useless white noise of Corvus off channel and Davis - who knows where the hell Davis is. He's got documents on the table, glossy black and white photos laid out like a magazine spread and high definition gone a little blurry through motion. Corvus - despite the fact the guy is a 'wild card' - done good. There's enough here to make it work, push through to the next channel except Gabe doesn't know the next damn channel and he's twitchy enough and he's in enough of the low-buzz pain to make it an annoyance.

Main hasn't programmed her damn self into the comm unit, he goes for the phone. Ring]

Mar. 21st, 2013


[Laura D]

[Locked to Laura D]
A man's coming over, and he might just dance outside the townhouse, or he might knock like a normal human being. Either way, you might not want to come down naked to burn your toast.

Mar. 13th, 2013


[Laura D, Dylan M]

[Locked to Laura D]
Back home, roommate. Enjoy the vacation?

[Locked to Dylan M]
Make it back without cursing anyone?

Mar. 6th, 2013


[Batfam+ and alters just in case]

Everyone's limbs all attached?

Also why is this our lives? I mean seriously. As if they weren't weird enough without this extra.

If you're in town, I'm ordering pizza - Happy Damian? No begging for cheeseburgers and ice cream sundaes. [address]

Feb. 26th, 2013


[Dick G.]

[From "Oracle", because her computers are set that way as a default. Transcribed from voice just because it's easier. Out of nowhere and with no explanation...]

So how did she deal with this when she had to do it?

Feb. 22nd, 2013


Batfam ++

[She's been trying to avoid this, because she knows that Babs actually walking around in Vegas likely means the opposite for her in Gotham, but after this, and after Gotham alerts start pinging the tablet, she goes through.

And finds that all the computers make sense, and no, she can't move the lower half of her body (though the chair is at least sized perfectly for her). As such, she's not in the best mood, and still doesn't feel like letting everyone and their grandma know who she is. There's no connection to her real name, and her voice comes across the comm digitally modified, but easily translating her anger.]

Okay, you people pulled me across, I hope you're happy. What the hell is going on?

Feb. 18th, 2013


[Jack C/Jason T, Dylan M, Laura D/Oracle]

[Locked to Jack C/Jason T]
Which side are you on?

[Locked to Dylan M]
Hey, FBI.

[Locked to Oracle/Laura D]
You're going to handle burning the toast today.


[Batfam (and all their alters) from Dick Grayson]

Is anyone else older than Bruce when they appeared in Vegas? I swear to God I'm going to have to open an IRA if this keeps up.

Also. Can I get a headcount?

[Selina K]

Catch me while I'm not crazy, Miss Whiskers.

Feb. 17th, 2013


wren h., jack c., batfam++, public

[Luke H. After being dragged through the Gotham door, and panicking just a little.]

[locked to wren h.]

[...] Please tell me you're at home with Gus. Maybe it's just me.

[locked to jack c.]

Where are you?

[batfam++ (vegas-side & gothamites)]

And tonight, in the role of your friendly neighborhood Batman... yours truly. I'm not sure what's going on, but let's start simple: all present say 'I'.


I'm in the Batcave. I am. In. The. Batcave. What the hell?

Feb. 16th, 2013


[Batfam et al]


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