7760/Welcome to the Neighborhood

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Welcome to the Neighborhood
Date of Scene: 09 September 2021
Location: Bronx
Synopsis: June's friends decide to knock over a corner store. Ayanna is caught in the middle of it and Monet helps them understand the error of their ways.
Cast of Characters: June Connor, Ayanna Dreyfus, Monet St. Croix




June Connor has posed:
    The Bronx has some fine culture to be experienced. The Botanical Garden, the Zee, Pelham Bay Park, and others. But there's also the other side of it. The side that tourists and outsiders are best not visiting. Someone should post a sign, really.

    Henry's Corner Store is a good example of that. It's a great place to grab a snack or some quick needs. That's what June /thought/ Rags and Terry were planning to do. She followed them in, a tan Fratelli's shirt on that doesn't meet her black shredded jeans in the middle, showing off a belly piercing. Of course, she has plenty on her face to compliment it. The two guys aren't any more cordially dressed, Rags is wearing...well, just that. Work clothes that look like they are from seeing a day at a construction site, and Terry has a bit of a metal punk theme going on, complete with a combed down mohawk mullet as they step into the store. The three are noisy a bit, not failing to draw attention from most of the patrons.

Ayanna Dreyfus has posed:
A petite brunette is just moving away from the drinks fridge, having grabbed a bottle of mineral water and moves towards the snacks area to see if anything strikes her eye. She's wearing a black cardigaan on top of a green tank top and a long black skirt, still showing and complimenting her figure in an elegant way. Ayanna glances briefly at the trio as they enter and turns back to the assorted snacks on display.

Monet St. Croix has posed:
Monet is dressed casually if expensively. Capri pants and flats are fairly common but the blouse that fades from turquoise to black with a pattern of swirls in purples, cyans and whites around her shoulders and decolletage with dark wooden buttons and crystals artistically placed though the swirls.

She's flown into the neighborhood and discretely landed in an alley. While her objective ls likely the botanical garden she diverts toward the corner store for a snack having been attracted by the signs advertising food and drinks at the store.

Sticking out like a sore thumb? Indeed. Seeming concerned about this? Not at all. The young woman exudes confidence and a sense of belonging.

June Connor has posed:
    Terry and Rags make their way back to the fridges, Terry walking straight up on Ayanna, "Hey, how're you?" he says, his mostly clean teeth smiling from behind a rather scraggly beard. "Lookin' nice today," he compliments as any other rather forward flirt might, even though he looks a bit more intimidating. Rags walks about the store, looking up at the cameras, which isn't probably the smartest way to go about what he does next. A pistol comes from his back pocket. Not the most secure location. "Okay, all the money in the drawer, go go go."

    The response from behind the counter is...well, more resistant than he mind have anticipated. The middle-aged man dives down out of immediate sight, only to come back up with a shotgun. It all happens so fast.

    BLAM!

    The drop down tiles in the roof explode into dust, raining down on Rags. Terry, changing gears, suddenly pulls a gun of his own, and reaches out to try to grab Ayanna. "Put down the gun!" he yells from the back of the store.

    June...well, she had no idea this was the plan. "Shit! Rags, what the hell are you doin'?" she exclaims, glancing back and forth at Terry's quick actions to join in. She doesn't seem to have any intentions of stopping them, but it's clear that she wasn't told about this plan.

Ayanna Dreyfus has posed:
Ayanna was just trying to read what some cheesie snacks were made of when, "oh, hi, t-thank you", she says with a very pronounced French accent to the man addressing her, turning her face from the snacks to meet Terry's. Right before the world goes BOOM behind her. She shrieks and drops to her kneed, hands covering her eyes even before Terry takes the opportunity to assist(?) her.

Monet St. Croix has posed:
Having gone to the back of the store where she was looking at drink options, Monet's reaction to the gunshot is a quick jerk of her head to look toward the front afterwhich, shaking her head at the absurdity of the situation, she takes to the air. Practically just hovering at ceiling level she glides into the direction of the disturbance at a walking pace.

Projecting her thoughts at the store employee, unware of who else may or may not be involved in the attempted heist, Monet thinks **Protect yourself when the action starts. Your life is more important than this place,** at him.

June Connor has posed:
    Terry smiles apologetically. "Sorry, babe," he says to Ayanna, putting his arm around her neck. "Wasn't supposed to go quite like this." He calls out to the front of the store. "I got a hostage! Put down that shotty!" he bellows out. There's no question that the whole store knows what's happening now. A few people rush out the door of the store.

    The clerk with the shotgun glances around when he hears the voice in his head. A telepath is part of this too? He decides he is indeed out of his league, not to mention there's another hostage. He starts to raise his gun in surrender when Rags decides to return fire, having ducked to the floor from the first shot. The man is struck in the shoulder, falling back and dropping his gun. He drops behind the counter, and the dirty clothed man reaches over to start fiddling with the register, knees on the counter and gun pointed down at the injured clerk. "How you open this thing?" he asks. Monet seems unnoticed for the moment, even as Terry pushes on Ayanna to move her forward.

    "Dammit, Rags! You're such a dumbass!" She approaches him aggressively and grabs him by the shoulder, pulling him back from his helpless attempt at opening the drawer. "I'll do it." That's right, she just decided to help. She leaps over the counter, and picks the shot gun up, placing it on the counter and out of reach of the clerk.

Ayanna Dreyfus has posed:
Ayanna Dreyfus yelps as the man man-handles her small mass almsot as if she was a rag doll. She pants in far and swallows hard. Then another shot gets fired and she winces, trembling in her captors arms. Bottled water drop from her hand and hit the floor in a thump before rolling away. The poor girl is almost over ventilating. There are three of them and now some hovering woman as well. Don't be a hero, keep calm and hope it ends soon, she chants to herself, in French in her mind, praying nobody else gets hurt.

Monet St. Croix has posed:
"Let the hostage go, step away from the register and I'll see that none of you get hurt," Monet says authoritatively from above in her French-accented English. She doesn't appear to be in striking distance but she /is/ floating above everyone so... who's to say?

Ayanna hears a similar sounding voice in her head: **I'm here to help, not with these hooligans,** whether or not it's obvious that there's no lying in telepathy to the target isn't known by the Monegasques mutant but at least she's trying to calm down the upset young woman.

June Connor has posed:
    As June fiddles with the register, they all hear Monet, and as one they look up to see her floating above them.

    There is a certain stunned silence for a moment, and then June leans forward and puts her face in her hand.

    "And you decided to knock over a place with a fuckin' mutant in it," she groans. "I'm gonna get arrested because you two dumbasses decide to rob a place and not even TELL me ahead of time!"

    Terry, on the other hand, has mind to not get arrested. "Hey! Back off lady!" He holds the gun up near, but not pointing at Ayanna's head. "Just back off and nobody gets hurt, it ain't worth it, right?" He seems to believe that he has the upper hand, and Rags follows suit, raising his pistol to point at Monet.

    "Yeah, yeah," he says, clearly not as quick on his mental feet. "Just get out of here, forget you saw this," he instructs her, waving his gun toward the exit.

Ayanna Dreyfus has posed:
Things seems to be escalating rather than getting resolved and Ayanna's heart is already racing at full speed inside her. This isn't going anywhere good and now a gun is nealy being pointed at her. She can't stop trembling and decides. Terry would experience something from fantasy books all of a sudden, the feeling of.. death's hand? A deep chill spreading from the girl into him, sapping her warmth, his energy and maybe soon his life if he doesn't let go of her before it's too late and he'll become frozen or petrified or whatever it is that happens when an ice witch curses you in the movies...

Monet St. Croix has posed:
Monet smiles condescendingly at the pair and, rather than departing, she moves in a blink of the eye so that the barrel of the gun in Rag's hand is practically pressed against her chest.

Startled by the quick motion, Rag twitches and *bang* the gun goes off.

As the bullet richochetts upward toward the ceiling, Monet says, "Well, that's two gunshots. Surely the police are being called by someone now. Perhaps you should leave and I can convince the shop keeper and this young woman to not press charges against the three of you."

Someone is likely thinking that when a person is shot point blank in the chest they are supposed to be knocked back, fall to the ground and be bleeding. What the reactions to Monet not doing so are... could be interesting and she seems braced for anything at this point.

June Connor has posed:
    Terry at first grips Ayanno tighter when he feels the sudden sapping of his energy. "What the..." he lets her go, stumbling back and falling against the isle of phone chargers and crashing to the floor, nearly unconscious. He probably should have let go sooner.

    Rags looks at the uninjured chest of Monet who has teleported in front of him (inappropriate!) and then up at her face. He panics, and starts backing up, and unloads several more rounds at Monet. Because the first one was so effective, you see.

    June, on the other hand, stays very still, and slowly slides her hand down to her pocket, making her presence in this fight as minimal as possible.

Ayanna Dreyfus has posed:
With Terry releasing Ayanna from his hold, the French girl dives for cover, not a second too soon as more gun shots ricochet from the mutant in random directions. She curls into the smallest ball she can behind whatever solid object there is, most likely just some shelf stand, not exactly the most protective surface but still better than being out in the open, praying this is over soon. Also for Terry's sake as he'll need a blanket or more and some heat pretty soon.

Monet St. Croix has posed:
Sighing in a way that almost seems practiced, Monet asks in a vexed tone, "Did you expect a different result?" as she reaches out in an attempt to take the gun from Rags. Without looking she directs a question to the other European, "None of those ricochetts hit you I hope?"

June Connor has posed:
    June is struck by one of the ricochets as it strikes her in the ribs. Fortunately, a ricocheting bullet from that caliber doesn't have a lot of power left in it by the time it gets to her. "Ow! Shit! Rags! Fuck this I'm out." June pulls a small black pellet. Her strategy is very different from Rags. She hurls the little black ball at Monet, which on impact would explode into smoke. Harmless, really, but it may make it a lot harder to see.

Ayanna Dreyfus has posed:
Covered in random snacks as some bags exploded on the shelf above her when a bullet ricochetted through and smelling like a bad mix of Cheetos and Doritos, Ayanna calls out with a trembling voice "I'm fine, I think". And that seems to jinx everything as all of a sudden the place fills with smoke, the fire alarms goes off, sprinklers start, well, sprinkling and all the snack dust and crumbs just get super sticky and wet, obviouslylanding right on top of her as she lays curled on the now wet floor. Can this day get any worse?

Monet St. Croix has posed:
Perfect human vision isn't going to do anything about a cloud of smoke in the face so Monet's ability to see the hooligans for the moment before the water starts pulling it out of the air to stain her clothes and face. However, she's more concerned about the bullet striking one of them.

**Everyone stop shooting,** she projects loudly into everyone's mind. (It's just a shout that bypasses the ears, nothing actually damaging.)

"You three are really stupid aren't you," the Monegasques woman asks the trio.

June Connor has posed:
    June winces, hearing words in her mind. Now it's actually terrifying. She's heard stories of telepaths, and the stories that people tell are the ones where people become insane, or are compelled to do things against their will. Wait, she should stop thinking about that.

    "Let's go!" she yells to Rags, who is already half way out the door. She bursts out behind him, and Rags hops in the car. June hops in next to him, and the two take off. Poor Terry, he'll have to answer to the police on his own.