Communications

[ Text to Maria Hill ]

>> Sorry about last night.
>> It's not like they're new dreams.
>> But I'm not getting over it like I should.

[ Text to Arthur Smith ]

>> Hey, you free for dinner?
>> I need an ear.

>> Found her.
>> Sunrise Hospital and Medical Center.
>> Don't know more than that. Shoot me a message when you're there.

[Tony Stark]
>> Are you okay injured?

[Garrus Vakarian]
>> Tell your wife thanks for the help.
>> And you. But mostly your wife.

[John Blake]
>> Please tell me you're alive.

There blasts of energy and screams audible in the background, but at a distance.

"Maria?"

>> I need two favors.
>> Can I borrow a suit and will you be my best man?

>> Pack a bag.
>> You're coming with me to Vegas.

Dr. Banner,

You don't know me, but my name is John Blake. I made a crack about the incident at the wedding, and it was in bad taste. You might think it kind of weird I'm apologizing for something you didn't see, but I was raised by nuns and priests that would kick my ass if I didn't. I was out of line, and I'm honestly really sorry for it.

Take it easy. I hope everything gets better for you soon.

John Blake.

Text to Arthur Smith

>> You okay?
>> Do I need to get the couch pulled back out or
>> Everything go all right?

>> Hey.
>> Happy Birthday.

>> I know I'm going to see you in ten minutes tops
>> But goddamn I love you

>> I'm sorry it's short notice but I need to go out tonight.
>> There's a missing girl. We haven't come up with leads.
>> Don't worry. I'm ready.

>> Come home earlish tonight.
>> I have a surprise.

>> Let's go to dinner.
>> Out.

A fancy invitation is sent out to everyone who is registered on the network and left at their front door. It is a red box with gold ribbon containing a little champagne bottle, bubbles, confetti, a Iron Man & Pepper figurine and the following invitation to a certain wedding:

[OOC: Feel free to use this post to RSVP!]

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[Text to Bruce Wayne]

>> Doing okay.
>> Give me a week or two. Lost a lot of weight.
>> Glad to see you're out there again.

[Text to Arthur Smith]

>> You doing better?
>> Scared the shit out of me. Just checking on you.

[Text to Maria Hill]

>> I think I need to eat meat.
>> All of the meat.
>> Probably a cow or something.

[Text to Bruce Wayne]

>> Not dead.
>> Sick, but not dead.
>> You come down with this shit? I've been out of it.

[Text to Arthur Smith]

>> Hey.
>> I need a favor.

[Text to Maria Hill]

>> I'm not going out tonight.
>> Feel like shit.

>> You're cheating.
>> That's not fair.

>> Help.

>> Two things.

>> I'm sorry to bother you, Agent Coulson. This is John Blake.
>> Maria's in a bad way, and I'm not sure how to get her to go to a hospital. And she needs to badly.

[Text to Arthur Smith]

>> How're the ribs?

[Text to Maria Hill]

>> Doing a patrol tonight.
>> Are you okay?
>> I'll be home a little early though. Please talk to me.

[Text to Arthur Smith]

>> What are you doing for Thanksgiving?

[Text to Maria Hill]

>> I bought another pie.
>> Don't judge.

[Secure Text to Bruce Wayne]

>> Bruce, there's an emergency.
>> We need you badly. If you can't, I understand and won't hold it against you, but trust me. It's all hands on deck. Anyone you've got, even if you can't.

[Secure Text to Arthur Smith]

>> Get your girl and get the hell out of here.
>> Head to San Diego, but stay out of the city or really populated places.
>> Just trust me.

>> Put on the suit, meet me at [address] in forty-five minutes.

[Text to Bruce Wayne]

>> I'm sorry to bother you during the trial.
>> Does the name Bane mean anything to you?

[Text to Maria Hill]

>> I'm sorry about last night.
>> Well, semi-sorry.

[Text to Arthur Smith]

>> Need your help with something.
>> When you have time.

Been sitting on this for a while because I'm in no shape at all yet to do anything about it but...

I'm Nightwing. In the dreams. I used to be Robin and worked with Batman.

I've talked to Batman about this stuff a little and uh...

It's a long shot but I want to help. Could you...Would you mind meeting to talk?

>> need help
>> meet at my apartment
>> [address]

>> I'm assuming I don't need to tell you that I didn't cripple anyone.
>> The broken bones were valid.

[Secure text to Coulson]

>> I need backup at Stark Tower. Stat.

[Secure text to John]

>> If you do not have a tall, stiff drink waiting for me when I get home, I'm going to be very upset.

[To Agent Coulson]
>> You are way too happy on a Monday.
>> What happened?

[To John]
>> Apparently we need to pick a favorite color for this lingerie party thing.
>> Thoughts?

[Encrypted email to Director Bristow]

Ma'am–

Not a lot of progress on the Kerrigan case. I think I may go talk to Raynor in person, with your permission.

I'm also concerned about Stark's Halloween/birthday bash. There's going to be a lot of people there, including (I believe) Dr. Banner. It might be a good idea to have an agent or two in place in case something goes wrong.

– Agent Hill

>> I just heard the news today about the arrests.
>> Work's been busy, so I haven't had a chance to catch up for awhile.
>> It's not the sort of thing you congratulate someone on, but I'm glad for your sake anyway.
>> It's a measure of peace.

>> This is going to sound weird.
>> But I need a sounding board for some stuff I'm dealing with. Kind of hate to admit it, but no one else would probably get it.

>> Rough night.
>> Need somewhere to recover.
>> Might have a concussion.

>> Could use your help tonight.
>> Bring ties.

[Sent during the big birthday bash]
>> Hawke, I'm Phones aren't working right! I can't say over text!
>> Merrill needs to talk to Hawke! Pass it on!

>> Need to discuss Wayne Trust business.
>> Can you meet me there tonight?

[Text to Dany]

>> For what it's worth, I'm sorry.
>> Are you okay?

[Text to Bruce Wayne]

>> Squared things with my brother, much as they can be, I guess.
>> Tell Stark thanks for the Jamison.

>> djhave tires now
>> kinda needride

>> I need a favor. Jesus what is it with me and asking for fucking favors this week
>> My car has a flat and I need something picked up at Stark Industries. Do you think you could grab it for me?

>> She agreed.
>> Any news on my double?

( Text to John Blake. )

>> 9:30pm, Tomorrow Night.
>> Your rooftop.

A rather cheap but attractive bouquet of dark colored flowers is delivered to the Wayne Manor, clearly picked for beauty but the best someone could afford.

No card is provided.

[Text to Bruce Wayne]

>> I trust the situation is under control?
>> I'm on leave, but I could help in a civ capacity.

[Text to Maria Hill]

>> You all right?

>> Are you doing all right?
>> Are you safe?

I don't need you to defend I had it under control

Thanks.

Hello Mr. Wayne,

My name is Officer Blake of the Irvine PD. I know this is strange, but could we arrange an appointment at your convenience?

This is strictly a personal call, unrelated to any case.

Thank you.

>> Hey, you've probably heard already, but keep an eye on my beat, would you?
>> Appreciate it.