13717/Crossing the Bird

Crossing the Bird
Date of Scene:	02 January 2023
Location:	Morningside Heights
Synopsis:	Monet and Kendra pass flight in the night.
Cast of Characters:	Kendra Saunders, Monet St. Croix

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Kendra Saunders has posed:
New York City is beautiful at sunset, no matter what else is happening in the world. It's been a quiet day, but routines need to be maintained. Gliding over Morningside Heights, a figure resembling a huge bird soars in slow, lazy circles, flying so high that its size is likely to be mistaken by the casual observer.

Hawkgirl is in full costume, including the signature helmet, as she mostly hovers over the city. Kendra has always enjoyed the sun, whether rising or setting. Some would attribute this to her Ancient Egyptian roots and their focus on Ra, the Sun God. While this likely has some merit, it's not something she's spent a lot of time dwelling on.

Monet St. Croix has posed:
She doesn't normally fly patrol, but the skyline is gorgeous on a rare clear night. All lit up. In the distance, there is Times Square. All of the skyscrapers flashing with colors and neon for the New Years. It's a rather peaceful thing and relaxing. So, Monet makes a rare enough exception to her routine. But also she's high enough up she doesn't have to deal with anything closer to the ground.

She goes to take notice of Hawkgirl as the sun goes down, and goes to float over in her direction. She mentally identifies her as a member of the Justice League, going on approach.

Kendra Saunders has posed:
Kendra Saunders catches a glimpse of Monet's descent in her peripheral vision and the mace is already in her hand as recognition settles in. The uniform is a close enough match to those she's seen before. With a light nod, wing feathers make small adjustments and she increases altitude to meet the approaching woman partway.

"You here for the sunset as well?" Hawkgirl asks, examining more closely once the two are within conversation distance.

Monet St. Croix has posed:
Monet St. Croix would glance over at the woman and then give a nod, "Yes, I am." She would watch over the horizon. "The weather is rarely this clear." She would look out into the distance, fondly over. "I do not believe that we have met." SHe would reply over to Hawkgirl, most of her attention being on the sun going down and the reflections out to sea.

Kendra Saunders has posed:
Kendra Saunders spares another glance, hovering without effort while they talk. "We have not. I'm Hawkgirl, a member of SHIELD and the Justice League." The dark-skinned brunette hooks the mace back onto her belt again. "You are flying without wings, which is more common over Metropolis."

Monet St. Croix has posed:
Monet St. Croix would smile just a little, "I would presume given the far more active state of the.. Meta-empowered community in New York that it would be the other way around. A pleasure to make your acquaintance, Hawkgirl. I am M." Just M, apparently. She would float and go to fold her hands together. "I take it there is nothing particularly perilous for you on this evening?"

Kendra Saunders has posed:
Kendra Saunders tilts her head curiously at that, full lips pulling into a wry smile. The helmet covers her face above the cheekbones, but the humor is unmistakable. "Just 'M', like the James Bond character? I'm a huge fan." Without seeming to flap her wings or do anything besides keeping them extended, Kendra eases into a more vertical orientation. "All is quiet on the Eastern Front, as it were."

Monet St. Croix has posed:
Monet St. Croix would smirk over, "Perhaps." She is, however, no director of MI6 no matter how much her ego might relish the ability to preen. "Yes, it is peaceful for now." She's learned never to say that particular phrase openly. It too often ends up badly. She would turn again to take in the skyline, slowly pirouetting. "A rare enough lovely eve. To appreciate." Before the next weather villain comes in and attempts to ensure a permanent ice age.

Kendra Saunders has posed:
Kendra Saunders focuses more of her attention on her new companion, now, perhaps distracted by the slow pirouette. "Which group are you with, M? If you don't mind my asking. It just helps with the patrol report, is all." This isn't only a habit from her former military days, but it's a soft 'requirement' by those who would take an interest in such sky traffic.

Monet St. Croix has posed:
The 'which group are you with' would get a non-answer from M over with "I do". She does mind? M would continue to float, and look out over into the distance to take in the view of the skyline casually over.

Kendra Saunders has posed:
Kendra Saunders's expression becomes more neutral at that, but she nods slowly. "Then may our next meeting be under similarly quiet conditions, M." she replies. "Enjoy your evening." And with that, Hawkgirl half-furls her wings and tucks into a dive, accelerating rapidly away.

Monet St. Croix has posed:
Monet St. Croix would nod over at Kendra, "I wish you a lovely flight for the remainder of your patrol, Lady. May you find many other evenings as peaceful and spectactular as this one without any immedaite threats to worry upon. Thank you for the company."