terry's day-long freak out

[irreverently]

[ ENCRYPTED TO MAX GIBSON (at around noon) ]

Hey, Max? I'm kind of- uhh. I'm kind of freaking out here.

[ ENCRYPTED TO DR. CRANE (this one's coming from the Terry comm, not the Batcomm, at 5ish) ]

Uh- thanks.

[ ENCRYPTED FROM CALENDAR MAN, SCARECROW (posted an hour or three after midnight, from the Batcomm) ]

So-- that sure was. Festive.

[a pause] There are seventeen of us?

Comments

permavideo; encrypted

[futurebatwoman]

What's up?

[irreverently]

I--

[...switching to video, too, he's out of costume and looking harried and his eyes are kinda red oh god
Bc and gently swinging it around to a ghostly Mr McGinnis]

I got Calender Man'd?

[futurebatwoman]

[ a long pause, and then Max just gets up and starts moving. ]

Someone really needs to shut that dreg down. Do you want me to come over?

[irreverently]

[ The ghost finally speaks up: ] You should have been there.

[ Terry exhales quietly like he's been listening to it for hours. ] Yeah. I could-- I could really use somebody right now.

private; voice

[hastheedge]

That's what he said.

[Xanatos sounds tired and exhausted. In the background you can hear his ghost father, speaking in a Greek accent. (Building up your business again, all you care about is money. You've lost sight of your family!) Xanatos pauses and sighs.]

I'm one of the seventeen.

permaprivate; voice

[irreverently]

[cringing sympathetically! fathers, man]

And he's not even offering to pay for therapy. Rude, much? [BEAT] ... You okay?

ditto

[hastheedge]

I knew what I was doing when I got away from the man, I don't need his ghost hovering around me.

He isn't even dead back home.

[irreverently]

--wait, seriously?

Calender Man can summon ghosts of living people?

private voice

[unetrustworthy]

You as well?

I have been watching people affected over the network all day.

permarivate voice

[irreverently]

[Bc oh god briefly worried that Calender Man did this to a kid and that's horrible]

Yeah. I've been trying to keep my head down all day.

^ yeah, that

[unetrustworthy]

[It doesn't take Empathy to recognize the concern.]

Is there any way I could be of help?

I was not affected this time.

[irreverently]

That's good.

[a beat!]

I'm fine. But- thanks, kid. Max must be a lucky lady.

piggybacked encryptions

[phobic]

[after a few minutes' delay, he comes back with text, he never texts, particularly since Terry knows he has a busted arm.

Also his texts are perfectly grammatically correct so they take him like an agonizing length of time]

Don't mention it. Are you still coming by today?

permaencryptions!!

[irreverently]

[ROFL totes didn't think he was gonna reply after how long it took

but his fire back pre quick KIDS THESE DAYS]

I can if you want

[phobic]

If you need a sick day . . .

[and there's another pause before he adds in]

You had a traumatic experience.

[irreverently]

I will get over it

[then another one after maybe half a minute]

I would rather work than sit around and think about it

voice;

[enigmaestro]

According to his heinous tie, yes. Seventeen.

permavoice;

[irreverently]

I wish summoning ghosts was actually illegal.

[enigmaestro]

I wish Calendar Man was actually illegal.

[solidorkable]

... Seeing your parents?

[irreverently]

One parent, anyway.

[solidorkable]

Father?

[xuffasch]

He did say as much, if you'll remember.

[irreverently]

That's why I'm asking, yeah.

[xuffasch]

Chances are they all aren't stupid enough to publicize it. So you won't get an actual headcount unless you go looking.