11788/Foods for Thoughts

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Foods for Thoughts
Date of Scene: 27 June 2022
Location: Food Court: Triskelion
Synopsis: In which SHIELD agents fight off ferocious, feral pudding, talk of romanticized thieves, and subverting the bureaucracy.
Cast of Characters: Mary Jane Watson, Betty Ross, Tom McCarthy, Bobbi Morse




Mary Jane Watson has posed:
The Triskelion's Cafeteria doesn't quite have the reputation of a large, spread out college dining hall. But it might approach that in quality. Or not. Mary Jane Watson is currently looking over at a large piece of some form of pudding that she had just taken over on to a 'build your own' platter and was giving it an experimental poke with a fork while she was going to sit.

Betty Ross has posed:
    Rulkie is following along, having piled her own platter full of mostly meat. And an apple pie and a pudding. She's wearing jeans and a shirt that reads "Queen of Zero Fucks Given" rather than a uniform, so off duty apparently, as much as a recruit is allowed off duty time. "You know, it's still gonna jiggle even if you poke it repeatedly."

Tom McCarthy has posed:
It's food! It's not a rundown burger place in Gotham! And it's at the main office - so Tom is all about eating on the cheap. He's not rolling in money - either that or he's being frugal. Today he's suited up - no combat fatigues.

He steps in, doing a double-take when he spots Red She-Hulk. Yep. That's a person who is here.

Hopefully she's not irked at him for the .45 slug or the stungun. Not that it did more than twitch her calf muscle! Well, nothing he can do about this but grab a tray and take his place in line. Behind the Red Giantess.

Mary Jane Watson has posed:
Mary Jane Watson would glance over at Betty and shake her head, "No, it, uh.. Wasn't moving whe I got it." She would go to hold up the semi plastic fork. Which had one of the prongs bent. "The first time I did it, it was like someone had put out leftover fruitcake they'd made into a batter. Now it's just all.." Another poke would be given to it.

This time the prong would hit it and lightly bounce off as a small bit of plastic chipped off and a light 'click' could be heard as plastic was broken on something..

And the pudding still bouncing about wildly. "Hey Tom, how you?"

Bobbi Morse has posed:
Although most people know Bobbi as a ball-busting field agent supreme, the fact of the matter is she's also a scientist who's work on the Super Soldier Serum is considered the definitive bible on the matter, with a PhD in biochemistry. And she still keeps one foot in the game. Dr. Morse is currently in a Georgia Tech Alumni t-shirt and jeans under a labcoat, hair up and a pair of glasses perched on her nose making her almost unrecognizable.

Into line she shuffles, eyes slightly glazed over in that way that comes from too much time spent over a microscope, and she gives MJ a snort. "Don't think about it too much. I'm sure the jiggle will stop when you kill it." She suggests.

Betty Ross has posed:
    The red giantess eyes the broken fork. "...and this is supposed to be banana pudding?" she mutters, before glancing over at Tom, her brow furrowing a bit at him. "Oh. The taser guy. Right. Hey." She tilts her head at Bobbi. "Is this part of SHIELD training, you kill it you eat it and use all the parts?"

Tom McCarthy has posed:
Stand your ground, man! Tom nods to the Hulkess, offering a polite smile. "Tom, if you'd rather." He grins. A nod to Mary Jane as well. "Doing well, so far. I've been meeting others in the other divisions. How are you Mary Jane?" The man asks, slowly building a tray full of lunch for himself. No skimping here - it's not an MRE so he's going to dig in.

He does eye that cursed pudding. That, he's actively steering clear of. "Is that... supposed to be here? Or did it escape containment?"

Mary Jane Watson has posed:
The pudding now has a small bit of broken plastic prong in the end sticking out of it and has begun sloshing over towards the opposite side of the tray. And it's definitely not being poked nor is the tray being dipped in any direction. Mary Jane looks over at Bobbi with a 'please help' expression to the woman with the doctorate in biochemistry.

As if to answer an earlier comment on 'fast food' there was an agent down the way with a large spear and net setup. Mary Jane would look at the pudding.

"I'm suddenly not hungry anymore."

Bobbi Morse has posed:
"Sure, didn't you do that as part of your basic orientation?" Bobbi asks the Red Hulk, even as she briskly begins to fill her tray of her own, sticking to the mostly raw options. If she's intimidated by the Hulkess, she doesn't show it. The pudding, on the other hand...

"Jesus." She says when the fork breaks, "Take that down to R&D immediately. I don't mind hunting for my food but not when it looks ready to hunt me back."

Betty Ross has posed:
"No, they skipped that point. Also I'm kinda worried if we don't kill it now that it won't come for us in our sleep." Rulkie says, shrugging her shoulders, then nodding to Tom as he introduces himself. "I mean, I theoretically can eat just about anything, but still..."

Mary Jane Watson has posed:
Mary Jane Watson would look down at the pudding that had hit the ground now and was looking like it was trtying to make a run for it, "... You want it stopped, you can try? I'm.." What did one try and catch a semi sentient mutated pudding?

Tom McCarthy has posed:
While the pudding-mimic is noted, and watched, it's not going to stop Tom from getting his food. SEAR training cured him of most of his squeamishness. He does reach back and unsnap the safety clip on his sidearm. "Is there a containment unit on standby?" He asks, even as he gets some meatloaf for his plate.

MEATLOAF!

"Do we need to get some specific weaponry for this? This feels like that Monty Python skit about the blancmange who tries to take over the world by turning everyone Scottish?"

Betty Ross has posed:
    Rulkie grunts, taking a few steps before setting her plate on a table, flipping over the platter it was on, then dropping it over the pudding, before stomping down hard on top of it. At least the platter will protect people from the splatter!

Mary Jane Watson has posed:
A low round of applause goes up and over from the actions taken by Red She-Hulk that leave a freshly imprinted tray fully immobilizing it.. Presuming it can't dig or melt it's way through whatever panel tile the floor is made out of. Mary Jane would take a step back.
    "Definitely not hungry now."

Tom McCarthy has posed:
Well, that part is handled! Hopefully! Tom keeps on filling up his tray, moving to a table once everything is tabbed up and paid for. Appetites never disappear for hungry soldiers! He finds an open table, settling in - plenty of room for the others.

"I honestly am terrifed of our cleaning crews. They must see some real scary stuff... and more action than most." A chuckle.

Betty Ross has posed:
Red eyes the platter for any further sign of movement. "Combat janitors." she snorts, shaking her head. "Maybe I'll just order a pizza..." She frowns a bit, eyeing the rest of her food for any sign of animation as she picks up her plate again, heading over to sit down.

Mary Jane Watson has posed:
Mary Jane Watson would watch over at it, "... I'm not going to ask. Just smile and nod and really, really make sure I never piss off command enough to be put on a maitnenance detail." She's shuffling along with Red She-Hulk, letting teh bigger woman be an escort.

Tom McCarthy has posed:
He's already seated and digging in, hungrily. "I wonder if it will be another acronym. Like WAND, or SWORD?" He grins. "I should push this up the paper chain..." The man muses, before shaking his head. "No, nevermind. I don't want to get assigned to it arbitrarily."

He makes sure there is room for the two others - the victors over the pudding. "How have you been adjusting?" He asks of the Red woman.

Betty Ross has posed:
"Well, WAND does magic and SWORD does space, what's next? TRIDENT for the sea?" Red says, starting to munch on the meatloaf she's acquired. And covered with so much ketchup it's almost completely hidden from view.

Mary Jane Watson has posed:
Mary Jane Watson would go to take a step away from the pudding. Or at least, the pudding prison. "So is the rule you come up with the word then you acronymize it? Going to VILE then figuring out 'Villian's International League of Evil' had to happen that way."

Tom McCarthy has posed:
There's a pause and a blink. "Is that a real acronym?" Tom asks, looking to MJ. "Like, for real?" A shake of his head. "I think we're getting outlandish with catchy acronyms, at this point." He chuckles.

No ketchup on his meatloaf. Maybe some hot sauce. That s!@# goes on everything.

Betty Ross has posed:
And covers the taste of just about anything. Just like the ketchup but with more burning. "Carmen Sandiego now?" she says to MJ, looking amused. "I used to play those games back in the day. They were fun." She frowns a bit. "My dad thought they were a waste of time though." She stabs her meatloaf a bit more hard than needed, cutting off a piece and popping it in her mouth with her fork.

Mary Jane Watson has posed:
Mary Jane Watson would twitch her lips upwards at Betty and make a show of snap pointing, "I watched the game show when I was a kid." After it went off the air, but that never really stopped anyone did they? "Kind of sad that sort of thing doesn't happen in real life. No one wants to play Arsene Lupin in the real world."

Tom McCarthy has posed:
Tom's lips curl into a smirk. "I suppose I missed those shows." A shrug. "Isn't that about geography? Never a waste - learning where you might get sent or wind up." Tom chuckles. "Arsene Lupin? You guys are speaking well above my level, I think."

Betty Ross has posed:
"Mm, Sandiego stealing famous landmarks or national treasures, you figuring out how to track down where she was to get them back. Or VILE agents, anyway. I always did like Carmen's style. But I guess in the real world...what, maybe Catwoman or Black Cat? Other animal based thief types, possibly?" Red muses.

Mary Jane Watson has posed:
Mary Jane Watson would laugh, "Gentleman Thief. Generally steal something, lays down a challenge of pursuit for whomever is after them that's a game of wits and cunning. there are rules for the engagement and it's a gentlemanly affair. And those two wouldn't count, they steal things. More like Riddler, but without the whole 'I kill tons of people if you don't figure it out' routine."

Tom McCarthy has posed:
There is an ah of understanding from Tom, and a nod. "Got it. So... a movie thief, as opposed to your every day thug?" He guesses, working on his french fries now. "Romanticized criminal." He snickers.

Betty Ross has posed:
    "Basically. Looking for a mental challenge to give a pursuer, instead of actually being greedy to want the treasure for themselves. Stealing for the challenge of it too." Red shrugs a bit, rapidly polishing off her slab of meatloaf. "Mmph. Was a cool series either way. I used to be able to play it at school in the library since I couldn't at home."

Mary Jane Watson has posed:
Mary Jane Watson would nod at Tom, "Well, I guess you could put it that way. I mean, there have been a few of them in hte past. Probably are some still today I guess. And that seems a way to put it." she would quip over.

Tom McCarthy has posed:
A smile. "Maybe I'll pick it up and give it a watch." Tom chuckles. "Probably on YouTube, yeah?" A shrug as they mention that there were/are more gentleman thieves about. "I suppose so. I've not really dealt with those sort of peoples, honestly. This whole enhanced and super-powered crowd is fairly new to me in terms of personal experience."

Betty Ross has posed:
"I think they had a cartoon about it if nothing else." Red says thoughtfully. "It was always kinda weird how it handled metahumans though." She finishes off her meatloaf, pausing to take a long drink from her glass of milk. "Mmmm."

Mary Jane Watson has posed:
Mary Jane Watson would chuckle, "Well, here's to such things being a respite from the real world and everythingw e have to deal with. And it's nice to have some old romanticized ideals, unrealistic as they are."

Tom McCarthy has posed:
The man raises a glass to that. "Here here. A nice rest from too much action, is welcome. I always looked forward to downtime when I was in the service." He grins to both the ladies at the table.

Betty Ross has posed:
    Red shrugs slightly, slumping back in her chair lazily before she belches loudly. "Suppose so. Worse ways to forget about the world for a bit and get away from it all."

Mary Jane Watson has posed:
Mary Jane Watson would grin, "Here's to that. All the weirdness out there.. Well, it's nice to have a normal sense of ridiculousness. That's.. Not that thing from the Fifth Dimension." She'd read news articles.

Tom McCarthy has posed:
"Yep. I saw all sorts of things back in the day, but the stuff I've seen since joining SHIELD has been... wild." Tom looks over to MJ and Red specifically. "That whole situation in the lab was... intense." A shake of his head.

Betty Ross has posed:
    There's a twitch to the red-skinned Amazon's lips at the reminder as she grunts in acknowledgement. "That scientist healed up after being thrown around?" she asks after a moment.

Mary Jane Watson has posed:
Mary Jane Watson would nod, "Yes, Fitz is.. Doing much better. I think he'll probably ask you to not stress test anything in his lab as far as safeties go though he might want you to do it with some eqiupment sometime. And.. How are you doing, Betty? With everything?"

Tom McCarthy has posed:
There's a nod from Tom, too. "His injuries weren't too serious." He comments. "Else I would have gotten him out of there. Reflex and all." A slight smile. "How about you, Mary Jane? Are you doing all right?"

Betty Ross has posed:
    Red leans her head back, rolling her neck a bit as she rubs the back of it. "Well my choices were join SHIELD as a recruit or be hunted down by the US Military or be on the run, so...can't complain overly. Yet. No one really seems to know what to do with me though." She shrugs again. "I'm kinda stronger than a lot of agents. Or do lab stuff. Either." She glances over at MJ as Tom asks how she is.

Mary Jane Watson has posed:
Mary Jane Watson would shrug, "Pretty much. You'll figure it out in time. And we will too. And you can take it if you really need it as a chance to catch up on cartoons if that might help you feel normal. Find the areas that don't have the.. Food trying to upt up a fight."

Tom McCarthy has posed:
All right! Not one to push the issue, Tom goes back to his meal. "It's hard to find a spot for a person of your caliber, I suppose. The logical side of things say that they really need to vet you and make sure it's not a ruse... that you're not here to just scrub the data." A shrug. "The other side of it is the want to help you and folks like you, and find a better path for your skills and talents."

Betty Ross has posed:
    "I will leave the weirdness to Jen, it seems to follow her wherever she goes." Red says wryly. She makes a face at Tomas. "It's been made clear to me that the surviving data has been distributed to where I couldn't just smash it.' She pauses, thinking. "I mean, I suppose I could work my way up the ranks, get the proper clearance and quietly erase it all as part of a more longterm mission."

Mary Jane Watson has posed:
Mary Jane Watson would laugh, "There you go. That's working wihtin the system. Isn't going with the internal bureaucracy a lot easier?" Her knowledge base is probably limited on that sort of thing but she's attempting to go along with a joke.

Betty Ross has posed:
    Red purses her lips. "Like I said, not a lot of choices for me but to be here. But I'm willing to at least give SHIELD the benefit of the doubt." Her eyes narrow. "All bets are off, however, if they do misuse that data." After a moment she stands and stretches. "Well, hate to eat and run, but I have to head to another 'how to SHIELD agent' class. Catch you later, you two." She waves and heads for the door, her long legs carrying her out of sight pretty quickly.

Tom McCarthy has posed:
A nod to Red. "I know, it's a long shot. But I think the better option would be to work with folks and get something situated so other people aren't hurt from the treatment." A smile. "I honestly don't have suspicion of you, just pointing out the thought processes." And then she's gone. A look to MJ. "I think I put my foot in my mouth."

Mary Jane Watson has posed:
Mary Jane Watson would watch as she wouldl eave, "Well, we're trying. And I think she's.. Doing better. she seems a bit more relaxed. She's checking in people an she's making jokes whlie planning to try and subvert the bureaucratic institutions."

Tom McCarthy has posed:
He nods. "I empathize with her, I do. I can understand her distrust of the system, too." Tom decides. "I just hope it works out for her in the end."