14343/Mr. Green! Mr. Green!

Mr. Green! Mr. Green!
Date of Scene:	07 March 2023
Location:	Blake House
Synopsis:	Thomas calls Mike for help with an unruly demon. What Thomas forgot is who Mike is piloting at the moment. The demon is behaving now.
Cast of Characters:	Michael Hannigan, Thomas Blake

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Michael Hannigan has posed:
Considering the going ons of the past few weeks, Mike has been reasonably careful not to do anything that might be alarming for most. Save for the walk to the tea shop, he's taken steps to ensure that any and all outings involving his newfound body be in the Bruce Banner form. And today is no different.

So it is the small scientist that Thomas met in the bar that comes up to his doorstep today. A concerned look is set upon his features as he knocks. Considering just who has interests in what the Hulk is doing, it must be some emergency for Thomas to be inviting Mike in Bruce over to his home on such short notice.

Thomas Blake has posed:
Thomas Blake invited Mike over in Bruce's body? More like he thought he heard all was well, good prevailed. Huzzah! What the hell do they get the big bucks for? Call Zatanna! WTF. Thomas, however has other concerns. He'd texted to Mike to come down to the basement. In the basement Thomas has several bowls set out in front of the furnace. The access panel is open and a black tentacle with red highlights is reaching out and gingerly inspecting a bowl, fuel oil apparently. The tentacle flips the bowl over splattering Thomas who grabs the appendage. He fusses with it trying to get a better grip. "We don't make a mess! I could just let you starve... hey quit it, I'm not playing you son of a... I'll feed you in chunks to my tiger you brat. You didn't even try the kerosene!"

Michael Hannigan has posed:
Not getting an immediate response, Mike fishes out the phone once more. "...Basement. Great." Giving a sigh, he tries the front door to find it unlocked. Hopefully Rasputin's in a sociable mood.

Making sure the door is closed behind him, he heads over to the basement steps. Hearing Thomas yelling at something that is apparently NOT Rasputin, the scientist's brow raises. "Tom?" He calls down, already taking the first step, "You alright?"

Thomas Blake has posed:
Thomas Blake puts his feet on either side of the open access. He glares at the creature and pulls a knife. "I will cut your tentacles, fry them and make you watch me eat them! Rrrrr. Also I will feed some of you the tiger. Ack... will you try the kerosene aggggghhhh not the face!" More tentacles snake out around the man's ankles. The main arm tries to cover Thomas' eyes. "Imma kill you Pixieeeeeee!"

Michael Hannigan has posed:
There are certain phrases that causes for one to move quicker. While they may vary by the person, a friend yelling out 'aggggh not the face!' seems to be on the list for Mike in Bruce. There's the sound of light footsteps coming down the stairs. although the last few seem much heavier, stomping the basement floor.

"LEAVE TOM ALONE!" A loud roar of discontent reverberates against the basement walls as a large green hand grabs at the tentacles grabbing at Thomas.

Hopefully this is what Thomas called Mike over to do because it appears that the large monster in the basement is trying to serve an eviction notice to the OTHER monster in the basement.

Thomas Blake has posed:
Thomas Blake . o O ("LEAVE TOM ALONE!")

That can't be good. Thomas tilts his head back to see the Jade Giant descent the concrete stairs.

Yeeeeeesss he was right. Not good. Aside from external validation. The fire monster meeps and retracts its tentacles, leaving s number of ugly ring marks on Thomas' tanned flesh. The access panel slams shut.

"Fucking coward!"

In a distinctly feline manner thomas rolls to his feet knife in hand. In a distinctly unfeline manner he flees down the access tunnel to the tiger pen. "Please not the house! we'll have to live in the pool house with Gabby and Bellona!!"

A little slack. It's the fucking Hulk.

Michael Hannigan has posed:
With the monster retreating into the furnace, Hulk stares at it. Giving a rumble of a growl, he watches as Tom seems to run away from him. And yet the large rage machine seems to stay put, not pursuing.

Well not physically. The voice does quite well following after the reformed villain. "TOM. IT'S MIKE!"

Thomas Blake has posed:
Thomas Blake stops. He goes back down the tunnel, feet padding so lightly Superman wouldn't hear. Unless he tried. After all it's his house. And his furnace, and water heater, and bug out bag(s). Also he wasn't going to lead the Hulk to Rasputin, now padding behind him. The tiger's entire attitude proclaiming, what the hell?

Rasputin presses past him and sticks his face in the basement. Then he quickly beats a retreat to his pen.

"Fucking coward. I'm surrounded by cowards." He peeks into the basement.

Michael Hannigan has posed:
As Thomas pads his way back, the Hulk folds his arms, tilting his head to give a long drawn out sigh. Eyes rolling. He brings a hand up, pinching the bridge of his nose. "Didn't we cover this at the Wick?" He asks once he's sure the silence means Tom's either listening, or he's about to make a soliloquy. "Body swapping? Who did you think would show up when you messaged me?"

Thomas Blake has posed:
Thomas Blake glares. "I thought either a science nerd or a music nerd! Not this! God... you were science dweeb when saw you last. Oh... you're back..." He points to a tentacle dipping into the bowl of kerosene and sucking it up greedily. He sits against the wall and slides down. 'If this is retirement to a quiet, honest life', Thomas thinks, 'I'm going villain again. It's less stressful.'

Michael Hannigan has posed:
"A science nerd who turns INTO the Hulk. When given proper motivation." Mike reminds. The Hulk head looks over to the tentacle drinking kerosene, giving a low warning growl should it decide to cause problems again. "I do not like those who try and hurt friends."

Mike in Hulk looks over to Thomas, "So what did you need help with?"