10789/Musical Tables and Coffee

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Musical Tables and Coffee
Date of Scene: 19 January 2020
Location: Midtown, Manhattan
Synopsis: Nick, Kid, and Mercy run into each other at a cafe
Cast of Characters: Phantasm (Drago), Kid, Mercy Thompson




Phantasm (Drago) has posed:
It is in the latter part of the morning and the first wave of post church food consumers have hit the local eateries. This is also the case for CAFE - the most generic cafe chain there is. Tables are filled inside, leaving just the outdoor seating available for patrons. The space heaters have been rolled out at least, making it reasonably comfortable.

Nick, who is dressed in his Sunday best, is one such patron. There is no knit cap and instead his hair is pulled back, leaving him at the mercy of the space heater's effectiveness and the coffee in his hands as his primary source of warmth.

The musician, seems a bit distracted, eyes seeming more to be disengaged from what's going on around him and more focused on playing back the events of the last night. He sips his drink slowly, a frown upon his face.

Kid has posed:
Comming to CAFE was none other than Kid, in his prefferred Teen Mutant illusion. Of course he certainly was the opposite of best dressed. As usual he had an old shirt with holes that had clearly seen better days, torn jean overalls with oil stains and one broken strap, and even his shoes had the seams of the soles ripped to accomodate his feet. He clearly didn't give a crap about what folks thought.

None the less, he sat at a table by Nick, and looks to the muscian, not recognizing him...but the other way around may be different. He grunts a hello, and seem to just be enjoying the heat.

Mercy Thompson has posed:
Mercy's here too. Truth be told, she's in the midst of a parts run again....as she sighs, lookingoddly casual in jeans and a t-shirt, then her coveraalls. She's got her work boots on, too and hair braided back. Mercy spies Kid and waggles fingers in a wave, sipping cocoa with a sleepy yawn. Apparently, Meercy hasn't slept well tonight any. She sighs, looking over at Kid and his companion.

Sliding over one seat to be closer, she waggles fingers again in a wave.

Phantasm (Drago) has posed:
The cup lowers, setting upond the heavy set iron of the table. A hint of large movement accompanied by the grunt awakinging Nick's sense of sight. A head turns to give a compulsory grunt of acknowledgement in return before he stops, brow lifting as a sense of surprise floods over him.

The visual of Kid eating the brains of the Shark-Dinosaur-Octopus hybrid comes to mind rather quickly. Are you k- Of all the cafes in the city, here?! So soon?!

There's a linger before Nick returns the vocabulary deprived greeting, turning to look back to his coffee.

Kid has posed:
Kid raises his own brow at Nick, and signs "What the hells with the look? You look like you seen a Ghost", the synthetic watch emitting his words for him. Yes he can feel nicks emotions, it not really something he can help...but he also feels just about everyone elses too, leaving him unsure of what was going on.

But at seeing Mercy, he gives a wave and signs "On another part run? Let me guess...that old school motorcycle...the harley right?" he wonders of her.

Mercy Thompson has posed:
Mercy nods to Kid's signing. "I'm not hunting wabbits, either" she whispers and grins. She nods and asks if she can join Kid and his guest, bringing cocoa. She's not got any of those biscuits yet, but she's got her cocoa on her table, watching Kid and Nick. She raises up her cup of cocoa and sips it...enjoying the taste. She nods to Kid, "Yeah that" she adds "Want to drop by and help with it?" she adds with a look over to the table.

Phantasm (Drago) has posed:
Nick glances up as the watch speaks out Kid's words, "Ah. Didn't sleep well, easier to surprise me it seems." He pauses, looking to Kid, "I think we ran into each other awhile ago."

His head turns, looking over to Mercy as a sense of deja-vu hits him. "...By any chance do you work at a garage?"

Kid has posed:
"Yea. It was at Belly Burger or some place. Good food. Was with that other Kid." he signs to Nick, as that where he remember the muscician some. He picks at one of his enlarge canines a moment before answering Mercy "Can't. It one of them...special nights. Yea know?" he asks her. "But I'll be in bright and early tommorow"

He of course doesn't answer for Mercy. For two reasons. One she is perfectly capable of answering for herself. Two - the question was stupid in his view. Where else would one work on a motorcycle! A bathroom!?

Mercy Thompson has posed:
Mercy nods to Kid, "Alright, so you got your things for tomorrow?" she asks, then nods to Nick as well. "Yeah, Kid works there too" she says. Like it's insanely obvious. Mercy's thinking along the same lines. But working on a bike in a bathroom? Reminds her of the story that somebody did that, dumped gasoline in the toilet, sat down to do their business and had a smoke. Last good decision they did...

Mercy peers at a menu and orders breakfast sandwiches.Because come on. Why not? She orders and looks from Kid to Nick. "You two want anything?" she asks with a raised eyebrow. Okay, her gorilla assistant's got tricks up his sleeve apparently.

Phantasm (Drago) has posed:
Nick gives a nod as Kid recalls the restaurant, "Yeah... Sounds about right." He glances between the two before turning back to his coffee, uncertain to why Mercy is asking him as he's still at a separate table.

It seems everyone needs coffee.

Kid has posed:
Kid grunts and signs "Alright. Imma head out. Mercy, try not to tear out the tiny man's throat. He seems to be out of it." he didn't get Nick "Also...DO NOT eat my mango slushy. So help me if it not there Mercy" he gives her a death glare, as he was always defensive of his mangos. And with that he is out

Mercy Thompson has posed:
Mercy shrugs. "Hey hey, I'm not touching that. The coyote on the other hand...can't vouch for it. You wouldn't heart a caninie would ya?" Mercy adsks before Kid leaves. She then looks to Nick, "Mind if I join your table?" she asks, "And no. Not gonna rip out your throat" Mercy adds quickly, staring at her cocoa for a moment or five. She's fine either way, she can still talk from her seat, really.

Phantasm (Drago) has posed:
Nick looks back up over to Mercy, brow raising, "Uh no." The musican replies, gesturing to the empty seat, "Go ahead."

Well, might as well free up the other table for someone else. He blinks, looking to Mercy. "So, that was your coyote at the bake sale?"

Mercy Thompson has posed:
Mercy takes the seat Kid was in. "I don't get why he was so upset about his mango slushie. I got a coyote. Coyotes get into trouble like that" Mercy sighs. "Hey wait. Weren't you at a bake sale I did? Bake sale, tools? Rubbber ones?" she asks. Not saying sorry for the pranks, either. She sighs. "I went inside. My coyote ran off. I got her back thankfully andd got a name tag on her now though" Mercy says and sips her cocoa.

Phantasm (Drago) has posed:
"I didn't buy the tools." Nick replies, "But I did get the brownies." He pauses, "Huh, I didn't even know Coyotes were legal to own in New York. I'm guessing a mix?"

Mercy Thompson has posed:
Mercy shrugs, "Shhh, not so loud. Yeah it's a mix, bit of German Shepherd, bit of coyote, Mostly ninety percent coyote" she offers with a nod. "Oh yeahh, I remember you and that other guuy and the homeless shelter. I keep meaning to invite the homeless people to come help out a the garage, hot meal, get paid for working on cars" Mercy offers, lookng dead serious. She seat hops again to Nick's table, opposite him now.

Phantasm (Drago) has posed:
"His name's Lucius." Nick supplies, watching as Mercy moves over to his table, "Even if it's later than intended, I'm sure he'd appreciate any effort to help out."

He lifts up his coffee, "Name's Nick. And yours?"

Mercy Thompson has posed:
"Mercedes. Or Mercy, whichever you prefer" she says with her usual introduction. Looking over the table, Mercy nods. "Yeah I gotta track him down and ask him if he wants any help like that. Not really fair of me to go charging in, right?" she adds, sipping her cocoa as her breakfast sandwich arrives, and she peeks at it for a moment, "You been okay since the bake sale?" she asks curiously.

Phantasm (Drago) has posed:
"I remember the bake sale but not the particualr time of it." Nick admits, shaking his head, "So... what, November? December maybe?"

He sips the coffee, considering stuff that's happened since then. Bad things, Ok things, some funny things. There's a lot of stuff to sort through.

"I guess about average." He guesses, lowering the cup, "You know, some good. Some bad. Evens out."

Mercy Thompson has posed:
"Yep bout that time, my dog got out and ran off. Had a hell of a time to get her back like I said" Mercy offers, biting carefully into the breakfast sandwich with a shrug, then looks over to Nick again, ordering more cocoa Mercy settles back relaxing with a smile. "Points for the neat categorizing however"

Phantasm (Drago) has posed:
Nick gives a small smile, "Life's a balance, right? Get a lot of good, you're going to get a lot of bad and vice versa."

Nick continues on with his breakfast of coffee glance becoming momentarily distant again before focusing once more on Mercy, "So your pup is okay now?"

Mercy Thompson has posed:
"Right, I think of life as a teeter totter, basically what you said. Yeah my pup's okay now. Had to help her escape Animal Control" Mercy shrugs. No big deal, just help a coyote run from the nasty folk with catchpoles and nets, why don't ya?

Phantasm (Drago) has posed:
"Ok good. Keep an eye on that one. She seems full of mi-" He pauses, correcting himself, "Full of life."

Mercy Thompson has posed:
Mercy raises an eyebrow. "Full of what now. What were you gonna say?" she asks and grabs cutlery to munch on her breakfast sandwich with. She looks puzzled for a moment, watching Nick quietly. "Gotta find that balance, huh?" she asks with a laugh, glancing from Nick to her sandwich then back to Nick again.

Phantasm (Drago) has posed:
"Mischief." Nick answers, lifting up his cup, "Puppies are full of it." He glances aside, not looking directly to Mercy as she starts eating and instead sips his coffee quietly. Despite the intake of caffeine, the musician's tired look remains, thoughts drifting off again.

Mercy Thompson has posed:
Mercy looks to Nick and shrugs, "Don't I know it" she asks shaking her head as she settles back in her chair checking her phone with a nod. "I need to head back to work though, but....drop by my garage, it's in West Harlem if you want. I baked cookies"

Sure, Mercy. Another impromptu bake sale, sure, why not? And with that, Mercy's up and out of the chair, heading for the street and home.

Mercy Thompson has posed:
Mercy looks to Nick and shrugs, "Don't I know it" she asks shaking her head as she settles back in her chair checking her phone with a nod. "I need to head back to work though, but....drop by my garage, it's in West Harlem if you want. I baked cookies"

Sure, Mercy. Another impromptu bake sale, sure, why not? And with that, Mercy's up and out of the chair, heading for the street and home....after paying for their tabs. Hers. Nick's. And yes, Kid's. Though his is more mango centric.

Phantasm (Drago) has posed:
"Cookies?" Nick blinks, looking over to Mercy's seat only to find it empty save for the money to cover her food. He turns his head, watching as she heads off. Maybe there is a reason to head to the garage again.