Who: Larx, Jack and later the rescue committee
What: Jack's hoping to get lucky. The Doc and co. gets to save his sorry butt
When: Nowish?
Where: Gotham streets
Warnings: Unhealthy amounts of flirting, very unhealthy amounts of violence. It's Larx, c'mon.

( Don't let the lightning fry you~ )

Who: Captain Jack Harkness, Shouta Mikoshiba
What: starting out the shenanigans with car-stealing and a movie 8Db
Where: streets of Gotham
When: sometime AFTER the TARDIS!party
Warnings: may cause shortness of breath, sweaty palms, & general twitterpation

It was a fine day in Gotham - well the sun could kinda-sorta be seen through a featureless grey haze blanketing the sky, and the daily mugging count was a bit below par. The warren of alleys and sidestreets, being well-lit, for the most part harbored a minimum of shady business on this particular afternoon. Which was quite fortunate for the man fleeing for his life through an interdimensional portal that just happened to open into a back street. More specifically 4 feet up the brick wall of a building facing a backstreet.

WHOMP! "...Ow."

The man rolled onto his back, face screwed up in pain and disorientation, and tried to take stock of his surroundings through the spots of purple flashing across his vision. Breathable air - check. Gravity within tolerable parameters - very check, but it wasn't winning any brownie points thus far. People / things with deadly intent?... He quickly picked himself off and dusted off his light, military-style jacket, trying to appear nonchalant as he surveyed this new place for threats and / or opportunities.

( Hmm...so far no punching or shooting. All in all, decided improvement. )

What: TARDIS party
Who: Assembled hordes of Delirium's savior squad
Where: Rockin a blue box on a random Gotham street corner
Warning: It's bigger on the inside.

For the first time in far too long, the TARDIS' doors were opened and left open - once she'd been coaxed to show anyone not on the guest list only the inside of a telephone box.

First order of business: getting all the bits of Delirium settled into a room whose entries and exits only she and the Doctor would know.

Second order of business: taking a little time between fights to breathe...and probably angst. During all the double-crossing and finger-pointing, most everyone had said some pretty terrible things after all, one way or another.

IN THIS CORNER: Booster Gold and Talia Al Ghul.
IN THAT CORNER: The Doctor and Shouta Mikishiba.
OVER HERE EYEING THEM ALL WARILY: Nightwing, Robin, Snarkier Nightwing, and Creepier Robin.
BACKSTAGE, 80% FISH: Delirium.
BACK-BACKSTAGE, 100% BETTER THAN YOU: R'as Al Ghul.
THEY'LL BE ALONG, WE THINK: Blue Beetle and Blue Beetle.
What: Saving the universe. Bit of a dogpile. You know how it is.

Where: The secret Al Ghul lair under Cardiff, Wales. There's a Lazarus Pit out back, a cage for delinquent Endless over through that labyrinth and past several dozen ninjas, and a multiversal rift if you go down far enough. But this grand audience chamber is nice enough for the purposes at hand.

When: When you heroes get off your butts and get here. 8|

Warnings: Free tagging. Threadhop as desired. Short tags FINE. Else, TBA.
( Gosh, Green Arrow! I was possessed all along!! )