16775/James meets Nico

James meets Nico
Date of Scene:	04 January 2024
Location:	Alley Pond Park
Synopsis:	Did the Grandmothers think this through?
Cast of Characters:	James Proudstar, Nico Minoru

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James Proudstar has posed:
The park is a mystical Locus, a center of power and knowledge, natural power, it exudes from the Queens Giant at the parks heart and leaks into the ley lines that ring this areas and stretch out across the city. The flavor of the trees power exudes throughout the city and flavors its magic. Tonight there is a lone figure at the trees basis, a giant of a man, solid muscle, built like, well, like a hulk or a Thor, but he dressed in traditional indigenous garb, a loin cloth covers him, mostly and his body is painted, emblazoned with a colorful thunderbird tattoo on his back. His form is slick with sweat as he dances in the waning moonlight, his movements confident and sure, his words proud in a language not hard in these part for centuries but you can feel the park listening. It is a mystical moment, a moment of power and possibility.

James Proudstarico can see his potential buut equally the fact he is untrained only the most rudimentary knowledge and training, though he does know how to dance.

Nico Minoru has posed:
He said to think of Earth. To feel it's energy. To think of nature, trees, anything that could bring her back to this plane.

That set of instructions was totally bunk. There was more than just thinking about where she wanted to end up. Now that she was practicing more powerful magicks without the aid of the Staff of One, the instructions she gets on how certain things are done is quite annoying.

Hell, she even tried invocations and evocations, calling upon higher powers to bring her home and out of a hell dimension she was learning from. It was only when she seemed to have given up, did she think of home.

With California, with it's tall trees in the state park; the tall buildings in the skyline... everything associated with the mixture of nature and industry that can be represented by.. more than one city.

And that's why, with a bit of a vorp sound as she pops back into this plane, she appears not too far from the huge man in the loincloth.

Blink, blink. Nico just stares (yes, she's checking him out, and then grumbles, "Damnit, I missed again."

James Proudstar has posed:
James Proudstar stops, completely, in the way only a predator or prey can, and he holds it. Holds still as death, he heard her arrive, he can hear her breathing, her heart beating, he can smell her, her clothes, her body, everything about her. He hears her words. James' eyes a covered by a cloth, he's blindfolded as he danced. He is not embarassed by his dress. He speaks aloud in Apache, "Is this the one you spoke of Grandmother?" He smiles, "Hello, who are you? Have you come for me? I was told to come and seek the ancestors that they had a teacher to reveal. Is that you?"

Nico Minoru has posed:
The faintest bit of sulfur lingers in the air as she arrives. Nico did just arrive from a hell dimension, and those definitely have a lot of fire and brimstone.

As the big hunk of muscle wanders on over to her, squinting as she lets her gae wash over him. On some level, she's totally checking him out, on another, she is trying to process what he just said.

"I... haha! No! I don't think. I mean, I was just trying to get back." she admits ruefully.

For her part, perhaps like him, she's dressed in the trappings of one of the traditions of magick which she knows. It's that whole Wiccan style, but with a more goth flair from her black Doc Martens and her lacy black dress with Victorian accoutrements.

"Nico Minoru. I'm hardly a teacher. I'm still learning myself." she says with more than a little modesty. She definitely has power; he should be able to feel it. But she's just not as confident with its use without certain crutches. But you know what they say, you learn more by teaching.

"But uh, unless your ancestors happened to speak with an ornery Japanese woman? About this tall? Lived around 1907? Has a penchant for torturing their great-great-great grand daughters for more magic, then, uh... not me."

James Proudstar has posed:
James Proudstar smiles and strips off the blindfold, the whim of brimstone brings back memories, good memories and he laughs, tasting the fire, licking his lips as he turns to face you, moving easily, checking you out in turn, "Hell dimension, but not limbo... still impressive."

    He walks up to you, casually, "I can smell the power on you feel it in your hair and your fingers, at least you look the part. He chuckles and nods approvingly. His gaze is still on you, and he isn't the least bit shy, he shrugs and the muscle in was so masculine and powerful, "Maybe we can learn together... "

    Then you mention your Grandmother and his face goes a little pale, his mouth dry. He raises his eyebrows and says her name, he tells you the name of your grandmother a woman he could never have met, "I... thought it was a flower. My Grandmother, yeah pretty much the same mold but Apache, she told me to come here, to dress for the hunt." He gestures down at his clothing.

Nico Minoru has posed:
Well, it looks as if things are kismet. It's meant to be. There are more certainly worse situations she could be in other than having to teach said seven foot tall wall of muscle.

Looking a bit resigned to her fate, she bows her head and looks around as there's a bit of familiarity. "Where are we?" Nico asks for confirmation. "It looks like... we're not too far from the Flushing Chinatown?" she asks, not quite sure if she's correct or not.

"And no worries about the cranky oba-chans." she says with a warm smile. "We're not them, we're young, so we don't have to follow everything they say."

James Proudstar has posed:
James Proudstar smiles and nods, "Alley Pond Park in Queens." He indicates the tree, "That is the Queens Giant, tallest tree in New York City. Yeah, I think we must be, I can smell peking duck everytime I come here. It makes me hungry. It is so distracting. Oba? Oh, right. True." He takes you in again, thinking, "So, are you really a witch? I've met a few sorcerors but never a witch, I mean you look a little like you might play one on TV. Like that sexy witch best friend of the demon slayer chosen one or something?" He offers a small laugh. "Hey, there's a pond over there, it's tidal and fairly clean you mind if I wash this stuff off?" He smells very masculine, not in a bad way but definitely in a rugged outdoorsy way. "Then maybe we can get some food and talk about cranky grandmothers and magic lesson plans?"

Nico Minoru has posed:
"But not lesbian!" she says, putting up a finger. Though she may have had her dalliances in the past. "And I just like the aesthetic." Perhaps someone shopped too much at early 2000s Hot Topic. "But the attitude is nice too. Victorian Romanticism." Nico says.

Oh, she's one of /those/ goths. The kind that hang out at the dark clubs in LA listening to industrial music and the Cure every now and then.

"The smell of sulfur is in the clothes as well. I'd want to take a shower /and/ toss the dress in the wash." she admits ruefully, though she looks towards the lake. "Though, I could make an exception if you promise not to steal my clothes."

James Proudstar has posed:
James Proudstar smiles and offer shis hand as he leads you to the pond, casually his hands around your waist, "I am glad to hear that, thought the demon slayer was so hot I couldn't blame you." He stops and takes you in in the moonlight, brishing your hair out of your eyes, and nodding, "It's a good aesthetic." I mean Cure T-shirts come in size XXXXX too. He turns back towards the pond, "I'm sure you can find a ways to distract me.