15029/Devilish Chase

Devilish Chase
Date of Scene:	29 May 2023
Location:	Harlem Rooftop
Synopsis:	Mr. Sprinkles the demon goat guy gets one two'd and sent back to hell.
Cast of Characters:	Charlotte Gage-Radcliffe, Cindy Moon

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Charlotte Gage-Radcliffe has posed:
    Lot of strange things can be seen in New York City in any dimension in the multiverse. This is as true here as everywhere that super powered, mythical, mystical, or otherwise roost.

    In particular this evening there is a particularly odd sight indeed. Swear to god there is this redhaired young woman wearing torn jeans, combat boots, and a Wonder Woman hoodie that looks like it has recently been in a sword fight based on the gashes, running full speed across the rooftops.

    The gaps between the roofs are either leaped, or when the gap is much too far apart she leaps, then vanishes in a cloud of pinkish purple smoke and appears on the roof ahead.

    The reason for the all out dash looks like a beast up ahead of her about the size of a goat, with small wings, and blackish red fur, that is leaping ... much like a goat .. from roof to roof trying to get away from her.

    At on point the young woman teleports ahead of its path and tries to cut it off, but the thing nimbly pivots and leaps to another building instead able to corner fast.

Cindy Moon has posed:
People sell pictures of their feet to pay off student loan debt.

This is not even that weird, based on the risk assestment algorithm.

There was a 75% chance Silk was going to run into some bloke dressed as a garbage can, running around calling himself the Dumpster King. While Cindy doesn't necessarily trust the computer spitting out these facts, for a variety of reasons, it's hard to argue with given the evidence.

Case and point.

A goat being chased by... a... teleporter.

It just happens that Silk was leaning against the side of a building, stuck by her feet cutting to one side, and a hand laid against the bricks. The other was sending a text that she would pick up dinner on her way home...

    ... Might better record House Wives of Gotham City, I could be a while.

She leaps from the side of the building and swings off after the redhead, coming off her line in a back-flip that lands her against another building not far from where Charlie is currently running, "Why are you chasing live stock on the roof? Is this some kind of odd therapy?"

Charlotte Gage-Radcliffe has posed:
    Charlie comes up short when Silk lands against a building, keeping one eye on the running... goat... question mark... honestly this close to it one can make out the stubby little wings. She does pause though to glance at Silk and blink a touch. "Oh hey ... that ... is a very cool trick.. the whole ..." she gestures. "Also no not goat yoga... a demon name Prickles.. well I've been calling him prickles... hold on.. I need to punch him in his smug face..."

    She vanishes in another poof of smoke and is on the next roof, again in front of prickles the goat. Demon. Goat Demon. Still her fist is drawn back and when it connects with the creatures snoot there is a flash of scarlet red light as the traceries in the young woman's gloves light up arcane runes that were not visible on the yellow weighted leather form of the gloves just a moment ago.

    Prickles squeels in pain, that sounds more .. human than goat as it goes backwards head over... tail... yeah that is a forked spade of a tail on that.. goat...

    

Cindy Moon has posed:
"Thanks, okay, seeya..." In rapid succession when Charlie compliments, then disappears in a puff of pink smoke. A hand waves at it, through it, and then fires a line to drag her in the direction she can sense the action happening. Once again she lands, but this time it's in a crouch atop a stairwell. Knees bent, arms laid on her corded, moosicooloor thighs.

Watching from over the, quite frankly terrible, mask she's wearing. It's just a red scarf around the bottom portion of her face. The thing has a habit of falling down around her neck when she's not paying attention, like just now. It did the falling thing.

No mask Cindy Moon.

Black hair dangling around her face, staring with brown eyes at the tumbling, fork-tailed, human squealing goat thingy. "Slow it down Sprinkles!" She fires a web, real quick, from her fingertips. A trio of them, actually, attempting to pin up his back legs to keep him from going Olympic runner on her again.

"That'll do, Pig."

Charlotte Gage-Radcliffe has posed:
    Charlie seems to be watching Prickles or Sprinkles as he has now been dubbed tumble and then suddenly there is a profuse amount of verry strong webbing pinning him to the roof. "Ooh.. that is an even better trick." she says with a laugh, nodding. "Also... nice." at the quip. Good quips are nice to run into.

    She walks closer to the webbed Sprinkles. "Okay Sprinkles.... quit running....." she pops her neck and peers down at him. "Not.. that I .. well I mean.. not that you can right now. Still. On principle." she is ..very talkative.

    She glances at Cindy. "So.. oh hey.." she gestures sort of making a tug up gesture about the scarf. I mean yeah she got a very good look but she is seeming to try to be helpful about it. "So, one of the webbed folk of New York I take it... I've read a lot about you on capewatch, though also the Bugle.. is it me or is JJJ a real jerkface?" she pulls her hoodie up as she talks, revealing a very yellow utlity belt, almost iconic really. It does go well with the gloves poking out of her wonder woman hoodie sleeves. She starts fishing in a large pouch. "Lets see... where is the gem..."

    Sprinkles meanwhile starts to plead "Noooo .. come on .. come on.. lemme go... I won't hurt no one.. you don't have to .. you really don't miss... just let me go..."

Cindy Moon has posed:
Oh her mask.

Cindy doesn't bother reaching for it, instead just shrugging indifferently at the acknowledgement that it had fallen. "It's a dumb disguise, but I don't like things covering my face." Motioning at the upper portion, "Besides, it's more of a vibe thing. Anyone tracks me back to my place is going to have a hard time explaining to my Kryptonian roommate why they're engaging in a little Bee and eee."

A forward back-bend brings her down off the wall, walking towards Charlie and Sparkles, nudging at the goat thief with her white tipped, black booted, toe. "Relax Oinkman." Distractedly, squinting brown eyes at Charlie.

"Oh... yeah, web people." Catching on to what she meant with a glance down at the silhouette of a spider on her chest, then back up once again. "JJJ doesn't really know about me, but Spidey is kind of a Jerk, so there's a pretty solid chance some of what he says about him is right."

Waving a finger, absently, even thoughtfully one might say.. "Let me tell you who's a REAL prick. The second best writer at TV guide. That jackass keeps saying really harsh things about me in his little-" Fingers wiggle, "-Periodical."

A beat pause, "If you can call it that."

"Who has TV guide subscriptions in twenty twenty three?"

Charlotte Gage-Radcliffe has posed:
    "Ugn.. never meet your heros. It's unfortunate to hear that Spidey is a jerk." she finally fishes out a red gem from the pouch and looks at it holding it up to the moonlight.

    She blinks and looks back down though at Cindy. "I would definitely not mess with a Kryptonian anything...." she notes approvingly. Then pauses. "Wait... someone in TV Guide is taking the time to trash on you... that seems surprisingly odd to be honest... like what did you do... spoil a TV show?" she is definitely more than a touch puzzled. "Also .. does TV guide write about streaming shows in 2023..."

    She crouches down holding the gem. "Ah knock it off ... you know you messed around and found out." not sayng the curse words. Too wholesome way too wholesome this one."

    She then mutters something that sounds a bit latiny and touches the gem to the webbed up goatman. There is a flash of crimson light and a scream from the bound up goat demon.... some smell of sulfer... then with a cracking boom... the webs are empty except for a smattering of brimstone dust.

Cindy Moon has posed:
"Well, not a total jerk, just kind of a jerk. I'm sure he'd be very swell to you, or anyone that isn't me." Silk has her own personal things with the Friendly Neighborhood Spider-Man. Which are too extensive and personal to get into while watching an exorcism .. or whatever this is. She stands with her hip jutting and her arms crossed, watching behind a curtain of black hair brushing across the side of her face on a gentle breeze.

"Probably. Otherwise, why do they even still release new issues." Her hands unfold to do a little shrug action, then recross. Lips quirking to the side.

"It's a weird story, but they caught my saying shit at a comic-con.. the anime con, anyways." Glancing down sheepishly, "But I didn't know who he was, he was listening, I said shit, in costume, next day? Silk is a potty mouth.." Waving a hand in the air.

"I'm not saying he's a very good writer, I'm just saying he doesn't like me."

Charlotte Gage-Radcliffe has posed:
    She tugs her hoodie down covering her utility belt. The red gem is no where to be seen after the flash of light and all that. Maybe it was consumed in the ... hopefully excorcism or the goatman is very much dust now. Hard to say for sure without asking.

    "Anime convention.. that sounds fun." she looks curious. "Ooh.. man I never thought about going to one of those in costume.. or a cape-con... wonder if people would even want pics with me if I was in all my gear..."

    Anyhow she thrusts hand towards you. "Thanks for the assist on getting the demon to hold still.. he was trying to get people to make bad deals ... someone he bamboozled asked for help and knew enought to get word to the League."

    Belatedly "My names Misfit, well my callsign."

Cindy Moon has posed:
Cindy scratches her scalp with fingers sweeping back through her long dark hair, pulling it out of her face in a pool around spread fingers. Silky and smooth, it falls right back across it, however. Not that she minds, it's more out of habit than necessity.

Smiling, if a little awkwardly. "I get that a lot. Not being recognized, I mean. I mostly just fight muggers and stuff. Leave the big criminals to the bigger names." Motioning around the rooftops of Harlem, "My little slice of heaven, as they say."

Do people really say that?

Doesn't matter, she takes the hand and shakes once. "Silk. I don't remember where it came from, but..." Once her hand is released, she wiggles the fingers indicating that's probably why it came from.

"Oh, yeah, no problem. Can't let someone chase a demon goat alone, you know? I'm not a savage... we live in a society here." Grinning, this time a bit less awkwardly. "Anyhow.." Both hands come up, thumbing over her shoulder.

"You good? I need to pick up some din-din before I get home. Fiance doesn't like sitting around, she'll definitely start watching Real Housewives of Gotham without me."

Charlotte Gage-Radcliffe has posed:
    "Silk, well nice to meetcha. Also yeah I should be good... I think this one was operating alone based on what little sluething I did." she does not do enough sluething by half."

    A bright smile. "Well tell you fiancee hi and that you helped with a demon problem.... it is a very good excuse for being late with dinner or to a date I've been told." sage nod.

    She steps back from SIlk, does a jaunty little salute, and is gone in another burst of pinkish purple smoke.

    Odd girl.

Cindy Moon has posed:
"She's going to get tired of hearing that excuse." Silk says, absolutely deadpan.

Until hse breaks into a grin and shakes her head, "Kidding. Kidding." Hands up, then hands back down. She too takes a step back, but it's up onto the ledge. She was going to do this whole cool, Chris Angel fall, turn, and swing thing... But Charlie just disappears into purple smoke.

"Huh.." She nods, turns, and jumps off to begin the swing back up-town.

"You know what, no. I'm taking the subway."

New York life Baaaa-beeeee.