Rooms

Who: Flash & MK
Where: X-Mansion
When: a couple hours after getting MK safely to the mansion
What: making sure she's okay
Warnings: tbh

( To him, Venom was sometimes an addiction, sometimes a crutch, sometimes a friend. )

[During this.]

[Locked to "Unknown"]
Gwen? It's Steve.

[Locked to Peter P]
How're you doing, Peter?

[Locked to Jason T]
Hi, Jason.

[Locked to Flash T]
I just wanted to check in with you, Flash, see how you were doing.

[Locked to Domino]
[After seeing her post.]

Hi, I'm Steve Rogers. You're [...] new here?

[After this.]

[locked to louis d.]

Sam [...] left the hospital. She went home.

[locked to flash t.]

You said you could get MK somewhere safe?

[Call to Peter P]
[Ring!]

[Locked to Flash T]
I saw that thing about MK. [...] Is she okay?

[After this conversation.]

Got anything you feel like telling me?

[Public]

Does anyone know if a Pan Galactic Gargle Blaster exists in some door? I would very much appreciate directions.

[Mikey C]

Leo's gone. [...] Does that mean you're going to leave soon, too?

[Flash T]

[Nothing on the journal, but Donna's crafted a whole bunch of lvl 60 gear for him~]

[Mingmei S]

I'm going to be setting up some investor meetings soon. If they get to the negotiation point, would you be willing to join me?

[Private to the Avengers + Jean G.]
[As Venom.]

Someone at the X-Mansion? [After talking to Cap, he adds Jean to the lock.] Hey, Jean, you around?

[From Hialeah, in Fast and the Furious, after this. Across the street from where MK fell, from behind a burning car and near a dead man burnt to a crisp. Sirens are already sounding louder and louder as they near, and helicopters are whirring overhead. The writing is smudged, messy, barely legible, but MK needs help help help help-]

[Public]
help mk needs help

[Unknown/Flash]
[He keeps trying to lock it to Gwen S. but the journal changes the name every time. Eventually he just goes with it. Fuck.]

You wanna give me a list of ppl I should tell about you or what?

I know this is a long shot, but is anyone here looking for any help? I've my accounting degree, but I'm willing to do just about anything.

Thanks.

[Public: Minus Graham and Penny Ross, Cris Martín-Argüelles and Shane Alexander. Some back and forth, but ultimately Clem left on.]

[It's not pen and paper. The page in the journal (which has become, helpfully, thicker and more like sugar paper than notebook paper) is layered over with paint, slowly. Acrylic, slow so as not to soak through and blur the lines. It's careful but not-careful. Blocks of color, primary and secondary, and it tilts from the perspective of being very small on the bottom of a street. Vegas, this time - through a door, where the Strip still exists and the lights spark. It's more like street art pinned down on paper than fine-work, untutored and messy. Pay-day has hit, and there's enough of his own money for paint and brushes.]

[Voice to text, all from Hels. During this.]

[Flash T]

Hey there cowboy.

[Peter P]

Are you the same Peter with the spiderbots?

[Tony S]

I know you have her, where is she?

[Hours after this, still in the Passages hallway.]

[locked to sam a.]

Hey, what are you up to?

[locked to mary jane w.]

Sorry missed your post, how're you doing?

[locked to cris m.]

Any word on DNA yet?

[locked to ekaterina d.]

Feeling better?

[locked to flash t.]

How ya doing?

[After returning.]

[Call: Peggy C]
[Ring!]

[Locked to Tony S]
Make it home in single-digit pieces?

[Locked to Avengers+: Tony S, Bruce B, Thor, Natasha R, Clint B, James B, Peggy C, Sharon C, Teddy A, Billy K, Wanda M, Flash T, Peter P]
Can I get an update from everyone? Locations, statuses, etc.

Does anyone know what happened to the HYDRA agents taken captive?

And can I get a briefing on the Stark Tower attack?

[Locked to Selina K]
Ma'am.

[Locked to Jason T]
How're you doing, son?

[Locked to Matt M]
Come upon anything new recently? Any new websites worth sharing?

[Locked to Bruce W]
Thank you for all your help.

[Locked to Bruce B]
Doctor.

[Locked to Pepper P]
Hi, Pepper.

[Locked to James B]
Hey, B James.

[Avengers]
[After this.]

Carnage has been taken care of. It went to Parker's house to try and eat him and we destroyed it with the help of an energy bomb Gwen had built. There's a chance part of it survived, but I don't see it being very likely.

[Tony S.]

Mr. Stark? How are you feeling?

[Public]
[Because this is important:]

Anyone play Final Fantasy XIV?

[Locked to Peter P]
Want to come see a movie with me tonight, tiger?

[Locked to Flash T]
Are you like, friends with Jason?

[Locked to Harry O]
Hey, slugger. How's it going?

[Locked to MK R]
How're you doing?

[She's been gone since Gwen's death, but since her return, the apartment has filled up with muffins. So many muffins.

The baker of said muffins is no where to be found, however, though Gwen's room shows signs of someone having spent the night in there.]

Who: Carnage, Peter Parker, Flash Thompson
What: "Gwen Stacy" goes back to Aunt May's house to recuperate.
Where: Aunt May's house
When: After the fight on the Turnpike.
Warnings/Rating: Creepiness.

( It is Gwen Stacy. )

[Some crackling. JARVIS has to do a lot of work to try to bridge the various comm lines, and he's been cut off from most of the places he's used to being (example a: Tony's suit). He manages to join the Avengers comms, those from other doors on the line, and localized aid in Stark Tower, just in time for some real chaos. Peggy coughs into the line through smoke and dust: an inauspicious beginning.

Smoke and debris is now billowing out from the center levels of Stark Tower after the explosion in one of the main labs. On the ground, HYDRA agents not bright enough to make themselves scarce in the chaos have all either retreated into small pockets of resistance, or are quickly being taken into custody by arriving National Guard.]

Sound off, please. Bloody hell. Is the building coming down?

[Flash T]

I'm sorry to bother you boo, but your debrief paperwork is literally four lines long, three of which are redacted, and that can't be all of it. Can you tell me who actually talked to you so I can follow a real paper trail around here? Preferably the smelly one.

[Clint B]

It's my second day back and I'm down two peanut butter and jelly sandwiches. I know it isn't you, did you have an apprentice I need to put in a chokehold?

[Steve R]

I'm back on the clock. I'll let you know what I find out.