Rooms

I think I should count myself lucky I was left out of whatever happened, after reading some of these posts.

[Locked to Bruce B & Helen M (but separately)]
[A link to the chromosomal map provided by Ra's] Check out what I've got.

[Ra's]
Were you involved in what they're all talking about?

[Locked to the X Mansion]
Has anyone had any luck finding whoever was taking people?

[Locked to Claire B]

[An online file locker with a single file within. A picture of her chromosomal map.]

[mutant mansion]

[After his long silence and weeks of avoiding people as much as he can, it seems as if this is a step that must be taken eventually. So, in the early hours of the morning:]

I don't know what sort of abilities people have in this house, but I saw a man who I think is behind the kidnapping and torture of people like us. He wasn't in the building when I left, and all signs point to him still being out there. He needs to be caught. I want to know what capability we have to track him down.

[max m]

Hey.

[eta: anonymous]

[Posted anonymously.]

I'm looking for a girl who was afraid of being a ghost.

[After this.]

I've got a fresh ciggie and a bottle of brandy, and I think I'm taking a night in with my new book. I'm not a man who likes reality television or reads the Sun, but you people are better than Brecht.

[Bruce B]
So I didn't hear from you. Is she okay?

[Public]

Good to know in any world, Gotham never changes.

[Locked to Claire B]

Is the door still being guarded?

[It didn't take too long for Claire to find the Sanctuary door, thanks to the description Helen had given her. She was a little nervous, sure, but she wasn't afraid. She never got afraid any more - what did she really have to fear, after all? So here she was, dressed in jeans and a dark green tank with a gray hoodie over it, stepping through the door from the hotel into the world of Helen's Sanctuary. As she emerged in a large foyer, she blinked, then looked around for a long moment.]

Hello?

[Public]
Is it usually so quiet on this thing?


Added after this [Ra's al Ghul]
How is that removing a threat?


[Locked to "Ms Kyle's Doctor friend" (Bruce B)]
Are you able to cure what he did to her?

[Claire B., now Rachel S.]

[From a Hotel Lobby phone, to the number she gave him at the X-Mansion. At a reasonable hour, even business hour, at about 2 pm. Ring.]

[Steve R.]

[Preston calls Stark Tower and asks for Steve R. It's the most direct way. Fuzzy timeline, let's say before his call to Claire?]

[As Ra's al Ghul.]

Hello, Detective.

Well I can say this is slightly one of the more stranger things to happen to me lately.

[Anonymous, Public. He takes care to hide his handwriting.]

Has anyone got the telepathic trick of keeping other people's thoughts out and you in?

[Saint, as Preston R. After a couple different drafts.]

Sorry.

If you're public about what you can do, you won't be safe.

[Pretend this was up last night. Sleep happened first lol]

[Kurt was glad that the mansion had been found. Not only that but he was glad that it was being used for its intended purpose. A safe place for those with mutations/abilities/whatever it was you wanted to call it. He knew how fearful people could be, how they would never understand things they couldn't see and such. So once it was decided it was okay for them to come over, Kurt went to Claire, a smile on his blue face.]

Are you ready fraulein? [Teleporting would get them there faster even if his range was limited. It would save them on cab fare and from anyone trying to track them. Recent events in his life had made him a bit paranoid after all.]

[Public]

I do love a good mystery from time to time, but this is strange even for my particular wheelhouse. Hello, I am Dr. Helen Magnus, and I am quite new to this situation.

[locked to gwen s.]

Hello, Ms. Stacy. I wanted to follow up and see how you're doing.

[locked to harry o.]

Progress?

[locked to peter p.]

How goes it, Spidey? Still alive?

[public.]

It just warms my heart to see how much progress has been made since the aliens were defeated. Being able to contribute to the effort through Oscorp's resources and my own was truly a privilege. And now if you'll excuse me, I think I'm going to be sick.

What the heck was that?!

So. Those of us who aren't here of our own decision... where was home for y'all before you ended up in these crazy ass doors?

Okay....last I checked, I wasn't in New York. And I wasn't in a New York where everyone's insane and is claiming that aliens just attacked the city. Hiro? Peter?