12863/Last Pick When the Angels Choose Sides

Last Pick When the Angels Choose Sides
Date of Scene:	22 September 2022
Location:	The Black Market
Synopsis:	Money is raised for Captain Cold and the Tigress.
Cast of Characters:	Michael Hannigan, Thomas Blake, Megan Gwynn
Tinyplot:	Theme_of_the_Crime

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Michael Hannigan has posed:
Well if there's anything that can be said, when Nick Drago agrees to a concert, he does what he can to follow through on it. (We'll get to you eventually Latveria. Honest!) And this is what has led to tonight's festivities at the Black Market. Honestly it is not much more festive than usual but the music acts for tonight have been a reasonably good draw including the current act finishing up.

As the house music comes on signifying the end to the most recent set, Nick heads off the stage, moving over to the bar to get something to drink first. Sure they're here to push for donations but that's no reason not to hydrate first.

Thomas Blake has posed:
A shambling heap of muddy clay slides up to Thomas, who is custodian of a fancy and somewhat battered hat. He reaches outand grabs some tokens from a paw made of dirt. "Thank you, Clay-Face, I'll just wipe these down before we put them in the Music Master's hat. We don't want anything to happen to it before we pick a winner. Oh? Really, well fuck you too. Anytime 'Face. You're lucky this is neutral ground. You fuck with Honey Badger, you get clawed. Okay, well good luck though."

"Colleagues, frenemies, others, The lovely Cinnamon has been circulating, selling tokens to you to mak up and then toss into the hat. The buying is over now and... where the fuck is the lovely Cinnamon? Give her back! She either draws the winning token or we shut this down... and I get her back. Cinnamon? Cut your way over here dear." He peers around for Pixie, Maybe she overdid it with that outfit?

Megan Gwynn has posed:
Cinnamon is circulating around the area, dressed in her best attempt at 'badass punk' which consists of those ripped denim cutoffs overtop fishnet stockings, a short green band t-shirt and black leather vest over top. Hair pulled up in a high ponytail and streaked in more black than usual.

"Over here!" she waves to Thomas with her most badass grin and wink. Oh and she is handing out - Err, selling tokens for..something or other. "Got a bunch over here, so let's put 'em in and see what she got!"

She holds up the hat, shaking it. "Are we ready?"

Michael Hannigan has posed:
As Nick waits for his drink, arms resting upon the bartop, a slightly shorter man in a top hat waddles on up. Although the one approaching appears to say something, the low mutter makes it hard to hear over Thomas's raised voice. But proximity does allow the wild haired man to turn his head to the man. His head tilts slightly, giving the man his attention for a few moments before he smiles and nods, gesturing over towards Cinnamon. A general explanation is given and nods are given. And soon the top hatted man forgoes the drink to waddle waddle 'Wa Wah' towards Pixie.

Nick watches the man head off, not noticing the white hat just floating on in.

Thomas Blake has posed:
Thomas Blake nods and says, "We are ready. But, hold it up and shake t good one more time. Paula Brooks and Len Snart wish to thank you. Captain Boomerang was supposed to collect for Len, but... he was detained." He shrugs. "Let us be clear, the hat is the item being raffled. The lovely and lethal Cinnamon is not being raffled. We also have collected bids on Theme of the Crime merch -all autographed... what? Certificates of Authenticity? You call yourself a villain?! Anyway the lovely Cinnamon will draw the winner's token and Music Master will autograph the hat and have a drink with you. Give it a shake love." Yes. Thomas is a jerk himself at times but everyone loves a show. The man talking to Nick draws a stare. Hunh. The hat floating in... draws a stare. "Shit. That. Dead. Asshole."

Megan Gwynn has posed:
Megan Gwynn grins and nods to Thomas, giving the hat a good shake before sticking her hand in. She makes a show of swirling her hand around before pulling out one of the tickets, and hands it over towards Thomas. What was that about a floating white hat? She's too busy entertaining the crowds with her cute fluttery wings that seem to grab their attention, to notice any floaty hats.

Michael Hannigan has posed:
A drink is set in front of Nick. Eyes glancing down, he takes up the glass and proceeds to sip while listening to the rest of Thomas's sales pitch. Hearing the mention of Music Master autographing the hat and seeing a few heads turn his way he stops sipping and lifts up the glass in a mock toast to the group. The guy already played for them. He can be allowed a drink break after all.

The white hat pauses in it's forward momentum at the mention of Music Master. The hat turns, displaying the monocle as well as it fixates on the bar.

Speaking of white attire, a man in street clothes but still wearing a white mask ends up shifting towards the bar near Nick, drawing the musician's attention to him with a question.

Thomas Blake has posed:
Thomas Blake slides over to Nick. "Excuse me a moment, Cham. Nick, GG just came in. I have no idea what magic defenses or bouncers this place has. Let me inform the lovely Cinnamon."

He slides over to Megan, "There's a pain in the ass ghost over there got it in for Nick. I think I got this." He grabs a salt shaker used for margaritas and unscrews the top. Salt. Salt stops ghosts.

Megan Gwynn has posed:
Megan Gwynn pauses, arching a brow at the white hat. "Erm..should I be worried?" she looks somewhat amused though, it's just a ghost, right?

Michael Hannigan has posed:
As Thomas comes up, he can pick up the answer to whatever question the white masked man asked. "Yes. That Snart. If you go over to the girl with the wings you can buy a token for the raffle. Or if you'd like put in a bi-"

And then there's Thomas. "Oh hey To-"

Oh. Serious stuff. To the warning of Gentleman Ghost popping in, Nick gives a frown. "Oh ...great." He mutters, looking over to Chameleon once more after Thomas leaves. "Sorry. Now what was I saying?"

After Thomas leaves Nick, the monocled menace in white glides after the much shorter darker attired version to approach Cinnamon and the newly positioned Thomas. There is the slightest of sounds before the funds for ONE token is produced.

Thomas Blake has posed:
Thomas Blake accepts the money and the token. "Just in time. Thank you and good luck. Try something and we'll banish your ass to the fires of Hell. One of them. Not a nice one. Aside from that no hard feelings." He nods to Megan to give it another shake. She does that well.

Megan Gwynn has posed:
Megan Gwynn had joust about pulled a token out of the hat..But then there's redone last minute contenders, so she adds their entries to the hat..

Whats so special about this hat, anyway? it's gotta be more than just what. She slips her hand in again..

"Annd the winner is..Gentleman Ghost!"

Michael Hannigan has posed:
Nick gives a slight chuckle as he ends up sending not just chameleon over to do a last second entry but a few more with a quick 'Hurry they're about to draw' warning. Every little bit helps, right? While Megan takes in the entries, Nick downs a bit more of his drink.

When the winner is announced, there's a thunk of the glass as it sets on the bartop a bit harder than Nick had been planning. Pale eyes look over to the pale figure and then over to Thomas and then Megan.

If the top-hatted, fancy attired ghost took notice of the reaction, he did not show it as he instead chortles with glee. "Splendid!" He exclaims, "I'll accept my hat over at the bar where it'll likely be signed." The top-hat turns, walking over to the bar Nick is situated at, the hat tilting to the bartender. "Another one of whatever, Mr. Drago is having..."

Thomas Blake has posed:
Thomas Blake leans over to Megan. "So if Mike never wore the hat, it's not his, correct? An autograph won't affect that??" He's pretty sure of the answer, the way grins behind the wraith's back.

Megan Gwynn has posed:
Megan Gwynn nods to the ghostly villain and gathers the rest of the first draw prize before bringing them over to the bar. She pauses at Thomas's response, arching a brow.

"I don't think an autograph changes that fact,..Still not his, right? But that's okay.." But if they're pretending to be villains too it's probably all part of the game.

"Here ya go." she offers the hat to Mike to sign.

Michael Hannigan has posed:
And like that, another beer is being poured and Nick is aware of the only ghost he's ever felt compelled to punch situating himself beside him. The musician's eyes close for a few moments before they open. A practiced smile forms upon his face as he looks over to where he thinks the ghost's face should be. "Congrats." He responds, reaching over to take the offered hat to set it in front of him. Nick reaches into a pocket to pull out a metallic sharpie and looks down to the hat. "Okay, how would you like this made out?"

The ghost pauses, giving enough quiet for the sound of the second drink being set down in front of Nick. "To my friend James. A pleasure as always."

Nick turns his head slowly, looking over to Craddock. "...No. Really."