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Cir-El	Cir-El knows malls are real. She's seen them. She totally stopped a purse snatcher outside one and like... okay, she's /been/ to malls before this one. But that's always been to buy something specific and GTFO, like some kind of carefully planned military operation.     This though? This is different. She's train'd and bus'd and... okay, she did a bit of super speeding, and now she's at a genuine real no foolin' upstate New York _mall_ mall. And she's not kitted out in recognizable costume and cape, she's wearing trim cut blue jeans, thick soled dark boots that are like... three buckles short of being industrial goth or blatant cyberpunkery, and a black t-shirt with some sort of faded logo on the chest, so faded that there's nothing but a few barely present faded bits of red color to contrast the black.     She's at least not gawking and staring like she's some far future time traveler taking in the locals like some kind of living museum exhibit. Because she's busy gawking at the food court. A food court that's like... functioning! There's a pizza place _and_ a taco place! TWO PLACES! The future kryptonian is willing to admit her lack of socialization may be doing things to her thought processes that are less than great.
Negasonic	Negasonic knows malls are real... well... because Jubilee said so. But then she heard from a friend of a friend that all kinds of criminal activity goes on here, and... well...     She was disappointed. Because it was fall, she was even wearing her gray hoodie and leather jacket over that, her black leather pants, her stompy boots, an extra skull studded into her ears, the darkest of black lipsticks, when...     Maybe she came too early to the mall, because all there was here was old people. And her ride back wasn't going to be around until later in the afternoon, so... she was stuck. Forever. In a land of trendy shops and no way out.     So although she had a resting bitch face that was keeping most of the elderly away, she was posted up near a pillar underneath some stairs, tapping away on her phone.     Although after doing this for a while, she looks up, and happens to note a similarly young looking person who was looking lost. Her eyes narrow. She lifts her chin. "'sup?" she calls to Cir-El. "Hot Topic's on the upper level," she says, pointing skyward.
Cir-El	Eyes darting around, taking in the sights of history and crass, unending consumerism, it's only natural for someone as intelligent and tactically minded as Cir-El to notice Negasonic standing out. She doesn't look like she escaped from a geriatric zombie-facility, for one thing. And she looks some mix of sullen and disgusted. It really stands out even without the badass pants and the cool boots and the ear piercings and such. She's about to say /something/ when she's beaten to the punch, super speed useless! Eyes glint a little, and she gives a short bob of her head.     "Coooool. Do they sell those little skull studs there?"     She glances around and then saunters over closer so she's not mocking the old folks at a volume they might actually hear, "So like... does this look like the setting to the world's slowest zombie movie to you? Or just me?" She frowns thoughtfully, "Y'know, trying to survive a zombie apocalypse in a mall is actually a bad idea... I mean, most of the doors are just giant glass panes, and it's not like there's a /grocery/ store, all the food in the food court's ultra perishable... I think movies /lied/ to us!"
Negasonic	Well, it did seem that consumerism was ending, if the undead nature of the place was any indication.     But still, after school... this was a spot for teenagers to get their fashion on. Even if Amazon was cheaper and you could find exactly what you needed half the time. But we won't talk about that.     Ellie splits her time between looking at Cir-El and down at her phone. "Probably? I've had these for a while," she says.     "I guess it's what happens in the morning. It's a nice indoor place for the old folks to walk around in," she says. "Although you go down the wrong hall, you might end up someplace you don't wanna be," she says.     Although the last thing that the Kryptonian says causes her to look towards the other woman with a steady look that was halfway between bewildered and disgusted (but a lot of the latter was just natural for her). "I don't know. I haven't seen that movie," she says. "But yeah. It's meant to buy shit, not survive in," she says.     A small sound in the back of her throat as her face returns to neutrality. "You new in town, or something?" she asks.
Cir-El	There's a solemn nod from Cir-El as she crosses her arms to lean onto the nearest available railing and peer out about the mall people, "Oh, well I'll have to check it out..." She frowns ever so slightly... because how /does/ a Kryptonian get their ears pierced? Note to self, ask Aunt Kara. She's cool, she'll know.     She glances sidelong and lifts one eyebrow skeptically, "Someplace you don't want to be like... crime den? Dimensional portal to the Dank Dimension? Time warp even FURTHER back in time and then you come out and everyone's wearing neon snap bracelets and the audio system blares Cyndi Lauper on repeat?"     She pauses for a moment, "I mean uhh... time warp back in time... at all! 'cause that... doesn't actually happen!" She clears her throat and nods, "Yeah, pretty new. I mean, I'm from Metropolis, y'know? We have malls there. But they're like... all LexCorp stuff. Like, there's a coffee shop at one corner, then the 'rival coffee shop' down the hall and they're both the same faceless corporate monopoly. Also like... twelve bucks for a cinnamon bun frappe? That is, undeniably, some real bullshit. I'm Mia by the way."
Negasonic	Seeing as Ellie had no idea that Cir-El needed a kryptonite piercing needle or something, she just accepts that with a nod of her head, taking the next few moments to tap away at her phone.     "Fuck no," she says, looking up with a narrowing of her eyes. "There's just drug dealers back there. It's where you can get pot, although trying to get that back at the mansion is..." she shrugs her shoulders. "Doesn't help when the headmaster is a psychic," she says.     Her eyes return to her phone, and she taps away, leaning against the pillar behind her. "Metropolis? Alright," she says. "I haven't roamed America much," she says. "Is it bigger than here?" she says.     "Ellie," she says.     "And I don't make enough money to... buy most of this crap," she says. She didn't make any money, actually, but she had a small stipend through the school. "I just drink the coffee at my house when I need it," she says.
Cir-El	Cir-El nods solemnly to Ellie, "I mean... what if the telepathic headmaster's surprisingly cool about it because they get to ride your buzz secondhand?"     She sighs and shakes her head, "Nah, I mean, /technically/ it's a crime to sell pot but.. like, I can't go doing the job of mall security, those people need their jobs."     She looks around the mall as Ellie inquires about Metropolis, "Oh, there's some /ridiculous/ malls, like, I think Metropolis is as big as New York City. Maybe bigger? I uhhh... didn't pay a lot of attention in Geography or whatever."     The dark haired Kryptonian givs a single nod at the introduction and offers a fist to bump. "Good to meet you, Ellie. Oh god, you get a stipend from your school? I work a bunch of casual part time stuff 'cause I need to keep my schedule open." She shakes her head and sighs out, "I should go to like... trade school. Become a mechanic. They make good money."
Megan Gwynn	Megan Gwynn hasn't been to the hall in a while, and she's getting low on clothes especially with autumn and Halloween around the corner. Time to stock up on warm clothes! Currently she is totally oblivious to whatever shady going's on are happening in certain sections of the mall and she is in her own world, listening to her music as she hums and skips along.
Joshua Foley	Joshua is making his way out of the skateboard shop, which is ironic that mall strictly forbids all skateboardin and roller skating and even wheelie shoes. It's a dumb rule, if you ask Joshua. His own skateboard is strapped across his backpack on his back, just to keep it view so he doesn't get the Mall Cops up in arms. Holding onto his small bag, carrying brand new wheels, he looks down at his phone to check his account and makes some mental math. The blonde mutant easily stands out, his golden skin he tries to mute with a varisty jacket that's rolled up at the sleeve, opened to expose a lighter t-shirt and a pair of knee length skate shorts. Math complete, he heads towards the map of the mall to figure out where the food court and then the game stores are. Probably not in that order. As the mall cops pass him by, they give a second look, causing him to duck his head a little bit.
Negasonic	"Don't think so," says Ellie to what Cir-El says at first, her attention now fully set on her phone.     "What makes it any different, then?" she asks. "And I didn't say that. Didn't even say I went to school," says Ellie, her black-painted lips pressing tight and going to a frown. She shrugs. "Whatever."     "I don't have any idea," she says.     "But maybe they do make money?" she says. "You a car person, Mia?" she asks, her eyes drawn up that in... well... admist the morning geriatric crowd of people getting their steps in, there were other youngish people. The bright pink hair of Megan, well... that draws the eye.     "Oh, it's Gwynn," she says. "Very bubbly," she adds, very darkly. No doubt the same Mall Cops were keeping their eyes on Negasonic and Mia already, so... "And Foley," she says, noting the other two.     "You guys going back to the Mansion? I need a ride," she calls out to both. Although Megan had her earbuds in, so she gets a long, withering stare from Ellie as a way of trying to get her attention.
Cir-El	There's a sigh from the Kryptonian teen and she shakes her head a little, "Not really, no... but, I mean, I'm pretty strong, and like, car parts look heavy right? Gotta play to my strengths or whatever." She heaves out a sigh, "Which means non-customer-service jobs." Her eyes track over towards Megan and her brow furrows slightly, head tilting, mouth beginning to form words, "...I've never heard of a Gwynn before. That's..." Eyes sweep again and she nods solemnly. "Yes. Bubbly. Walking cream soda I imagine."     She lifts her hand in a little wave towards Joshua, because clearly Ellie knows both of them, which seems to make sense. "Hey! I'm Mia!"     There! She managed to work her name into an introduction to someone /without/ several minutes of chitchat first. That's totally an accomplishment.     Also, her scientific Kryptonian side is now busy glancing between Ellie and Megan to see if perhaps that intent, glowering stare has some sort of psychic power and if Megan is going to suddenly combust... probably not. Surely.
Megan Gwynn	Megan Gwynn starts singing to a particularly upbeat song, and dances a little too as she skips along, nearly bumping into a couple of people. She sure stands out in her neon pink hair, fairy wings that she makes no effort to hide under a short black jacket and bright pink shirt, paired with dark green jeans. Well she's certainly doing little to blend in. It takes her moment to even hear Ellie call out to her and thankfully that particular song comes to an end. Oh, and there are other familiar faces too. "Hiii! What's up everyone?" fairy wings flutter slightly, probably getting some curious glances as she peers around at Josh, Ellie and Cir-El, "Fancy meeting y'all here, any good sales going on today?" yup, she's especially bubbly today.
Joshua Foley	Catching sight of Ellie out the corner of his eyes, Joshua deviates on his path to make his way to where she and Mia are meeting. There's a lift of a skate-gloved covered hand and wave of golden fingers in greetings. "I was planning on skateboarding back." he admits to Ellie. "But I think the school runs a shuttle if you need a ride." Mia's enthusiastic greeting catches him off guard, but he breaks a smile nonthless. "Hi, Mia, I'm Josh. I see you already know Ellie." His attention returns to Ellie for a moment. "I was gonna hit the pizza joint, game store and then see if maybe there's some new Gun-pla models in for me to work on. Made a delivery to a Wayne last night and she gave me a sweet tip." he explains. Which reminds him, when Megan approaches, he asks, "Hey, did you get signed up for Miss Nettie's tabletop game? She's been helping me learn to heal magical wounds. I was able to even fix her witch's hand!" A pause and a face. "Not that I want to try that again for a while." Bad experience.
Negasonic	There was an annoyed sound in the back of Ellie's throat at what the others start to say.     But thankfully, it was the call rather than the stare that got Megan's attention. "Yeah, no," she says. "The shuttle is what I have going on already, they aren't coming by until the afternoon," she says.     "And this place is even more a depressing hellhole than I originally dreamed," she says.     "You got a car, Mia? How'd you get here?" she asks. Was Ellie getting desperate? Maybe.     She certainly lets Josh and Megan do their talking together as she turns her attention back down to her phone, tapping away on it. Which was kinda... her baseline activity.     "Strawberry cream soda," she grumbles belatedly, presumeably to Mia.
Cir-El	Despite her vaguely goth-punk aesthetic, Cir-El doesn't recoil from Megan's peppy, bright, blindingly sunny disposition like a vampire in direct sunlight as she approaches. All she does is bite her lip and eye those sparkling fairy wings for a moment, but just a moment! "Uhhh, the pretzel stand has a two for one on those big cinnamon sugar ones... and they're probably freshly stocked again." One eyebrow lifts even higher as Joshua mentions gun-pla, tabletop, and also legit magical healing in one string... she's clearly tempted to ask what a 'witch's hand' is, but... that's what pulling her phone out to subtly google later on is for. She shakes her head at Ellie with a sigh, "Nah, I don't even have a license right now, I took the train from Metropolis and then walked here. I can walk pretty fast and it keeps me in shape!" That is, of course, a lie. Kryptonian physiology and a yellow sun keep her in shape! But she sure can walk fast. She glances sidelong to Ellie and nods solemnly at the remark about cream soda. "Def."
Megan Gwynn	Megan Gwynn arches a brow at Joshua, "Oooh learning healing magic? That's cool, Yeah, I totally signed up..Though hopefully we're not gonna watch another creepy magical redirection spell, that was scaaary..I mean, knowing her, I'll bet her game will involve magical animated pieces or something." she makes a face. Nellie's sour mood is not lost on her and she offers her a cheerful smile, "Heey I'm sure it's not so bad, and if we already missed the shuttle I can always port us all back in a sec!" she snaps her fingers to make her point.r Mia is not someone she knows well but they were briefly introduced, and she did help protect the Xavier grounds from those scary sentinels a while back, "How you been Mia?"she grins, "Ooh, do they have anything more sugary? I could go for ice cream!"
Joshua Foley	"You could call an Uber if you're that hard up, Ellie?" Josh suggests. He doesn't know of any teleporters that were at the mall at the moment, but it is what it is. "Westchester should invest in those scooter rental things..." And then Megan speaks up and Joshua snaps his fingers. "There you go! One hop and we're back!" Magic's awesome, as he's learning. And pretty scary. "Have you two eaten already?" he asks of Mia and Ellie. "Sounds like Megan hasn't, I know I haven't. We could move the conversation over there and grab a bite. Is that cookie place with the frosted cookies open as well?"
Negasonic	One could tell by the look in Ellie's sullen eyes that she would probably rather just live forever at the Mall rather than get teleported back by Gwynn. She drops an F-bomb, reaching into her jacket with her spare hand for some gum, sticking it into her mouth. "Could always get ready for your villain arc," she says to Megan. "They're selling some nice leather boots, too," she says. Wizards and witches. "Yeah, okay. We can teleport back whenever you're ready," she finally decides. "There's two of them..." she says to herself, glancing between Megan and Joshua. And Mia seemed to get on their level as well. "Whatever," she finally decides.
Cir-El	It's taking a supreme amount of self-control for Cir-El not to break into a broad, punch-begging grin at Ellise's sullen disposition at the arrival of Megan's sheer power of sparkly sunshine, and Joshua's... like, really, totally normal amount of general nerdery. She is definitely not feeding off Ellie's suffering. There's a sigh from the Kryptonian, "I mean, I /did/ eat, but it was just a cinnamon sugar pretzel... or... uhh... three? I think it was three. But I could eat again." She clears her throat, "Walking burns a lot of calories." This is, of course, untrue. But super speed running? Total calorie disaster. She shoves her hands into her jacket pockets, head rolling slowly, before she leans over to stage whisper at Ellie, "They're nice! Your friends are nice!" She's totally angling to get punched. She flashes a grin to Megan, "Oh, you know how things are, they're just... going? I went to a pretty cool concert in Gotham awhile back, ears were ringing for a day. I think the mosh pit technically still counted as a mosh pit and not gang warfare. Gotham punks take their bands... alarmingly seriously."
Megan Gwynn	Megan Gwynn hmms, "I mean I don't need like a four course meal or anything, just, Yknow, one of those big pretzels, a triple decker Neapolitan ice cream, a cream soda...Maaaybe a bag of hot popcorn to go!" yeaaah someone has a major sweet tooth today! "But I'm in no hurry to need, gotta get a nice warm cardigan for autumn, but maybe I'll look for one after a bit to eat, so where's the best place for sweets?" frosted cookies sounds good too and she beams and nods to Mia, "Yaaay! Add frosted cookies to my list! Lead onnn!'
Joshua Foley	There's a mental little wince when Ellie starts to retreat. Joshua wants to try to keep her engaged so he shares. "So yeah, made this delivery to Gotham last night. Saw Wayne, thought I was going to Wayne manor. Naw, met one of the daughters, Phoebe. I don't know if Gabby was playing a prank on me or trying to set me up on a date or something." he shrugs. "Gotham's creepy. No offense, Mia." That to her because she was just going on about how great Gotham concerts are. Perhaps in deference of Ellie's discomfort, he glances aside to Megan. "Tell you what, let's see what they want and we can go get it?" he asks, engaging in possible wingman mode. "Unless you're hungry too, Ellie?"
Negasonic	"Yeah," says Ellie to Cir-El. "They're f***ing great," she adds, her voice darker. Shaved head, black lipstick, the young woman did seem to be more engaged with her phone. Megan's 'yay'ing gets a long look from Ellie, her attention lifting from the phone to see that. "Cool," says Negasonic to Joshua afterwards. "Gabby's with me on a team of mine, but whatever," she says. Was she hungry too? The young woman shrugs, still tapping on her phone as people talk. "I'll stick with Megan," she says. That was her ride home, anyways. Unless she wanted to be stuck here forever. And ever.
Cir-El	Mia snickers and grins broadly, clearly relishing Ellie's sullen opposition to all things sunny and cheery and bright. "Remind me not to introduce you to my aunt. She's so cheerful I'm afraid you might... explode? Melt into a puddle? Scream and fade from existence?" She frowns slowly. "...No. That is not an experiment that needs doing." She shrugs and gestures vaguely foodcourt-ward, "We can go see what looks good. I mean, mall pizza's always a gamble, you either win big or lose big, but... I've got a good feeling about this. And we can all provide insight on Megan's cardigan shopping! Surely between three viewpoints... it'll..." She frowns and tries to picture the result of committee cargidan shopping. "Maybe we just wait until she comes out with a new cardigan."
Cain Marko	The food court is probably as busy as one might expect. A number of tables filled with eating people. One of them especially filled, even if by only one person. A mountain in the shape of a man, all bulky muscle and red hair and custom fitted clothing. Cain is lounging in a loudly protesting plastic chair, each shift of his body seeming like it might finally collapse under him. A variety of foods from various places are spread out in front of him, the mercenary currently devouring a handful of corndogs. Eating each in one bite. Usually most of the stick if left afterwards. Watching the other people in the mall with half-lidded eyes, his expression bored despite all the food. It's hard to say how long he's been here. There's some tables in his immediate vicinity that are empty. Maybe people are avoiding him for some reason.
Megan Gwynn	Megan Gwynn arches a brow at Joshua, "Oh, you met Phoebe?" she beams, "She's really great! I mean, she's not much older than me but she's really wise and magically talented...Not sure how she fell in with the Bat crowd even, but I've learned a lot from her, how's she doing? Haven't seen her in a long while." It seems even Ellie can't dampen her spirits as she co tiniest to smile cheerfully at her, "Cool! Food sounds good, then maybe we can hit a store or two before we head home? I know exactly where I wanna go.." Mia is given another mischievous grin, "Ooh? Is she totally awesome and badass like me you mean?" she hasn't spotted Cain yet a# they near the food court, and is too busy figuring out what she wants to order as she waits in line, peering up at the menu. "Ooooooo those frosted coookies look soooo goooood..."
Joshua Foley	Leading the menagerie into the food court, Joshua glances over his shoulder. "They used to have this great Chinese place, I think it might have closed down, though." And Megan earns a nod. "Got a couple of stores to hit myself, finally saved up enough for the new fanatsy RPG out and want to dive in." With Megan heading to the cookies, he heads over to the pizza place to grab a whole pepperoni pie to share with the other three that he came in with. He /does/ notice Cain, he's impossible to miss, but he seems to just be eating and happy, so far be it for him to poke the Juggernaut. Grabbing his number flag, he moves to secure a table for the group, waving them over when he catches their attention.
Negasonic	Were they going to go cardigan shopping? For Megan? Whatever. Ellie brings her dark cloud along with the rest of the gang. Of course, someone like Juggernaut sticks out, but Ellie decides to go for a corndog. Or a Hot Dog on a Stick, if you must be precise. And how Ellie usually gets along in big piles of chirpy people is to go a little extra quiet. She had social media she had to catch up on, anyways.
Cir-El	There's the slightest frown from Mia at the sight of Juggernaut... a sort of 'I feel like I should remember reading up on this person because how many ten foot tall walking mountains could there be in the past?' frown, which really just looks a lot like an 'Oh no, that chair is not rated for that weight limit' frown because frowns are subtle things. But thenthere's so much to focus on, like Megan immediately locking her sights on frosting-coated cookies. There's an instant thought she should ask Ellie if the pixie should have THAT much sugar, but... clearly someone on X needs to be flamed mercilessly judging by the furious typing. And Joshua's ordering a pizza and... yeah, that's probably fine. Really, what could Megan on too much sugar really be like? Inquiring minds want to know! And so Mia does the friendly thing, parks herself on a four top table and crosses her arms to glower vaguely at the innocent seniors walking about the mall in a very 'This table is not FOR YOU' way. Seat guardian. She can totally rock that job.
Cain Marko	Cain notices Joshua in turn. Not because he's big but because, you know, the whole gold thing. He no doubt is getting looks from a number of other mall patrons. Probably some people are avoiding the obvious non-human teen as well. Some whispering. It doesn't look like there's going to be any human supremacists shouting at him today thankfully. The redheads eyes narrow as he considers them, moving through the group. His attention finally settles on Megan, and one of his brows arches upwards. Oh hey. Somebody he knows. She seems to be with friends though, so he doesn't call out to her immediately. Knowing her, she'll spot him eventually and approach him herself if she feels like talking. Though is there ever a time she doesn't feel like talking? He goes to eat another corndog, and bite down on an empty stick. Frowning, he tosses them onto a plate, then picks up a slice of pizza. Tilting his head back and dropping the slice fully into his mouth and chewing. Picking up the biggest soda he could find, which still looks kind of small in his hand, he takes a long sip. He is, notably, only about SEVEN feet tall at the moment. The chair definitely wouldn't have supported him otherwise. Still big. He sees Cir-El sitting not that far away, meeting the glower of the Kryptonian(?) directly. A faint smirk touches his lips, but that's about the extent of his response.
Joshua Foley	When Mia secures the table for the group, Joshua makes his way over to her. "They'll bring the pizza over when it's done, they had to make some new ones." he explains pleasantly enough. "Also swung by Orange Julius and picked up some classics." He sets down the tray of orange juicy frozen goodness and takes his own seat. "You said you were from Metropolis, right? How awesome is it there? I hear that you can like... see new things every day." He unwraps his straw and pops it into the drink to sip. "I've always wanted to visit the Hall of Justice, someday." he admits.
Megan Gwynn	Megan Gwynn orders some sweet treats and she orders extra, incase grumpy Ellie changes her mind later. She in fact shivers a giant frosted cookie at her with a smile, "Here, this'll brighten your day for sure!" and then suddenly her phone buzzes and she frowns, peering down at the text "Ah darn I forgot, there's something I have to deal with, I'll catch you all later in a bit okay? See you soon!" and she's running off, suddenly in a hurry.
Cir-El	Mia grins brightly and bobs her head at Joshua even as she's reaching out for an Orange Julius and a slice of pizza, "Oh my god! Orange Julius! Malls DO have a reason to exist!" She bobs her head at the question of her origin. "Yeah! It's pretty cool. If you're lucky you can run into Wonder Woman greeting people... like, the /actual/ one. They don't do the hokey theme park thing with like, impersonators... I mean, officially, there's always cosplayers around." She blinks and manages a wave towards Megan as the pixie retreats, before turning her attention back to Josh, "I actually met her! I mean, it was... kinda awkward. But I think she's used to that, y'know? I get the feeling she's way more approachable than like... Batman. ...Actually, I should... probably try to reach out to Wonder Woman again, I was going to see if there was like some... Themyscira exchange program, y'know, go check out the culture and stuff. Learn to swing a sword around."
Joshua Foley	Waving to Megan as she leaves, Joshua makes sure she's away. "Hopefully she remembers that she's Ellie's ride home..." he comments lightly, before Mia starts to speak and his attention swivels back to her. "I mean, there's what... six or seven Amazonians that are out there? It would be cool to meet any of them." Joshua admits. "Or the superwomen... girls!" he adds quickly, unsure of which one it is for sure. "They're all cool and can do spectacular things, and this is my big thing." he laughs, holding up a golden finger. "I'll just have to help where I can!" As they chat, an employee from Sbarro brings the pizza over to set it upon the table. When she mentions the exchange program. "Hey, if that's what you want to do, I'd say go for it! It's probably a really deep cultural thing and you could learn a lot from it. I'm not really made for fighting and never really had the teeth to do it. I want to help people. I wanted to be a doctor before my mutation developed, but I don't imagine any medical school would accept me now, since it would be considered cheating or something." A side glance is given towards Cain again. "Man, he's really big." he murmurs quietly, and considers, looking at the pizza. No no, he seems to have that handled. But there is something that isn't settling easily with the mutant.
Negasonic	Okay, so while Ellie stuck out in a 'maybe still human way', the fact that she was looming back towards the table with her corndog, and sitting with the golden person and the Pixie... "What the fuck?" she says. "Where'd Megan go?" she says, her brow furrowing a bit more. Now there was a sound of annoyance in the back of her throat. "...whatever. Know that guy?" she asks to Mia, noting her glare towards Juggernaut. Ellie was a glower expert, after all. She nibbles on corndog. "Whatever medical school would be an idiot not to accept you. But humans gotta human, I guess," she says to Joshua, still vaguely irritated.
Cain Marko	The next thing to be picked up by Cain is a plate of tacos. Like the rest, it disappears quickly. Crunch crunch crunch. One tasty mouthfull at a time. Well, there went Pixie. So that's the only person in that group he actually knew. And the rest look like teenagers. So maybe he should... then he notices Joshua side-eyeing him and muttering. His brows draw together some. "Who're you eyeballin, Green Streaks?" The voice is about what you'd expect from somebody like him. Absurdly, almost implausibly deep. If only it was a little smoother, a little warmer, it might be nice. As it is, it's just loud and kind of aggressive. But it pairs well with his thuggish face. He sort of looks like if brute force was a person, and liked eating junkfood at the mall. Noting Ellie glancing at him too, he considers. Pixie, this golden guy. So. "Hnnh. Buncha mutant kids, huh?" He's not overly quiet about it. But it's not like people couldn't guess already. He picks up his soda again. "You a buncha members of Chuck's cult, or doing your own thing?"
Cir-El	Mia frowns thoughtfully at the question of knowing the Juggernaut, "I mean... he seems familiar... but like, maybe I'm just thinking of a bear I saw at a zoo. Dude's /huge/." She heaves out a sigh, "Also I took a pretty good knock on my head awhile back so my memory's not what it should be..." There's another sigh and she shrugs lightly, "I think she said there was an emergency, I mean if you really need a lift to your mansion I can handle it, it's just..." She frowns /very/ severely, "It's gonna be hella awkward and you're going to have a bunch of questions probably." She glances sidelong at Josh and hums softly, "You should like... reach out to the Avengers or something? Someone with some pull with the government, like... if you can do what doctors do but better and different than the whole medschool thing, I don't see why you shouldn't be allowed to do it because you do it /different/ and /better/. Like I don't think Superman isn't allowed to use his Kryptonian stuff just because his weird healing chamber thing isn't FDA certified... then again I think it's outside US territory so like... maybe that's a legal loophole." She looks up and up and uuuuup at Cain, "Yes. We are part of a cult. Do you want some of our special kool-aid? It is to /die/ for."
Joshua Foley	"Yeah, but you see, Mia..." Joshua closes his eyes for a moment. "Superman's an alien. Not of this world. So what he brings to it is a new path, an alternative. Something special and creative. I'm a mutant that can heal those I touch as long as I understand what it is. The Professors think that maybe someday I could cure cancern if I tried hard enough." "But because I don't look like a normal human. Because of my golden skin. Because I can do that. I'm a freak. I'm a blasphemy to God. My own parents disowned me and signed me away when they found out. And I was just as bad, before I learned the truth of who and what I was. I'll help because I want to. But I have no illusions of what life will be like until mutants are accepted." His attention turns to Cain. "It's a little of column A and a little of column B. Do you know Professor Xavier?" he asks curiously.
Negasonic	"We'll let you drink first," says Ellie to Cain, eyes on her phone as she flicks through notices. "But yeah, he's obviously a mutant," she says to the rest of her group. "Or an alien, or whatever. Magic Cyborg?" A curl of her brow at Cir-El's suggestion. "... sure. Whatever," she says with a shrug afterwards. "Sounds good, though. Better than hanging out in this mall any longer," she says. "Want to go now?" she asks, already moving to stand up from her seat, corndog in hand as she takes another gnosh of the treat. "I mean... I'm not a doctor, but that sounds like something every hospital would want to have," says Ellie. "But yeah. People be like that sometimes," she says, shrugging her shoulders as she tucks her phone away into a pocket of hers.
Cain Marko	Of course she knows the Juggernaut! Who doesn't know the Juggernaut, honestly? It's just a question of RECOGNIZING the Juggernaut when he's three feet shorter and not wearing a fashionable headpiece. Cain takes a long slurp of his coke, and smirks down at Mia. "Hmmm. Nah. I'll pass. The cyanide makes it taste all bitter. You enjoy though." He crumples up the empty cup and drops it. He listens to the private conversation the two are having. Not even looking remotely ashamed of it either. As Joshua describes his situation, his lips quirk up. "Parents can be huge pricks." His succinct two cents on the matter. The actual question makes his expression sour some. "We're acquainted with one another, yeah. Go back a ways." He pushes back his chair, and stands up. "You see him, tell him Cain said hi. I might pay him a visit sometime soon. Catch up." He looks the trio over another time, then turns and starts to walk away.
Cir-El	Mia's eyes roll as she sighs out, "I mean, maybe a magic cyborg? Not a normal cyborg. They always have like, half a metal skull, or a laser cannon for an arm, or some other very obvious 'Look at me, I erase credit card magnetic strips in a ten foot radius because I'm more machine than man' thing going on. Or Kryptonite. Sometimes they have a kryptonite laser or something." Suddenly, her drink and pizza are empty and gone as Ellie asks about leaving and Mia's standing up smoothly with a little nod. "Sure, I can give you a lift. You're gonna have to like, point the way. Literally. Holding my phone and getting a good clip of speed going are not compatible. You'll see." She snaps and points at Joshua, "People who think it's fine that Superman's from space, but not that you have powers and are from Earth, are just as dumb as people who think it's /bad/ that Superman's from space and okay if you turn someone into a kryptonite-fueled cyborg to fight him. I will punch anyone who tries to tell you you can't be yourself." She nods to Cain, "Big guy's right. Parents can be jerks. Not mine, they were pretty cool, but like, other people? Totally have awful parents. It sucks." And then she's falling into step beside Ellie with a sigh, "Also, seriously, if you laugh at me while I'm giving you a ride to your /literal dream mansion/ I'm dropping you. Trust me, this threat's going to make a lot of sense in a few minutes."
Joshua Foley	As Mia and Ellie partner up to leave, Joshua comes to the horrible realization that he may have interrupted a date. He closes his eyes and forces up a smile. "Thanks for the words, I appreciate it. Let's hope they're heard by the right people, yeah?" And off they go. Left at the table with most of the pizzas and drinks, Joshua watches everyone head out on their days and seem to be happy and at peace with themselves or at least with each other. The food doesn't look appetizing anymore and he doesn't even have Cain to offer it to. Pushing himself up from his seat, he rallys enough to see if he can get his game and head home.