14313/Studying In The Study

Studying In The Study
Date of Scene:	03 March 2023
Location:	Avengers Mansion - Study
Synopsis:	Tigra reveals to Cap that she's not actually Tigra, but is instead a body-swapped June Connor.
Cast of Characters:	Steve Rogers, June Connor

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Steve Rogers has posed:
As the day draws near to noon, Steve Rogers can be found in the Avengers study. He has a series of maps spread across a table, and a few books sit here and there, some closed and others open to pages.

One of the staff has just dropped off some food, the aroma of which might be noticed even by someone who doesn't have a great sense of smell. In this case it is chicken strips, but freshly fried so that delicious scent is wafting. There are three little bowls that look to hold bbq sauce, honey mustard, and sweet and sour sauce.

Steve is mostly occupied with the maps, though he grabs one of the chicken strips, checking it's not too hot before dipping into the honey mustard and taking a bite. He lets out a happy sigh as if he'd worked up an appetite.

June Connor has posed:
    When June left the mansion in Tigra's body, she didn't really expect to come back. Thinking things through has never been ther strong suit. It's odd to her that she's able to enter the mansion. There's no alerts for a trespasser, no defenses. She can just...walk in. She's got a knapsack over her shoulders, and a T-shirt with the Strokes on it. It's decidedly too small, and is faded from too many trips to the wash so that the black is more of a charcoal gray.

    She walks through the mansion, still mostly unfamiliar with the layout. She has to tell somebody about this, but where are they all? She enters the study, and stops when she sees Steve. Great, of all the Avengers she could find, it's the one she went and slapped on the butt for her own amusement as she was running off. She hesitates, not sure whether she should speak or just keep looking for a different one.

Steve Rogers has posed:
Steve pours over the maps, seeming to refer back and forth between two of them. He pulls out what looks like a satellite or perhaps aerial photo and compares. This is stuff that would probably be done by most people on a computer in this day and age. But Steve Rogers is working with the paper copies, pausing to dab the chicken strip into the sauce again and take a bite.

He glances up as he catches a bit of movement with his peripheral vision. "Greer," he says, nodding towards her before turning his attention back to the maps. "How are you today?" he asks her. "Feel free to grab a piece of chicken if you want. Cutting them like this is rather convenient."

June Connor has posed:
    "Oh yeah, thanks," June answers, walking up to Steve, it seems required now that he actually spoke to her. "So um, I got something weird to say," she starts awkwardly, eyeing the chicken wings. "I'm...not actually Greer." She winces with the admission. "But!" she adds quickly to make sure she's not interpreted as some evil villain here to take over the Avengers. "Not on purpose, I didn't kidnap her or whatever. I um, woke up with the wrong body? I'm not crazy. Dammit. I should have rehearsed something for this."

Steve Rogers has posed:
Steve picks up a glass of iced tea. He almost always has coffee, though sometimes he takes another drink with a meal. His empty coffee mug is sitting nearby. He sips the iced tea as his eyes return to Greer as she makes her admission.

"That, really seems to be going around," he comments to her. "You aren't the first, or second or third we've heard of that is affected," he says. "So, who are you exactly then, ma'am. Assuming you're a ma'am. Which, hasn't always been the case so far, actually."

Steve swivels in his chair a bit to face Greer more directly.

June Connor has posed:
    "Really?" June asks, a little surprised. "Well, I guess that makes this a little easier," she says, relaxing at the thought that this is a known phenomenon. "I'm June Co-" she stops, and seems to be trying to think of something. Does she have any active warrants right now? Best play it safe. "I'm June. So I'm not sure, I am guessing she probably has my body or something, which, kinda sucks for her. "I'm just a nobody, so no cool powers or anything." She unshoulders the pack and drops it, then tugs down on the shirt that doesn't fit properly. If it's hers, it's likely that June is quite a big smaller than Tigra.

    "So has anyone claiming to be her come around her or anything?"

Steve Rogers has posed:
"Not that I know of, June," Steve tells her. "Though we've been putting out word for anyone that has encountered something unusual like this to contact us. I would imagine she'll reach out to us as soon as she can," he tells her.

"I can't say for sure what it is like to be Tigra, but it would probably be best if you're careful. You could potentially break something, or hurt people, for not knowing your strength or speed," he tells her. "You're welcome to stay here. We believe we might have an idea who was involved in causing it to happen and are trying to track them down," he replies.

June Connor has posed:
    Tigra's form shrugs. "I guess. It kinda feels good bein' her in some ways. People seem to like you better when you're an Avenger than when you're me." At the news that there's a plan to reverse the issue, she nods, though she doesn't realize that the tail behind her indicates her mood as it droops. "Okay, that's probably good," she says, shoving her hands in the sweatpants. She laughs. "Never thought I'd talk to Steve Rogers unless he was getting ready to kick my ass," she muses aloud.

Steve Rogers has posed:
Steve Rogers gives June a gentle smile. "Well, I'd hope that wouldn't have been a reason we would talk," he tells her. "Tigra has a room here that you can stay in, in the meantime. Is there any thing we can help with? Any loved ones that you need to speak to so they don't worry about you, that sort of thing?" he asks. "Also, have you had any contact from Greer? She hasn't called you or something along those lines?" he asks Tigra.

June Connor has posed:
    "No, but to be fair, I don't really travel in circles with superheroes," June comments. "I don't think I'd be the kind of person you'd hang out with. All this," she indicates the room and perhaps the mansion as a whole. She looks like she is about to describe why, but stops. "Anyway. Kind of nice to borrow this life, even if it sounds like it'll be just for a little bit."

Steve Rogers has posed:
Steve rises from his chair. "There's a training room in the basement that one of us can take you down to and let you try out. I'd suggest being careful if you do wish to try it. Stay out of the combat drills, and work your way up gradually with strength so you don't tear a muscle or something. While Greer's body is capable of a lot, it still has limits. As do we all," he says with that still-gentle smile he's giving her.

"The kitchen staff can prepare most things you might want. I... honestly I don't know if Greer has particular tastes that differ from the rest of us. I mean she eats the same kind of meals the rest of us do, but I don't know if she has particular tendencies towards certain foods, now that I think about it," Steve adds with a quiet chuckle. "We're working on trying to figure out what happened and let people get to normal before anything unfortunately might happen."

June Connor has posed:
    "Sounds like a good excuse to eat all the fattening garbage I don't get to usually," June says with a smirk. "I know how to work out, don't worry about that part," she comments. "You aren't really what I thought you'd be like. You are way more...normal than I see heroes on the news and stuff. I always got the impression you'd be like...I dunno, a self-righteous prick."

Steve Rogers has posed:
Steve Rogers's lips do their best not to work into a grin at June's comment. "Thank you. I certainly try not to be," he tells her, his blue eyes alight a bit with that mild amusement he got from the comment.

Steve gathers up the maps and papers that he was studying. Getting them into an organized pile then returning them to a folder to hold them. Then closes up the various books he had lying around for reference. "I suppose a little old-fashioned still clings to me," he says in what could be construed by many as a great understatement.

June Connor has posed:
    June nods, looking around the room, it's almost like an assessment. Not random. Still, it's clear that the setting has her intimidated. "Oh, and I'm sorry about the ass slap," she says. "Yeah you are from like...World War 2 and all, so you probably think this whole world has gone batshit crazy." She smugly considers it. "Probably are right, too."

Steve Rogers has posed:
Steve just makes a gesture that could be interpreted as not worry about it, towards June. "Well, I've caught up as best I can on history. With how things have gone? With the Cuban Missile Crisis and some of the wars fought. And some of these situations I've heard of where computer glitches made countries think a nuclear attack had been launched? Really I'm just kind of glad that we've made it as far as we have," he tells her. "Many points along the way, it could have been far worse. And that's why groups like the Avengers need to be here, and vigilant," he tells June quietly.

June Connor has posed:
    An arch of the brow, "Uh yeah," June answers, a little uncomfortable with the statement for an unrevealed reason. "Well, good job Cap," she says with a thumbs up approval, the little claw on the thumb sticking out. I guess I better leave you to your...hero stuff," she says, backing up in an almost bowing out maneuver. "Thanks for bein' cool about this and not lockin' me in some cell until you get Tigra back to bein' herself and all."