War Is Coming Communications.

Everything okay now?is it okay to come out?..I mean..the krypto-crack is gone? Whatever that was?

Everybody made it out alive right?

I keep considering going back to Paris. Just for a few days. It's been...a long time since I thought about it. And sometimes I wonder if I should. But all this, being so...I suppose out of things the last while I had a lot of time to think.

There are memories there. Happy ones.Even if this isn't my Earth or my Paris.

On a more serious note. There have been some new arrivals. Are there any of school age to join in my lessons.

I've been hiding in my room. I heard people were getting like... shot at and stuff. It was kind of unsettling... Also I miss Teddy. I don't like people seeing me depressed.

Are all the crazy rock people gone?

Hey. Are you okay?

I hate this place with the burning passion of a thousand angry hippogriffs.

Been thinking about what to do for work. I can't just..not. Retail and me would be a very bad thing. I won't wear uniformsWon't have cash forever and I can't lean on the complex food supply forever. I like to make my own way. Down to the last bit of emergency cash. I want to be an FBI Agent, but not even sure how to start making that happen here. If I can without I.D.and you know, existing I've already taken and passed the Academy once. I can't do it again anyways. So what about this. Private Investigator?

Hey.

So I know you're pissed and upset, but I was wondering if maybe
I'm thinking about following up on a lead I heard about
How are you
I'm worried about y

Seen Buffy lately?

I like these cookies, good thing I bought a lot of them So hey, any artists? I was thinking about art. People that can draw are really talented. They can go really far. And sometimes their work can end up in a gallery. But if there's anyone here that can do that, I'd like to meet them, maybe see their work or watch them draw something. Could be one of our rooms, or maybe the kitchen, or the lobby.. anywhere they choose.

Specifically.. sketching, with a pencil. And I mean, someone really good at it. It'd be really cool if they can draw faces. Just some kind of project I'm working with on the side. I would just like to see how it's done. And it is.. sort of important, I guess. Actually, it's very important Just something to do. Should only take fifteen minutes or so of your time, tops. If there's anyone that can do that here. If not.. well, I can look elsewhere. Maybe a cop sketcher, or maybe check any colleges for aspiring artists Talent usually isn't that hard to find. I'm not really good at it, though. Other stuff like football or polo, yes.. but not art.

So...Now that I'm free from traps and sticking around to fight and all. I need to just say it. I'm sorry. Or at least getting there. I know I betrayed the little trust I had and I don't expect that back.

But there it is. Make of it what you want

Alright. I need a job. Preferably dealing with fire.

This place is... I don't even have the word for it. I don't think that I've digested what happened... Not completely. But I don't understand this place. Everyone was actin' weird! It makes no sense! And then suddenly... people are acting more normal? I'm starting to feel that there is nothing here that's normal. And seeing how we all got here? Middle of this war and all? I got the idea that nothing will be for a while. Haven't been this confused since... well not getting into that.

Makes me sorta long for the bang babies back home in Dakota... My head is hurting... Someone wanna point me in the direction of the nearest junkyard? Yeah I know what time it is, doesn't matter, Need to do something, head's moving too fast. Junkyard, maybe corner store.

( Private )

Alright, so, Boy Wonder is bound and gaged in a closet, and Clary put some weird symbols around it so apparently no one can get in our out until she breaks them. He's all yours, Oliver.

Also I have this Kryptonite rock. It's been in a lead case locked away. I forgot about it with the fight. So...yeah.