8838/Fairy Tails the Others

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Fairy Tails the Others
Date of Scene: 27 November 2021
Location: Level 4 - Recreation - The Roost
Synopsis: Outsiderish Socialish in the Rec Room. Some things get Rec-ed. There are lemon poppyseed cookies
Cast of Characters: Phoebe Beacon, Megan Gwynn, Conner Kent, Jason Todd, Bart Allen, Laura Kinney, Tim Drake




Phoebe Beacon has posed:
    The Rec Room is as good as any place to do a little bit of practice work, with the exception of, perhaps, the training rooms below.

    Which is why there were a couple of thick, leather-bound tomes on one of the tables, and one that was open with a large, catnip-leaf bookmark so that her place was marked.

    The work today? Water evocation. And there is a large, five-gallon bucket that is half-full of clear, perfectly tasteless water.

    Nevermind that Phoebe was wearing Care Bear pajama pants and a short-capped tee that showed the trailing end of the scarring on her left shoulder. It was pretty much the easier (AND FAR LESS DESTRUCTIVE) of the evocations she had been working on with some help.

    Her fuzzy purple llama slippers are to the side, she's bare foot on a large, paper circle.

    Otherwise, there's also the smell of fresh lemon-poppyseed cookies, with their bright yellow, happy rounds, sitting on a large plate. There's easily sixty cookies -- she typically does cook with Bart in mind.

Megan Gwynn has posed:
Megan Gwynn has been brought to the Rec room shortly after Phoebe gave her the clear to leave the medbay. But of course there were a lot of restricted areas, but she had been told that the Rec room was okay and that she should wait there. So she steps in, back to wearing her street clothes, faded blue jeans, and a bright green shirt. Really there's no hiding those wings or bright pink hair. As she sees Phoebe at the table she smiles and waves, stepping in. "Hii! Whatcha doin?"

Conner Kent has posed:
Conner is just back from college and checking who is around. Not surprised Megan is still here, since she was magically sick or something. But Phoebe has been scarce lately, so it is nice to hear she is around.

Well, until he notice she was doing magic in the rec room. Uh oh.

"Hey, hello. Feeling better, Megan? And... er... if I step in what is the chance of me getting drowned?" Because it is not usually possible. But with magic one never knows. "Or getting turned into a fish?"

Jason Todd has posed:
Why the hell is Jason Todd here? He's not a full member, just a pal who shows up to help out, usually violently, and then wanders off again.

LAST NIGHT

"Looks like you two have things we want," the lead thug of the nameless five says to the couple they have backed into an alley. He waves his gun a bit. "Money .... and her." He leers and the other four arrayed in the semicircle laugh and joke in agreement.

The couple, horrified, try to make themselves smaller.

A distorted voice from above chides. "Always so simple, isn't it? Money and fucking deviance." The Red Hood hops down in front of the two, cracking his knuckles. "Someone better call an ambulance," he says as he takes a combat stance. "But not for m--" BANG. Silence reigns in the aley as the echo of the gunshot fades. Jason looks at his shoulder, his incredulity hidden by the faceless helmet.

"You ... You shot me."

NOW

Jason wanders through the background of Phoebe doing magic, shirtless with a heavily bandaged shoulder, drinking coffee.

Phoebe Beacon has posed:
    "Water evocation, originally Sumerian, translated and redirected, and as long as you're outside where I'm directing the water to go to -- you shouldn't drown." Phoebe states, and she comes to the flats of her feet again, breathing out with a soft huff. She had given Megan the all clear, and Tim presumably had given her limited access to different rooms -- the whole place is probably set up for tracking movement within so that Tim knows where everyone is, who is with them.

    Phoebe opens her eyes as she brings her arms down.

    "... evoking water inside someone's lungs would be a terribly efficient way to kill someone though, provided you could aim it right." she replies, pausing a moment to rub her cheek with a mildly peturbed look on her face before she gives a side-eye to Jason.

    "Bad night for someone else. You know, you are *also* on the health plan here, I can fix that for you."

Megan Gwynn has posed:
Megan Gwynn bliiinks at Phoebe, "Umm, Soo, you're gonna what, summon water from that bucket and send it wherever you want?" but of course Megan's magic casting is pretty basic. She uses just portals things around, "I mean, that'd be cool, but yeah, kinda dangerous in someone's lungs..Heey, do you think you could teach me a spell or two? I've not had much formal teaching.."

And then Conner comes in and she smiles and waves to him. "Hiii Conner, how're you? I'm feeling better, at least I do t think there were any lasting effects from the spider monsters bite..?" she glances questioningly at Phoebe as she says that..

Then peers towards Jason and his bandaged should with a frown. "Meep, what happened to your shoulder?"

Bart Allen has posed:
Bart Allen comes walking into the room, he is in costume, and seems to be looking for something. He zooms around the room for a moment, looking in the cat tree, and behind the couch. He then finds a small black kitten, and picks him up "Mr. Murder Mittens, I know you don't like the pill but you get the treat afterwards." He says to the cat.

Jason Todd has posed:
Jason's fun cameo is stopped by being addressed. He stops in his tracks, blinking. It's almost like he just noticed that other people are here. He looks at Phoebe, then to his shoulder. He shrugs, fighting back a wince because that hurt.

"I've had worse."

What a macho attitude. He at least stands still so if she wanted to, Phoebe could ambush him with the heals. He drinks more coffee, because it's mandatory. It's about then that he notices Megan. He gives her the once over. (In a 'Who the hell is this' way rather than anything lascivious) "Came upon a goon squad menacing some folks last night. One of 'em shot me." He pauses a beat. "So I beat them all half to death."

Jesus Christ, Jason.

Conner Kent has posed:
"Nasty," comments Conner about the water-to-lungs magic trick. "Careful, you could get expelled of the batclub if you do that," and otherwise water is fairly harmless, except maybe if there is fire-based villain.

Jason arrival gets a brief glance. The injury drawing a frown. "You got into trouble, Red? Anything we can help you punching?" And then he listen the explanation. Well, all good he guesses.

Phoebe Beacon has posed:
    "Oh, no, I summoned water into the bottle from Enki's domain, basically the incantation plus the circle for focus plus will, and dialing the right 'address', results in water in the jar." Phoebe explains to Megan, but at the ask of teaching, Phoebe does make a face, and her shoulders draw up.

    "You... don't want to learn from me." she states quietly, her ears turning dark a little bit before she looks to Conner with a 'reaaally' face.

    "I'm not part of the Bat Club. I'm not good enough to hang out with the big kids." she states, and she pads over to where Jason's sitting, and she hops up next to him onto the couch, and she holds her hands up.

    "You already got the bullet out at least, right?"

Megan Gwynn has posed:
Megan Gwynn bliiiiiinks at Jason's casual violence, the smile freezing on her face. "..Meep..Really? Umm..lGeez, remind me never to tick you off.." she laughs nervously, taking a cautious step back, reaching for some of those cookies..Mm....As Bart steps in, she giggles and waves to him, "Hiii Impulse, Hows it going? Is that your Kitty? So cute!" As for Phoebe, Megs just grimaces at the explanation. "Ohh, I see, sounds..Super simple!" she sighs, "I really need to learn formal magic so I don't have it blowing up in my face..Maybe I'll call up Illy again but she's pretty scary.." with a sigh, Megan settles down into a seat, munching thoughtfully on her cookie. Cookies.

Bart Allen has posed:
Bart Allen looks over and after a bit of fighting and bribing the cat eats the pill, and then has a can of tuna set out for him. He gives Bart a bit of the stink eye, but accepts the bribe. Bart looks over to Megan and says "Orphan's technically but the whole team looks out for him somewhat. He has decided we can use his base as long as we pamper him." He jokes.

Laura Kinney has posed:
Beaten half to death? Scary? If someone could cast a summon X-23 spell those phrases would probably make up a portion of it. Maybe without the word half.

The mutant teen slips into the Rec Room so quietly you'd probably need super hearing to notice her. Dressed in black on black, her hair tied up in a ponytail, she looks like she's come from the training room. One of her usual haunts.

There's no acknowledgement for anyone else until she's settled in one of the couch chairs. When she finally gives everyone a nod of greeting.

Jason Todd has posed:
"Yeah," Jason replies to Phoebe. "Probably wouldn't have even gone through my suit except it was so close." He is very nonchalant about this, but he doesn't try to wave Phoebe off, either.

He glances at Bart and the cat, and manages to not roll his eyes. Not that he has any problems with pets. He just doesn't get it, really. Back to Megan, he smirks a little. "Who's the new kid? Seems easily spooked."

Back to Phoebe, he shakes his head a bit. "You don't want to hang out with us on the regular. You don't. This," he gestures at his shoulder. "Is a light night. It's brutal, violent and harrowing work out there. You're better off doing what you do, than wanting to do what we do. Tim might be the best adjusted out of all of us, and he's seen some shit."

Laura gets the bro nod.

Conner Kent has posed:
Conner should be able to sense Laura's comings and goings, but actually he rarely does, his handle of the enhanced senses is not great and he tends to ignore everything that is not in front of him when he feels safe. Sometimes even when he is in the middle of a bad situation and he should know better.

So, yeah, Laura sneaks in again.

He was listening to Phoebe, and frowning, "uh? Who said that? Well, their loss." He goes to grab a coking and only then he notices Laura. "Uh, hey, Sneaky One."

Phoebe Beacon has posed:
    "Think of it like.. reaching out on the internet. You have a website that you want to go to, and you send out your command into the 'net to say 'bring me my website'. And the codes come back throguh and come in as a website with information you can parse."

    She holds her hands, one in front of Jason's shoulder, the other to his back, almost as if holding him steady. She focuses her own healing magics against him, pulling on the thread that she knows so well. It would feel warm, and then cool and tingling, like water flowing the wrong way through his veins as the magic pulls at his flesh, knitting it back together, reversing the bruising and bleeding of the gunshot wound.

    "For water evocation, I was reaching out to Enki, a Sumerian God from Mesopotamia. In exchange for my Will and power, I was provided with water to fill a vessel, depending on how the spell is formed and written and spoken. /However/--"

    Her eyes close, and she focuses. Skin is tricky, especially since now her magic would be working on other aches and pains in Jason's body, not just the gunshot wound.

    "... I've recently come back from murdering my cousin who tried to either kill me and steal my power or use me to enliven her necromantic creations, and found out that my mentor was bits and pieces dug up from a graveyard and inhabited by a demon who apparently wanted to either play house or surround a magician with some weird stuff going on in his life with a bunch of neophyte magic users because they have a tendency to die and complicate things."

    She lifts her hands off Jason. "So that's why I said 'I'm probably not the best teacher' -- I'm a freaking mess at the moment."

Tim Drake has posed:
    "I really hope that's not the case because I'm a mess," Tim says, from over by the cookies. He's in pajama pants--not dinosaurs this time, but cartoon versions of various fantasy weaponry interspersed with dice--and a black hoodie emblazoned with anarchy-themed patches.

    He munches through a cookie as his free hand slowly inches forward to take another one from the plate.

Megan Gwynn has posed:
Megan Gwynn shoots Jason a quiet glare and folds her arms, "Ahem, I'm not a kid, my name is Megan, or Pixie, and it'll take a lot more than a guy with a serious temper to scare me away." she smirks, "Besides, I can help out a lot.." still, she's focused mostly on Phoebe, studying her technique as she pours healing energy into Jason's wounded shoulder, frowning thoughtfully as she describes her own violent, brutal, rather twisted past. "Oh..I see. Well, I guess that makes my being kidnapped by demons, dragged into limbo and forced by a powerful crazy evil sorceress to learn a couple spells to save my friends after she stabbed me with a magical sword and poured dark magic into my soul, pretty tame." she shrugs and grins as she continues to munch on cookies.

When she spies a sneaky Laura she grins and waves, "Hiii Laura, are you an outsider too then?" yay, a familiar face! And there's another. She smiles and nods to Tim, "Hi! looks like a party!" she giggles.

Jason Todd has posed:
In Jason's defense, he's been out of the loop. He hasn't been hanging out with his brother's team much lately, so he really had no idea the mess Phoebe was in.

"Huh. That's ... That's a lot. My bad."

The healing does as it does. He only tenses slightly at the sensation. He's not used to it. It's going to be really weird to not be sore for a while. "Thanks, though. I appreciate it, even if I still say I didn't really need it."

And then there's Tim. "You're right. Dick is the best adjusted out of all of us. 'Cause if it's not you, it's not Damien and it's absolutely not me, it has to be him. The jerk."

He looks between Megan and Phoebe as dark things are nonchalantly unveiled. He keeps his mouth shut.

Bart Allen has posed:
Bart Allen looks around the group, and scritches the cat a bit as it allows him the honor of petting it. He will continue for a few moment, and then is gone and back sitting in a chair, with chips and a drink. Phoebe's preferred post healing snack sitting on a table near her.

Laura Kinney has posed:
"If you're not a cat person watch out around my Sister," Laura notes with a shrug, settling into the couch and tucking her legs under herself. "She's been cat sitting a Super villians pet tiger. Full grown."

She glances over to Phoebe and frowns. "Sorry I couldn't help with that." Then looks around the room. "If anyone does need someone killing in the future please inform me. It would be better to limit those of us who have blood on our hands."

She pulls a little notebook out from her locket and flicks through the pages. Each of which seems to be filled with handwritten coded notes. Her eyes flick back up from the book to look at Megan. "I can neither confirm or deny my involvement in any groups."

Conner Kent has posed:
"No killing, guys," reminds Conner to... well, most everyone. What's up with everything today. "And if we are going to compare recent misadventures I rather have some cocoa at hand and a little more detail."

He sighs, no cocoa around? Where is Ahab? "Anyway, Megan. It is kind of a party. We tend to gather here most weekends and go after bad guys, or watch movies in Robin's theatre. Big screen. Very cool. Today... hmm, we have nothing planned. But it is early!"

Tim Drake has posed:
    "It's definitely Dick. Good job, stable relationship--with someone who isn't a semi-reformed villain--" Is he throwing shade at Bruce or himself, there? Probably both. "Comparatively, he's got his stuff together." No, he does not say the word shit.

    Tim nods his head once to Megan; he's wearing sunglasses along with his PJs, in deference to his secret identity, so it makes it difficult to ascertain exactly the kind of look he's pinning the new arrival with. But he has no objections to her presence, of course.

    All he does is offer a quick nod to support Conner, an added, "Please!" along with it, and then Tim clears his throat. "Well, I've been up..." He tilts his head to the side. "Going on fifty hours now, so."

    He shoves the rest of the cookie into his mouth, takes another one in hand so he's dual-wielding lemon poppyseed, and calls out a muffled "Ninja vanish!" before he just... walks away, towards the elevator.

Phoebe Beacon has posed:
    Phoebe just gave the very, very glossy and easy version of what she's gone through. She claps Jason on the shoulder. "Don't worry about it. Like I said, I'm not good enough to play with the Big Kids, and pretty sure I'm not a good fit for the family. After all, I tend to be Bad Luck for any adoptive parents and the like." she gives a wry smile, and a small wave to Tim - a bit glad that he was making an exit with the cookies. Then she stands, brushing her hands off on those happy Care Bear flannel PJ's, her aura of light and happiness and peace is completely incongruous with the darkness in her eyes as she crosses her arms over her chest and looks at the colorful Pixie, steadily walking towards her.

    "Yes. You /definitely/ win at magical trauma past." Her eyebrows rise up "Congratulations. Free lessons for you." she states with a sarcchine tone.

    "Your first lesson is my first lesson: It's totally okay to throw up if what you're doing nauseates you. Better out than in. And when first learning ritual magic, there was an awful lot of vomitting, because sometimes it feels like someone is ripping at your insides, or trying to take your navel into their body through your spine. Sometimes it feels like you have fire coursing through your veins the wrong way, incinerating you from the inside out. Sometimes it feels like a fever ripping through your body. And that was the second lesson I learned: Magic should generally make you pay for its use. Sometimes it doesn't immediately. Sometimes it charges interest in your blood, sweat and tears."

    She keeps her arms crossed over her chest, her face neutral.

    "But by all means, if you want more lessons, I already put in a good word for you where I got mine from."

Jason Todd has posed:
Jason glances at Tim as he exits with cookies. Dick may be the most well-adjusted, but Tim is clearly the smartest. He sighs as Phoebe leaves him, rolling his shoulder a bit and almost feeling let down that the pain is gone.

Jason is a weirdo.

"Welp," he says, standing. "I've raided your coffee, got the hole in my shoulder closed. I think I'm gonna bail." He's still not wearing a shirt. He should probably fix that. "Thanks for the patch-up. Don't scare the fresh meat too much."

He doesn't pull a Batman and vanish when nobody's looking. He just wanders off. Like some stray cat.

Megan Gwynn has posed:
Megan Gwynn was mostly aiming her somewhat sarcastic confession towards Jason who seems to think she's a weakling (in her own opinion of course), but regards Phoebe with an apologetic smile, "I'm sorry, I never meant to trivialize your experiences. You've obviously gone through a lot of harsh..Stuff. Just letting you know that I'm not totally green either. This soul dagger of mine? Every time I summon it, it feels like my souls is being ripped apart, so getting sick? I think I can handle it, and I'm sure I can learn a lot from you too!"

She smiles, seeming to appear chipper in spite of her own twisted past, "Thank you, I really appreciate it. I'm looking forward to learning more. Magic can be scary, but it's also totally awesome, isn't it?" for the moment, Megan seems primarily focused on Phoebe, missing other little things like Red Robin vanishing. Conner is given a small smile and nod on the no killing comment. "Well that's a relief. I mean, I dont like killing, but I know that sometimes you have no choice, like when defending yourself or a life is on the line.." she nods solemnly to him.

Conner Kent has posed:
"Get a nap, Rob," offers Conner, seeing Tim retreating. And then Jason, which doesn't seem particularly sleepy, just aloof. And then there was five. "Well," he flops down on a couch, "Batman and Superman know we are here," and probably some other big names, but those are the main ones. "They set some rules, or guidelines," because, really, they ignore half the 'rules'. "No killing is a big one. And I think most of us agree with them." Not looking at Laura or anything.

Bart Allen has posed:
Bart Allen nods a bit and says "The Flash has not stopped by but pretty sure if either of them wanted to find me they would be able to pretty easily." He admits. He looks over to Phoebe, and says "Got ya something." He motions towards the food. "Another of the big rules, if your wanting to bring someone over clear it with Rob."

Laura Kinney has posed:
Laura Kinney raises an eyebrow. "Only fifty? Taking it easy this weekend then?" Is... is she teasing someone? Making an attempt at humour? Quick someone double check it's not Gabby in disguise!

She frowns at the discussion about ritual magic. "Sounds a lot like how I was trained to tell various poisons apart." Which was probably as inhuman and unpleasant as your imagination can make it. Possibly more so. "I wouldn't recommend it."

Jason leaving as well as Tim gets a nod of acknowledgement. "I wouldn't be too concerned. The school she attended has scarier things than you happen on a weekly basis." Like having Logan teach you gym.

"I don't kill unless it's necessary," she notes to Conner. "Or within Gotham." Technically she sticks to the rules. "I am simply pointing out it would be better for me do handle such tasks than those with less... experience coping with it like Balm."

Phoebe Beacon has posed:
    Phoebe lets out a breath, and then leans over to grab her snacks, and return to the abandoned couch. She picks up her paper circle with her toes, and holds it in her hands a moment before she crushes it into a ball, and then puts it in the leather backpack she's stashed by the couch. She seems mildly maudlin, but keeps her mouth shut. Probably the smartest thing she's done.

Megan Gwynn has posed:
Megan Gwynn waves to Red Robin and that other guy, before turning back to the others, nodding to Conner, "Sounds good. Anything else I need to know? Robin seems cool, seems like a good leader. That's nice." she smiles though arches a brow at Laura, "Sometimes youre even scarier than Logan." she makes a face at that, "Hey Phoebe, that was pretty cool. You're really very gifted. All that healing magic must come in handy. Since I'm pretty resistant to drugs, that would be super helpful for me.."

Conner Kent has posed:
"Well, the Roost position is a secret," states Conner, looking a bit uncomfortable. "Not sure if it makes sense for a teleporter, do blindfolds work? There are a number of entrances; we are supposed to use them. Doubly so if we are in uniform or otherwise looking as if we are just out of a warzone. I don't think anyone but Rob knows all the ways in and out. When you want to get out, please do not jump off a window and fly away. Any of us can get you out and in discreetly."

Bart Allen has posed:
Bart Allen looks over and smiles a bit and says "and some of us make our own entrances at times, to make it even harder to find." He will add in, munching on his chips. He will hold the bag out to see if anyone else wants any of them. "Do you have to know where your teleporting to or just picture it in your mind?"

Laura Kinney has posed:
"Teleporting directly inside might be preferable compared to her entering through a typical entrance," Laura points out, looking back down at her notebook. "She's hardly a mutant who can pass for a normal Human. Regular sightings would likely attract unwanted attention."

She spends a few moments considering the problem then adds "We can always do something with disguises though. Winter coats will do wonders."

Phoebe Beacon has posed:
    "Mm. Well, you know how to get in contact with me should you need it, but I would appreciate it if it wasn't wide-spread." Phoebe states from where she sat on the couch, her shoulders draw up in a shrug. "I do work with The Titans and the League on occasion, when they need it."

Bart Allen has posed:
Bart Allen 's phone beeps and he pulls it out and looks at it "Well looks like I need to go to work, June has called out, her kid has chicken poxs" He will zoom out of the room back in with his Gotham Zoo uniform on, face blured with speed, and is off and out one of those secret exits.

Megan Gwynn has posed:
Megan Gwynn hmms and nods, "Stealthy entry and exit, sounds good." she shrugs and grins, yawning and stretching! "As for porting, I usually need to know where I'm porting to. Even if it's just looking at a map. Potentially I can and have ported to unknown places. But I run the risk of porting into a wall.."still she yawns again, grabbing another cookie. "Well I'm pretty sleepy! thinking I'll have a nap.." she nods to Phoebe. "No worry my lips are sealed." she waves as she heads out.