It was Tim's turn to make dinner--which almost always meant takeout. Tonight was Indian food--which Tim choose almost entirely because the place on the corner made the best kheer he'd ever had in his life. He carried the bags with him up the stairs to the apartment and let himself in.

"Honey! I'm home!" He grinned a little, expecting to hear Cissie and Kon groan in good-natured annoyance.

That is all.

Tim waited until he was sure that Cissie would be home again before calling her. Conn had told him all about what she had done, where she had ended up, and the ensuing fight. He... wasn't going to yell. Really. But come on. He knew she had more sense than that.

If you are part of econtra_rpg, please defriend this journal. It is being reused.

Jaime, I... think I'm coming down with something. I'm not sure I'm going to be able to make it out to El Paso this weekend.

Sorry.

[Screened to Batfamily]

I know there aren't many of us left, but... we're used to working together, and to the way we fight together. I'd really like to try to stick together during the coming storm. I think we'll be stronger that way. And I'd like to try to work--as a unit--with Ms. Windrider. I think she has some good ideas about trying to mobilize the population. Let me know, please.

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[Screened to Cissie]

Ciss... I'm... I was wondering if you might like to come with me tonight--for patrol. I know you're trying to stay away from the hero gig, but... I'd like your company--and help.

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...God, it's Apokalips. All we're missing is the fire pits.

What the Hell happened to this world?

[Backdated to shortly after this. When Tim regains consciousness]

Whoever comes into contact with the Quatres: it's not a good idea to approach them right now. They're both very unbalanced, and not really responding to reason. I'm working on it, but for now I recommend staying out of their way, and not getting into the middle of this. I don't want anyone to get hurt.

...In the "really glad it's all over" way.

I'm fine--regardless of what Cissie or Quatre or Dick will say. I'll heal--it seems to be managing itself well enough anyway.

I--heard. About the people who've gone missing. Damn. I'm... really going to miss Lyle. He always seemed to be able to make me laugh I... guess I'm going to do what Cissie's doing.

Status?

Cissie and I are staying put until the dust clears and the destruction stops actually happening all around us. We have supplies and we are both capable of administering basic field first aid. If you need help or a place to stay until things settle down again, please let me know. Either show up here, or I can come and get you--bring you here or to the clinic if you're too badly hurt for me to handle.

Dick--we'll join you on the roof as soon as things clear up. You know where to find me if you need me.

Quatre or Morty:

Cissie and I split a bottle of the tea you left in the fridge. There's still some left, and I'm happy to replace it. Do we still have any teabags? Or--is there a special blend I should requisition? It was really very good.

Hi all.

This isn't a hiatus post, but I wanted to apologize to anyone with whom I am threading/logging/whatever. I've just had a death in the family, and I'm taking it kind of hard. My head's not really in this game right now, but I'm going to try to tag as much as I can manage. RP is, after all, my happy funtime escapism. I just may be a bit slow.

Sorry, folks. You can assume Tim is splitting his time between Cissie and looking after Dick.

--Zoë

Will someone please remind me why we don't kill?

No--really. If anyone needs me, I'm clown-hunting.

I'm going to kill him--after I make him tell me what he did with Cissie and Dick.

GOD DAMN IT.

I can't deal with this anymore.

It's been a while since we've done one of these...

[Private | Moderately Difficult to hack to the Batfamily]

All right, Bruce. Today's task is to throw a snowball at my window. If you can read this, that is.

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It's over. I'm... just me, now.

Everyone who's had to deal with me over the past several weeks... I'm sorry.

( Screened Private | Extremely Difficult to Hack )

( [Private | Not Hackable] )

[Screened to Batfamily and Friends | Not Hackable]

If anyone has gauze they can spare, I would really appreciate it, thank you.

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[screened to Tim's friends | unhackable]

Check in everyone. Where are you, are you okay, and do you need help?

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