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Never Just A Walk In The Park
Date of Scene: 05 January 2020
Location: Central Park, Manhattan
Synopsis: What did the spy say to the princess?
Cast of Characters: Spider-Woman (Drew), Starfire




Spider-Woman (Drew) has posed:
Jessica Drew has the majority of the contents of her pockets on top of a hot dog cart at the moment. These are the times when she can almost - just almost - see the benefits of a purse. "Lady," the vendor says, "We take cards now, you know."

"Yeah, but I //know// I've got a dime in here somewhere..." Jessica checks each front pocket, each back pocket, each jacket pocket...then holds up a finger and checks that random tiny pocket they put inside one pocket on five-pocket jeans. "See?" she grins as she pulls it out. "I knew I put it somewhere I wouldn't lose it."

Then there's the epic of putting everything //back// into pockets, including a curious look at a subway card. "When was the last time I took the subway?" Shaking her head, she gets the last of it put away and flashes a bright smile at the vendor as she takes her hot dog. "You, sir, are a hero among men. Hot dog men. Don't let anybody tell you different."

Starfire has posed:
Koriand'r saunters into Central Park with... something... on a leash. A... worm the size of a corgi? Whatever it is, it's skittering all around the park, then sniffs a can and tries eating it. "Silly Silkie!" the orange-skinned alien cooos as she pulls the soda can out of the Silkie's mouth and throws it in a garbage can. She then heads over to the hot dog stand. "Hello, good sir!" she cooos, then sees a bit of a line - and a woman who was just shoveling stuff back in her pockets. She smiles softly, as she waits her turn.

Spider-Woman (Drew) has posed:
"Lady, all I wanna hear is the next customer's order," the vendor sighs heavily. Jessica grimaces a bit, but salutes with her hot dog as she steps aside to find...

Hot dog halfway to her mouth, she pauses to consider Kory and her pet (?), then the hot dog in her hand. Nope, she hasn't eaten yet. And it's not like drugs would last that long anyhow. Which means, by process of elimination, this is actually happening. "Uh..." Jessica pauses, actually taking a bite of her hot dog while she gives the thing on the leash a sidelong glance. "So, uh. What kind of...dog...is that?"

Starfire has posed:
Koriand'r nods as she holds a finger up and places an order. Large hot dog, heavy mustard, heavy onion, heavy sauerurakt, and a hotdog by itself. And a cup of mustard. She pays for her order, takes it, and glances at you. "This is the Silkie from my homeworld. I... don't remember what his kind is called. I stole him from the prison warden when I escaped with the other political prisoners, and he's my best friend and the mascot of the Titans." She smiles softly. "Well, I think of him so."

Spider-Woman (Drew) has posed:
There's something reassuring about the fact that it's definitely an alien. Or admittedly an alien. Something like that. Jessica takes another bite to think that whole thing over, then nods once. "Cool," she replies. Somehow, still not the weirdest thing ever. That hot dog, on the other hand...

"Sorry," she says after a moment, shaking her head as if refocusing. "I'm Jess. Don't see a lot of...silkies, you said? Even here in New York. Was he also a political prisoner? Or was he a guard silkie?"

Starfire has posed:
Koriand'r shakes her head. "No - he's just a pet. He was the pet of the warden. When I and others broke out of an unwarranted imprisonment, I took him as spoils of war. I'm Koriand'r, sometimes known as Starfire," she cooos, as she drops the loose hot dog in front of thoe Silkie who lungues for it and slurps it down. "Always a pleasure to meet more humans."

Spider-Woman (Drew) has posed:
Hey, you never know. Best not to assume. "And that answers any questions I might have had about what it eats," Jessica says with a wry twist of her lips as she watches the creature go after the hot dog. "Nice to meet you, Koriand'r. And, uh. Welcome, I guess? Sounds like you've already had the welcome wagon though. Titans you said, right? Man. Kids these days, with their wholesome groups of world-saving friends," she shakes her head, tsking like an old woman. "In my day, kids didn't have friends."

Starfire has posed:
Koriand'r shrugs. "I didn't have many friends myself. Princesses generally don't." She shrugs as she eats her hot dog monstroslity, licking the mustard dripping on her fingers from it. "I've been on Earth for several years now." She smiles softly. "But my kind has one special ability that makes it easy. I can learn languages extremely easily." She nods as she finishes her hot dog and sips her... cup of... mustard? Okay, Kory's a bit weird maybe.

Spider-Woman (Drew) has posed:
"That would definitely make it easier," Jessica agrees, taking another bite of her own hot dog. "Is that an Earth thing? The bajillion different languages? I always got the feeling it was an Earth thing. You know, like once you get to the point where you go wandering from one planet to another, it's probably for the best if you've got some sort of universal language or translation thing worked out, or else you're probably not going to manage to wander between very many planets before you run into a serious misunderstanding."

Starfire has posed:
Koriand'r shrugs. "Earth is relatively primitive. Most developed worlds have unified in one government with one official language. Sure, there are ancient dialects... but most speak a uniersal language, and there are translator techs. It's just a natural feat of my kind to do it automatically." She shrugs. "What do you do for a living?" she asks.

Spider-Woman (Drew) has posed:
Isn't that the question? Jessica smirks faintly, taking another bite of her hot dog. "Learn things, you could say," she replies once her mouth isn't full, shrugging. "I've done a lot of things, but most of them boil down to figuring things out. Primitive, huh?" It seems more amusing than offensive, to judge by the way she grins.

"Sounds fair, I guess. Kind of like how teenagers are primitive. Still working out the basics, but with //just// enough knowledge to get themselves in massive amounts of trouble screwing with things they probably shouldn't." She takes a few steps away from the hot dog vendor, then gestures at Kory's hot dog and cup of mustard. "Is that's a flavor thing, or a nutrients thing?"

Starfire has posed:
Koriand'r ponders. "That is very wise and insightful," she cooooos softly. "Your analogy...." She then smiles softly. The Silkie, meanwhile, wanders over to sniff your shoe, and lays on your left foot, curling up. "Awwww, he likes you." She then gazes at you. "Oh - yeah - I don't taste things like you do. From what I understand, sweet and bitter are opposite for me."

Spider-Woman (Drew) has posed:
Jessica glances down at the creature, dubious but not enough to risk upsetting it. As long as it doesn't start chewing on anything. "Huh," she muses. "Interesting." She pauses, squinting. "That must have led to some interesting encounters with food. Bitter tastes often tell us it's something we shouldn't eat. Except," she laughs, "As you can see, it doesn't stop us from finding a way to do it. Nothing like telling a human there's something they can't do to make sure it gets done."

She glances up toward the sky, though her mind ventures a little further afield than just that. "There's a whole lot of we don't know out there. Always good to see a visitor on our side, at least."

Starfire has posed:
Koriand'r smiles softly. "Yeah... but from what I've seen of human, the allure of sweet has caused many problems. Overindulgence of sugar has caused a lot of health issues for your race." She shrugs slowly. "Oh - I wouldn't move your foot. Sometimes the Silkie throws up a bit after eatnig. Not sure why."

Spider-Woman (Drew) has posed:
"Yeah, I had a feeling there was some sort of risk like that," Jessica chuckles, finishing off her own hot dog. "Evolution at work again," she adds with a shrug, balling up the foil wrapper and tucking it into her pocket. "Used to be we needed those calories because calories were hard to find. Now..." She half-turns, gesturing around them to where at least four different vendors and stands offer food and drinks. "Problem is, the back of our brains haven't caught up to the front yet. So you get one part of your brain being all yeah, eat that whole plate of cookies so we make it through the winter! Even though the other part knows when winter's over you'll have to put those skinny jeans back on."

Starfire has posed:
Koriand'r nods. "Yeah.... that makes sense." She reaches down and carefully retrieves the Silkie and sets him down, and he does spit up a bit on the grass. "There you go." She sighs happily as she tosses her hot dog wrapper in the air then a green blast of light fires up out of her hand and incinerates it.

Spider-Woman (Drew) has posed:
"Humans, right?" Jessica smiles crookedly, shrugging once more. "Screwed up, but at least we're not boring. Nice trick," she nods toward the blast, walking over to toss her own in the trash now that she's not in danger of intergalactic vomit. "You ever regret it?" she asks as she looks back. "Sticking around out here in the backwaters?"

Starfire has posed:
Koriand'r shakes her head. "No. I'm in hiding." She sighs softly. "But somehow I was found anyway. All I can hope is that Lobo didn't tell my bitch of a sister where I am specifically.... I still have nightmares of that gray-skinned monster."

Spider-Woman (Drew) has posed:
Jessica quirks a brow, piecing things together. Political prisoner, sister, information going back... "Hon, I hate to be the bearer of bad news, but they //always// find out eventually," she says, ruefuly. "Question is what are you willing to do when they come after you? Running only gets you so far for so long. Plus," she adds, "It's a crappy way to live."

Starfire has posed:
Koriand'r nods slowly. "I'm not ready to face her yet," she murmurs, shaking her head. "I... I thought that she wouldn't look for me here." She just slumps, shaking her head. "I... I don't know what to do. I'm not the woman my world needs to rule. I'm broken inside." She just slumps on a bench, shaking her head.

Spider-Woman (Drew) has posed:
"That..." Jessica grimaces, looking away and pushing a hand through her hair. Crap. Feelings. After a moment, she steps over to sit on the other side of the bench, leaning forward with her elbows on her knees. "Look, kid. Truth is, I'm pretty crappy at the pep talk thing. There are definitely better qualified people. But if it makes you feel any better, you are //really// not alone on the broken inside front. Seriously. If being broken inside was a disqualifier for being able to save the day, I'm pretty sure the world would have been destroyed several times over by now. Honestly, if anything, I kind of think being broken inside is more of a prerequisite for saving the world than an impediment to it."

Starfire has posed:
Koriand'r nods slowly. "Yeah... maybe...." She slumps. "But I don't think I can serve as queen of my people..." She slumps. "I'll just have to think about it." She smiles fanitly. "I've been encouraged to lead the resistance, but I'd have to leave all the friends I made here. It's not an easy thing to do."

Spider-Woman (Drew) has posed:
"Also, just in case someone's been misleading you, you realize the entire point of running a resistance is installing new leadership, right?" Jessica leans back, hands going into her pockets. "How do you think Star Wars ended up the way it did? Rebellion's all well and good on the local scale, but if you just take out the galactic leadership, it's not like society stops needing administration, you know? Someone's gotta do it. And usually the people who want to do it are //not// the people who should be doing it."

Tipping her head back, she looks up at the sky with a faint frown. "Kind of depends on how bad things are, I guess. Like, is your sister objectively bad at the queen thing? Or do you just have some ideological differences about fiscal policies? Because I wouldn't leave the people I care about and lead a rebellion over fiscal policies. Personally."

Starfire has posed:
Koriand'r sighs. "She murdered our parents and threw me into the worst prison imaginable... because she was disabled - couldn't absorb sunlight to fly, so she was deemed unfit to be queen so I, the second child, was made crown princess. She consorted with our enemies and... the planet's basically uninhabitable - she rules over our poeple as the most despicable tyrant and..." She shakes her head. "I... If I keep going, I'm going to cry so I'm going to stop now..." She shakes her head. "I'll think about what you said. I should go." She sniffles, clutching the Silkie to her chest, as she starts to hover.

Spider-Woman (Drew) has posed:
Jessica winces. "So that's a no on the fiscal policy thing." Although...Well. Doesn't sound like anyone's completely innocent here. At least not the way Jess imagines it. "Hey."

She sits up straighter again, looking over at Kory with some sympathy. "Whatever you decide? As long as //you're// good with it, as long as you can live with it. Pretty sure it'll be the right choice. Don't let it pull you down."

Starfire has posed:
Koriand'r glances at you, nodding slowly. "Thank you, Jessica. Your words will be food for thought for quite a while." She then floats away, shifting to a full flight, leavnig a trail of fire behind her as she flies.