15127/Rainbow Rollers!

Rainbow Rollers!
Date of Scene:	11 June 2023
Location:	Brighton Beach
Synopsis:	What starts as a friendly neighborhood pop-up roller rink ends with a couple of fine young ladies taking out the trash.
Cast of Characters:	Bunny Macleod, Jane Roe

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Bunny Macleod has posed:
    They've moved wooden barriers in the way, they've erected hastily-made food stalls selling deep fried objects of unidentifiable origin, ice cream that's more than a little melty, and there's definitely folks in the audience who are selling items of ill repute. Rainbow lights are set up lighting the side sof some roughly treated buildings.

    People are skating all around, wearing jeans, shorts, protection, but there's a flashy skater among them. She's wearing a helmet with an inflatable unicorn horn meant for torturing cats on it, an iridescent rainbow tank top and a ballet tutu skirt with every-color-under-the-sun bits of tule in it, along with a pair of skates covered in bright reflective pineapples. Even her skate wheels are lighting up and flashing as she skates backwards, singing along to 'Girls just Wanna have Fun!'

Jane Roe has posed:
Pinching the brigge of their nose another face appears in the dressing area, putting on classic skates with poison green wheels before she slowly slips into the weel rink. In contrast to most others, the noe skater keeps *some* bag on her, a hardcase strapped to the back. Well, more a flat Pelican one, straps over the shoulders and around the waist keeping it where it was. A few moments she works up speed to not hang behind in the flow...

Then the Music cuts a moment and the Spice Girls becomes Avril Lavigne's Sk8er Boi, the neon green wheels of the young woman in Suzuki jacket appearing to leave streaks of light in the black light from one of the illumination rigs.

Bunny Macleod has posed:
    "HEY! What the hell--" someone with a beat up Macbook replies, and tries to take his playlist back over, damnit, grumbling quietly.

    The brightly clad young lady takes notice of the trailing light, and she skates backwards as she gives a bright grin.

    "Nice bag!" she greets her, "And love the color of your wheels! What's the color code? Where can I get them?!" she brightly smiles to Jane.

Jane Roe has posed:
"Hashtag Three Nine Foxtrot Foxtrot One Four." comes the answer of the short haired woman, letting her momentum carry her for some moments, raising the other high enough to allow one wheel to baaarely spin out and indicate that it was wearing the black marking of the size and manufacturer. Not exactly standard, but also not special made.

The playlist does allow taking control back after the song is through, the flails of the DJ earning an amused wink from Jane. "Where you got your rainbow?"

Bunny Macleod has posed:
    The DJ resumes his playlist with a scowl towards the equipment, and then The Crystal Method comes on. Pulling out some oldies, the remix booming with bass as the skaters cheer.

    "Nice. Hex code?" she grins, and she crouches, sliding one foot forward to balance herself and roll a bit more before she straightens up.

    "My rainbow's natural~." she jokes, and then she holds up a battery pack tucked in her glove.

    "Some LED's my brother kitbashed from a convention. I'm Bunny!" she introduces herself. "First time at one of our meet ups?"

Jane Roe has posed:
"As long as the wheels stay stable and in line with size, you could put a helicarrier in them for all I care - those glow rad." Jane remarks, eying the DJ a moment as he mixes to a more specific nieche.

"What's yea call?"

Bunny Macleod has posed:
    "What's my what?" Bunny asks, her head tilting a moment as she gives a small laugh as she looks back up to Jane.

    "Are you tryin' to ask me for my phone number or somethin'? 'Cause I have to get my boyfriend's and girlfriend's okay to give that out." She jokes brightly.

Jane Roe has posed:
"Nah, your handle, girl. What's your callsign?" Jane replies with a smirk, speeding up twice before offering a fistbump. "Not that it matters much."

Bunny Macleod has posed:
    Bunny laughs, fistbumping back to Jane before she gives a shrug.

    "You make it sound like I'm some sorta superhero!" the short, pink-haired girl replies. "But my handle online? It's At-StrawberryQuikBunneh -- spelled like the drink and BUnneh with an E H at the end." she replies to Jane.

Jane Roe has posed:
"Ain't we all some kinda hero of our own stories?" Jane jokes back, nodding at the name. And promptly opens the feed for herself, taking a short moment of just keeping th ebalance before pulling back to speed. "So why don't I call you Bunny then, hm? Vermillion. Like the color. Or the eye of some Beast from Star Wars."

Bunny Macleod has posed:
    "Nah, some of us are just the supporting rolls." BUnny grins as she picks up speed, dodging between other skaters with the same natural grace as someone would walk.

    "Everyone calls me Bunny. Vermillion though? That's a nice color. Isn't that supposed to be like, blood red? That deep sorta scarlet?"

Jane Roe has posed:
"Aye, Redder than a Laigrek's Eye!" Jane quips against the noise of the skate rink. "Also Cinnibar and red lacquer. Plus, the color of a mythical not-phoenix bird."

"With a handle like that why shouln't people call you bunny? That is, they could call you Usagi instead, because, dang, Usagi Jojimbo was rad."

Bunny Macleod has posed:
    "'Cause then everyone's gonna think I'm Sailor Moon!" the girl with the rainbow skates laughs, and points to the pink hair coming out from under her helmet.

    "OBVIOUSLY I'm Chibi Moo-" she begins, and she gives a loud squawk as someone knocks into her, sending her tumbling to the side. She brings out one hand, a flash of rainbow shield beneath it before she cartwheels, lands on her feet, and rolls against a barrier.

    "Heh! Little kids don't belong in the grown-up ring! Why don't you disappear?"

Jane Roe has posed:
Jane needs to evade the rowdy herself, almost dropping to the deck as she uses her protectors to skid underneath the arm of them, then gets back to her feet. The cartwheeling is much more spectacular, but Jane does pull to the side barrier afterwards too, flippijng off the guy that made Bunny fly. "Can't you look where you drive?!"

Bunny Macleod has posed:
    "I don't gotta look where I drive when the skaters are tall enough to be seen! Maybe she oughta wear stilts!" he laughs, flipping Jane off back.

    And then he knocks into another skater, sending them over the barricade.

    "Grrrr --" Bunny gives a low sound, curling her arms slightly as she looks to Vermillion, and whispers: "Wait here."

    And then Bunny hops back to her feet, throws her gloves with the battery pack for her LED's to the side, and kicks off the ground in a hop before she skates at the two laughing bullies with speed.

    "One thing that isn't gonna stand in MY rink --" she begins, and she brings one foot up, turning herself to the side and kicking at the back of his knee --

    "Is a BULLY."

Jane Roe has posed:
As Bunny goes all Rinkmom and ready to strike down, Jane picks up the lost glove, following along on the deck in a more measured pace as she shifts the Pelican case from the back to hanging on her side and fumbling with the carry handle a little. Just to pull out a short item that was lodged in the center and get it into the fist. A short and slender alumium bar with grooves fro the fingers. One of those self-defense bars, barely longer than the closed fist. But for now... she waits.

Bunny Macleod has posed:
    CRACK

    Bunny dodges out of the way fo the falling bully with her eyes narrowed.

    The bully goes down and trips up his friend, and they tumble on one another uneasily before the crowd at the rink parts.

    The DJ cuts the music and appears to be having a minor heart attack.

    "no no no no -- Bunny stop it -- Bunny *come back*--" he can be heard saying above the din as people begin to give some space to the fight that seems to be brewing.

    Bunny's skates lose their glow, and she has her blue eyes narrowed, her lips set in a thin line.

    "So you guys can either behave and be nice, or I'll eject you."

    "Big words for a little piece of crap mutant." the bigger of the two rowdy guys states as he draws up, wiping blood off his face as he looks down. "Maybe we oughta toss you off the pier."

Jane Roe has posed:
Bunny might be be in a bad ood, but Jane? Jane just comes up behind the Bully, that short metal thing in the hand and presses the tip against his lower back. That in itself isn't too painful, but it usually was enough to freeze people, especially with another hand on the shoulder to make any move answered by a poke against the spine.

"You shouldn't even think about that, boy. Because..." A short moment Jane is silent, feeling the phone of the bully in the pocket, then smiling as she spoke again "If you even so much as post anything online about this to get your fake friends over here... People will come and find you, Mutantpuncher36. Or should I say Jerome Bartholomew Alson the second?"

If he nods, she'd release him. But if not... he might just as well stay a little.

Bunny Macleod has posed:
    Jerome Bartholomew Alson II (not Junior, and he would remind everyone about that) feels what he thinks is a gun against his back and then breathes out in a huff when someone whispers his freaking NAME in his ear.

    ". . . aw c'mon, Kyle. This place isn't worth it." he states, and grabbing one of his buddies he turns to make a quick escape.

    Bunny straightens up, and the DJ comes over and grabs her by the shoulder.

    "BERNICE WHY DID YOU ENGAGE WITH THEM?! You could have *outed* yourself." he hisses, and then just hugs her.

    "You're already scaring Dad to death by living with your boyfriend!" he protests.

    Bunny is physically lifted up and she flails a moment, giving a soft cry out.

    "BASTIAN I AM FIIIiiiiiiiinnnneeeee...." she whines. "You're hugging me in front of everybody!!"

Jane Roe has posed:
As the guy slinks away, tail between the legs like a dog (almost literally), Jane grins a moment, spinning the self defense spike around a finger. Not a gun, but still enough to break a spine if applied right.

"Let Bunny get some air, ok?" she suggests to 'Bastian' "She's safe for the moment."

Bunny Macleod has posed:
    Bastian, the DJ, turns and regards Jane with some curiosity, taking a deep breath, and then he lets Bunny down, who wheezes, for effect.

    "Smooth moves. Nice wheels. DJ Baztird."

Jane Roe has posed:
"Vermilon. Like the bird, but no feathers. Now..." Jane points to the edge of the rink. "Let's give the rollers space or do we resume rolling?"