9955/Bat-Burger Royale With Cheese

Bat-Burger Royale With Cheese
Date of Scene:	02 February 2022
Location:	Midtown - New Troy
Synopsis:	No description
Cast of Characters:	Mary Bromfield, Monet St. Croix, Heather Danielson, Molly Hayes, Tabitha Smith, Carol Ferris

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Mary Bromfield has posed:
Sometimes, you just get hungry so much, it's not just hungry, it's HONGRY. As opposed to HANGRY, which is worse.
And being hongry means that you may eschew certain things if they get between you and food. Like putting on makeup...wearing sweats instead of jeans...

And sometimes it means not even bothering to "SHAZAM" yourself out of your costume before grabbing a bite to eat.

So it is not Mary Bromfield who approaches the darkly-colored but well-lit BATBURGER franchise, but Mary Marvel, AKA "Thunderbolt," who soars down from the dusky sky to land lightly on the pavement in front of the restaurant, before walking in with a wry grin.

Monet St. Croix has posed:
Why is she somewhere as ihdeous as this? As garish, as uncouth, and with food that's less food and more grease piled upon substitute grease, coated with particles of -people- in it so disgustingly as to be like living in a sea of acne? Because sometimes one does that which they do not wish to do so, having dug their feet in and resisted all the way. So the ever-imperious Monet St. Croix looks to be fullymiserable here as she would be present for her own reasons.

Heather Danielson has posed:
    Oh god, hunger.. HANGRY.. yeah. Heather is very familiar with that feeling. She's not super hungry right now, but she understands the urgency of it all.

    She was out and about, trying to be incognito for the most part. Generally because it's the only way she can get out without having folks swamp her. But it doesn't take super senses to notice Thunderbolt dropping down out of the sky.

    She was just walking back towards the tower since her car is in the shop. But just the sight of Thunderbolt makes her smile. And then the Batburger seems to call out to her, and her stomach growls at her. "Okay okay. Fine. A burger sounds good." she mutters as she trots across the street, approaching Thunderbolt with a grin on her face under her baseball cap. As for incognito, she isn't very good at that. She always wears a red St Louis Cardinals baseball cap when she wears a hat.

Molly Hayes has posed:
Molly Hayes is already at a booth by herself, a Pikachu hat jammed on top of her head, her brown hair in a pair of Swiss Miss braids down over her shoulders. She has a cheeseburger with at least five quarter pound patties on it, grilled onions, grilled mushrooms, thousand island dressing, tomato, pickle and melted yellow cheese.

"Over the teeth and under the gums, look out stomach, here it comes!" she cries out, using her super strength to squash the burger into an edible size to stuff in her mouth, her eyes going wide at the sudden eruption of thunder and the arrival of Mary, giving the superhero a big thumbs up with a mouth full of gooey cheeseburger, "Mmmmhphry Mfjrvle, ooo rgh uwsummmmm!"

Tabitha Smith has posed:
Tabitha is not so much a fan of metropolis. Why she is in town herself. It's probably X-men related or she's just had another bender and woken up a long way away from home.

This leaves the blonde, dressed in way too tight but suprisingly comfortable red jeans with a tear in one knee and a whole thigh shredded with fishnet failing to keep winter air away. A green leather jacket zipped up to her her neck and showing off a little spiked doggy sort of collart with a pendant shaped like an explosive on it with BOOM etched in fromt of it in thick letters. Her belt bmatching the choker and black leather combat boots with bright green laces complete the outfit while red framed and lensed sunglasses cover hungover but lightly made upeyes and some clear lip gloss takes carew of the rest.

Metropolis based food joins tend to annoy her with the hero worship but for now she's hungry and hell. "Hey, lotta bacon, l;otta eggs, lotta grease, big ass coffee milkshake, whatever the hell heroes you name it after she says and loks for a table. At least it's not all bad. She sees someone sufering the awful place as much as her. "Monet honey. I get why I'm here but this place really don't deserve you!" so she plays the perfection angle. sucking up sometimes is easier than being put down.

Mary Bromfield has posed:
Mary turns to look at the young girl, a mouthful of burger, and she can't help but smile warmly and wave to Molly. "Thank you. But you really shouldn't talk with your mouth full." It is delivered as pleasantly as if she said, "Thank you, and I like what you are wearing."
She looks forward to see a few people ahead of her. That's all right. She doesn't mind waiting. It gives her time to take the plastic case out from under the bracer, unseal it to reveal the card within, One of those cards you buy at the supermarket. As good as cash, really.
She looks up at the menu as people order food in front of her. She was hankering for a VERY unladylike bacon double cheeseburger with lettuce, mayo, and mustard.

After all, who's going to tease Thunderbolt about fixings choices?

Monet St. Croix has posed:
The girl flying in definitely has M's ttention. Curious. To see those operating so openly. But Metropolis does tend to at least archetypally have different rules when it comes to such things. THe level of oppenness, perhaps fits the city's reputation. M goes to look over at the menu with an expression of distaste.. As well as the cooking paraphenalia and trying to evaluate the hygiene of it.

Heather Danielson has posed:
    "T-Bolt!" calls Heather as she gets closer. She basically stops just behind Mary. But she grins and adds, "Good idea, Batburger. They have some of the best burgers here. I think I'll get four." she mutters.

    Yeah, some of her friends hate her for having such a metabolism. But she is smiling widely... beaming basically. I mean come on, a chance to hang out with Thunderbolt?

Molly Hayes has posed:
Molly Hayes swallows quickly, wiping her mouth with a napkin and hopping up to casually approach the superperson and/or people, "Sorry, you just caught me while I was loading up. I'm not sure if my super strength requires protein, cause I don't have huge muscles even though I'm way super strong, but I figure it couldn't hurt, plus some dumb guy at school told me girls shouldn't eat burgers we should eat salads and I wasn't allowed to pick him up and stuff him in a trash can so I came here to express my frustration in a positive way that may also negatively impact my digestive tract also hi I'm Molly I'm also called Princess Powerful I'm totally a superhero too although I don't have a costume yet where do you get yours/"

Tabitha Smith has posed:
Tabitha Smith moves through the crowds looking for somewhere empty to sit. And another familiar face os found. This one is a Molly. "Hayes? That you? Shit folks looking for you ya know. You could at least call them!" she states with a chuckle at the slightly shorter young woman while she looks up and back to Heather and Mary. "Umm. Hi. No I'm not going to snatch olly. We just went to school together at one point." she explains as she smiles and tries to not look like someoone to beat up.

She just wants bacon grease lining her stomach.

"Monet gets a wave and a shrug and then the blonde in the almost garish colors looks around for seating. "Why are these places so horribly packed?"

Mary Bromfield has posed:
As Heather approaches Mary, Mary smiles to her, and doesn't seem to react to the idea of ordering four Bat-Burgers. She's seen much stranger things. "Well, at least I don't have to worry about eating alone..."

Then Molly approaches, and Mary sees that she converses much faster without food in her mouth. When Molly asks about her costume, she leans forward and stage-whispers, "...Magic. It comes with the powers."
And the ability to look seven years older as a confident adult rather than a skinny college kid, but she keeps that to herself.
As Tabitha asks, Mary chuckles. "The fast-food joint to see and be seen. The food is as decadent as what you'd find on a backyuard grill, which is the appeal, of course...oh, we're here. You order first, Heather."

Monet St. Croix has posed:
Monet St. Croix would look back and forth from the others to one another and would let out a sigh, "Typical, this indicates that w're about to be infested by someone's rogues gallery now." A half dozen meta-beings waiting in line to get food in a fast food place seemed like an invitation to a catastrophe waiting to happen.

Heather Danielson has posed:
    "Right." says Heather. She looks to Molly, her baby blues gone wide at the sheer amount of words the girl is able to produce in a single breath. "Wow. Super strong -and- like.. super fasttalk. You might be a salesperson someday." she says to Molly, smiling brightly before she turns to the counterperson.

    "Four of your deluxe bacon burgers with everything on'em please." she tells them. "And let's put anyone in line on my card, okay?" she asks as she hands over her debit card. She likes having money. It lets her do nice things for people.

Tabitha Smith has posed:
"I dunno about decadent. Overpriced maybe but I can manage my cheque when Im done and it's the first place I landed on when the stomach growls hit!" the woman says and Tabitha drums her stomach through her jacket. "Just not a fan of the hero worship and exploitatiom." There's another bouncy shrug but mutants are used too seeing other heroes propped up. And Metroplis is lousy for it. "Never see a dish named after Boom-Boom I bet." she says and expects very few people to know the name. A grin on her lips at the time.

Molly Hayes has posed:
Molly Hayes lets her eyes go wide, "Magic! Of course! Why didn't I think of that?!?" she says. "Now I just have to learn magic. A lot m ore use than algebra, let me tell you!" she says.

When Tabitha approaches her, she squeals and gives the blonde girl a hug, lifting her up off her feet for a moment and spinning her around before setting her down. "BOOMER! HIiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii! I left a note, that should've covered it! "School sucks I'm leaving bye Molly!" she says. "Like, I'm invulnerable, babe, nothing bad's going to happen to me. Except poison gas. Oh crap, I need to get a gas mask!"

Mary Bromfield has posed:
Mary points helpfully at the Boomin' Onion listing on the overhead menu. "Not sure that would count, but it's close...oh!" She finds it's suddenly her turn. "Uhm...right. Your combo #5, make it a large, root beer for the drink, and just put lettuce, mayo, mustard...oooh! Put a fried egg on that, too!"

She turned and smiled to Heather as she stepped out of line. "Thank you very much for this, Heather. I really appreciate it."'

Monet St. Croix has posed:
Monet St. Croix would just glance at Mary, "Are you two on the same.. Team?" She would offer after a moment's consideration. "Or do you know one another elsewhere?" She would wince very, very minuteyl as Molly would yell. Oh yes, today was one of those days.

Heather Danielson has posed:
    The squeal of delight from Molly makes Heather grin. She always wanted siblings. But she steps aside to wait for her order to be prepared and she shrugs, "Titans. Ayup." she confirms with a gesture to Mary and then one to herself.

    "Makes it easy to spot when she's in her pew pew duds. Y'know?" she asks, taking her own drink cup to fill at the soft drink machine.

Tabitha Smith has posed:
Hugs are squeezed back and Tabby even stands up just enough to allow the shhorter girl to hang before seting Molly down on her feet. "Hey, you know better thaan to be that confident in what you can handle. Hurt's not always physical. So you keep that head on straight, you got that Bruiser!" she say and puts up a guard stance before dropping iit and smiling. "She's right on the algebra." she adds with a smile while she startsb to look surprised at the menu Item that's maybe mentioning her name. "If that's me. I will be surprise." she states and chuckles. There's gotta be others with BOOM in their codename. Even if two thirds of the codenames are hers. "Titans? We all in the wrong city grabbing a bite?" Tabby asks towards Heather.

Molly Hayes has posed:
Molly Hayes shakes her head, "I'm not a Titan. I could be a Titan, though! Are they hiring? Are there tryouts? Do I need tights?" she says. "Titan could've been a good codename, too, cause I'm so strong, but I'm short, too, so it doesn't seem as right, I guess, but I still like my others better."

Monet staring at her just gets a winning smile back before she answers Tabby, "I know, I know. I had foster parents for a while again, but that didn't work out. So now I go to Happy Harbor. My roommate is a robot!"

Mary Bromfield has posed:
Mary nods to Monet. "We are. I'm something of an auxiliary Titan, because I lived in New York City for awhile. But, I felt it was time to return and help my friends."

She looked over to Molly, then said, "The Titans have a highly-diverse roster...but it is based in New Troy. You might want to consider traveling between New York and Metropolis frequently."

Monet St. Croix has posed:
There's a sigh from Monet. It's hard to stay annoyed over at Molly Hayes, but M makes a good attempt at not showing it, keeping her expression flat. "So does this place have consumable food or am I in the minority of looking for such things?"

Tabitha Smith has posed:
"I went through roommates at Xaviers'. The robot would have been an awesaome room mate but all I get is people thinking I stink up the place even when they haven't been roomies with the Boomies." Tabitha says to Molly with a grin and a nudge indicating Monet. This might be a made up claim. "Money, they cannot possibly mess up bacon. It's scientifically impossible. Eggs yess, bacon no. Even burnt bacon has it's place!"

Molly Hayes has posed:
Molly Hayes smiles at Monet, "Tabby's the best, right? She can blow things up. Who doesn't like explosions?!?" she says, incredulous that anyone wouldn't think Boom-Boom was awesome.

She considers the suggestion about travelling, "Technically I'm supposed to stay close to school because I'm consider an 'habitual offender' in regards to leaving the custody of legal guardianship, but also I'm almost eighteen and they can kiss my booty," she grins. "I mean, that is, I would be a very...very good superhero person for the Titans."

Mary Bromfield has posed:
Mary nods thoughtfully. "Well, now seems like a bad time to test your abilities. But if you get your parents' permission, I suppose I could fly you over to the Tower and we can have a nice, informal conversation."

She looks thoughtfully at Monet. "I daresay you will find your share of proteins, fats, and carbs in most meals, but it is all real ingredients...and I do have to say it is something of a guilty please eating a burger cooked perfectly."

As if on cuie, Mary's number is called and she winks before going over to get her tray of food.

Monet St. Croix has posed:
Monet St. Croix would just looka t Mary, "Given the general composition of this, I would be impressed if more than a few percentage points of it were composed of actual meat as opposed to sub-standard byproducts, replacements, and grease analogues."

Tabitha Smith has posed:
"No one eats here to eat healthy Money!" Tabitha states and chuckles before smiling back to Molly. "Yeah I rock. I'm taking another stab at X-Men cerification. Gotta bug Sam and Cycke for anothers hot and sponsor ship. And no letting people bite that backside unless you're the same age or oth eighteen!" she says and tries to sound like a big sister.

"Molly's a treasure so if she ends up crying we'll know in New York and be kinda upset. We have some world class scowls at the school. Batman would yikes." she says with a playful grin to Mary.

Molly Hayes has posed:
Molly Hayes points a finger, "Hey. It's my butt to do with as I please!" she says.

She makes a pouting face at Mary, "My parents are evil and want to kill me. I don't think I'm going to get a permission slip from them. I'm technically what they call a 'ward of the state', which sounds gross but really just means I don't have real parents which is basically true since, like I said, totes evil."

Mary Bromfield has posed:
Mary's face softens slightly and she leans a little closer to Molly. "I do know what that is like.I know it is worse for some than it is for others. You do have my sympathy. But if you are turning 18 soon, than means you are considered an adult and can take an active hand in your life."

Mary ohs as the table next to Monet's opens up and she immediately moves to sit there.

Monet St. Croix has posed:
Monet St. Croix would just look at Tabitha and let out a low groan while going to not slump in her chair. Then glancing at Molly, "One needs to have standards. Those family members are best left abandoned in one's wake." Not sure she wanted to ask as to how Molly knew Tabitha. She would let the others move around the table.

Tabitha Smith has posed:
"While II know you can absolutely look after yourself Molly. Spare a though for people the like you but hate jail." Thee blonde says and keeps her attitude playful. "Don't be young me cause there's a crater where I kept getting thrown off the roof of the school. That repo Molly and Monet both know.

Molly Hayes has posed:
Molly Hayes nods, "I knowwwwwwww, but it's hard to wait. Everything had to wait until I'm grown up and now I'm so close and it's just like c'mon man!!!" she laughs.

"Yeah, I've done some damage, too," she adds to Tabitha. "And you're right, French girl I don't know, that's why I ran away and left them behind and, other than occasional assassination attempts by their hired assassins, I don't think about them at all anymore. Nope. Not a bit. Not ever," she says, in a poor disguise of her actual feelings about her parents.

Mary Bromfield has posed:
Mary Marvel, AKA Thunderbolt, is sitting at a table that just opened up next to the table Monet St. Croix is sitting at. Mary is looking sympathetically at Molly Hayes as she arranges her meal - a sinful-looking bacon double cheeseburger, golden-colored french fries, and a tall plastic cup of soda.

"Well...it sounds like you have a good place to stay for now. So keep moving forward. Being an adult isn't all it's cracked up to be." She winks, then takes a big bite of her cheeseburger. She moans rapturously for a few moments, eyes closing in bliss.

Monet St. Croix has posed:
Monet St. Croix would just give a slow nod at Molly, "I believe that one could make a strong argument to a judge that given the circumstance that you could be declared a legal adult and fully independent if you would have a competent legal representative available. I do not however think you would see that as necessary."

Carol Ferris has posed:
The door to the restaurant opens and through it steps Carol Ferris. Today she's dressed for business, not pleasure: a non-descript business suit top, broad shouldered, pencil skirt that falls to just below her knees, and heels. She walks towards the counter, and makes an order, before she looks around at those seated nearby. If she recognizes anyone, there is no spark of it in her gaze as her eyes sweep the room.

Tabitha Smith has posed:
Tabby taps her nose and nods in agreement with Mary. "Yeah Molly. Look, you can take care of yourself but you don't have to rush. I have problems because of my poowers. I've had to learn that control hard. We screw up so younger women can try and learn from us. Not that we set out too but you know it's bad example as a good example sometimes. At least try and make sure it's with someone actually nice. Legal emancipation doesn't make it any easier either. Seventeen is still a pain in the ass."

Molly Hayes has posed:
Molly Hayes sticks out her tongue, "Being responsible is poo-poo," she says with a sigh, then goes over to get the rest of her burger, mashing it down again and stuffing some of it in his mouth. She glance up as Carol comes in but doesn't recognize the classy lady. "I threw a mailbox at someone a couple of weeks ago. Is that a federal crime?"

Mary Bromfield has posed:
Mary tilted her head. "I think it is. You should be more careful with other people's property, Molly. But as I didn't see you do it, I don't see a reason to take you to task for it. Just...try to avoid throwing stuff unless you have to?"

She takes a sip of her root beer, but still observes Molly...

Monet St. Croix has posed:
Monet St. Croix would glance over her shoulder at Carol as well. The woman doesn't look like she belongs here. But neither does M. And M is having to tough it out for reasons that are hopefully amusing to the rest of the group. Then at Molly, "And there is a time and a place for it as well."

Carol Ferris has posed:
Her food arrives -- it's relatively fast food after all -- and Carol turns to look for a seat. Again her eyes sweep the group of women that are seated around the far tables. She considers, and then sets off in generally their direction. She's not going to sit WITH them, not right off the bat, but she will sit nearby. The woman walks confidently, so it's not as if she is mousing over, rather, it's almost with a swagger that she comes over, and then slides into a seat smoothly. If she's not an athlete, she's at least athletic. She nods to Monet who was the last of the ladies to glance in her direction.

Tabitha Smith has posed:
"I know sweetie. You turn eighteen and you'te gonna have lines but you gotta be responsible for the important shit. That includes owning the screw ups!" she states and chuckles as she find herself with bacon and that all important coffee shake. "Oh thank god that works!" shhe moans and galf closes her eyes . It's a miracle to screw up bacon. And tabby acknowledges it by smiling and nodding to everyone!

Tabitha Smith has posed:
Tabitha Smith just concentrates on bacon and egg. Sugar Protein and Grease. Tabby seems to be lost in her fix and somehow manages to not be a pig. Manners sucessfully taught!

Mary Bromfield has posed:
Mary does notice the new arrival. That certain way of moving when all the engines of the body are tuned are humming is distinctive, that is for sure. She can't place the face, though, so she doesn't say anything immediately, focusing on theis tasty meal.

Just another brunette wearing a tunic-like costume of brilliant reds, golds, and whites, having a late dinner.

Monet St. Croix has posed:
There's nothing immediately that makes Carol Ferris stand out to Monet St. Croix. She's just looking over at some of the meals being consumed around her very much with a flat, flat expression that was managing to thread the perfect line of 'passive irritation at what is beneath me' that she tended to default to. Watching as Tabitha would leave. "I do hope that she's all right."

Carol Ferris has posed:
As she settles in, Carol gives the pair of women who leave a looking over, and then her gaze settles again on Mary and Monet. She takes a bite of some fries, chews, swallows, and then says, "I know you from somewhere," probably to Mary and her very distinctive outfit.

Mary Bromfield has posed:
Mary nods, but swallows the fries she was noshing on befiore answering. "Well, I normally go by Mary Marvel, but the codename I have with the Titans is 'Thunderbolt.' I recently returned as an auxiliary Titan after spending a year in New York City." She extends a gloved and pristine hand to Carol. "Pleased to meet you, miss...?"

Monet St. Croix has posed:
Apparently the Titans have people in public come up and recognize them. That gets a very little flicker of notice in M, even though it's not really evident from her posture or positioning as she would sip lightly at her water.

Carol Ferris has posed:
"That..sounds familiar. I'm somewhat aware of the work the Titans do..." Carol replies, clearly trying to choose her words wisely. At the question of her name, she smiles and holds out her hand, "My apologies. Ferris. Carol Ferris."

Mary Bromfield has posed:
Mary's smile warms as she shakes Carol's hand. "Pleased to meet you, Miss Ferris. We do all we can to help people in all sorts of circumstances." She holds up a finger, then takes another sip for her drink. "Root beer. My favorite." She winks. "So, Miss Ferris, what do you do?"

Monet St. Croix has posed:
Carol Ferris. The name means nothing to Monet St. Croix nor any particular reason that she should take note of it. So Monet is just content to watch and observe. But as she takes note of the -very- careful choice of words she does pay at least a slight more amount of attention to it.

Carol Ferris has posed:
"Yes. You do very admirable work." Carol replies, still sounding like she's picking her words carefully. She then blushes a little as she realizes that the conversation has somewhat died off, "I hope I'm not interrupting anything," she says somewhat sheepishly.

Mary Bromfield has posed:
Mary chuckles. "it seems a few people have wandered off, for reasons of their own. I guess you could call it a lull, more than anything. I'm a little distracted, but that is just because I'm in the middle of my meal. Have you ordered yet? It's basic backyard barbeque grill food, but it is very delicious."

Monet St. Croix has posed:
Monet St. Croix would shake her head, "No, we were merely having a back and forth discussion. You were not interrupting anything beyond some occasional chatterings." Well, that and Molly's evil parents.