14205/I Can Sprite All Night

I Can Sprite All Night
Date of Scene:	21 February 2023
Location:	The Public House - Hellfire Club
Synopsis:	Emma asks Sprite for help with the body switching. Sprite is amused.
Cast of Characters:	Emma Frost, Sprite

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Emma Frost has posed:
Emma Frost is sitting over in one of the smaller booths in the club. Sh'es paid the cover charge and is enjoying some time to herself. She has, however, sent over to Sprite a request to the trickster to meet here. Emma's promised some snacks and a treat in return for the favor.

Sprite has posed:
    Sprite is happy to oblige. Since it's the Hellfire Club, she's chosen to wear a lovely dress, done in a more sixties cut and style. She's just picked a time period, and besides, slender was in then. It plays to her strengths. She enters, approaching as she heads for the table where Emma is. "Ms. Frost." she offers.

Emma Frost has posed:
Emma Frost would smile to Sprite, "Thank you. I wouldn't ask for something if it wasn't important, so I appreciate it. I've.. Encountered several pepole that have had thier consciousness switched amongst bodies. All's the more confusing it doesn't even seem to be a direct exchange."

Sprite has posed:
    Sprite looks surprised at the news. And then grins. "Well, isn't that a wonderful joke. I'd love to take credit for it, but I'm afraid I'm not behind this one. Definitely something I would do, though." She flags one of the waitstaff, and orders a glass of wine. "As far as fixing it, you're likely better qualified than I am."

Emma Frost has posed:
Emma Frost would nod over, "Yes. It's rather hostile. The thing is it seems to be magical in nature. NOt psionic, not scientific.. I was told it involved a dream involving the Hulk punching a wizard. Now a dozen or so people are in different bodies."

Sprite has posed:
    That gets a laugh. "Who do you know of?" Sprite steeples her fingers. "Who is having to cope with such a delightful dilemma?" She swirls the wine in the glass, first one direction, then the other.

Emma Frost has posed:
Emma Frost would sigh, "I'm not sure you've met her, but.. Divine. My.. Employee." The big Goth Power Girl clone. "She's currently in the body of.. Have you ever seen one of those goo-like alien sybmtioes that are made of mostly blades? She's in the body of one of those. And I haven't had luck tracking her original body down either. I'd presume the Hulk is involved." She would note dryly. "Because of course punching someone in a dream involves him."

Sprite has posed:
    That gets a faint smile. "Interesting. But only those two? Surely there must be more. And more interesting ones. At least you got away scot-free. Likely your mental strength." Sprite comments. "No one's tried finding the Hulk?"

Emma Frost has posed:
Emma Frost would nod, "At least a dozen. I'm not sure who. I don't have an idea of the specifics beyond whomever has Divine's body and the one that she's in. A Kim Hayes. We haven't had luck tracking down much further. So there's nto enough information to say what the pattern is if any. Divine said she was having a dream, remembers teh Hulk punching a sorceress wearing purple with white hair.. Then woke up in another body."

Sprite has posed:
    Sprite smiles. "So...the real question. Why tell me? Are you looking for my help? Did you think I was behind it? Or did you just feel like playing newswoman?" She sips her wine again. She enjoys her verbal banter with Emma, largely because she can't get into Emma's head.

Emma Frost has posed:
Emma Frost would lean in, "I hardly think you were behind it. This is too random. Darling, you are an artist. Your chaos is planned and spontaneous, has a flair. This is just someone throwing things at random. There's no pattern to it, just anarchy. As someone that puts so much effort into making a tapestry, you should be offended at someone doing something so juvenile and -random-."

Sprite has posed:
    "/Ah/." Sprite says, amused. "Trying to enlist me with a sense of offense. Perhaps it will work. Perhaps not." She drains the rest of the wine. "I am the trickster, after all. I suppose I can't have amateurs ruining my good name. On the other hand...it would be delicious to watch it play out. All right, Miss Frost. I suppose we'll see how it goes." She moves to stand.

Emma Frost has posed:
Emma Frost would smile over at Sprite, "I suppose so. But also deliscious then to figure out what's going on so you can copy it at some point, correct?" Emma would fold her hands together. "And so you can play your own version next time that's not so -random-." She would smile. "Unless you're going to let someone take all the attention away from you with something so freeform and let your own schemes be forgotten."

Sprite has posed:
    Sprite smiles, and lifts her glass, as if in toast. Then, just like that, she vanishes, the glass falling to the ground and breaking.