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[raptorcanaria]

Arthur, it's Dinah. I'm calling a meeting regarding a new arrival. Shouldn't take too long.

Thanks.

audio; supercrypted

[andaway]

Arthur? It's Clark Kent. Just checking you and Mera are doing alright, with all that's going on lately.

Thanks.

audio:

[ihope]

Mister Curry, this is Lex Luthor.

[There's a slight pause here- may be nothing significant.]

A gentleman admiral from the navy was gracious enough to give me your name a few days back. We spoke briefly about a satellite which had previously crashed here. He told me you'd managed to salvage some scraps and if I wanted more facts and figures, I should come talk to you. I'm interested in learning more about what happened that day and what was found.

I hope you can take some time off your busy schedule to call me back.

delivery | landfall

[imaginate]

[At the door, there’s a crate, glowing a faint green, the Corps insignia emblazoned on it. When touched it emits a quiet whirr, that of a scanner, the AI announces VERIFIED. CURRY, ARTHUR., and promptly floats into the living room, where the glow vanishes. Inside, there’s rows of bottles with variously coloured liquids.]

[Attached is a note:]

Hey, Arthur, this is a variety of drinks from across the galaxy. Thought you might want to try some.

- GL 2814.4

DROPOFF | backdated to the 25th shhh

[bolthead]

[There is a small package on Arthur’s door - maybe a couple inches by a couple inches. Instead is a small replica of Arthur’s harpoon hand, modeled in a paperweight style. The note that goes along with the figure reads:

Sorry it’s not the real thing, but hopefully it’ll do for now. Merry Christmas, Arthur.
-Barry]

the morning after Arthur's return from the hospital;;; NSFW

[relentlesstide]

[After they got back to their suite, familiar and comfortable, Mera made them both some dinner (fish, some kind of kelp, nothing too complicated), they ate, and then they essentially collapsed in bed together (after Arthur made sure to feed Nemo and Verne and check in with Rio'era). They both needed the sleep after everything that had happened, and Arthur rested better there in their seawater submerged bed than he had in the saltwater tub at the hospital.

The next morning, he's practically curled around her, nose against her hair, his good arm wrapped around her waist. Definitely slept better here than he did in the hospital.]