Rooms

[Stephanie B.]
[After this. Suddenly, her phone scrolls through her pictures and stops at the most recent Bandit one. Since it was a few days ago, a green question mark pops up over the cat's cute little mug.]

[Selina K.]

Should someone tell him you've already been kidnapped at the carnival or would that ruin all the fun?

[Evie S.]

You're getting some PTO. Stay in Marvel a few days, alright?

[The handwriting is sharp, ink blotted, but exquisite.]

We have come to a place between heaven and hell. Between the living and the dead. A glorious place with everlasting rebirth, perhaps even salvation. Is there a price to pay for such a residence? As there is with all things?

[Fuzzy timelines, shortly after this.]

[Avengers]

He let me go.

[Locked individually to: Marta F, Jane F, Evie S]

Are you well?

[Text to Ronan X]

I miss having them here.

[Not really news of any inportance. At first. Cans of cat food, salmon and giblets, fancy feast, turkey dinner... hundreds of cans begin to turn up in the alleyways and on the street coners of Gotham. The cans lead in one direction. Nobody thinks much of it until the next day, not until all of the stray alley cats turn up dead from cyanide poisoning. Poor kitties, a whole trail of them, tabbies and a spotted and black bad lucks leading the way to the Gotham fairgrounds.]

Well, boys. It is that time.

[Locked to Bruce W]
Any lectures before I go? Or are we leaving that to Eddie these days?

Who: Eddie N and Zatanna Z
What: Commiserating post Louis-breakout
When: Waaay backdated, to post-Valentine's.
Warnings: Nada. These two play nice.

( Eddie didn’t know the bond of a true family. The only one he had been part of had shattered into pieces )

[Posted anonymously.]

Are there any professional counselors or therapists here?