Rooms

[After this.]

[Call to Sam A]
[Ring!]

[TEXT MESSAGE]

need you need you
hello
now
need you
now
now

["Delivery," James B]

[After this, the original of that cold war photograph everyone keeps talking about is left in his tent. It's reported missing, but there's nothing leading back to who appropriated it, and rumor lays the blame at the door of the murderer. But, there it is, on his makeshift bed, and another burner number is written on the back, phone untraceable, script familiar and undisguised.]

[BatComm]
[Dick, Steph, Tim, Donna, Superboy, Jason.]

[Gravely, even if she's clearly trying to sound conversational:] Everyone say hi to our new computer helper, Donna. She's at my rig, so if you need intel, ask her. Donna? We'll come up with a cool superhero name for you later.

I'm at the location Damian sent me. I have Joker's body. Death by strangulation, no doubt Damian's work. [...] The entrance to the underground tunnel has been opened and since there's fresh prints and disturbed dust, I think it was recent. I think he went down there. [...] Who's here? Who can help out?

[Comm: Clint B, Natasha R]

I can't believe we're the grown ups.

I mean. Just stop and think about that for a minute. Let that sink in.

Natasha will literally run everyone into the ground with glee, Clint will charge everyone for the pleasure, and I'll spend the money on massage chairs for the quinjet I just acquired.

You guys. Some people should be allowed to have power. And some people are us.

The only other person besides the three of us collectively that shouldn't have ultimate power are either one of us on our own - or like....Logan.

Also. Where are we on the massage chairs? Yes? Definitely Yes? Mother Fucking Yes?

Who: Dickie - Phone call to Babs
Where: His house in Gotham City
When: Nowish
What: Being a kid was weird - his kid being a bigger kid was weirder
Warnings: Nah

( Stuuuuuufffffff )

[Phone Call - Babs G]

Ring ring!

[In celebration of the happy news, and after taking af ew days to find the right glass and supplies she needs, a little something is hand crafted for Ronan and delivered in a plain, white box. A little note inside (amidst a flurry of tissue paper) reads only From Elya and in small print Keep this one!]

[Private to Muerte]
[Groggy, hungover, worried about Gotham.]

Hey, I need you to step out of the door. Something's going on over there and I'm no help if I'm a ghost.

[Jason T.]

Bruce is gone. Can you tell me what's going on?

[Selina K.]
[Shouted from the floor of the apartment's office:]

You here?

[Donna C.]
[Later after texting Faol.]

Hey, are you okay?

[Okay, so everyone knows the rule of three when it comes to telling a joke. The third prank? It's kind of a doozy. A few hours before dawn, the old Gotham U Clock Tower is lit up by two giant industrial spotlights below. They reveal that someone has painted green eyes and a big, red smile on the tower. 3, 2, 1 and then the surrounding speakers start to play a laugh track that loops endlessly.

But, the fun doesn't stop there! The clocktower's hands whirl and the Joker's voice plays over the loudspeaker as the laugh track continues:] Ahem, ahem. Attention students of Gotham University. Class is cancelled for the day so that everyone can enjoy extracurricular activities. Find all five bombs on campus by sundown or the whole place will be blown SSSSKKKKKYYYY HIIIIIGGGHHHH. Heheh! Have fun!

[Call to Harry O]

[Early morning, while still hiding in the Morgan Library & Museum, and still aged down (thanks, Gotham!). Flash isn't answering texts, and she can't get Peter to text or pick up, despite trying a bunch of times overnight. She doesn't actually know who is around and who isn't, so she tries Harry next. Ring.]

[Call to Sylvie M]
[Early evening, while sitting in her bus and waiting on the next call. She ain't got a real reason for reaching out, and it sure ain't melancholy or anything even some like that. She's being sisterly, she reckons, clear over in Queens for no good reason. Ring.]

[Delivered to Declan M]
[Perfectly tailored to his measurements, even down to the shoes.]

[After a meeting with her doctor (one of them), needing to talk to him about something...]

Ring.

[Emily]
[After this. He calls from Wayne Manor, where he's currently hiding out with Bruce. Ring, ring!]

[Time fuzz - after this. Shaky print.]

[sam a]

Sam. Why did you ask about Ian?

[cris m]

Did you see what Sam said? She took it down.

[neil d]

did you see what i just something is wrong with

How are you? How is Meredith?

[text to wren h.]

Bonjour, ma petite danseuse.

eta: [locked to mikey c.]

Hi. It's Luke, Wren's husband? I wondered if you had a second.

[ECHOcomm recording to Rhys]
[After seeing this, because she recognizes the name.] Become in contact with me. I am Kara, from the Purple Skag.

[Locked to Jason T]
[The sunstone translator waits for input, and the result is a series of blinking dots on the screen.]

[Call to Harry O]

[While she's waiting by the walkway at the lab. Ring.]

[Phone Call: Donna C.]
[Ring, ring!]

[Call to Ivy, at the loft]
[Fuzzy to before this.]

[Ring.]

[Voice to JARVIS, on her isolated channel]
[During this.]

JARVIS? Robert has some questions about Tony's vitals. I'm going to let you talk to him, but be nice. I know how saucy you can be, handsome.