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Sending a Fox Message
Date of Scene: 19 January 2021
Location: Rockefeller Center
Synopsis: A date!
Cast of Characters: Saeko, Hank Pym




Saeko has posed:
Strange as it might seem, Saeko herself didn't spend her entire time in 'Heaven' awaiting calls of worshippers and answering summons. At least, not these days. She got around, explored the world, and these days? She was very much enjoying the U.S. as a focus of her lastest forray onto the mortal world. That and, the food had been nice, the sights had been new. Now? She was down in the Rockefeller Center Plaza, herself moving towards the edge of the skating ring, leaning herself against the wall and tilting her head to the side as she pondered.

Her tails, ears? They were hidden away. She looked perfectly human, ears and all! Her clothing wasn't a yukata either, but instead a far more 'normal' pair of yoga pants and a t-shirt worn under a fur-lined coat to leave her looking like anyone out to explore the cold.

Hank Pym has posed:
Hank Pym was out exploring the world as well. He wasn't spending all his time in his lag doing research and answering technical questions. Rockefeller Center held an attraction for him of late. He was walking along the rink as well. Too much skating had given him sore ankles. This was very bad if you put a lot of weight on your ankles and you did if you went by 'Goliath' or 'Giant-Man'. For once, he comes upon the kitsune unseen. Seeing no one paying attention, Hank shrinks down to ant size, walks between her feet and grows back to normal scale with a prankish 'boo'!

Saeko has posed:
All her knowledge of mystic and mythic arts and beings alike, but the Kitsune had never actually tried Ice Skating before. Yet so many humans made it look effortless, even several children were managing it...and yet Saeko is a little concerned. Generally she'd crossed such slippery surfaces, she'd done it in another form...or not at all and floated her way past it! Crossing her arms, she'd had her focus entirely on the ice rink...so when the 'Giant' sneaks up and regrows with his 'boo'?

She shrieks, jumping back in suprise and lifting her hands defensively and almost certainly earning an odd look or two before she exhales a breath. Flushed features showing her embarassment, the disguised Tenko points an accusatory finger. "You startled me!"

Hank Pym has posed:
Hank Pym throws his hands up and immediately looks contrite. He tries to take the Tenko's hands in his. "I'm so sorry! I didn't expect to startle you so... I figured, you always pop up and startle me, you'd appreciate the humor of it. I'm sorry! Tell me how to make amends. Immediately. Books, hot chocolate. Skating? Anything!" The scientist bows his head. It's entirely the wrong bow if you're Japanese savvy. Hopefully his intent counts more than form. Wow what a look on her face. "However, I feel like meeting here is not by chance but possibly something more?" he finishes humbly.

Saeko has posed:
A hand caught, her other hand? It comes to her own chest, a shake of her head and a soft exhale of breath. "No it's...fine. I apologise for my lack of decorum." A pause, his own apology brings her free hand to his shoulder and a light squeeze. "No harm done. It has been quite a while since someone has suprised me...and I do have a habbit of 'just appearing'. That's a bit of a byproduct of summoning...combined with a little teleportation."

His comment about their meeting? It earns a quirk of her lips, a little tilt of her head. "A shared fondness for ice skating certainly isn't it. Imagine having tails like mine and falling on them...while people skate around you on sharp implements."

Hank Pym has posed:
Hank Pym looks quizzically. "Is this an illusion? Are your tails still resent but unseen? That can be dangerous. I assumed you shape shift. Illusion is probably less strenuous. There don't seem to be a lot of people on the ice today... and they seem well behaved and willing to keep their distance. I already have an alien some lessons. Do you want to try? I'll keep my eyes on you. It'd be a pleasure. It is fun."

Saeko has posed:
"Sometimes, sometimes not," she answers, a little laugh offered at how unhelpful that answer is. "It is a physical change," she explains, lifting his hand toward the top of her head to 'feel' there was no pointed furry ear up there before nodding. His guess about effort was accurate, even if the difference was only slight. "There are things that can cause me to change back unintentionally. And even when I am in this form I sometimes forget, it can still -feel- like they are there."

His offer of trying? The Kitsune shrugs. "I suppose it could be fun, if I can manage not to fall."

Hank Pym has posed:
Hank Pym maybe leaves his hand on Saeko's temple a second longer than necessary. He gets them skates and insists on gearing her up himself. "Very important the skates are tight but not cut off blood flow. A loose skate can hurt your ankles." His ankles were a little sore but it is suddenly forgotten. He smiles as he makes sure the skates fit Saeko perfectly. As he works he tries to remember the bits and pieces he read about kitsune and their shape changing. Some forget to conceal their tails, inexperienced ones. Drunkeness. ... being startled. Curse him for an ass. He was pretty sure the Japanese bookstore he was going to had better references. He also notes general information may not apply to Saeko specifically.

"I think your ears and tails are quite lovely," he says appropo of nothing.

Saeko has posed:
"I do not think I am in danger of injury from shoes that are too tight," the Kitsune in human guise muses aloud, but still she humors him in securing the skates, leaning herself against the ring's edge while he does so. Already they felt akward, to a creature that usually moved with such ease and grace. "At least, nothing lasting. I am no less capable of being injured than you, but the...after effects? Less so."

His comment on her ears and tails has Saeko smiling, a nod of thanks offered. "Some find them unsettling," she muses. "I actually encountered a young mutant I took for one of my kind at first. Random mutantion, yet she almost looked to be a 'Senko' herself."

Hank Pym has posed:
Hank Pym is never going to keep these terms straight. "Senko... is that a rank, like you're a tenko and... more mature." Nice save Hank. He seems satisfied. He gets up and holds his hands to her. "Move towards me with tiny steps. As your balance improves, you take longer steps until... you are skating." He holds he hands and moves back.

Life is strange. A few hours ago he was dealing with an evil double. Now he's teaching a charming fox lady to skate.

Saeko has posed:
"It's...a rank and a phase of life I suppose," Saeko explains, taking the small steps with a near constant frown on her lips. She was a creature of confidence and had always carried herself with that otherworldly charm and grace. Now? She looked as akward as anyone who was taking their first steps on ice-skates. "Think of it as...younger, less experienced and just begining in service of Inari." Letting her explaination fade there, she simply shrugs her shoulders, but it's a less confident motion than usual when she was also requiring her arms for support. "I am Saeko, that is enough explaination to worry about anyway."

Hank Pym has posed:
Hank Pym nods. Speaking would only distract her. To be fair, he's not exactly Brian Boitano himself. Apparently you ride enough ants you develop some degree of balance. He tries to smile encouragingly. He wonders offhand who the Mutant faux fox was? He puts his mind back on skating. Many animals use their tails for balance. Maybe she's deprived of hers and it hurts her performance. By human standards, she's doing fine.

"You're doing fine. Ignore the other skaters."

Saeko has posed:
"As long as I do not fall on my face..." Saeko begins, a few cautious movements to try and get forward momentum ending with a little wobbling and a little noise of frustration. "To think, huma-...people do this for fun, to relax. And they say spirits are strange..." Apparently for all the rumored mythical insight and mytical knowledge a Tenko was meant to have, mastery of ice skates wasn't in there. Still, she'd manage at least one circling of the space before she stumbles, hand reaching out to try and catch to steady herself.

Hank Pym has posed:
Hank Pym throws an arm around her waist to steady her. She isn't going to fall on her face!

"It's sort of like reading, much more enjoyable to do than to learn. Whoa, easy I have you! I'm not letting any divine messengers fall fo... on me." He steadies the Tenko and asks, "Had enough for now? You did pretty well. We can get some hot chocolate or a snack." He points to the stand near the bookstore he was just in.

Saeko has posed:
Steadied by the arm at her waist and the proximity that indeed revealed her tails were not present at the moment, Saeko nods to the offer with a soft chuckle and gently 'small-steps' her way to the edge of the ring, deftly bending to unlace herself. Seems she was keen to end today's practice! "I am glad to have tried it, but I think I will be just as happy to reflect on the memory with a beverage and some warmth."

Hank Pym has posed:
Hank Pym chuckles. He bends over to unlace his own skates. "It's good to get out of your comfort zone, I am learning. But yeah, some chocolate and warmth would be nice." As he bends over a small paperback falls out of his jacket and lands face up on the ice "The Kitsune in Japanese Folk Lore" A nine-tailed fox is embossed in silver on the cover.

"Oh. Forgot that was there..." Hank says lamely.

Saeko has posed:
"I have been around for a very long time, but there is still plenty in the world I have not seen or experienced. I suppose I can add this to that which I have tr-" Saeko begins, only to pause at the sight of the book, a quirk of her lips and a tilt of her head as she straightens up, stepping out of the skates and immediately seeming more comfortable as she slipped her feet into her boots. "Were you curious about me Hank? I'm willing to bet whomever wrote that book has never accidently managed to summon a Tenko themself through complex quantum mathmatics you know..."

Hank Pym has posed:
Hank Pym pockets the book. "It's a collection of old stories. Some of the people may have met kitsune. They mostly follow a formula. A man falls in love with a beautiful woman, can't leave well enough alone, proves she is a kitsune and she departs. Men are idiots. Some ways to make a kitsune show her true nature, all of which seem pretty rude and ungrateful. It boils down to leave well enough alone."

He pockets the book, blushes. "Sure I want to learn about you. I enjoy your company. I just thought a little background would be useful. though I should have known not to startle you without reading any books. ... I'm glad you decided to be friends. You're good for me -no divine intervention needed." He turns to lead Saeko to the stand for chocolate. "It is cold. My cheeks are turning red."

Saeko has posed:
"A tale reported more than with Kitsune," Saeko muses, smirking a little at his explaination for red cheaks and then nodding, but continuing the conversation as they walked. "But some are true enough, there have been other creatures like me, even others of my kind that have fallen in love or go on to bare children with mortals, sometimes the stories end just as your book suggested, others? They may have hidden in for many years." Still she tilts her head, a small musing smirk.

"I am glad as well Hank," Saeko speaks as they approach the offer of drinks contained by the stand's presence. "It was rewarding in itself to help you when you called, but to have company and friendship? It is perhaps more valuable than the offerings of worshippers.

Hank Pym has posed:
Hank Pym remarks conversationally, "I know two gods, for what it's worth. Neither asked me for worship or offerings. I do send out for beer and pizza when we hang out. They're nice enough. Honestly I was looking at accounts to get an idea whether you have free time or like that." He orders two touristy and very artsy chocolates laden with whipped cream. When he pays he removes a small black card with a gold 'A' emblem on it on a metal chain lanyardand hands it to her. "This is your pass to my lab, since everyone is having a snit about me voiding the wards. Meanwhile there's all kinds of god knows what going on in the mansion itself. I have work to do, let Dr. Druid and Scarlet Witch handle it. I can't fix everything.

"Sorry, forgive my rant. This is for you, to let the staff know you are a friend and very welcome. Now about the Avengers... they're great folks. Nothing to fear there. Oh, Hercules is a horn dog -but he has a good heart."

Saeko has posed:
"The Asgardian?" Saeko questions lightly, even she had seen Thor and his more public exploits. His mention of accounts seems to earn a look of confusion, but the moment is passed on in favor of the offered pass that has her smiling. "Ah, more traditional means is probably better anyway. As fortunate as our meeting was, the 'summoning' through mystic means is like having someone calling your name right in your ear until you answer it even if it's halfway decent. A more powerful spell would basically force me to appear...I think a simple phonecall is preferable."

His comment on Hercules? That earns a laugh, a raise of her hand to her lips before she shrugs her shoulders. "Truth be told, it is the heroes such as the Avengers, others who wield divine power to help others that motivated me to return and do what I do now. To have an active hand in things rather than solely grant blessings of those who know ritual and tradition perfectly.

Hank Pym has posed:
Hank Pym says, "Really, the Avengers motivated you? That's very flattering. I mean... I'm sure talking to ants and shrinking wasn't the first thing that caught your notice. Now the darned chocolate is making me blush... flush!" He begins a study of the whipped cream in his largely untouched drink. "I should probably get back to my lab... " He says reluctantly. "Drop in anytime... I want to keep my little equation for emergencies, if that is all right? I mean for superhero emergencies. I don't expect an existential crisis or anything.""

Saeko has posed:
"Them and those like them," Saeko nods, smiling lightly. "So bring peace and prosperity is what I have always endevoured to do for humans in need. But watching the 'heroes' of this world made me realise that sometimes a more direct hand was needed." Her own drink is sipped, his words bring a little smile and nod of agreement. "Of course. You are welcome to ask for help, mystic or otherwise. Or simply invite me for tea once more...but I believe you have my phone number now."

She pauses, a light giggle in her throat. "Sorry. A Tenko with a phone...that would seem very novel among the Amatsu-kami."

Hank Pym has posed:
Hank Pym takes a breath and puts his hand on hers. "We have each other's numbers yes... What would they say about a Tenko who gets taken out to dance or the movies by a human?" Anticipation and a little anxiety is written plainly on his face. His hand rests very lightly as if ready to be removed. "I enjoy your company. I find you attractive for many reasons. None of them divine by the way, all you."

Saeko has posed:
"Dancing? We have yet to go dancing," Saeko points out lightly, "I doubt my stumbling on the ice counts by any stretch." Still, the Tenko shrugs, tilting her head to the side. "At worst, they might think I was being a little 'immature', but it is not so strange. Many Kitsune have made to experience human life, some have lived entire lives with families down on Earth in the past. I'm sure you're little book is full of wonderful tales about that. Or stories of dangerous temptress'."

She sips her drink once more, a smile and a tilt of her head. "You do? Technically speaking my physical beauty is divine. A reflection of what we are."

Hank Pym has posed:
Hank Pym raises an eyebrow. "Well if it is a reflection, then again, it is you. So there. So would you like to go dancing or... karaoke? Or to a movie, a date? I am expressing an interest in you. I just don't know how this works." Her hand is still there he notes. Good sign.

Saeko has posed:
The hand remains, a brow lifts, but there is a smile on her lips. "I am willing to do so," she offers, pausing to correct herself. "I would like to...but I would not want you to feel obligated, or for my aid I've offered you to influence your view of me..." A beat, the disguised Kitsune exhales a little breath and gestures toward herself. "I am...not a normal woman. I am strange...by my very nature."

Hank Pym has posed:
Hank Pym smiles. "My great granddaughter and several family members are intelligent machines. Two of my friends are gods as I said. My daughter was stolen as a baby and raised as an assassin. My ex wife demanded I... make her part wasp to make her a superhero. I frequently dip into a Micro universe where I can hold worlds in my hands. I gave skating lessons to a woman from another world here a couple weeks ago. I can handle strange. If you have a problem with anything I do, tell me and be truthful and I will do the same. I mean Japanese culture seems very strange to me at times. The thing is when something is strange, you can either give in to your fear or learn about it. I don't fear strange. I like strange. Of course after saying all that, you may not be strange enough to handle me." He chuckles at his own life. Ten he takes a sip of chocolate. "I'm amazed the karaoke didn't make you leave. No one knows I do it."

Saeko has posed:
"I am a celestial being of over one-thousand years of age that exsists as an entity of spiritual energy when I am not manifested in physical form, bound to a Kami as a divine messenger and bringer of blessings. I've had lovers, watched empires rise and fall and have been physically killed twice. The culture of those who traditionally worship Inari is barely a footnote in the 'strange'." A smile, another sip as her explaination would probably get an odd look if she was overheard, she instead waves off the comment of Karoke. "Not every 'artist' is a master. It is the expression of it that counts, no?"

Hank Pym has posed:
Hank Pym nods. "I read that your number of tails denotes... length of career and power. Much like number of PhDs in my career. Anyway, when I'm not doing lab work and Avengers's stuff, I like... cooking, music, exploring other worlds. I am a decent dancer and average singer. I'm trying to be a better dad. I like helping young people deal with their super powers and helping them in general to not grow up to be idiots. I love and am in awe of my daughter. I... am considering forming my own Avengers team. I started practicing meditation to control my BPD -but you knew that. I like to keep my decorum at all times." With that he takes a big sip of his chocolate resulting in whipped cream on the end of his nose, which he seems unaware of until he smirks.

Saeko has posed:
"That's true," Saeko nods, gesturing to herself. "I only became a Tenko, gained the number of tails I have about six years ago. Among others of my station, that makes me somewhat younger." A shrug, Saeko listens to the explaination of Hank as posed by the man himself, his words bringing a little grin to her lips before she gestures with a single fingertip towards the 'dab' of whipped cream. The substance gently 'lifts' itself upwards, forming a floating sphere of sweetness that absently floats towards her before she leans in to 'bite' down on the bubble with that same grin.

Hank Pym has posed:
Hank Pym watches it with some amusement. He also decides to hold Saeko's hand, rather than just cover it. He grins, "You are very good at holding my attention. And what do you do when you are physical and have free time? Do you have hobbies or interests I could understand? Oh I like watching old movies too. So what do you enjoy, besides human cuisine?"

Saeko has posed:
"I enjoy travelling, music, reading and...exploring. You must remember, simply being around people, seeing what they create? It is all new to me. Exciting and exotic."

"Perhaps these movies would be interesting...and in truth? I have been enjoying helping people. The confrontation on the streets with those monsters was...exciting."

Hank Pym has posed:
Hank Pym rubs his now pristine nose a little surprised and the bite. "A movie... I could make you another dinner at my house and show you something from my collection, you might like. I mean they all have those odd humans in them! There's one... I watch it a lot. "Breakfast at Tiffany's" -it's about two people who made a lot of bad decisions and how they basically redeem themselves. I like redemption stories you might say, having worked on my own lately! We can relax. You can let your tails out and we can see how it goes."