17485/Kitaens in the Kitchen

Kitaens in the Kitchen
Date of Scene:	25 March 2024
Location:	Recreation Lounge: Triskelion
Synopsis:	Priscilla, Thor, and Mary Jane bond over video games and fabulous hair. FABULOUS.
Cast of Characters:	Mary Jane Watson, Priscilla Kitaen, Thor

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Mary Jane Watson has posed:
It's a quiet evening over at the Triskelion. The recreation areas are as always densely populated, with off-duty personnel going in and out, and a general scattering of personnel just wasting time. Mary Jane is one of those that's munching on a very large donut taken from the cafeteria and watching some agents making a go for the high score on the Galaga game. Only for a series of large 'awws' to pop out as the last life was captured in the alien tractor beam, ending said attempt.
    A smattering of applause would go out, some beers and bets would be exchanged.. And Mary Jane looks for something else. Seemingly just any normal SHIELD Agent.. But with a massive broadsword strapped to her back.

Priscilla Kitaen has posed:
Outside the room Priscilla takes a moment to brace herself and put a mild expression on her face. Locking said expression in place so she doesn't give anything away if she See's something weird, the dark haired blue eyed woman enters the room. After some searching she found a man who made her a basic uniform that stretches if she shifts form. It's a one piece sleeves black and purple suit and she's got a gold belt with matching pouches on her hips. A purple bandana keeps her hair from her face and trailing down her back almost to her rear.

The former dancer looks around for a minute and then goes to make a mug of tea and adds it to small saucer with some cookies. Then she returns and takes a seat next to Mary Jane whom is currently the most interesting person in the room, at least to Priscilla. "Hi. I'm Priscilla." She smiles and introduces herself.

Mary Jane Watson has posed:
In a world of aliens, monsters, magic, myth, time travelers, mutations, and super powered lawyers on retainer, Priscilla might refreshingly not stand out at all, perhaps. By the weirdness monitor of the redhead that spent time as the next door neighbor of Peter Parker, currently possessed by an ancient barbarian spirit, there's not much left to be freaked out by.

MJ would turn over to Priscilla and give a wave, "Hey, haven't seen you around. And you look like you just came out of one of the fighting game aisles."

Priscilla Kitaen has posed:
Priscilla snorts. "Yeah well. It's better than ending up naked all the time. I should perhaps have specified what this was to look like.." She glances down at herself and then shrugs. "Don't really care though so long as I'm covered." She nods a little. "I am new. Or, new to SHIELD anyway."

Pris watches MJ while giving the appearance of being focused on her cookies and tea. She has of course seen a lot. Someone with two souls in one body that isn't in dire need of an exorcism isn't common. It's an interesting phenomena and she'd love to ask some questions but doesn't. Her True Sight is a secret. Also, what if she angers the other spirit? Anyone that can wield that giant sword is someone Pris doesn't wanna tangle with.

Mary Jane Watson has posed:
Mary Jane Watson would shrug over, "Well, welcome to SHIELD. I'm sure you'll fit in just fine with our usual band of idiots." She would channel everyone's inner Alfred E Neuman. "You're just seeing a bunch of us hanging out and enjoying ourselves when no one's got alcohol." MJ and Sonja have a strange detente in their headspace. Not quite fully gestalted, consistently challenging one another and switching about dominance in the mindscape. Giving other elements of control. NOt quite integrated. But yet more functional than they could be a part.

"And you okay? You seem like you're just kinda staring."

Priscilla Kitaen has posed:
"It's.. been a long day." Pris hedges. God she misses alcohol. Misses it's effect anyway. She turns her head and eyes the people playing the games with some amusement. Used to drawing stares, the former exotic dancer for the rich and reclusive, she finds it hilarious that no one here is paying her much attention. It's how she prefers things these days.

Priscilla takes another sip of tea and frowns. "Wow. Apparently I am not a fan of chammomile tea. It smells and tastes bad. Like sugar infused cardboard." At least the oreos are good.

Thor has posed:
Thor is not a SHIELD agent, by any stretch of anything. He's also not around very much. But when he does come around, he acts like both of those are true: that it's entirely normal he be here, and that nobody should react with surprise.

"COULSON?" Thor thunders loudly from the doorway. Why message someone on a phone when you can just yell hopefully into a room, after all? He draws a lot of eyes to him, as he aimed it at the video game systems. As if perhaps the last time Thor had seen Coulson it was at the Pacman machine. With a wrinkle of nose in dismay at not finding his quarry, Thor frowns in what can only be described as a masculine man-pout, crossing his arms at the doorway.

Thor is wearing /two/ visitor stickers. One is wildly outdated, but he must have put it on before arriving, then gotten the new one below it. They fit fine; his pectoral isn't small. He's in modern people clothing - jeans and gray sweatshirt. He notices MJ, then, and beams a smile at her abruptly. He's also blocking the doorway entirely, and some other people are caught behind him now, unable to enter the room but unsure what to do about the Avenger blockade who doesn't seem to see them.

Mary Jane Watson has posed:
Thor can go wherever he might wish to. Is anyone going to try and tell the God of Thunder that he's not allowed somewhere? Sort of like how Hulk is the stealthiest being in existence, above even the legendary Batman. Whom are you going to believe if Hulk tells you you can't see him? Yourself or Hulk?

Mary Jane glances over at Thor and eeps, "Odinson, greetings. How are you doing?" She would pipe up. "And this is Priscilla. She's new. Ah, Priscilla.. Not sure if you've met, but this si Thor Odinson, Heir to the throne of Asgard." And Viking God of Rock.

Priscilla Kitaen has posed:
"What..." Pris is startled enough by the yell to spill the gross tea onto her remaining cookies. She scowls at the small saucer and then at Thor who is obliviously blocking the doorway. Bright blue eyes blink in surprise before sliding past him and then landing on the plate again. She dabs up the tea with a napkin. Her research after being gone from Earth for several years led her to learn of the Avengers but she hadn't really considered seeing one.

"Yeah. Hi. Nice to meet'cha." Pris sounds as if she's torn about it. On the one hand cool! On the other, her last experience with aliens turned out bad enough that she's still hurting years later. Also, she freaking loves oreos. "Be right back." The former dancer rises and moves elegantly towards one of the kitchenettes again. When she returns she has a coke a cola and the entire half package or remaining cookies. Resettling herself she manages a genuine smile this time. If she can't enjoy the effects of booze anymore, at least cookies still taste good.

Thor has posed:
"Well met! Please, whilst I am here on behalf of SHIELD or the Avengers, 'Thor' will do well enough," Thor announces. The whole room is able to partake in at least Thor's part of the conversation; he's boistrous and loud at the moment. And probably unaware or uncaring of that fact. He crosses, unstoppering the doorway, to attempt to greet MJ properly with a clasp of hand.

However, the sudden upset of Pris and the spilling of the tea isn't something Thor clocks as having been his fault, or any of it. Since Pris seems distant - having left as soon as he got there - he doesn't pressure her at all, and lets her be. "I forgot that you were of SHIELD now. You have many responsibilities!" Thor observes of MJ, in an approving, pleasant manner. It's his sort of small-talk style.

Mary Jane Watson has posed:
Mary Jane Watson glances over at Priscilla thoughtfully. The woman's body language seems all over the place. It seems a little agitated, a little worried, a litlte uncertain.. But calming down. Probably explained by her being new to SHIELD and settling in. Thus internally satisfied, Mary Jane turns her attnetion over to Thor. "So what brings you here, Thor?" Her smiling chipperly at him.

"There anything interesting afoot that's caught your attention or you're looking about for?" Most of the agents in the area's attention being on the video games.

Priscilla Kitaen has posed:
Watching Thor now with more than a little hidden amusement, how can someone that big and loud be so unaware of his own affect on people?? She doesn't know. He is kind of pretty though. In a very male sort of way. If she seems unsettled at times, well, Priscilla is. Working with SHIELD could be either her best idea or her worst. After what happened the last time she worked with a team... it wouldn't be surprising if the woman turned into a hermit living in the wilds some place. She just doesn't have that kind of quit in her though.

So far things have been going well. "Sorry about that." Priscilla apologizes to Thor. "I was merely startled. I hope I didn't come off as too rude." She munches a cookie and then smiles.

Thor has posed:
"I had hoped to locate Son of Coul," Thor explains in his usual grand way, "As he left message of being here. Perhaps I am too late, though," Thor observes, but not in an upset tone. More that he is taking in he may have misjudged, and can accept his own mistake. "I am not---Tony would call it 'tech-savvy'," Thor says. He crosses, patting down his pants, and locates the phone crushed into a back pocket. The case is half destroyed, the screen with an impact crack on it. Hopefully not from being sat on, but that could be likely.

Thor looks a little bit like an older person when he deals with the small phone, in that he carefully gets it on and to the correct screen in a methodical way. And then openly offers it for MJ to see. Indeed, the message was for tomorrow, not today, the calendar is somehow lacking all labels and hyper-zoomed in, some option turned off.

"But it was only to see the games here at SHIELD. Recently I had the Titans show me a fighting game in their tower. I am finding them quite entertaining," Thor shares, openly.

A smile is warmly given to Priscilla: no hard feelings off the big blonde. "Hardly so. You did not spray /me/ with tea," Thor teases lightly. "And even if you had, I am often startling. I do apologize, it was not my intent." Very true. He did not mean to.

Mary Jane Watson has posed:
Mary Jane Watson would take a moment to realize who the Son of Coul was. "I haven't seen him. Lot of folks are still trying to beat his high score on Pac Man." Not that anyone ever would. Or on Tetris. Or on any of the other classic arcade games spread about the place that he had taken the time and fun to invest in.

"You definitely look like you'd be out of one of them." She would quip to Priscilla, pointing to the array of nineties and 2000's era brawler games dotting throughout the area. THen looking at the phone..

"I think you're gonig to need a sturdier one. Maybe you could ask Stark for one?" she wasn't sure if the Asgardians used phones at all, actually.. "And the Titans?" They game? That makes total sens.

Priscilla Kitaen has posed:
Blinking, Pris feels a sense of relief that she wasn't actually drinking the gross tea when she was startled. Geeze, spraying that crap on a God of Thunder would have been beyond embarassing. She's supposed to be all grace and light. Bad enough she spilt it on the plate.

Priscilla covers her smile with one hand when she sees the state of Thor's phone. Amazing it's still working. "You maybe Do need a sturdier phone. Or a better case for it." She agrees with MJ.

A soft sigh and then eyeroll at herself follows as she gazes at the games again then nods at MJ. "Yep. Oh well. It really is better than ending up naked. Whatever this material is stretches and then uh.. whatever the word for unstretching is." She shrugs.

Thor has posed:
"I don't oft use it," Thor comments openly, with obvious indifference about the phone. "But I am making the effort as it is very popular with those who do not have the ability to send ravens," Thor explains. He understands that others do not have ravens and must do this, and doesn't judge them badly. Just a thing that is the way it is.

"The titans, yes. They 'stream' games. Others watch? It is a strange thing, but done for charity." Therefore, Thor approves of it. Charity is a good goal.

"What? Your... fighting style causes nudity?" Thor asks, puzzled and lost. But a brightened smile follows. "Our Hulk has the same issue!"

Mary Jane Watson has posed:
Mary Jane Watson would look over at Priscilla, "I think that most of us are used to that kinda thing so you don't have to worry that much?" Mary Jane was a model (sort of). She had few body image issues. And Red Sonja definitely didn't have any given her.. Proclivities. "Yeah, streaming games can be fun. And I'm not sure they make phones for his level." She would consider. "Dunno if Stark would wanna make one out of adamantium and vibranium, and even then it might nto be good enough.."

"And I thought that Hulk's pants were all powerful?" They were purple, after all.

Priscilla Kitaen has posed:
Priscilla visibly wilts. "It can happen. My transformation is.. monsterous." Oddly enough, if she were asked, Priscilla would say the Hulk was handsome. She doesn't see him as a monster at all. Herself on the other hand.. she despises herself. Her team finding out the secret she didn't even know she had left the woman devasted when they all turned their back on her after years together. "It's useful though so I'm here now. Gonna help when I can." She's a rather reluctant superhero, Pris is. since she'd rather forget the whole thing. Too bad she can't use her other abilities on herself and make that possible. Oh well. Life isn't meant to be easy for everyone.

"Ravens." Pris isn't sure if she's more amused or horrified by this information. How can they be so advanced and yet still use birds for communications? "It'd be neat to meet the Hulk." She offers with a smile. "I think we might have a few things in common." The former dancer eyes MJ and after a moment nods. The image of a metal bikini she keeps getting makes some sense at last.

Thor has posed:
"Previously, I believe Stark has decided not to equip me with such, as I have a tendancy to drop them and forget where I left them," Thor says, indifferently. The reason why Thor does not have a high quality object, particularly Vibranium, might just be Thor's attitude about the objects! Can't just leave that tech around.

"Also, I electrocute such items. They do not survive me long," Thor adds, now with some cheeky pride. Frying the devices is a little fun!

"Hulk's pants are all powerful? Nay. I can personally state that it is him, and naught his pants. In the worst of battle, the pants are too destroyed," Thor says, calmly, seriously, as if speaking of a very dark and serious fight indeed.

"Hulk is indeed monsterous, in the best of ways," Thor declares, then. Yes, it is true Hulk is a monster, but Thor will absolutely defend his good buddy and appreciate the monster side!

Mary Jane Watson has posed:
The metal bikini is a part of the essence of the entity that is partially in possession of Mary Jane. The one from that dark era many millenia ago, yet a fragment that stirs within her consciousness. But merely a shade, a fragment, a remnant. Nothing compared to what she used to be. "And a lot of people have monstrous transformations. There's nothing to be ashamed of. We all have things in us we're not proud of. We don't have to overcome them. Just accept that they're part of us. And we make due."

At the mention of 'birds' Mary Jane would shrug. "Birds hvae been used for millenia to pass along messages. They're quick, survivable, and traditional. Nothing strange about it. I mean, if regular birds cando it, imagine what godly birds can do." Hulk also has by far the best ice cream ever.

Priscilla Kitaen has posed:
Pris looks down again. "Maybe not for some people but me.. I was part of team. We were like family, we worked so hard together through so many dangerous situations and they helped me and taught me after I learned I wasn't just a human. When they, and I, found out I was even more.. they all turned their back on me. Like I was just trash." She lost the only family she'd ever really had. That pain runs deep.

"I can't change it though and ignoring that side of myself when I could use it to do some good.. well I can't do tht either. So here I am." How SHIELD found out about her in the first place Pris isn't sure. She doesn't really care, it just means they are good at their job.

Despite the sorrow and shame practically radiating from the woman, there's also a hint of mild amusement. Whoever is in charge of looking after Thor while he's on Earth is not someone Priscilla wants to be. He's a very likeable fellow but Wow.

Thor has posed:
Thor scowls, quiet as Priscilla explains what happened to her, her deep loss. He is empathetic, and respectful of the plight of her past. And he's still standing, so he's TOWERING, and aware of it for the moment. He moves to one side, still well out of her personal space, and half-sits sideways at the couch, making it lurch. He did it carefully, but his weight and mass area always a big part of anything Thor tries to do. In this case, kindly offer comfort.

His tone is deep, a soft curl of thunder vibration in bass. "Then this is an excellent place for you to find solace with others like you. I have heard akin stories, and they meet others here. To aid SHIELD, or even to align with other heroes like-minded in teams." Thor then glances aside to MJ.

"Already you have started true allies. This one, a shieldmaiden of my mother. Truer found family you could not ask better," Thor says, with a wink at MJ. He starts to stand, then, not wishing to crowd either of the women's personal space. He isn't necessarily smart, but there's a deeper wisdom and awareness that Thor wields. Part of being worthy, maybe.

Mary Jane Watson has posed:
Mary Jane Watson would shake her head, "Not all teams work out. And it's not an obligation to stay wtih one where you're not feeling a part of it. If you fight together but don't fight -well- then you're as much the enemy to yourselves as the enemy you're facing." Not that Sonja didn't have plenty of experience with that sort of thing. But all those things tended to end with them backstabbing one another as soon as optimal conditions were met.

And Sonja was always the quickest when it came to backstabbing them.

"And SHIELD is pretty big. And it's a good place to start to figure things out. You'll have to work in teams.. But also the teams will have to work with you."

And then Thor is approaching her and she goes to give him a blush at his approach, cheeks flushing. "Thank you." Not calling him Odinson.

Priscilla Kitaen has posed:
She disclosed all but one of her abilities and powers to SHIELD and it's that secret power that allows Priscilla to look at Thor and know that he speaks the truth. Or the truth as he sees it at least and she doesn't think he is one easy to fool despite his obliviousness to some things and childlike sense of wonder about others. He is a good and true man. Those traits are honestly refreshing and more than a bit endearing. It's going to take time to get past what happened to her. It's been years and she's still so conflicted. For the first time though, Pris can see the beginnings of a pathway out of her inner turmoil. It's a chance, however slim to find her way back into the light. If only she's brave enough to take it. Time will tell.

"Thank you Thor." She smiles at him and then MJ too. Surprised she admitted as much of her past as she did really but it isn't as if she could keep that secret long. Sooner or later her transformation will be needed in the field. It also finally occurs to her that most people here are either human or born and raised on Earth and won't have the same predjudices against the alien D.N.A.s that are part of her. They won't have spent millenia at war against each other. "I am very glad to have met the both of you here tonight." She has to look down, focus on her cookies so they won't see those blue eyes filled with tears.

Thor has posed:
As one familiar with warrior women, if Thor notices the tears, he will absolutely make no note or show that he saw at all. Granting other warriors that respect to 'not see' is immediate and smoothly executed. Also, he doesn't think less or anyone for such emotion anyway.

So the response is just a very pleasant and seemingly oblivious, "You are most welcome!" and a smile that he rounds onto MJ. Though he does catch the blush, and the smile joins his eyes a little more. She has helped his mother a great deal, and if Thor can return that, he aims to. However... "Indeed a good meeting, though I must be off. I can hear the agent set to 'mind' me has caught my trail," Thor says elusively, as if the idea was funny. "I shall not worry him futher," he adds. He gives an incline of head to each of the two women. "Farewell for now."

Mary Jane Watson has posed:
It's a matter of appreciation for respect given. From the Odinson, one of the greatest warriors ever to walk (or fly) the landscape of Midgard. Which Mary Jane and Sonja can be in awe over. Mary Jane just wants his hair, Sonja wants.. Other things. "Take care. May glory and adventure await you to be told in stories." That seems the best thing to sign off to Thor with.

"And you okay?" She would ask again to Priscilla. "You seem a bit like you're speaking to yourself a lot. Everything all right?"

Priscilla Kitaen has posed:
Priscilla also finds it funny, since she suspected some poor bastard around here did have that job. She chuckles softly. "Farewell." She shakes her head and snags another cookie. "I hadn't really spent any time wondering what he'd be like.." She tells MJ. "He's nothing like I would have expected though. More real, definitely very honest and while I have great hair.. holy crap! His is amazing." Yes she's rambling a bit as she gets her emotions under control.

"I'm still adjusting. When I first got back to Earth after what happened with my team, I went back to working as I used to, as an exotic dancer. Only this time for the rich and famous or rich and elusive. I made enough to retire and then quit. I just kept drifting farther and farther away. I thought seeing myself as I used to be, spending time in a job where I had to be outwardly beautiful all the time would help but it just made things that much harder when I transformed. As afraid of things going badly again as I am, I'm ready to risk it to try to find a place to belong." Pris looks at MJ finally.

Thor has posed:
Indeed, there is a freaked out man who is probably going to get in trouble in the hallway. Thor moved to intercept and help him relax. How on earth did he even LOSE Thor...? Well, in truth, Thor 'evaded' when the man had to fetch part of the security sign-in sheets, by just wandering off the correct direction to see Coulson. It didn't take any time to find Thor, though, so at least the man has that going for him!