7206/Fountain Chat

Fountain Chat
Date of Scene:	03 August 2021
Location:	Flushing Meadows Park
Synopsis:	Saeko watches Bando fall in a fountain and they have a little chat.
Cast of Characters:	Bando George, Saeko

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Bando George has posed:
    It's 4:30, school is out, and Bando was making his way back from class. But hey, maybe he can just do some undercover heroing. In the park. His costume has been mutilated, and since he just left class, he's dressed rather ordinarily. Like any other teenager, a t-shirt and khaki shorts, his back pack over one shoulder. But here in the park in the middle of the afternoon, there isn't much to be said for crime in Queens. So he finds himself wandering aimlessly, watching as a few people play tennis on the courts.

Saeko has posed:
Saeko didn't look like a student...well, unless she wanted to, but the guise she wore was simply that of a more human version of her true form. No ears or tails, but certainly she kept most of that unnatural beauty.

Her path was lazy, comfortable as she walked through the park. In her hands? A small packet of what appeared to be chocolates happily being tucked into. They'd been a gift on an altar, and Saeko had to admit chocolate was one of her favorite inventions of humanity.

Bando George has posed:
    Bando is searching for crime! Not watching a ball bounce back and forth! He shakes his vision away, and continues on his path. It's not very...criminal around her. He lets out a sigh, and catches sight of Saeko. While he is a rather upstanding and courteous youth, he's not immune to seeing a pretty lady. He keeps walking, getting closer to the large globe that acents the park

    It would have been good if he kept paying attention to where he was walking, but he didn't. His foot hits the edge of the pond's knee high barrier, and he finds himself tumbling forward, face first into the water.

    Splash. His feet are straight up, his backpack tumbling into the clear shin deep liquid. There goes his homework.

Saeko has posed:
Divine messenger or not, Saeko hadn't seen that one coming. A whince at the splash, the kitsune in disguise looks over, stepping towards the soaked student in the water with a soft little giggle despite herself.

It -was- kind of funny after all.

"Are you alright?" she asks, offering out a hand. "That looked...unpleasent."

Bando George has posed:
    Bando's head comes up, slinging water from his wet hair. He reaches out, grabbing his backpack as quickly as he can, and drags it out of the water, taking the offered hand before he even realizes who it is that offered it. He rights himself. "Yeah," he says, wiping his face clear and blinking. "I just...was hot, that's all." Yeah, good excuse. He looks up, and turns red a bit. "Oh um, hi." He is a bit dumbfounded. "Yeah it's a new thing, just jumping into fountains, you know." He shrugs, as if yeah, that's a realistic explanation.

Saeko has posed:
The hand up was just that, it seemed normal enough as it helped Bando to his feet.

Amusement plain on the woman's features, she gives a little shrug of her shoulders. "I...had not heard. Perhaps I am out of touch, thinking swimming pools were usually for that sort of thing."

Mirth still in her tones, she tilts her head lightly to the side. "Still, perhaps you should have left your belongings out of the water? A lot of of things these days don't tend to handle getting wet well."

Bando George has posed:
    "Oh, my bag? Yeah, pff," he waves it off, sitting on the edge of the fountain. "It's totally fine. I mean, just homework, right? I'll just...get it dried out." He looks wincingly at his bag. Second day of school and he already wrecked three text books. That's a new record. He glances up. "And swimming in pools is great, too," he says. "I just really like swimming. Do you like swimming? I'm Bando." Maybe he should have introduced himself before asking questions. He has a certain fast pace of talking with few breaks between his sentences. He unzips his bag, pulling out a damaged textbook. Yep, he's probably in trouble.

Saeko has posed:
"Saeko," the dark-haired woman smiles, but should he reach to open the books she lifts that hand, offering a little soft exhalation of pause. "Perhaps you should check them later? Give them a chance to dry?"

It shouldn't make a difference but...well, kitsune have a logic all to themselves, that much was certain. "Perhaps you should sit and do the same? Unless you are wanting to soak further..."

Bando George has posed:
    Bando swings his legs over and out of the water, then puts them on dry ground. "Yeah," he agrees, pulling off his shoes one after another, the sopping socks dripping all over the concrete. "So, you come here a lot?" he asks. "I don't. Not usually. I was looking for crime," he nods, as if that was a normal thing to be looking for. "To stop," he clarifies. "Not like, committing a crime. I stop crimes. I'm a superhero." Perhaps a questionable claim.

Saeko has posed:
"I go here and there, whereever catches my fancy really, but I got a call to come here earlier and now I'm just taking a little time to relax," a pause, her hand dips into her box of sweets again and she gives a little grin. "That and to enjoy these, want one?"

Generousity was a virtue after all!

Stop crime? That earns a blink, her head tilting to oneside. "A superhero?"

Bando George has posed:
     Candy? Yes.
    Bando takes a peek at the box. "Sure, thanks!" he cheerfully accepts, reaching out to take one of the delectables. "Yeah, like, stopping crime." His face has a few healing scrapes on it, as do his arms. "I'm just getting started, really," he admits, "But so far it's going pretty good I think." He nods to himself in agreement with his own statement. "I mean, I stopped this thing the other day, like, skeleton tribal guys and some space spiders or something. This big giant dude, have no idea what it was all about, but he's stopped. And stopped a drug deal by accident. And rescued a lady and her son from a gang fight. That was the first one. Pretty scary but it worked out. Wow did I feel terrible after that one. I even fell down a flight of stairs."

Saeko has posed:
"And you are so open about it all," Saeko giggles, shrugging her shoulders before she moves to sit herself down atop the very edging that had tripped Bando up earlier.

"Still, it sounds awfully dangerous, especially if you do not have powers...or training...or armor perhaps?"

Bando George has posed:
    "Oh, I mean, yeah probably shouldn't be," Bando considers. "Like I said, still kinda new to it. But I do have powers, y'know. I can teleport things. Just like. Bam." He snaps his fingers. "Bad guy has gun, BAM, I got it now. Bad guy has car. BAM, it's gone parked...somewhere else. Yeah it's dangerous, but God gave me powers, so I gotta use them to do good, right?" He stops suddenly. "Sorry, I'm talking too much," he realizes. Saeko, right? What do you do?" he asks, and stops himself from talking more by popping the candy into his mouth.

Saeko has posed:
A little tilt of her head and a smirk. She had such an ability herself...but that took both being born a kitsune and many years of practice. Mutants and metahumans truely did change the nature of things.

"I am someone who offers aid," she muses, chuckling a little and leaning forwards. He was blunt, she'd found that amusing enough to return the favor.

"I bring blessings of Inari to those who make offerings, luck or insight, prosperity and fortune."

Listed off lazily, her eyes drift to Bando, clearly looking for the reaction.

Bando George has posed:
    Bando listens, but has a certain glaze that follows those who lack understanding. He nods anyway. "So like...a paramedic?" he asks. "Or a doctor or something?" He suddenly looks like he gets it. "Oh, INARI! Is it one of those like eastern medicine things where they stick you with needles and it makes your muscles feel better?" he asks. "That's so crazy. I always wondered what that was like. So that really works?" Yep, he has no idea what she's talking about.

Saeko has posed:
That was...about the reaction she expected, another soft little laugh coming from her lips as she makes to stand. The bag of sweets? They're left in his hand as she folds her own hands behind her back.

"I must be going, but thank you for this meeting and this conversation," she offers, a little flicker of light crossing her eyes. It was technically working on a very minor gift...but it was a pretty minor blessing she was bestowing.

"Good luck in your heroics Bando, I hope you stay safe."

With that? She's simply gone, vanished like a hallucination with no evidence of her having ever been present were it not for the sweets she left behind.

It was only afterwards when he would go to leave that he might find her little 'gift' in the form of the textbooks restored, miraculously undamaged.

Perhaps the ability to do homework wasn't the best blessing to recieve, but well...Kitsune really did have their own logic!