13346/Doom and Dinosaurs

Doom and Dinosaurs
Date of Scene:	12 November 2022
Location:	Coffee of DOOM
Synopsis:	When one super-smart girl talks to a super spy at a coffee shop. OF DOOM.
Cast of Characters:	Natasha Romanoff, Lunella Lafayette

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Natasha Romanoff has posed:
It's always good to keep an eye on anything that Latveria is doing. The Coffee of Doom, run by the Latverian embassy, is of course somewhat easier to keep tabs on than the embassy itself. And many of the workers are native Latverians, so there can occasionally be something useful to pick up. So Natasha is on the rotation of sitting there, drinking coffee, and feeling like her time is being wasted. Someone must have done something to irritate Maria Hill..

Lunella Lafayette has posed:
    Lunella doesn't often drink coffee, but she does like Latverian pastries, so when she comes in, hair pulled back into a single large poof, thick glasses, a black T-shirt with a juvinille T-rex skeleton on it saying 'SEE JANE. SEE JANE RUN. RUN FROM JANE' beneath a sweatshirt promoting some fictional sports drink, sneakers with rainbow laces, a large hot chocolate (to the disdain of the barrista) and a pile of pastries on a plate as she flops down into a seat near Natasha, whose aura seems to drive other folks away, and then she looks up.

    "Anyone sitting here? No? /Great/!" she states, taking up a space at the only not-crowded table, and she begins to pull college engineering books out of her bag.

    "Finally, can study when *someone* isn't snoring in my freakin' ear..."

Natasha Romanoff has posed:
Natasha Romanoff would glance over at Lunella for a moment, taking a second to blink blearily. She recognizes teh girl, if only from profile rather than a previous meeting. The girl was noted at least by both the Avengers and SHIELD after all. "Ah.. Hello? Is everything all right?" she would go to glance over the engineering textbooks and try to crane her head to glance over at them.
    Natasha was dressed casually and cheaply. Her hair had been done somewhat frizzily, an ancient looking laptop was in front of her. She looked essentially like an office worker taking a break.

Lunella Lafayette has posed:
    "Oh yeah, fine, everything's fine, once you discount the odd engineering quirk in the left-side of a stabilizer on a prototype glider made to withstand even crazy New York City winds while balancing being constructed with materials easily obtained from /Joann's Fabrics/ and /big box hardware/, the oncoming holiday season, all the stress of hearing Christmas Shoes and All I want for Christmas is You like, a billion times before we even get to turkey..." she mumbles, somewhat distractedly as she pauses, and then looks over to the office worker, and then gives a slight smile,

    "I mean, figuratively speaking, right?" she asks, and then stuffs a powdered sugar coated lemon pastry into her mouth to stop herself.

Natasha Romanoff has posed:
Natasha herself knows exactly the sort of thing that Lunella is talking about from a technical perspective. The persona over that she's holding for a moment just goes to blankly stare over at her for a few moments, putting up a show of trying to sort through it all with her mind. "Have you tried, err, purple? I mean, that fabric is supposed to be really strong and never tear." She would offer up as a feeble 'trying to help' persona.
    "And you seem rather.. Perky."

Lunella Lafayette has posed:
    "Doesn't go with the motif." Lunella gives a small smile to the poor office worker, and she breathes out, and pushes the plate of sweets between them.

    "Help yourself; I Probably shouldn't be eating all this sugar anyway." she admits, adjusting her glasses a moment as she sheepishly looks over. "Sorry, you're probably on break from your cubicle and here I am being obnoxious."

Natasha Romanoff has posed:
    Natasha goes to make as how of putting up a big whimper and shake her head, "No, no, it's okay. My office was closed for the afternoon. A giant two story wheel running on rocket boosters ran over my office building. It will be open tomorrow."
    That's the way things work in New York.

Lunella Lafayette has posed:
    "Really, oh, daaang!" Lunella blinks a moment, owlishly behind her glasses. "Who put rocket boosters on a two story wheel? Did they catch the guy? Is he still on the lose?" she asks, her eyebrows rising up above the frame of her glasses. Nevermind that she *should* be studying for a test at Happy Harbor tomorrow. This was way more important.

Natasha Romanoff has posed:
Natasha Romanoff would shrug her shoulders, "I don't know. I just know it had rocket boosters, was driving up the side of the building.. err.. Is driving up what you'd call it?" She would gesture helplessly over at the engineering books with a 'do you know better' expression on her face. "I think someone flying punched i tand it broke, then a smaller wheel imn the middle of it ejected out and rolled away."

Lunella Lafayette has posed:
    "So it was a wheel in a wheel, way in the middle of the air." Lunella gives a soft 'hum', and she pulls out a phone to try and look it up. "Wonder who made it. That sounds complatedly and weird." she states, and she gives a small smile, looking over to Natasha.

    "So where do you work that the building got all wrecked? Just so I can avoid it on the way home."

Natasha Romanoff has posed:
Natasha Romanoff would go to let out a sigh, "Yeah. I mean.. You learn to live with it. No one was badly hurt when it went down." Damage Control is really gooda t fixing up places overnight! She goes to give a quick address. "They'll probably be done with it by the time you head back. Ah.. I didn't get your name."

Lunella Lafayette has posed:
    "Lady, a kid shares pastries with you in NYC and you're lookin' for a name?" the girl asks with amusement, and then she leans back in her chair, opens her mo uth and was about to announce herself -- and then decides to not be all open about what she was about to say, and instead gives a little wave.

    "Lunella. How about you?"

Natasha Romanoff has posed:
Natasha Romanoff would smile, "You're not going on about how you want to eat me and you don't seem phased over by the whole rocket wheel thing, so I figure you're from here or Metropolis. And I'm Natalia." She would offer a hand over to shake.

Lunella Lafayette has posed:
    "Born in NYC." the girl replies, and she shakes Natalia's hand.

    "Natalia, huh? Every fictional Natalia I've ever read about's been a spy for the Russians. You're not a spy for the Latverians, are you? 'Cause a coffee house would be a KILLER place for a spy to hang out. People talk about all sorts of stuff without realizing who's around." the girl replies, picking up a raspberry pastry now.

Natasha Romanoff has posed:
She would pff, "As if. That would be way cooler than my current thing. I work for an insurance company doing title searches. When someone buys a home, have to make sure that the personw ho owns the property actually does. It's really, really lsow and boring. The Latverians are scary."

Lunella Lafayette has posed:
    "At least their head of state cares about the state of their education system." Lunella counters, "The Schools of DOOM fail no one." she attempts to sound scary saying that. "The Science Labs of DOOM. The Hot Lunch of DOOM. Could go on for a while." she gives a wry smile over to Natalia, and she shrugs her shoulders.

    "Title searches can be interesting though! LIke, what happens when you find out who was selling the home doesn't actually own it? What happens then? Like you send investigators out and there's massive firefights with evil home-occupying vagrants?"

Natasha Romanoff has posed:
Natasha Romanoff would take a moment to search through her mind for what Lunella was talking abuot, then glance over at the large tapestries featuring the reigning monarch/dictator on the wall before breaking over into laughter, "Watch that, I bet he's listening over to us."
    She would smile over at Lunella, "well, generally it's a requirement for a sale to have proof. Sometimes things can get lost track of over time. It's rather common. A title search is often required for a home purchase. Normally the sale is aborted at that point. The homeowner will also often have insurance to cover it as part of the sale. Most of the time it's not malfeasance. It's honestly just lost records or mis-filed things."

Lunella Lafayette has posed:
    "Sssssooooo... no evil, home-occupying squatters?" she asks with a small smile, and she gives a shrug.

    "I mean, I'm gen Y. I'll probably never own a house." she states with a shrug.

    The fact that she has to find enough funds to feed a VERY LARGE DINOSAUR not withstanding.

    "What if it was malfeasance though? I'm assuming that means 'someone did something bad on purpose." she rotates a finger in the air. "Is there like, forensic work to try and figure out what happened that you do?"

Natasha Romanoff has posed:
Natasha would laugh, "Also that. Almost everywhere in the city is penthouses and renting. I have a very small cubicle which I think used to be someone's rent controlled closet space. It's not home but it has no cockroaches and most of the things in it are functioning so I call it a win. So what are you studying?" She would nod over at Lunella.
    "Very rarely on purpose. Records can stretch back decades and a lot of them will be on paper rather than digital."

Lunella Lafayette has posed:
    "Oh. Ah. Engineering. For a school project." definitely not considering adding a glider and sizing up for Devil Dinosaur.

    "I mean I'll be going to college next fall..." finances willing "so there's a lot of studying I gotta do. Gotta keep up them grades." she states, and she purses her lips and gives a shrug of her shoulders again.

    "My man was right hwen he said the rent was too dang high. Think superhero insurance is causing the latest jump?" she questions thoughtfully.

Natasha Romanoff has posed:
Natasha Romanoff would look over at Lunella, "So, uh.. What sort of a school project has you hang gliding and needing engineering books?" She would go to play up the role of someone that was just accepting this was weird and then moving on with the conversation.
    "And I doubt it. Superhero insurance has always been built into the market. Look how long the Fantastic Four and Superman have been around. Decades."

Lunella Lafayette has posed:
    "Theoretical distrobution of weight contingent on flutter and the economics of lateral air resistence." Lunella responds with a lit tle grin, and she rests her chin on her palm as she looks back to Natasha.

    "Yeah I know, Metropolis has some iiiinteresting breaks in their tax codes for it. School economics project." she shrugs, and then tilts her chair back, and stretches her arms up over her head.

Natasha Romanoff has posed:
That would have Natasha looking over in total confusion. "But doesn't flying like that sound.. Dangerous? I mean, there's a lot of air traffic already." Supervillains, helicopters reporting on supervillains, people launching themself up into the air with giant cannons..