15137/THERE CAN BE ONLY -- oh there's a brother

THERE CAN BE ONLY -- oh there's a brother
Date of Scene:	13 June 2023
Location:	22B - Tommy's Apartment
Synopsis:	Bastian Macleod brings Bunny home after the former gets jumped with bad affects. He's a bit stunned to learn that his sister was indeed telling the truth about a boyfriend and a girlfriend, her boyfriend being sort of a prince, girlfriend being a superhero, having a baby dinosaur and, in fact becoming a hero herself. And weirdly he's still the family disappointment.
Cast of Characters:	Bunny Macleod, Gabby Kinney

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Bunny Macleod has posed:
    One of the doubtful benefits of having a super sense of smell and a partner prone to skinned knees and not paying full attention when slicing strawberries for an attempt at a recipie is that you tend to get a good sense for when someone's bleeding.

    Nevermind that there is an attempt at a quiet argument coming up the hallway towards 22B between Bernice 'Bunny' Macleod AKA Prisma AKA 'the colorfulest Young Avenger' and a yet as unknown male who is not Tommy.

    " -- this isn't Dad's apartment!"

    "I didn't say we were going to Dad's apartment! He'd flip his lid seeing me like this!"

    "/Bernice Marie Macleod/ are you staying with--"

    "My boyfriend and my girlfriend!"

    "-- wait, two?!"

    "You kinda have to in this economy, don't -tsssshh.... ow ow ow ow /ow/."

Gabby Kinney has posed:
Gabby Kinney tilts her head as she looks to the door away from the tablet she'd been browsing through while seated on the couch. She waits a little until they get closer giving a testing sniff or two of the air. Sure she could smell a lot, but only when they got so close. Blood was unmistakeable though.

A little sigh is exhaled and the tablet set aside to let her hop to her feet, barefoot. Just leggings and a cozy t-shirt kind of day. By the time they make it to the door she's already got an icepacked wrapped in a (clean!) dishtowel and the medkit at the ready.

The door swings open to greet the pair being held as she steps to the side. "Yep, two," she agrees with a quick grin cast toward the unfamiliar fellow who apparently knew Bunny's full name, and spoke about 'dad', so... "Guess you're one of Bunny's brothers I haven't met yet. I'm Gabby." A quick look turns back to Bunny with her smile slipping to be more serious. "What happened?"

Bunny Macleod has posed:
    "Gabby!" Bunny beams. She's got a black eye, a split lip, and her unicorn horn helmet is *cracked*. She's missing a skate, and her left leg looks like she's got some serious road rash, but she's got an embarrassed smile. ANd all her teeth.

    Her brother, who's a good near six foot tall, dirty blonde, and has her face but a bit more square is carrying not only her on his back, but also a bunch of laptop gear, and he looks just very frustraited.

    "She decided she's going to go all Avengers on some bullies who started shoving people at a rink." he explains.

    "I *am* an Avenger!" Bunny protests, "And they had it freaking *coming*." She looks to Gabby. "They called me a dirty mutt and cracked my helmet with a baseball bat."

    "After you *broke someone's nose*."

    The other Macleod shifts his sister around and offers a hand.

    "Bastian. You must be the Gabby she keeps talking about."

Gabby Kinney has posed:
"Oh." Gabby pauses as it's all taken in at once with the banter from the siblings. When Bastian offers his hand she shuffles the icepack to her other hand to reach out and accept it with a quick shake. "That'd be me. Nice to meet you. You can put her on the couch over there," she suggests with a lift of her chin in it's direction.

A wry grin is cast back to Bunny only to ask, "Broke someone's nose? Good girl. Told you that training would pay off. What about the baseball bat though? You should have been able to avoid that with... uh..." Gabby pauses, shooting a glance to Bastian then Bunny as she goes silent. Did he know? Then again Bunny did just say she was an Avenger.

"WAIT. Hold up. You're an Avenger? What the HELL that's awesome!"

Bunny Macleod has posed:
    "She's not serious about it."
    "I /am/."

    "You didn't even graduate highschool!"

    "SO?"

    "And you hate Tony Stark."

    "... OK yeah but SO?"

    Bunny is set down on the couch. She delicately moves to take a look at her leg, and Bastian sets down some of the bags, takes out the missing roller skate and sets it to the side.

    He looks to Gabby, and then looks to Bunny. "Does she know?"

    "That I'm a mutant? Oh yeah. She knows like, everyone. Our boyfriend's semi-princeling of Geonosha and Gabby is a total badass!"

    "... I think they hit her head pretty hard. She might have a concussion." Bastian states in Protective Brother Mode, and he crouches on the floor.

    "Yeah, I went to a meet-up and uh... it's the /Young/ Avengers, which is the farm league and--" she trails off a moment and looks to Bastian.

    "She *does* know I'm a mutant."

    "Bastian straightens up and turns to Gabby.

    "She was shielding a bystander when someone came up behind her, luckily I've got a pretty good left hook." he gives a grin, showing off his bruised knuckles. "Along with a mean DJ set."

Gabby Kinney has posed:
"Eh, Tony's not so bad, played a pick up game with him on Zombie Slaughter 4000. He kind of sucked but he was good at trash talk. Even sent us all some in-game money after." Gabby has to pause, considering a long moment, before she clears her thrat. "Then the game company was suddenly bought out by Stark Tech so... Anyway. I've definitely known douchier guys than him," Gabby rambles while she crouches down on the opposite side of Bunny to press the icepack to her knee. One of her hands is gently taken to place over the icepack quietly instructing that she hold it in place.

As the discussion of whether she knows or not goes around, Gabby holds her fist up allowing that single claw to come out with a quiet 'shhk' of tearing skin. It was so quick, though.

"Lift your chin, Bunny," she requests while reaching out with her free hand to catch at the helmet straps so she can gently, carefully, snikt through it with the claw to get it off quickly. It was done for anyway with all the damage it had taken. It wasn't as if she could save it.

"Yeah, I know she's a mutant. I am too. And that explains the knock to the head, huh? I figured if it was coming straight at you that you could have tossed up a shield. Makes sense. Is the other person okay?"

Bastian's hand is observed with a grin. "Oh yeah? Have to hear you play sometime."

Bunny Macleod has posed:
    "She threw up near his shoes when we were little. Before he was more likable." Bastian replies breezily, waving a hand, and he looks at the claw a moment, his lips pursing as he gives a soft 'oh'.

    Bunny lifts her chin more docilely, really glad that Beeper is asleep and Tommy's out.

    The helmet's removed, but it did its job. She might have a mild concussion from getting hit, but it could have been worse. A lot worse.

    "The bystanders? Oh yeah. One of them started cursing out the guy in Tagalong, I think." she wrinkles her nose a moment as she holds the ice pack. "The other guy? Ah... broke his nose for sure. On my skate. I don't think he was expecting me to rebound off the mailbox. I think I should take more agility courses? More freerunning? And then I can be like that video game with the creed and the assassins --"

    Bas gives a slight grin, and he seems more relaxed.

    "So *you're* the one who's been teaching her self-defense and pumping her up? Though to be honest, the Avengers--"

    "Young Avengers."

    "... I thought she was just trying to get a rise outta me by saying she was with Ant-Man."

Gabby Kinney has posed:
Gabby Kinney takes the helmet off once it's free to toss it aside. The claw has already vanished again while her hands worked. No fanfare there it just was gone as quick as it had come into view. Gingerly she takes hold of Bunny's head to tilt toward her examining that bump.

"Mm, yeah this means we get to stay up with you all night, you realize. No sleeping for you, young Bunny. Pick out some movies in a bit."

An amused look is cast back toward Bastian as he picks up on who was training Bunny. "Yep. She wants to fight, she isn't going to be stopped by people telling her not to. Best way to help is to make sure she knows how to take care of herself and others. And parkour can be helpful," she agrees only to pause and beep Bunny's nose with a finger. "But no assassins for you."

"I don't know much about the Young Avengers myself. I work over in Gotham with a group, and then help run another group that looks into magical and supernatural issues. I know a lot of people from when I was younger, though. Definitely didn't have a 'normal' upbringing." There's a pause before she adds, "Can't say I ever met Ant-Man before though. You got me on that one, Bunny."

Bunny Macleod has posed:
    Bunny gives the >.< face at the booping on the nose, and she rolls her eyes. "Only because I love and respect you." she states with both love and respect, and maybe a little bit of sass in the statement.

    Bastian is trying to process what's going on, that his younger sister is involved with superheroing, and he works his mouth a moment, then covers it. And then straightens up, then slouches and he goes 'ohmigod no assassins Bernie.' and then covers his face with his hands.

    "Yeeeessss Fiiiinaaaallllyyyyy...." Bunny replies, and slouches slightly. "Princess Bride. Black Sheep, aaand Mama Mia." she decides at random.

    The bump is gonna be an egg in a couple of hours. NOt the worst injury that Gab's seen on the smol.

    "Yeah. We were kinda one percenter until our dad got framed for embezzlement." Bastian replies candidly. "Pretty sure if you've met the youngest she kinda expects to be treated the same way. But our Bernie here? Oh man, when they sold her piano--"

    "Shhhhhhh... Bas I didn't tell them about Dad!"

Gabby Kinney has posed:
"Uuuugh how many times do we have to see Mama Mia?" Gabby groans with a roll of her own eyes. The other two? That's okay with her. But Mamma Mia was something she just couldn't wrap her head around for some reason. Still she was the one that needed to be kept awake.

"Okay, well once you've had that icepack on your knee for a bit move it to your head but only for ten minutes. The skin is thin and tender there. Alternate," she instructs while sitting back to crack open the medkit searching for the stingy wound cleaning spray. No one liked that stuff but it worked.

"Yeah, no other assassins for you, I'm enough for your lifetime," she murmers distracted before Bastian's remarks garner her attention.

"Pianoooo? And what about your dad? I have met the youngest though, spoiled and bragging about daddy's fortune. Which I've already figured isn't in the picture anymore one way or another but I didn't ask how."

Bunny Macleod has posed:
    NO ONE likes the stingy wound cleaning spray.

    Bunny gets her stiff-upper-lip expression and states: "As many times as it takes."

    She grumps then and then leans her head back a little as she switches the ice pack to the bump. "So what, you'd get jealous if I started hanging out with other assassins?"

    "You're an /assassin/?!" Bastian asks incredulously to Gabby, and then looks at his younger sister, and then he takes a deep breath, and rubs the back of his head.

    "Ah, yeah. Our dad worked for a company where he was the head of tech-sec in Accounting and was being set up for vice presidency of a fortune-fifty company. And what... she didn't tell you that--"

    "That I was an All-State pianist and was in consideration for the New York City Conservitory? That I played in kid's programs for the symphony orchestra?" Bunny asks, and the very Brooklyn accent is dropped, and Bunny shifts her weight.

    "That was just a really bad year. I don't like talking about it."

Gabby Kinney has posed:
Normally Gabby would blow it off, but this was Bunny's brother. A deep breath is drawn, and let out slowly as she turns to face him locking his gaze with her own. "Yes and no." The vague response is left hanging only a moment. "I was trained in the skills of an assassin by the people who made me. I'm a clone. However, my sisters--Other clones such as myself--Kept me from having to do that myself. And I choose *not* to do it. I have the knowledge, and skill, and that's enough." While her words are firm she really was trying to be reassuring. Really.

Then, while Bunny is distracted, she spritzes the hell out of her knee with the spray. Maybe numbing it a bit first will help dull that sting.

The spraying stops while she nods as well. "Shit happens, I get it. You've moved on and found other things to be kick ass at. ... I'm totally going to make you play the piano at the mall next time we go, though."

Bunny Macleod has posed:
    "OW OW OW OW OW OW OW--" Bunny whines at the stingy spray.

    "So, wait, Bernie knows you're an assassin -- correction," he holds his hands up "Trained as an assassin and through your older siblings don't need to be an assassin if you don't wanna be --" he corrects himself, "you deal with the supernatural, you work with superheroes, and it surprises you that Bernie *plays piano*?" he asks, and then he purses his lips, and gets the same expression Bunny does when she's trying to wrap her head around some new factoid.

    "... badass. Hey, Bernie, your girlfriend's all right." he states with a little punch to the smol shoulder.

    Bunny whiiiiines.

    "Yeah I know, she's *awesome*. That's why I'm dating her." Bunny gives a small smile, and laughs.

    "All right. But if you make me play piano I'm playing ABBA. Nyeeh." she sticks her tongue out, and goes to stand, forgetting that she's on a single skate and nearly falls over herself due to a two inch difference in leg lengths (skate or no skate is not a fun game in this household!)

    "You're a blabbermouth, Bas."

    "Well I could talk about my criminal record, but it really seems BORING compared to my sister's girlfriend is a superhero."

Gabby Kinney has posed:
Gabby Kinney reaches up instinctively to catch Bunny across the shoulders when she stumbles like that. "Down again," she instructs with a sigh nudging her back onto the couch. At least long enough for her to reach down and untie that skate to tug it off. "No more attempted concussions for tonight."

Bastian gets a grin in response along with a shrug. "Well, yeah. Violence is easy. Music is awesome and it takes years to learn, too. I can respect that. Sooo." A look of mischeif flits over her face as she drops her voice conspiratorally.

"What'd you get arrested for? And anymore family secrets I should know?"

Bunny Macleod has posed:
    "Assault and battery, breaking and entering, unlawful possession of a firearm, reception of stolen goods, possession of an endangered animal in connection to illegal trade, operating a motor vehicle without a liscence, operating under the influence of alcohol, jaywalking, resisting arrest, biting a cop, and accomplice to manslaughter." Bastian gives a bright smile.

    "It was a *hell* of a night and I'm not about to repeat it, so no worries. My checkered past is behind me. Now I do DJ gigs. I don't really think it's a step up." he replies, setting his mouth in a straight line as he fights giving a grin.

    Bunny is eased back down, and gives a grumble, and switches the ice pack back to her knee which still STINGS.

    "He bit the K9 back."

Gabby Kinney has posed:
Gabby Kinney crinkles her nose as she listens to the whole slew of issues that he was apparently arrested for. "Under the influence? That's really bad, you know..." she picks up on, out of all of them, only to squint. "Manslaughter to who?" Still when he assures her it wasn't happening again she merely nods in acceptance.

"Eh, things happen. I've stolen a car or two in my time. Even a humvee once. You know they don't actually make KEYS for military vehicles? Just turn on and go."

Ah, but there was more, clearly. Bunny's grup earns a glance back to her, and then she grins instantly offering a fist out toward Bastian. "My DUDE. Poor dog but damn. That's ballsy."

With a laugh she gets to her feet finally to head for the kitchenette area. "Okay so you two need waters? Gatorade? We're usually stocked on both."

Bunny Macleod has posed:
    "Gatorade, pleeeaase." Bunny asks, batting her eyes and pouting her lips a little. And then winces, because the lip is still split.

    "Ah, that one's... not the fun part of the story." Bastian admits, and he rubs the back of his head, giving a fist-bump to Gabby as requested.

    "Eh, the dog got out of it all right. I had to get checked for worms to make sure I didn't give her anything. Worst. Date. Ever."

Gabby Kinney has posed:
Gabby Kinney chuckles as she fishes out the gatorade as requested. Two, just in case, which she carts back over to hand out to the siblings. "Heck of a date. At least you've got a standard for what not to do again?" She reasons trying to look on the bright side of things.

She flops down on the couch next to Bunny kicking her legs out with a sigh. "So what was the fun part, then? If you're up for story time anyway. Like I said we have to keep this gal up for awhile to make sure she's not got a full blown concussion," she adds gently elbowing Bunny.

Bunny Macleod has posed:
    "I'll be fiiiiine..." Bunny states, cracking open her gatorade and sullenly drinking some of it down before she catches herself getting nauseous, and attempts to stop it from proceeding by closing her eyes and scrunching them up tight.

    "Bernie, just relax. You don't have to try and be a badass for everyone." Bastian states, and he settles down, saluting the Gabster with his gatorade.

    "The fun part was kinda at the frat house when a couple of us got it in our heads to try and join a gang. Because we're dumb college kids and that's what dumb college kids do." he shrugs, and sits a little forwards as he thinks.

    "We got kinda shanghai'd into going on an errand. We were supposed to get some more booze for the party and ended up playing unwitting transport of some uh... guns with the serials scraped off." he states. "At one point there was a sloth. Those things STINK man."

Gabby Kinney has posed:
Gabby Kinney winces a bit at that look from Bunny. Sure it didn't really happy to her, or at least not often, but she had known enough that got sick to their stomach to recognize it. And be wary of it. When you had a nose like hers... Yuck. Lightly she reaches out to take Bunny's free hand to hold between her own letting her fingers gently knead and work at the fleshy part between thumb and forefinger. It was supposed to be a pressure point good for headaches and nauseau after all. "Yeah. No need to hide here. If it's really bad let me know and I'll text Tommy to pick up some more medicine for you."

There she has to pause and glance over to Bastian, questioning, "They do make stuff for being sick to your stomach, right? They must."

She has to nod in agreement with what he explains though. "Oh yeah, they stink to high heaven. My friend Bart could tell you all about them I bet. He works at a zoo. LECTURES on animals," she assures with a wider grin. "But he really does love his job. As for the gun running... yeah bad idea there."

Bunny Macleod has posed:
    "Ginger ale, saltines, and reruns of The Price is Right." Bastian states, and Bunny gives a wave, lifts up her hand and waves again as she runs for the bathroom -- mostly just in case.

    Bastian winces.

    "... you know. When she mentioned she was staying with friends, I got real worried about her." he states softly. "She speaks really highly of you and Tommy. Happiest she's been in forever. I thought she was just mamking stuff up about hanging out wit avengers and crime fighters, 'cause she's... they kinda made her step up and be 'mom'."

Gabby Kinney has posed:
Gabby Kinney winces as well when Bunny makes a dash for it. "Yeah she's got head trauma," she mutters matter-of-fact. That would defintely be something to watch. Just in case she calls out, "Nothing but Tylenol! Everything else thins the blood!" Maybe talking about blood right now isn't good, either.

At least it gives her a moment to look back to Bastian as he grows more serious. Her own expression shifts, a little hint of a smile. "I kind of caught a bit of that when I first met her. I can understand trying to get out on her own and figure out who *she* is. Which is why I'm not discouraging her--Just making sure she does it as safely as possible."

Another glance is given the bathroom. "Which doesn't SEEM like it right now, but if she were doing this on her own, she might not have anyone to watch over her, either."

Bunny Macleod has posed:
    "She took being a mutant really bad, even though it was to protect the younger sibs, y'know?" Bastian states quietly, in seriousness. "She took getting hurt in Gotham even worse. Isn't there like, a psych assessment that you have to go through before joining a superhero team? Did anyone test her? Or talk to her about the whole 'ignoring bad stuff until it'--"

    There is definitely the sound of someone evacuating the contents of their stomach, and he makes a face.

    "... comes back up in the worst way." he states, and he looks to Gabby.

    "... look ordinarily I'd do the big borhter 'if you hurt my little sister I'll kick your ass', but uh... you would probably flatten me and from what I'm seeing, she's in good hands. So I'd say pass on the threat to the boyfriend but uh... is... he *actually* a prince?"

Gabby Kinney has posed:
Gabby Kinney reaches up to scratch along her collarbone thoughtfully with a sigh. "No more psych tests than there are for police officers. I'll see about putting her in touch with some people that can help though. A lot of times, talking through things helps, but sometimes..." All she can do is sigh. "Not going to lie. This job isn't easy. Comes with a lot of trauma at times."

The question of Tommy earns a little shrug. "Yes and no. He wasn't raised one, didn't even know about it till recently that he's related to the Genoshan family. It's apparently kind of a magical anomoly that insisted he and his twin *exist* here because they exist in other timelines, except his parents hadn't gotten together here so the magic kind of found him other parents?"

"I don't claim to understand it all, but it's been as proven as it can be. He's still weirded out about it even if we tease him sometimes. He just considers himself a kid from juvvie that grew up."

Bunny Macleod has posed:
    "We'd probably get on great then. Spent some weeks in Juvie. God, mom was pissed but insisted that I do all the community work to pay off everything I did when I ruined ah... look." Bastian leans forward again.

    "This is weird as shit. My little sister who I used to take to roller rinks and threaten to toss her stuffed animals out the window is... actually a super hero. And is... getting good at it?" He winces, and makes a rather confused face.

    "... but you all look out for one another, right? Like no one's gonna leave her behind 'cause she gets some idiot idea in her head that she can save the day."

Gabby Kinney has posed:
Gabby Kinney looks just a bit uncertain at all of this. A glance is shot toward the bathroom before looking back to him. "I can't guarantee she won't try to do that some day. I *can* say, she likes working with a team from what I've seen. I'll check out the Young Avengers to make sure they're a good group, but... Sometimes it's hit or miss."

"I understand you want to look out for her. I want to as well. I can't guarantee anything though. Just that I know *I* am not going to leave her behind anywhere, and any group worth their salt isn't, either."

Bunny Macleod has posed:
    "Good. 'Cause she got caught up in the middle of everything. She deserves to get back to school and do something she wants to do."

    He leeaaans over, and pulls out a business card. DJ BAZTID

    Raves, Roller Derbies, Birthday Parties, Bar/Bat Mitzvahs.

    "My... uh... card." he states awkwardly. "In case something comes up or you three need crash space. My place's smaller than this and not nearly as nice, but it's good to have a --"

    "Beep!"

    "OHMIGOD WHAT IS THAT THING?!"

    BEEPER HAS AWAKENED! and is currently chewing on one of Bunny's roller skate laces, looking adoringly up at Gabby.

Gabby Kinney has posed:
Gabby Kinney takes the card to look it over with a nod of acceptance. Even if it was just for a DJ business he was working on, SHE didn't have a card. She might want to change that perhaps. She flips it over just to see if there's anything on the other side before moving to place it on the side table. "Sure thing, I'll keep that in mi--"

Oh no. He's yelling. And Beeper is beeping.

Gabby's quick to laugh and that in itself might be a ltitle reassuring? She reaches down to scoop the shoe lace out of his mouth, and then scoop him into her lap. Where she holds onto him with cupped hands carefully.

"This is Beeper. He's a baby dinosaur. Just a herbivore, and not one that gets TOO big," she explains. "Bunny ah, picked him up during a fight and he's freaking adorable. Do you want to feed him some bok choy?"

Bunny Macleod has posed:
    The DJ and blonde older brother of Bunny leans forward, and he goes 'oh my god. She wasn't kidding about the dinosaur. I thought she got like, a bearded dragon...'

    And he looks up at Gabby, and gives a bright grin.

    THe soccer-ball sized anky wriggles happy.

    "You bet I wanna feed that thing some bok choy!" he replies, and hops to his feet. "You stay right there... I'll find it!"