Owner	Pose
Cinque Evers	It is nine o?clock on a Saturday, some of the volunteers are still cleaning up the dishes from their regular residents, while other workers are putting out food for the late arrivals. Cinque is walking the room, while checking occupancy numbers and making sure some of their regulars have checked in. Cinque scans the room for a few minutes and lets out a frustrated sigh. He quickly walks over to a thirty year old woman wearing a long sleeve shirt that read "Jamii" on the chest. "Janine, can you take the van, and see if you coach Malcolm, to come in tonight". Cinque scans the room again to make sure all the other late comers have come arrived before turning back to speak to Janine, "It is going to be a cold one, and you are the only one he listens to. I also want to have someone look at his feet." Janine grabs a set of keys from the office and heads out.
Jovian Anderson	Jovian Anderson is still cleaning up after the mess that his doppleganger made. He is here to help some veterans he knew in the service. His dopple...made things worse and while most understand that, this doesnt change the fact that he feels responsible. Still if he is volunteering he is hardly going to help JUST the folks he knows here, and ...'volunteers' unsure what he is immadiely doing except maybe cleaning up.
Hyperion	It is not that Mark Milton wants to sit and draw cartoons of a shelter. But he's trying to find a way to climb upwards out of the cartoonist area of the Bugle. So maybe a human interest story can help. But... he doesn't go anywhere without his sketch pad and a few implements to draw with.     It turns out that the well built auburn haired man has found a different way to be of use. He's got a group of kids gathered around as he draws with a dramatic flourish, making mundane things look silly and cartoony for them.     Right now, he's drawing one of the tables that has a loose leg to look like it's an elephant's trunk attached to the table, wrapped around a passerby's ankle. Comically drawing food tossed in the air off of a tray that the tripped passer by was carrying. Giggles and such come from the kids as he turns it around to show them his progress.
Susan Richards	No time was a bad time for reaching out to help others. So, 'dressed-down' in a simple pair of blue jeans, and a white sweater to cover up her jumpsuit--though the boots still show--Susan Richards has joined the ranks of volunteers for the day. It was always rewarding to roll up her sleeves and help out.      And what mother at heart could resist helping with the young ones? With a discreet motion of her hand, she creates a small forcefield around one of the myriad ragged-looking stuffed animals that had been donated for the children to play with--in this case, a floofy brown bunny with upright ears. It 'hops' across the floor towards Mark Milton, making right for the pen he is holding, as if to help him draw! This, much to peals of childish laughter, and a grin of her own.
Cinque Evers	Cinque walks across the room towards Jovian, "Thank you for volunteering. We are just a little short staff tonight, so I was wondering if you can help serve the last of the food for our late arrivals. It is quite simple, and we are near capacity tonight. There are only few of our regulars that have not checked in." One of the volunteers walks over to Cinque, heads him a clipboard and he quickly signs the form. "Thank you for volunteering tonight. Dechaune is ready to take you back to the half-way house before your curfew." As Cinque turns to check in on the other workers and volunteers, his radio goes off. Janine can be heard, "I got Malcolm, and Code: Hyzenthlay." Cinque picks up the radio, "Roger, Is the Code: Hyzenthlay alone? Janine responds, "No, she has three children with her." Cinque points to Sue and Mark, "Can you come with me downstairs, and grab your art stuff to help entertain with the children? Cinque calls to Jovian, "Put some food on the tray, and come downstairs." Cinque is on the radio asking for a nurse, and for additional security to meet him downstairs.
Hyperion	"Sorry. Duty calls." offers the broad shouldered Mark as he gets his pencil jostled by the self-propelled animal toy. "Why don't you come with too?" he says to the toy as he closes his book on the pencil and stands up.     He grins to the kids, "I'll come back next week, with more paper and I'll do a group toon-selfie for y'all, okay?" he asks before he holds a hand out to Susan.     Apparently, that dampening suit is working if he is willing to shake hands now. That is a milestone for him it seems. How many super powered folks put on gear to turn -down- their powers? Yeesh!
Jovian Anderson	Jovian Anderson nods, "No problem." He listens to her and fills out the paperwork. Funny thing working for the federal government, you learn how to do paperwork really really well. He listens, watches, pays attention and does just that. Security? Well...that is the last thing he expected, but he is DEFINITELY qualified.
Jovian Anderson	Jovian Anderson says, "You are most welcome, happy to help. I am here for some friends, but frankly if I can help others, so much the better." He means it to, things might be darker from the doppleganger, but that part still very much applies."
Susan Richards	Susan nods, the floofy brown bunny floating through the air to be deposited in the arms of the nearest child without a toy. She winks and ruffles the little one's hair. "Take good care of Mr. Floofy Tail for me, will you?" The raven-haired little girl just looks all wide-eyed at her and nods, clutching the toy to her as if holding on to a lifeline. With the offered handshake from Mark returned, she nods. "Duty calls, indeed. Shall we?"
Cinque Evers	As they make their way downstairs, Cinque explains, "Code: Hyzenthlay, is our code for an abuse spouse running away from their abuser. We provide whatever service that they are comfortable with, and we do our best to keep them safe. The main goal is not to push them, and just let them know that we are here to provide for their safety and their needs." Cinque tugs on the bottom of his hoodie as he bites the hottom of hislips, "We do try to get them to let us record any evidence if they want to press charges latter, but that is secondary." Cinque smiles softly, "The Children need to be distracted, but also feel safe too. So we feed them, play with them, and let them know everyone is safe. As Cinque finishes this comment, the van pulls up, and Janine escorts the woman and the children inside. Cinque tells security to take Malcolm upstairs, and remind people we don?t reveal the names of our guests over the phone.
Hyperion	Nodding slowly, Mark shrugs his shoulders, "Well, I'm happy to help keep anyone occupied. Kids like cartoons it seems." he offers. His resonant voice carries easily, especially in a narrow stairwell. His windbreaker worn over his 'I <3 NY' teeshirt flapping a bit as he moves. "Name's Mark." he tells the others, "This is Sue. She's cool." he adds as he reaches a hand for Susan's shoulder.
Jovian Anderson	Jovian Anderson nods. He had some BASIC training on this in law enforcement but unlike most knew how little he really truly knew compared ot a specialist. He knows how to watch coverly, strange memories of being secret service even though that makes no sense given his past...where do the memories come from? He shrugs and focuses on Cinque's instructions, wantingto let the local experts know what to do.
Susan Richards	Susan's brows furrow in concern, and she nods. "Nobody will lay a finger on these people tonight if we've anything to say about it." The woman and her children are offered a reassuring smile, with one of the little ones tugging on their momma's sleeve. "Mommy, that looks like Susan Richards!" Susan's cheeks color a delicate shade of rose, and she grins a bit sheepishly, neither confirming nor denying the child's allegations.      Otherwise, she keeps her attention on Cinque, nodding as she takes in each point. "What would you like each of us to do then?" she finally asks.
Cinque Evers	It is moment?s like this that Cinque really regrets having a perfect memory. There are some sights which one should not have to carry with forever. Janine escorts a young woman who comes in with a black eye and a busted lip. She is still managing to smile as she points children towards food that Jovian brought downstairs with him. Rylee, the eldest child who is guarding her family like a lioness protecting her cub, still manages to chastise her little sister, "Not everything and everyone has to do with, Sue Richards!" Rylee shakes her head as if she is an old woman before peering up at Sue, "Sorry, ma?am, she really likes Sue Richards. Her mother rubs her hand over her child, Sue Richard?s admirer, "You know what, Kaylee, I am sure she would love to hear all of your Sue Richard?s facts, while you get something to eat. The youngest child who is a boy just gazes around the room nervously, while following Kaylee to get some food. Cinque lowers his voice, "I think we let the mother know the kids are being taken care of, and then we can help the mother." Cinque turns to Mark, "If you can get ready to draw something that would be great." Cinque turns to Sue Richards, "I guess you need to get ready to listen to Sue Richard's facts, and when she is ready to go behind the private room to change clothes. You and Janine can help her, and record any evidence if she wants too. Cinque turns to Jovian, "Just keep the conversation going. Silence is always a bad thing in these situations." Cinque says, "And if you notice anything odd, report it back to me. Cinque walks over to the woman, "Hello, I am Cinque Evers, Welcome to the Jamii Homless Shelter. You are safe here. We have rooms big enough for you entire family. We can talk about how long you desire to stay latter. The woman squeezes Rylee's hand as she states, "My name is Shay."
Jovian Anderson	Jovian Anderson nods, "I can do that." He isnt exactly a therapist but he knows how to ...well, this isnt exactly a 'guys at the bar' conversation but he listens and nods. He will be near or far depending on how he reads the body language as to whether it is helpful for him to be there as reassuring security or distant and 'invisible' but he listens to the others and watchs.
Susan Richards	Sue just smiles, crouching down to be on eye level with the children. "You know, that sounds... fantastic." Really, did she just go there? "I'd love to listen. Who knows, maybe I could add a few facts of my own. Maybe we could all go talk over a nice meal, what do you say to that?" She offers her hand to each of the children in turn; as she does, a hint of the sleeve of her jumpsuit peeks out from beneath the cuff of her sweater. "My name actually is Sue. What's yours?"
Cinque Evers	When Sue mentions that her name is Sue, a jovial light appears in Kaylee's eyes, "Your name is Sue too?!" Kaylee is so overcome with joy from this unexpected surprise that the young child forgets about the situation that she founds herself in, "Just like Sue Richards! Was you name after her? I am her biggest fan. She is like super smart, gucci, brave, and I am going to brave like her one day her, and protect my family too." Kaylee finishes with her little rant and takes a deep breathe, "She is my favorite hero. She is like everyone's favorite hero, but they just don't know it yet." This illict's an eyeroll from her Rylee who still hasn't left her mother side. She turns to her mother, "Would you like to get you something to eat?" Her mother silently shakes his head, and her eyes drift to her shoes. Cinque knows the silence is coming around this time, so he speaks up. "Our kitchen is still open, and if there is something else you would like to eat I can go and quickly make it. Most of the other children have turned in for the night, but there are a sizeable number of children for your kids to get to know in the next few days if you so desire."
Jovian Anderson	Jovian Anderson is pleased at the good manor the others have with those here, and enjoying seeing slow healing in spite of the darkness that has befallen them. He occasionally comments on a toy or a small item to make them feel more safe if any other person besides the girl comes need. A bit, but only a little bit, he keeps an eye out for trouble, since that IS wat he doing after all
Susan Richards	Sue hesitated for just a moment, and then smiled. If she was going to 'out' herself on a 'dress down' day, at least it would bring some joy and hope to these little ones--and hopefully to their mother as well. She gives Kaylee a little wink, leaning in with a conspiritorial whisper. "I -am- her. Shhhh."      However, urging a little one to keep their voice down, was like asking the sun not to rise. One would have more success with the latter, than the former.      "You know, I think you already -are- brave. Bet it's kind of scary being in a new place, hmm? But you're here, you're together with your family, and you can all be brave together. Just like my family."      A warm smile is offered to the mother. "You're going to be alright, ma'am. You and your children will be safe here."
Jovian Anderson	Jovian Anderson looks about and says, "I am very sorry, I've been summoned for something." He waits fora replacement, but otherwise moves off.
Cinque Evers	Janine who like Jovian is keeping an eye out for things, until she gets a text notification. She quickly pulls her hood up over head, and cracks her neck. She walks over to Cinque and whispers, "Code: General Woundwort" Cinque raises his right eyebrow slightly, "I need you here handling intake with me. Our lawyer advise me that you are still need to finish your anger management class, before you handle these types of situations again." As Cinque goes over to another volunteer, he is so glad that he paid extra to make sure that this place was sound proof. Cinque begins to put food on the plate as he address Susan and whispers, "Another shelter called and said her husband has searched for there, and was headed this way. When he shows up, if you can convince him along with our security that we have a strict policy of not revealing our guest's name that would be great. " Cinque brings the tray of food back to the mother and Rylee. Kaylee is squealing with joy from the secret and has even begun to twirl her young brother around, 'I knew it! I knew it" Tears run down her cheek as she puffs out of her cheeks and extends her hand. She lets out the air from her cheeks as she mimics creating forcefield. Kaylee squeals again as she runs around the room in a sugar high before going to hug Susan, "I am creating protection."