12031/To Be Named

To Be Named
Date of Scene:	19 August 2020
Location:	Backyard, Avengers Mansion
Synopsis:	Conan and Jessica Drew meet
Cast of Characters:	Spider-Woman (Drew), Conan the Cimmerian

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Spider-Woman (Drew) has posed:
The sun has finally set, and the evening air is cooling in the back yard of the Avengers' mansion. Jessica, unwinding from a long and hectic evening, emerges from the sliding back glass door carrying a bag of beef jerky, a packet of pop rocks, and a bottle of beer. She is wearing an oversized black t-shirt over, presumably, a swimsuit. Her hair is down, falling in careless dark waves over her shoulder.

Conan the Cimmerian has posed:
Out enjoying the cool evening is the Avenger's Mansion's guest, Conan of Cimmeria. The barbarian has found himself a good place to relax by the fountain in the center of the terrace. In fact, he's using its water to rinse himself off. The chilliness doesn't seem to bother him at all as he cleans himself, getting the water all over his head and exposed skin, of which there's a lot, considering he's wearing a loincloth.

As he takes note of someone else entering the backyard he turns to look at them, raising a hand in greeting. His eyes seem to study the woman, but his expression reveals little, at least at first. After some time an eyebrow will raise and the large man will call out, "Sky Man told me there would be buxom wenches here. It has taken some time for you to appear. I am Conan of Cimmeria."

Spider-Woman (Drew) has posed:
Jessica tries to stifle a laugh, only managing to snort a giggle at Conan's conclusion. "Buxom wenches? Where?" she asks, ripping the top edge off her package of beef jerky. "You know, you could've had a real shower, rather than a splash in the fountain." She nods toward him as she takes a lounge near the pool. "I have...meat. Want some?"

Conan the Cimmerian has posed:
"Are you not a wench?" Conan asks, sounding genuinely curious. "These times are strange to me and I fear I do not possess much understanding of them." Running his hands through his long hair he pads in Jessica's direction, "Could you explain how to make it shower? Does your science control even the weather?" And then he sniffs the air faintly and nods, "I would share your meat. It smells good, though there is something in it I cannot place."

Spider-Woman (Drew) has posed:
Nodding toward the door, Jessica replies, "Inside, there are rooms with enclosures where the water comes out...like the fountain. But it is warmer. And meant for washing yourself. I can show ya sometime." She tosses Conan the bag of beef jerky she has opened, and she opens the bottom of a small refrigerator beneath the bar to pull out another beer and open it before holding it out, too. "I'm Jess, glad to finally meet you."

Conan the Cimmerian has posed:
Snagging the bag of meat out of the air, Conan grabs himself a piece and takes a bite out of it, chomping down and tearing so that he can swallow, "I would welcome your expertise in such matters." The bag is offered back as he accepts the beer, "Thank you, Jess of the Avengers. I am pleased to meet another of your band. Your companions Green Puncher, Sky Man and Thor are fine warriors, even if I do not understand Sky Man's science yet. I am sorry that his heart has disappeared, but gladdened that he has yet to die from its absence." He takes a gulp of beer, wipes his lips with his forearm and says, "Ahh! That is good. I have been happy with the food and drink here."

Spider-Woman (Drew) has posed:
Jessica's nose crinkles in a genuine smile as she takes the bag back and pulls out a chunk of jerky as she opens her beer. "Sky Man spares no expense when it comes to taking care of us." She sits back in her lounge and takes a pull from her bottle of beer, as she gives Conan an appraising look. "They weren't wrong...you're /somethin'/ aren't you? How long have you been here?"

Conan the Cimmerian has posed:
"I am told he has wealth beyond compare. Were he not a friend I would rob him of his riches, but I would not violate his trust after we fought together and he offered me a place in his home," Conan says to Jess with a serious expression on his face. He takes a moment to consider her questions, then replies, "I have been here a week, but I am leaving soon. I must adventure for the relics necessary to forge into a weapon to slay the Sorcerer Supreme, Riath Thalm. I have asked the people of the mansion for help in reaching out to those who would help me in my quest and tomorrow I shall meet with them at the Palace of Shawarma."

Spider-Woman (Drew) has posed:
"Aw. But you just got here. You have to go slayin' already? I mean...you could stick around...enjoy the showers, the uh....wenches?" She quirks a crooked smile and tears open the packet of Pop Rocks. "I hear there are buxom wenches here, after all."

Conan the Cimmerian has posed:
"I would like to spend more time here, learning the ways of this time and place more slowly," Conan explains. "But I must prepare for the attacks that will inevitably arrive if Thalm is not slain."

Spider-Woman (Drew) has posed:
Jessica's brow creases slightly in concern as she watches Conan. She nods slowly, then asks, "What can you tell me about...this...Thalm?" Then she pours some of the Pop Rocks into her mouth, letting them sizzle and pop on her tongue as she awaits his reply.