10329/Oh yeah, I guess this is tresspassing.
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| Oh yeah, I guess this is tresspassing. | |
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| Date of Scene: | 03 March 2022 |
| Location: | Goodman Building |
| Synopsis: | Bando uses an office to watch for crime. Stella has to explain to him he can't do that here. Rules is rules. |
| Cast of Characters: | Bando George, Stella Roundtree
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- Bando George has posed:
New costume, time to take it for a spin. Bando has been waiting for this opportunity. He's decked out in the blue and yellow of his new heroing costume, courtesy of Janet Van Dyne herself! It's late at night, so it's time for bad guys to come out. And Bando is ready for the job! He found for the last few nights a place in the Goodman building that seems to have a very good vantage point on several alleys in the area, a common place for the miscreants to mug people. And so here he is, utility belt filled with various useful tools, like energy drinks, and a paper bag.
There's a *fwump* as he appears in the empty office space.
"Yes! Pinpointed right by the window." He puts the bag on the desk of whoever this office belongs to, and pulls out a sandwich, unwrapping it for his nightly watch.
- Stella Roundtree has posed:
Stella often gets hired to take care of security issues. Bugs, bad cameras, new setups, evaluations, the works. And this one is a little different. The Goodman building just added a few more cameras to its arsenal. Small, sleek, discrete, and in reviewing the footage, Stella seems to have found a trespasser- but one that's hopefully doing some good.
She isn't sure what this person can do, though. So she waits with her phone in hand, watching the after-hours office camera and- AHA! She flicks the camera off and opts for a more direct approach. She just uses the office phone intercom function. Such a relic, but offices still insist on having them.
"Hey buddy, I don't think you have ID to be in here," she says with a little laugh. "Wanna tell me what you're up to?"
- Bando George has posed:
Nothing yet. Bando finishes unwrapping the sandwich, taking a bite of the salami and cheese. He's chewing when he hears the intercom go off. He stops chewing a second, and looks around. Who is that intercom for? He peeks out of the office window to the hall, and then continues chewing, taking the expectation that the announcement must be fore someone else. Somewhere.
- Stella Roundtree has posed:
"How's the sandwich? Seriously, you look about twelve. I don't think that's your office," the voice says again through the intercom.
She's giggling from down the hall, peeking at the office to see his reaction. "Unless you're really putting in some early overtime." She walks up from the hallway and taps on the window, tablet in her hand.
"You've been making the guy who runs this office yell at the janitors, young man," the brunette says. She's got a somewhat athletic build, in her late twenties or early thirties, and is wearing black jeans and a black motorcycle jacket over a long-sleeved shirt.
- Bando George has posed:
When the window is tapped on, Bando turns, his cheek full of sandwich like a chipmunk. "Oh, hi," he says around the bite. "Um...I was just watchin' for bad guys," he explains. "I'm not stealin' anything or stuff like that," he promises. He looks down at the crumbs from his sandwich on the floor, realizing that he is indeed making a mild mess. "He even notices that?"
- Stella Roundtree has posed:
The door unlocks (oddly without a keycard), and Stella strolls on in. "He's kind of a fussy boy, for a fifty something year-old man. SO yeah, he notices and he's been yelling at staff ever since."
She comes closer, "Watching for bad guys, huh?" she asks, looking out the window. "Pretty good view into the alley, I'll give you that. They don't much care to put cameras down there, except by the doors. Anyone who knew about that can scoot on back... and I don't work for the other building..." she says. "So technically, you are trespassing, whoever you are."
- Bando George has posed:
"Um..." Bando looks a bit off center, not certain how to respond. "Sorry?" he apologizes, following her gaze out the window, and looking back to her. "And I'm not twelve, I'm sixteen!" he corrects. Clearly plenty old enough to be a superhero. Just ask anyone in the Spider-Man family. He rewraps the sandwich, swallowing his current bite. "So um, are you kicking me out? I can like, clean the floor or something before I go," he offers. "I didn't mean to get some poor custodian in trouble."
- Stella Roundtree has posed:
"I am, yeah. After tonight, you gotta be outside of the building. I'm not a permanent employee, I'm just on contract to fix a bunch of things," she says. "You can clean up before you leave, the janitorial staff gets in about six. And I'm hoping you're up here doing hero things and you're not some young genius trying to... I don't know what. This is not the office of a brilliant, uh... anything," she says, looking back to the alley.
- Bando George has posed:
"No no," Bando says. "I'm just helping people in need. I'm a superhero, that's what I do," he explains. "Still kind of new to it, but I've helped rescue from fires, and stop muggers. I even got to help reform one of them, he goes to my church now! I work with Ghost Spider," he adds, a clear name drop, nodding with a sage look on his face that shows he expects this fact to impress the security woman. "I'm Bando," he offers suddenly, holding out a hand to shake.
- Stella Roundtree has posed:
"Well hi, Bando. I'm Stella. Not a superhero. I live with one, though," she says, giving his hand a gentle shake. "And I dated one for a bit, but now I'm datin' a normal guy, he just flies planes," she says, looking off to the side, withdrawing her hand after contact. "Anyway. You gotta find a new place, or use the roof. Can't be coming in here, because they just added new hall cameras that definitely see in all the windows. You seemed to just appear in this this room. How'd you do that?" she asks. "Teleporting?"
- Bando George has posed:
"Oh really?" Bando says. "That's cool. Yeah I can teleport," he confirms. "Can teleport other stuff too!" He looks over at the desk. "Check this out." He extends his hand toward a mug that reads "World's Best Boss" and suddenly *fwump* it seems to get sucked into nothingness. At the same time, it simultaneously reappears in his hand. "Pretty cool, huh?" he asks. "It's super useful when getting weapons away from the bad guys. I have this thing about getting shot. I don't like it. Never /been/ shot yet, but I'm just gonna go from other people's reports that it kinda sucks."
- Stella Roundtree has posed:
Stella laughs, "I imagine most people aren't too keen on bein' shot. Reported or not. "And I bet that would be pretty handy. You gotta be close to the item to make that happen?" she asks, curious. "I hear some people can only do stuff in a certain range. Or touch it to make things happen," she says. "Must make some things inconvenient if true," she says with a big sigh.
- Bando George has posed:
Bando shrugs casually. Um, been working on that, about 50 feet give or take. Sometimes it screws up though, turns things weird. Not sure what that's about. I think its one of othose quantum dimension issues? You know, science stuff way over my head." He puts the mug back down where it came from on the desk. "I figure God made me a mutant, so He must want me to use that to help people. So I'm figuring it out as I go along. Sorry I was trespassing. I didn't even think about that. Kinda feel dumb now about it. Been so cold it was nice to watch from the inside while I wait for something to happen. At least summer is coming!"
- Stella Roundtree has posed:
"Interesting way to look at it, I suppose. Never thought about it as something divinely given," Stella says, thinking it over. "You're young, I'm not going to arrest you or anything," she laughs. "But yeah, it'll be warm soon enough. Much more time to camp out on roofs... or use another building I'm not responsible for. For the next few weeks, anyway. Then I don't care, but they might just call the cops on you," she says.
- Bando George has posed:
"Yeah okay," Bando agrees with a wry grin. "Well, I guess I better get out of here. It was good to meet you Stella," he offers. "Off to save the day! And with that, he *fwumps* out of the room.
He forgot the sandwich.
