6990/Brand New Day

Brand New Day
Date of Scene:	18 July 2021
Location:	The Muse Hotel and Spa - Virginia Beach, VA
Synopsis:	Hawkman jumps to the wrong conclusions. Mike corrects him.
Cast of Characters:	Michael Hannigan, Joseph Gardner

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Michael Hannigan has posed:
Another morning has arrived and the Muse hotel and Spa located in Virginia Beach is living up to its name. The amazing view over the water that greets those who can is more than worth the extra charge to have access to that side of the hotel. Not many are out on the beach just yet, allowing for the peaceful sound of the waves to be heard for those who have made use of their balcony.

Mike is not one of these people but the inside of the hotel room is not that bad either. The room is rather nice and with the permissive mindset of those who manage this hotel being similar to its sister in Metropolis, it does prevent a few headaches. One of the two double beds has been pulled away from the wall, allowing for a salt ring to encompass it.

It's amazing what a good day and night's sleep can do for someone. Feeling well rested, Mike has ventured away from the bed and is currently finishing up getting dressed. The door to the adjacent room, while mostly closed for privacy, is a bit ajar to allow for those over there to listen for any trouble and to let him know when the large breakfast order that was put in for the two rooms gets delivered.

Joseph Gardner has posed:
Hawkman is up with the chickens so to speak. Being unemployed currently he is a full time hero. He's also living quite well off some silver and gold he retrieved from the catacombs of Rome. Retrieved, not found. There was a past life that he'd accessed that was a Roman gladiator who socked it away. The libre and sisterces paid a bunch of bills after converting them with plenty left over. Now the fun part about having your brain linked to a Thanagarian Absorbascon is that so much information, provided it is known by a few people and not regarded as life or death by them is laid out for you if you know what to ask for. Nick Drago or Mike Hannigan's room is known and not regarded as life or death.Hence the tap tap tap at the window and the smiling winged man waving.

He also notes Power Girl is on a dating app and apparently succubi like all manner of ice cream. No idea how that information popped up!

Michael Hannigan has posed:
Hearing the tap tap tap of the window as he tugs his shirt down, the action is completed a bit quicker than normal. Eyes wide, his head turns to look to the source of the sound. Seeing the Hawkman smiling and waving at him, rocker stares for a few moments, hands still clinging to the bottom end of the shirt he just pulled on.

Hawkman?

Ok fine, Maybe Red-X had something when he said that Mike needed to learn to move quicker. Hands releasing from his shirt, he walks over, holding up a finger to indicate a 'one moment' request.

He turns to the adjacent room door . "Hawkman's here. He's a friendly." He advises, giving the group in there fair warning before closing the door.

Well then. Now that he's sure no one's going to go attacking the random balcony bird man, the rocker moves to the sliding door. Undoing the latch and bar.

"Morning." He greets as the door slides open.

Joseph Gardner has posed:
Hawkman enters, ducking his wings under the door jamb. "Morning. I'm glad this is an old style hotel where you have a balcony. You have any idea how hard it is to ride an elevator with these wings? Even collapsed it's no fun! I wanted to check in on you after that scuffle. Glad I could help out." He looks around the room, making sure there are no threats. Superhero and all that. He focusses on Mike for a second. "Hang on..." he steps closer and grabs a tiny ant off Mike's shirt. Prepares to flick it outside.

Michael Hannigan has posed:
Mike blinks as Hawkman reaches towards him. Head glancing down to watch where the hand goes to grab an ant off of him. This is very odd for several reasons. But not about as odd as what Mike does next.

Upon getting a glimpse of what it is that was pulled off, Mike's brows raise. "Put him back!" Mike blurts out, moving around the winged man to slide the balcony door shut, just in case.

Joseph Gardner has posed:
Hawkman's helmet hides his upper face but one may safely assume an eyebrow is raised. He smiles and carefully replaces the ant. "Sorry?" He seems at a loss for words. Maybe this man is a Buddhist? or with PETA? The winged warrior shrugs.

Michael Hannigan has posed:
As the ant is placed back on his shirt, the musician gives a slight sigh of relief. "...I have a friend who works with ants and- well." Mike pauses, watching as it seems to run down towards one of his pants pockets. "Might be one of his. He works over at the school a bit."

He glances over to the adjoining door for a few moments before looking back to Hawkman. "Thanks for popping up again in Metropolis. That Gentleman Ghost is a bit of an asshole."

Joseph Gardner has posed:
Hawkman does a quick search of faculty via Absorbascon.

Ooooh that guy. Talk about assholes. He remains silent on the subject, "Yes. Some of my past lives tangled with him before and after he died. He's a vengeful spook. I'm going to try to be around Mr. Drago, but I do have other concerns, you know? I suggest you get some very good help. Judging by the people I saw in Metropolis, you probably have them already. Don't just rely on ants."

Michael Hannigan has posed:
"Thanks for checking up. As for the security concern..." Mike glances over to the door to the adjacent room. "We've gotten a few people. Some hired on retainer so that should free you and the others up a bit."

He glances down to the pocket, where the ant crawled in andgives a slight smile, "I didn't realize I had a little hitchhiker though. But I wouldn't put it past him to do that. I should probably give him a call. That ant has probably seen some things."

Joseph Gardner has posed:
Hawkman points to the pocket and says, "Be careful of his wings! You should put him somewhere safer. Wings are important." He looks over to the door. "No doubt you saved me from a scuffle. Well if you're in good shape, I'll take off. As I said I don't want to take up more f your time... oh. This was what I wanted to ask..." He pulls a small pouch out of his harness. "I wanted to give Dr. MacIntyre some gold and silver to pay for damages to his office. Could you pass this on to him for me? Probably had a fit when he saw what I did."

Michael Hannigan has posed:
Mike blinks at the pouch as its pulled out and then looks over to Hawkman to listen to the explanation. There's a slight quirk to his lips as the hero refers to the doctor as a he. "You've never met Dr. MacIntyre before, have you?" He assesses, giving a chuckle. "SHE is probably not what you're imagining."

Joseph Gardner has posed:
Hawkman ohs and smirks. "I figured some guy... like your friend with the ants. Now I'm picturing Dolores Umbrage from those movies. Close?" After all he isn't looking everything up via Absorbascon. He tilts his head questioningly.

Michael Hannigan has posed:
Mike shakes his head, grinning as Hawkman provides two completely different pictures. "Not even close. Think long red hair, fair skin, Irish beauty." He looks to the bag. "Maybe it'd be better if you delivered that to her yourself."

Joseph Gardner has posed:
Hawkman gives Mike a quizzical look and then says, "I never had a principal looked like that. Or a doctor for that matter. I suppose I could give it to her but it is a little embarrassing. Knocked all her pictures off the wall. Broke a chair. All right though if you say so."

Michael Hannigan has posed:
The smaller man looks over Hawkman for a moment. "I- think she'd appreciate it more if you apologized in person than used me as a go-between. Embarassment aside, that's the right thing to do."

Joseph Gardner has posed:
Hawkman nods. "I suppose I can accommodate an Irish beauty with long red hair... if she does look like that Umbrage woman, I'm coming for ya. Catch you later." He smirks a little. This could be interesting after all. Hawkman steps out of the door, unfolds his wings and leaps into the air, he drops downward, then catches a thermal and soars high into the sun.