Rooms

[Marvel was just the powder keg she expected it to be, but the woman known as Carmine didn't linger in places where the war already was, she went to where a little aggression needed a push to be fully exercised. A local paper tells her all she needs.

As "Red", in bright blood red.]

If someone did that to my sister, I'd make them pay for it.

Phone call to Aubrey R

Ring, ring!

[locked to gwen s]

Big and Green just smashed his way through half of downtown. Where are you?

[locked to selina k]

Hey. [...] So I have some news about Helena.

[Early Sunday morning, something was sighted in the skies over Gotham City. Multiple reports filter in about something in the skies. Some say it's a large bird, some a person with wings, and some citizens report seeing an angel in the skies. There are murmurs from the religious community and others that flush through the city on Sunday morning.

Investigation by the GCPD reveal nothing out of the ordinary, and the event is passed off as an anomaly.]

WHO: Bruce Banner, and eventually Tony Stark
WHERE: Stark Tower
WHEN: The day after the big battle, he was super tired!
WHAT: Bruce emos all over the place, Tony talks to him.
RATING: S for sads, A for angst, reference to attempted suicide and suicidal thoughts
STATUS: narrative turned log

( There was a certain point where no amount of guilt or grief was enough )

[Locked to Clark Kent]

I am angry.

[Locked to the original Avengers]
I know everyone's trying to heal and rest, but what do we do about Loki? He's gone.

[After some consideration, with a sigh, Locked to Bruce W]
I'm [...] sorry if you felt I was attacking you, sir. It wasn't personal and it doesn't mean I'm not more grateful than I can show for all the help you and your people provided.

[ETA: Locked to James R]
Status, soldier?

[Locked to Gwen S]
Ms. Stacy, are you all accounted for?

[Locked to Peggy C]
May I ask you for a favor, Agent?

[batfam lock]

I'll be back in Gotham soon. Did anything happen?

[locked to eddie & steph.]

I've changed my mind about the margaritas. I won't say no. To any alcohol, in fact.

[After discovering the comms no longer link to everyone although watching numerous little dots slow and presumably an end to the fighting]

If Bruce has finished doing whatever it is Bruce does, are you all coming back? Or returning to respective doors first? There are three doctors here, and enough coffee and food to feed an army.

Who: Tony and Pepper
What: Medical attention + probably a lot of yelling.
Where: Stark Tower
When: A couple hours following the battle of Boston

The decorator would have had a fit. The penthouse was a lot of tempered steel and finished sleek surfaces. Lighting was cleverly hidden, in niches and running up along the walls. The fireplace could flare with the flick of a switch but the long couches were pushed to the very back of the wall and the room was wrecked. The lab had been hastily re-ordered with antiseptic-bright light and the workbench sterilized for holding the full array of medical supplies for the doctors who loitered for the first arrivals back from Boston and who had been treating the waifs and strays who'd made it to the first two floors of Stark Tower. The screens in the suite itself now showed silent shots of Boston, of New York as the morning light began to filter through the glass.

A holographic overlay was projected off the back wall; hospital bed numbers, coordination points for National Guard, Red Cross relay points, phone numbers and lists of the missing, of those who had been injured before those lists became public release. The neon blue flickered over Pepper's face, a cup of still-cooling coffee in the curve of finger and thumb as she tapped at the keyboard, the silence weighted, the far-off scream of sirens muted by the thick glass.

( cut for length )

[locked to gwen s.]

Hello, Ms. Stacy. Steve may have told you about me, but I'll introduce myself regardless. Margaret Carter. I'm told you need help to get home.

[Clint was grateful that Loki had escaped post Boston. But now wasn't the time to think of Loki. No. He had a cover to maintain and Natasha had been injured in New York. And now that things were calmed down, it was time to tend to Natasha's wounds.]

[So it was taking a well stocked first aid kit down to Natasha's room so he could check over her wounds and make sure they were healing properly.]