11272/Consultations

Consultations
Date of Scene:	22 May 2022
Location:	X-Factor Investigations
Synopsis:	Zatanna comes to Jamie for some information for a case.
Cast of Characters:	Jamie Madrox, Zatanna Zatara

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Jamie Madrox has posed:
Jamie Madrox's office may have peeling papers, but he's well-known enough in investigative circles that it transcends the mundane ones and makes it all the way to the supernatural, magical, and even the weird-o paranormal ones.

As it is, walking into his office --or teleporting in, as some people are wont to do-- finds not one, not two, but three Jamies. One of them is behind the desk looking through some papers, a second is making coffee off to the side, while the third is currently apparently _napping_ on the couch.

Zatanna Zatara has posed:
Discretion with gross displays of magic is usually the better part of valor in Zatanna's opinion. But she is testing the PI though his underground reputation precedes him.

    Pfffttt.

        A paper on his desk curls from the draft produced by the magician porting into the office. She pivots on one elegant high-heeled foot to give the room the once-over. A finely tailored shoulder lifts and unblinking sapphire eyes examine the man, no, identical men waiting for her.

"Do I address you all as James or do you prefer Jamie?"

Jamie Madrox has posed:
Jamie Prime (the one at the desk) looks up at the paper and then at the gorgeous woman that's just popped up in front of him. He blinks a bit, then looks at the dupes -- Jamie #1 (coffee) and Jamie #2 (couch; who has opened his eyes and is staring at Zatanna) -- and Jamie #1 says, "You can just pick one to talk to. Doesn't matter which."

"Have a seat," says Jamie Prime, pointing at the chair across the desk from him. "Zatanna, right?"

Zatanna Zatara has posed:
"Thank you for seeing me on such short notice." She unbuttons her black jacket, revealing a form-fitting bustier in black silk and seats herself across from Jamie Prime. After a pause, she is clearly still assessing the handsome men, she begins.

"Are you aware of the serial killings that have happened in New York and Gotham? It is not normally something I would involve myself in. The police are still trying to keep a lid on everything, by the way. I've stuck my nose into it because a friend of mine has disappeared and I think there is a link. So far, the police have no idea that there is magic involved."

Jamie Madrox has posed:
Jamie leans back and smiles at her. "Tangentially. I've got someone sort of circling the periphery of it at the moment, reporting back." This, given his obvious talents, likely means he has a dupe out there working the case. "Not surprised the cops have no clue as to the depths they're in. What can I do for you, Zatanna?" He props his chin on his hand and grins at her.

Zatanna Zatara has posed:
"You have a reputation for finding the unfindable and getting into places that others can't." the magician doesn't elaborate on the rest of the rumors that float among mystics concerning him, but one side of her mouth curls.

"The case reminds me of a something that happened a few years back with an artifact that possessed who ever held it. It turned them into killers and there were several spectacular blood baths before anyone had an inkling of what was going on. It was eventually discovered and recovered. If I didn't have the object under deep security myself I would put it in the category of urban legends."

Jamie Madrox has posed:
"Sounds like something to look into. Maybe like, replicas of that item or similar items." He shrugs. "Hold on." He grabs his cellphone and sends a text message, waiting. "So how many actual items like this do you have locked up under 'deep security'?" He looks up at her and grins. The Jamie who was making coffee sets one in front of jamie Prime and one in front of Zatanna.

Zatanna Zatara has posed:
Two sapphire eyes narrow briefly at his tone. "The one. My family's vault is heavily protected against outside intrusions and from escapes. Some things have a volition of their own. Some things should never have been born into the world or made. It is still there. I checked before I came."

Jamie Madrox has posed:
"Good enough for me." Jamie takes a sup of his coffee and then his phone sounds off and he furrows his brow, looking at it. "My guy is sending me the encrypted files with what he's got so far. But I can only receive them on the computer upstairs."

He stands up and tosses the coffee back. "Come on. I'll give you the rest of the tour." He stands off to the side for her to go up the narrow steps first.

Zatanna Zatara has posed:
Zatanna leaves the coffee steaming on the desk and stands. Dipping her head, slightly as she passes in front of him, her high heels tap on the narrow wooden stairs. One look back over her shoulder and she pretends that he doesn't see the sway of her hips as she precedes him up the high steps.