18663/We'll name it later

We'll name it later
Date of Scene:	24 July 2024
Location:	145 Central Park Penthouse
Synopsis:	No description
Cast of Characters:	Jennifer Stavros, Marie-Ange Colbert, Mary Bromfield

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Jennifer Stavros has posed:
Jen woke uncharastically early for her - read that as "before noon" - and decided that a good workout would be just the thing to sweat out the alcohol and the sitting-on-the-couch-with-beer-and-snacks lifestyle that she'd been leading over the last few weeks. No point in taking a shower then getting all stinky again from the workout to just have to shower again. So she put her hair into a ponytail to keep it out of the way, threw on a sports bra and a pair of yoga pants, and headed up to the roof to get some good workout space. Some yoga, some jumprope for cardio, and then if she still felt up for it, maybe some resumption of her gymnastics work. Sounded like a plan to her! But first - yoga mat, water bottle (gotta stay hydrated!) and a jumprope would be in order. Equipment thus obtained, she headed up to the roof to get her workout on the go.

Marie-Ange Colbert has posed:
Marie, on the contrast, is definitely an early riser. She always has been, and having stepped out to try and drum up more support for her coming trip, the redhead was now returning home to... well, she wasn't entirely sure what. There was little to do beyond waiting for more opportunities to reach out to her friends and drag them along. Then Wait for the time of the eventual /flight/. Maybe she'd just relax on the roof and watch the planes go by. Just a little something to remind herself that she wasn't on them, yet. She still had time to relax...

...so having collected an oversized umbrella to shield herself from the sun's harmful rays, she, too, heads up onto the roof just in time to find...

Jennifer Stavros has posed:
... Jen, bent over, stretching out her hips in a very undignified sort of hands-and-knees exposed stance. She hadn't even noticed thst M-A had come upstairs, so focused was she on stretching and making sure she had the pose correct. The yoga pants, while wonderful for flexibility and full range-of-movement, were absolutely _not_ good for modesty or discretion.

Marie-Ange Colbert has posed:
A sight to which Marie just stops. Stops and stares for a moment, the umbrella dropping out of her hands and clattering noisily to the roof. Her lips gape a bit, her cheeks flush, and she starts to try and make words but.... fails miserably. Instead, she opts for removing herself from the situation. Very quickly turning on her heel and making her way riiiight back down the stairs. Zoom!

Jennifer Stavros has posed:
Jen heard the clatter of the umbrella hitting the ground, but when she turned around to see what was what, there was nobody to be found. Curious, Jen paused her workout, picked up the discarded umbrella, then it finally hit her.

The only resident of this building that would carry an umbrella on a bright, sunshiney day was their resident French precog. Weird that she'd just bailed like that, though. She took a moment to make sure she didn't have any unexpected wardrobe malfunctions or the like before heading downstairs. "Yo, Marie, you home?" she called out as she descended the stairs.

Marie-Ange Colbert has posed:
    By the time Jen gets down, Marie has high-tailed it to the kitchen. Doing her best to look natural. She might not be able to precog Jen's movements -- or anyone's, right now -- but she's known the blonde long enough to guess that her escape would be investigated. So she's leaning on the counter looking out towards the living room, floppy sun hat worn on her head, big sunglasses over her eyes. Yup. Totally natural. Never mind that she's indoors.

"Oui, Jennifer, I am here!" she called back, waving a bit when the blonde comes into view.

Jennifer Stavros has posed:
Jen sighed at her friend. "What, you've never seen anyone do yoga before?" she said, arms crossed across her chest. "Also, you left your sun umbrella behind." she said. "What is _up_ with you? You're being all squirrely." she observed.

Marie-Ange Colbert has posed:
Marie coughs politely, glancing down at the counter. "I have seen people do yoga, oui." she replies softly. "...but I thought you might appreciate ah... a little privacy for such a thing, non?" she asks, cheeks reddening a bit more. Still not making eye contact. "You know what is up with me, Jennifer. You are coming with me to deal with what is up with me, remember?"

Jennifer Stavros has posed:
"Yeah, I got that part, but ... seriously? Fleeing?" she asked. "What are you, twelve?" she asked sarcastically. "People do yoga. Together or alone." she said. "I went up there so that I didn't have to rearrange anything down here to make _room_." she said, and then sighed. "Ahhh, fine. I'm gonna leave you down here to sort yourself out while I go finish up my workout." she said. "You can clutch your pearls down here." she said with a near-snarl then slapped her umbrella onto the counter before stalking back upstairs.

Doing yoga angry would probably not be the greatest idea she'd ever had, but it beat ripping into her bestie for being Weirder Than Usual.

Marie-Ange Colbert has posed:
Marie, for her part... just stands there and takes it. She's non-confrontational given the choice on a good day, and given that it hasn't been a good... week or more now, is definitely in that same mindset here. Eyes downcast, like a puppy being scolded as Jen tears into her because... well. Marie has many similarities to one in some respects. She breathes out when Jen turns and starts to go, reaching out daintily to take the umbrella, holding it against herself. The road was frought with danger, and she had much to consider. It seemed her trials wouldn't wait for her return to her home country, afterall. "...okay, enjoy your yoga, Jennifer." she finally offers, closing her eyes.

Jennifer Stavros has posed:
Jen sighed and then halted her upstairs progress before she could actually get there. Dammit, if there was one thing that cheezed her off about Marie, it was the emotional manipulation. "All right, I know life has sucked the big sweaty one for you for a while, but something's wrong. Come on, tell me all about it." she said, heading for the fridge for beer. And wine for Marie. "I mean, I know you have Family Dramas brewing, so you don't need to go back over that, but something's eating you."

Marie-Ange Colbert has posed:
Marie's breath hitches again as Jen turns, pale hands moving to gently place the umbrella down on the kitchen counter. This time, Marie walks over towards Jen, this time to take the wine that she knows is coming; they were good at reading one another, it was true. Once they both have their drinks, Marie offers, "Come." before making her way over to the couch. Settling down on it herself and pulling her legs under herself. "May I be entirely honest with you, Jennifer?"

Jen knows that Marie's generally honest with her. She omits details sometimes, though.

Jennifer Stavros has posed:
"No, I'd just love for you to continue to lie to me." she said with a saucy Jen-grin. "Also, I don't know if Mary cleaned it or not but you're sitting in the wet spot." she added with a laugh. "Startled the living shit out of me when she appeared in a flash of lightning out of nowhere." she said. Then she took a healthy swallow of her beer, for once foregoing the usual Jen-being-extra tongue action.

Marie-Ange Colbert has posed:
Marie's eyes widen a little, her free hand reaching under herself for a moment... though she relaxes once again once she realizes that yes, it's dry. Although, it's a moment later that she realizes that Jen's told her something that... she hasn't heard yet. Eyes widen again. "Wait. Did you say lightning?" Marie's thoughts just got sidetracked pretty suddenly, because it sounds like she can talk a little more freely now. "...so... you /know,/ then?" Ever have that feeling like you're being watched? Like a security guard watching a known shoplifter in the expensive item part of the store? Yeah, that's the look Jen's getting from Marie right now. Over-analytical. Trying to make sure that they're on the same page without giving it away herself.

Jennifer Stavros has posed:
"What, that your sweetie is apparently supernaturally hot and shows up outta nowhere in bolts of lightning? Yeah. I know _now_." she said with a grumble. "Could have warned me first, you know. Cost me two beers." she grumbled.

Marie-Ange Colbert has posed:
"I did not tell the woman I love that you are a mutant, Jennifer." Marie points out, "I do not keep my own secrets..." Well. With one kind-of exception. That's an important one though. "...but other peoples' secrets are always, always safe with me. I thought you would have known this?" Beat. "...but if you would like, I will pay you for the beers."

Jennifer Stavros has posed:
Jen waved that off. "I did the crime, I'll do the time. And guess what? She knows I'm a dirty mutie. She got to experience Roulette-style bad luck. Just a little." she said. "It was kinda silly when she went ass over teakettle." she said with a hint of a giggle. How she resolved the lingering bad-luck, well, that she wasn't going to get into unless pressed.

It was kinda hot, but bad Jen. No biscuit. And no pissing off the Frenchwoman.

Mary Bromfield has posed:
And that's just the time when the front door opens, and Mary steps in carrying a pair of pizza boxes. "Hey, decided I'd pick up some pies from Bruno's down the street. They were having a spec..." She pauses, and looks between Marie-Ange and Jennifer, eyebrow arching a bit as she feels a BIT like the pizza guy meme.

Save that the apartment isn't on fire and chaos hasn't ensued.

Yet.

"So, um, what's going on?"

Marie-Ange Colbert has posed:
"Oh, well. Tres bien! Then we no longer have to keep these secrets among us. Which.... makes things considerably easier." Especially if bad guys ever invade and she doesn't have to worry about trying to make a distraction for /both/ of her roommates to change into Hero Mode. Because that would be complicated, could be dangerous. "But... oh goodness." Marie's quietly picturing what Jen described and honestly? It sounded pretty amusing. Maybe mortifying, but amusing nonetheless... and then speak of the devil...

"Mary!" Marie pipes up, reaching her free hand up to take the hat off and smile at her girlfriend. "Jennifer was just telling me that you know about her being a mutant and she knows about you being magic."

Poor Marie does not realize what's going on here yet. Not /really./

Jennifer Stavros has posed:
Jen grinned at Mary's appearance, but then was reminded that A) she wasn't wearing much and B) Mary had _pizza_.

Delicious, delicious pizza.

So Jen got to her feet, her yoga pants and sports bra not doing much to hide what Jen had going on, and she moved over to claim a pie. "You're a doll." she said with a bright smile and then took the pizzas from the taller woman. Not that that narrowed it down much, most _everyone_ was taller than poor tiny little Jen. But took the pizza boxes she did, and carried them into the kitchen to lay them out along with some plates.

Mary Bromfield has posed:
Mary blinks a bit, tilting her head at Jen, then she looks back over at Marie, laughing a little. "Yeah, I was... a little bushed after fighting cosmic villains and other jerks, so I just zapped myself straight back here. Didn't think there'd be anyone in the living room. Let alone someone who was drinking my special beer stash." She gives Jen a wry look, clearly teasing her, as she relinquishes the pizzas in question.

And with that, she moves over towards Marie, settling in on the other side of her on the couch and givnig her a big hug. "Oh! I saw Warlock and Monet, they were up there with me."

Marie-Ange Colbert has posed:
Marie, of course, is happy to seize on the distraction from the less-fun things going on in her life and... well, the two people that she cares about most telling stories of epic fails, it makes for an awfully good distraction. Which is why she's more than happy to giggle along and beam from ear to ear. "It sounds like a most entertaining night then! I wish I had been here to see it myself, but the Club had me working late." she replies with a bit of a frown, watching Jen go to start serving the pizza, and returning Mary's embrace when she comes to join her. "Tres magnifique! Are they well?" Because if it was tiring for /Mary/... her more mortal friends might have a much rougher time of it. Get-Well Cards will be sent.

Jennifer Stavros has posed:
Jen loads up three plates with slices of pie, and noted that it sucked that New York City got all the rep for pizza and AC had bupkis. Totes not fair! But she made her way to the other women, offering them places balanced along her arms and her torso, which from a certain point of view may have looked like Jen was offering a little titty along with the pizza.

Just a little. As a treat.

"Looking back, it was pretty funny. Startled the shit out of me, then she did it _again_ and I dropped two beers in the kitchen." she said. "And yes, Marie, I cleaned up after myself like a good girl." she promised.

Mary Bromfield has posed:
Mary grins, "Yeah, I got blasted into a mountain. They were tough... tough enough that we had to back off and regroup. Especially after one of them decided to betray us for his former boss, or something. I'm admittedly not clear on all the particulars, save..."

She pauses, and looks glad for the distraction of said pizza and cleavage to say, "Their boss, or whatever he is. I don't think I've ever seen anything quite like /that/." And Mary has seen a lot of powerful things, from Warworld to Brainiac to even the Wizard and goddesses that give her powers.

Marie-Ange Colbert has posed:
"It takes getting used to," Marie admits, leaning into Mary in a cozy fashion. The way the blonde brings back the pizza is... a testament to her balance, to be sure. Though her eyes avert accordingly. She's not trying to perv on her best friend, honest! "...but after a while it will become commonplace and... well, then watching out for real lightning becomes the worry." Of course, they had Ororo before this, so. That was a thing.

Then Mary's talking about the cosmic shenanigans and... well, if Marie wasn't pale already, she'd pale even more now. "That... does not bode well." If a force that included Mary, Monet, /and/ Warlock had to back off? The only type of power she can think of to equate it to is Brainiac. And those were not good times.

Jennifer Stavros has posed:
Jen was cheerfully oblivious to the array of cosmic forces being discussed. Instead, whatever the other two ladies didn't want was hers to nom upon. So she took up her spot on the dry side of the couch and proceeded to inhale the pizza in a most unlady-like way.

Apparently, she was hungry.

She had enough social grace to not want to bring up the "Hey, Marie, I know you got a lot goin' on but what the fuck, girl?" in front of her lover. That'd just be rude and cause Drama.

Normally, Jen adored drama, but mostly what she really enjoyed was Other People's Drama. This was hitting a little close to home.

Mary Bromfield has posed:
Mary grins at Marie, "Hey, I don't short-circuit the electronics... too often, anyway. The first year or so I had the powers it was a little more interesting, but I've gotten better with the control since then." She chuckles, "Like back when I was working at the coffee shop. That was some interesting times, for sure." She noms on her pizza, continuing to lean up against Marie as she takes a lot of comfort in having Marie-Ange next to her, sighing a bit.

Marie-Ange Colbert has posed:
Marie's already taking a bite of her pizza when Jen shines the spotlight back in her direction, and, well. She's glad that she's got food in her mouth and that she's too much of a /lady/ to talk with her mouth full. Which means that she gets precious extra seconds to put the words together to speak.

"You know about France." Marie offers, closing her eyes. "My daily readings have been coming up with the same cards, in the same positions, for over a week now... no matter the question. It is like fate itself is conspiring to keep me from turning the page. As if there is something I am not /meant/ to know about... and it makes me feel as if I were blind." Beat. "...and walking up onto the roof to see you /bent over/ like that..." Marie flushes a bit again, here. "Jennifer, you /know/ I like girls. I was not expecting it, so I removed myself from the situation in hopes you would not notice." Because her head's a mess right now, and things like that are not exactly what she wants to try to sort out.

It makes it a little easier that she has Mary here to lean on. Although it's also a little /harder/ because this isn't the type of thing she usually talks about with her partner, either.

Sometimes. Just not /usually./

Jennifer Stavros has posed:
Jen blinked. And then flushed scarlet. "Well, I'd apologize for inadvertantly turning you on when I didn't even know you were there but ... nah. Not gonna. That one's on you, girl." she said, and then another patented Jen Stavros Bad Idea (tm) popped into her brain.

"If I was trying to turn you on, you'd know it. That was yoga." she blurted out.

Mary Bromfield has posed:
Mary grins wryly, "As opposed to how you remove bad luck charms?" She gives Jen a positively wicked look, then hugs Marie, giving her a wry expression. "Well, I mean, you and Jen have been tight since before /we/ were dating. It's not exactly a surprise..." She doesn't seem to be too adverse to the fact that Marie might have a thing for Jen... so much as surprised it hasn't come up sooner.

Marie-Ange Colbert has posed:
Now it's Marie's turn to turn as red as her hair. "I said nothing about turning me on!" she protests, eyes shutting tightly. "I was /suprised./ I walk up the stairs and... /right there./" These are times that Marie's temptation is to flee, or hide, or change the subject... and Mary just gives her the perfect excuse. "...wait. How /do/ you remove bad luck charms?" ...because in every instance that Marie can remember Jen using bad luck, it's been very much intentional, and very much /not/ removed. So now she's curious.

Mary Bromfield has posed:
Mary gets a bit of a sly look. Marie might recognize it as the look she had right before introducing Marie to the wonders of Elden Ring for her Contrarians to enjoy. Well, the Contrarians enjoyed it. Marie not so much... until Ranni gave her the spirit wolves to play with, anyway.

Mary then says, "Oh, I think Jen should probably be the one to properly explain /that/." And she smiles over at Marie, "Hey, it /was/ right there... I mean, it isn't a bad thing, right?"

Jennifer Stavros has posed:
Jen smirked, but then looked over Mary for a moment. "You sure you want to know?" she asked Marie, uncharactistically concerned for her friends, both old and new. Aw. hell with it.

Stavros family motto.

"Well, you see, it goes a little something like this..." she said, calling up a small good-luck disc and holding it in her mouth. Then she stepped over to where Marie-Ange stood and kissed her.

The moment their lips made contact, the good-luck disc entered into Marie-Ange's body, twisting fate just a littler bit to skew the odds in her favor.

Just a little.

"It's like that." she said, stepping back so, were she so inclined, Marie could slap the stupid out of her.

Marie-Ange Colbert has posed:
Mary's words only result in Marie turning even redder. "It-it-it... it would be /improper/ to look. It would be one thingg if it was you bu--"

...and then Jen /kisses her./

And something in the redhead's brain just breaks. It might have been something she's thought about before, at least since discovering that liking girls was not the most horrible thing in the world... but it's not something that she ever expected to happen. Jen was straight. /She/ was with Mary.

So when Jen pulls away, Marie doesn't slap her. She doesn't even more, just kind of... stands there with her eyes wide and mouth agape. Marie.exe has encountered an error. Rebooting now.

Mary Bromfield has posed:
Mary moves over towards Marie, slipping her arms around her from behind to help support her, "Um, yeah, that kinda surprised me too." She smiles a little, tilting her head to make sure that Marie eventually gets into her restart sequence after getting BSOD'd by Jen's demonstration.

Jennifer Stavros has posed:
"Damn. I mean, I know I was good, but ... _damn_." she said as it dawned on her that maybe she wasn't going to die. Or get hit by lighting. Or get hit by lightning and then die. "So yeah. Bad Jen, but ... maybe not?" she said, venturing a guess. "I mean, I got no idea how any of this is supposed to work, or even if it's supposed to work, and I think I should shut up before one of you just hurls me into Camden." she joked weakly.

Camden sucked, especially for an Atlantic City girl like her.

Marie-Ange Colbert has posed:
The reboot process doesn't come easy, because the second she's recovered from the fact that Jen kissed her... /that's/ when she realizes those are Mary's arms around her, and she spins around. Then starts pointing from Mary to Jen. Then to herself. Then she makes a /sound/ that almost resembles words but very much isn't.

...but she hasn't run off in shock and horror, so /that's/ something.

Jennifer Stavros has posed:
Jen looked over at Marie and then smirked. "I think I broke her." she observed. "You might need to drag her back into your lair and jumpstart her." she said with a laugh. "And don't forget to press RECORD first!" she offered as a helpful suggestion.

Jen Stavros, she of suicidal self-confidence right up until it wasn't. She couldn't help it sometimes, she just had to be _her_.

Mary Bromfield has posed:
Mary asides to Jen, "I don't have an OnlyFans, despite what a section of my fanbase /really/ wants." She laughs softly, then looks at Marie, "Words are good hon. But in case you're wondering, I'm not mad or anything. At either of you. Quite the opposite, really." Which, actually... confirms the fact that Jen doesn't have to be worried about being chucked into Camden.

Even if Mary was angry, she's not /that/ mean.

Marie-Ange Colbert has posed:
Jen kissed her. Mary's not angry. 'Quite the opposite, really'.

Marie disentangles herself from Mary's arms, taking a step sideways and then turning to better face both of them. "Sit." It's one word, but it's said with a sort of confidence that doesn't normally come out of Marie's mouth. Only after the other two do will she join them, settling herself between the pair. There's a long look over at Mary, then a look back over to Jen. "I... believe we have something to speak of." Then there's a pause, and Marie adds as she puts the pieces together, "You... kissed my girlfriend, Jennifer?" Her tone doesn't betray emotions, here. There's no anger. No shock. No betrayal. Everything's processing in her head.

Jennifer Stavros has posed:
Annnnnd here it comes. "Yep. Like the lady said, I kissed a girl and I liked it." she said. "Did not taste of cherry, though. Probably because was just in space, not concerned about the aesthetic." she babbled, trying really hard not to panic. Maybe she could bad-luck both of them and then dive into her room?

No, that wouldn't work. Mary was suuper-buff in her super form and could, if she wanted, just rip the door off its hinges.

If it wasn't really hot and something very new and exciting to her, Jen might have spent a moment wondering what the _fuck_ she was doing. This wasn't like with the boys where she could show a little skin and skate from consequences.

Could she?

Mary Bromfield has posed:
Mary sits on the other side of Marie, though she does slide her arm around Marie as she sits with her on the couch, "Well, I was a bit surprised by it myself. But well, I remember not thinking about women like that... until I met you, Marie." She gives Jen a curious look, "Can be pretty confusing at first, like you want to just hide until everything settles down, and then you realize it doesn't."

Someone might have the Wisdom of Mnemosyne helping her out in processing things.

Marie-Ange Colbert has posed:
Marie nods her head once to Jen's words. Then again to Mary's...

...and then both hands move to try and take hold of Jennifer's face and kiss /her./ This one lingers for a moment, unless /Jen/ tries to flee, and when their lips part she'll lean back to relax against Mary. Is that /smugness/ on Marie's face? Was she even capable of such expressions? Maybe Jen's rubbed off on her more than the blonde realizes.

Jennifer Stavros has posed:
Jen was normally pretty hard to take by surprise. But having Marie's tongue stuck down her throat caught her _completely_ by surprise. But hey, she was a Jersey chick. Roll with the punches.

Give as good as you get.

She doesn't flee. She doesn't back away. She leans _into_ it, making it a nice little short makeout session. By the time Marie pulls away, Jen has a very hungry look on her face.

Not so different as with the boys after all. Just different.

"You know, I respect that your girl is right there and all but if you're gonna come at me like that, you'd better put out." she said with a teasing smile. Then she looked over at Mary. "What, you want some too?" she asked in a way that the Philly girl would recognize.

Mary Bromfield has posed:
Mary grins, "Yeah, well, I'm here aren't I?" She winks at Jen, giving Marie a supportive hug, "I'm definitely okay with the three of us being... well, a triple?" She gives Jen a sly look, "You already drink all my beer as it is, which I'm pretty sure means we're engaged in certain areas of Philadelphia." Her eyes dance with amusement, as she reaches out to Jen with her free hand. "C'mere."