Repose

[Stephanie M.]

Miss me?

[Public]

Summer tournaments at the arcade are back on. Street Fighter, DBZ and more. Everyone is welcome, which is to say, if I catch anyone harassing people I'll personally have my security kick you out. In other news, who wants to be handsomely paid to be a mean looking guard for the night?

[Steph]
I'm sorry I left.

[Julia]
Around?

[Locked to Batfam+: Stephanie M, Cat C, Dick G, Leena B, Tim D, Misha B, Sadie M]
I am heading home the first of July. If you require air transportation, say so here.

[Locked to Louis D]
I will be able to work Monday, the second, if this amenable.

[Locked to Daniel W]
Daniel, hello.

[Locked to Tim D]
I would like to speak with you, Dawson.

[FLEET: Misha B]
Habibi, I have notified Louis of my return. We will need to figure out how to move between the Capital and Repose, now that you cannot apport. Perhaps it is time I teach you how to drive.

Who: Leena, Cat/Kyle, and Stephanie
What: Payday delivery
Where: Wainright Manor
When: Before Sadie shows up
Warnings/Rating: Mild, probably.

( Frankenstein's monster )

[Three or four days after arriving at the 'retreat.']

[Locked to Batfam+: Cat C, Stephanie M, Leena B, Tim D, Misha B, Sadie M]
I have arrived at the treatment facility. If you have questions, you might ask me them and I will seek to answer. If you require anything, tell me.

[Locked to Louis D]
Hello.

[Locked to Stephanie M]
What have I missed?

[Locked to Damian W]
Do you have access to this, little one?

[Locked to Leena B]
Kitten?

[text to tim d.]

Where did you go?

ETA: [locked to misha b.]

[She hopes he gets this:] I'll be either in the waiting room or somewhere around town. Damian doesn't want to see me for whatever reason today, but I'm not leaving town to chase down Timmy. You can tell him I said that.

[locked to leena b.]

How are you feeling? I'm sorry I didn't respond to the earlier post. We're in Jersey now. Do you want some company? Timmy says I'm supposed to bring you a boatload of Paydays, and I can totally deliver on that.

[FLEET: Misha B/Damian W]
[It takes him a long time to type the message.] habibi ?

ETA: [Locked to Leena B]
hello

[Locked to Tim D, Stephanie M, separately]
i know you are here bu t you cannot come in

[The group got ready to disembark from Repose to Jersey in their respective ways while heat continued to rise in Capital and the sleepy suburb. Each of them were battling their own emotions, their own demons, and each of them could use the escape and focus of other drama. So, they would all go to Jersey, and they would all play savior in their own way, and then they could ignore what was happening in front of them for a little while longer. (Or, at least, that was what a certain blonde shadow was hoping.) The tarmac right outside of the Capital was smaller than the one they would land in. No large terminals or Dunkin Donuts to tide over sleepiness during red eyes. Just a runway and a large private jet waiting for the four en route to Jersey to arrive. As each came to the plane, they boarded and waited inside for the jet to disembark to whatever sweet hell was awaiting them at home.]

[Locked to Ren S]
Hey, man.

[Locked to Destiny S]
Did you go to the gala?

ETA: [Locked to Stephanie M]
Hey, I heard Eddie's ...in treatment?

[locked to batfam+]

[Currently blissfully unaware of what's going on with Damian and Jersey.]

FYI Eddie's gone. Left town for the unforeseeable future. He's gonna go get his head on straight, but needs to be away from here to do it.

ETA: [locked to misha b.]

Is Damian okay or is he lying to me?

[Time fuzz. After this and during/after this.]

[FLEET: Misha B]
Mishael.

[After calling, texting, foruming, touching his pendant, praying, and everything else, and getting no response from Misha.]
[Locked to Batfam+, sans Leena B]
I am in Jersey with Leena. She is recovering.

[Locked to Janus A]
I require you immediately. Please.

[Locked to Claire J]
I cannot find Misha.

[Locked to Louis D]
Can you find people?

Do I attach a solar powered fan and misting spray bottle to the handles of my bike? Or do I cave, contribute to auto pollution of the inner city, and cry with guilty guilty shame in the AC with the tinted windows up? I'm honestly torn, but that could be the heat stroke talking.

[As 'Shade'.]

Glad to see that heat!crazy isn't geographically married to one place. Summer makes everyone's brains melt everywhere.

Who: Anyone who wants to attend!
What: An outdoor gala
Where: In the woods, near the Ranger Station.
When: Nowish
Warnings/Rating: Varied! Anyone can start threads within this post. Feel free to hit any starters that are hanging out there. Dibs items you intend to hit. Also, arranging threads with other characters is all good! Just put both character names in the subject line to ensure no one dibs the starter. Participation in multiple threads in here is fine; just assume character threads are staggered throughout the evening.

( The lights were strung from tree to tree. )

[Muerte]

I'm sorry.

[Stephanie M.]

Cat's out of the state, so we need to just get this over with before I do something really stupid. Are you good to fight?

[Melody B.]

Are you somewhere safe?

[Jack P.]

What did you have for dinner tonight, my friend?

[Locked to "Muerte"]
Hey. Cat said she yelled at you or something and something was going on with you being addicted to Eddie?

[Locked to Stephanie M]
Hey, man.

[Locked to Eddie N]
Cat had to unexpectedly leave town because Helena got attacked by a growling thing in New Jersey. Jsyk.

[Locked to Leena B]
Call me when you are available.

[Locked to Eddie N, and separately, Stephanie M]
What is this you are doing?

[locked to cat c.]

[While she's on her MOTORCYCLE (EDDIE). Typed by transcribing.] What's this Eddie's saying about dying?!

[Fam]

[She writes it, timed to post when normal people are asleep]

so good news bad news, i got into this art program out of state where they don't need like a ged to let you in or whatever and i found out the girl i was with at the place from before is dead, so. it's kind of like the universe doing its thing. i'm bailing, i guess and i don't want the super awkward stuff so you can write me [email address] but not here. i figured one last town thing was kind of the goodbye party. i love you and i'll visit maybe when i'm on a break and not super poor.

[Minis]

[Not a forum post. She sends the latest thing learned in a tin to the last address she has, and the note is on sketchpad-paper, folded in half on top of the cake, with an email address for contact.]

i hate goodbyes so it's not a goodbye? thank you for the lessons, i'm way better at not burning stuff to shit now. not-goodbye, H]

[Martins]

[They get a proper card, sent through the mail like a normal human. In it, there's a longer snippet from the course that she's going on, a program of classes and she's scrawled on it 'thank you for believing i could do it'. Inside, it's a giant, hand-illuminated 'thank you' and not a lot else, apart from email address.]

[Clary House: past and present]

so hey, thanks for being awesome people to live with. i'm kind of leaving town, which i figured i should probably say but Destiny, i paid rent through April and you shouldn't have any problem with getting someone cool to live here, it's a really nice place.

[And after all the above, forum posts bounce-back.]