10835/Afternoon Coffee

Afternoon Coffee
Date of Scene:	22 January 2020
Location:	The Coffee Bean - Manhattan
Synopsis:	Summary needed
Cast of Characters:	Karrin Murphy, Sabretooth, Ivory, Kid

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Karrin Murphy has posed:
It's afternoon in the Big Apple,and in the Coffee Bean, there's a bit of law and order. NYPD SPECTRE to be exact. Karrin's in uniform and sat at a table, enjoying her, admittedly stereotypical, coffee. There's truth in the idea cops love coffee, Karrin does. Simple, really. She's got a muffin in front of her too, chocolate chip for that matter.

Karrin's just minding her own business and relaxing, she's come here on a break, mostly since she was, key word, was, on her way to going stir crazy from nothing much going on. Lack of supernatural crimes going on, really. So she's here, short, fierce, not afraid to open her mouth and say what she thinks....and getting coffee.

Sabretooth has posed:
    The door opens and a rush of the cold January air blasts in for a moment before the large form of Victor Creed steps in and closes the door. He ducks slightly as he enters. He is dressed for the cold in a long leather jacket, boots, and gloves. His long hair is pulled back loosly with a watch cap on his head. The warmth and the smell of the coffee shop hit him immediately causing him to pause after the door is shut. He glances up at the wall where a clock is hanging and snorts to himself. He makes his way towards the counter to get a coffee.

Ivory has posed:
Ivory yawns a little as she strolls into the coffee bean, lifting a finger to the barrista to indicate that they (she?) wants to order something, the eyes only halfway open. As they make it to the counter, their eyes glance over the offers, a finger pointing on some cookies. "Two of those... and a tall white chocolate moccha with extra cream foam, pretty please?"

Karrin Murphy has posed:
Karrin's moving seats as cold January air's a thing, and she shakes her head. SPECTRE in NYC? Okay, that's totally her thing. She fought and scrapped for it to be a thing. And she's going to totally enjoy it. She sends Harry a quick text letting him know she's okay, then looks to Ivory at the counter, and sympathizes. Karrin's done the half asleep thing before. She glances around with a nod to erself, chewing on the muffin with both hands and staring at it.

Sabretooth has posed:
    Victor orders a large black coffee, giving the barista a look when asked about all the frills that could customize the coffee. He takes the dark, bitter drink and moves to find a seat near the window. He settles down putting his large boots on the chair opposite him. He regards some of the other patrons in the coffee shop for a few moments. His nose flares slightly as he watches, but then turns back to the window, lifting the coffee to his mouth.

Ivory has posed:
Ivory stands at the counter, just having ordered their coffee. A moment their eyes dart over to Victor, as he puts his feet on a chair opposite of him, then to Karrin eating her muffin at another table. "Eh, add a one bagle with pastrami and cream chease please... and... uh... rest's for you." she notes as she hands a twenty and a ten to the barista. She carries with her the smell of someone living with a cat. Or rather at least the presence of cat fur, not the presence of having to deal with the cat's excrements. And a rather neutral shampoo to keep

Kid has posed:
And soon enough another patron joins the strange ensemble of people. Walkin in was a very large teen, who was very obviousely a mutant. He even had to duck himself to get in as he licks one of his massive canines. He wore a shirt with more holes than a bullet range target, and his jeans were no better. His shoes had ripped seams...but despite not being dressed for the cold, he seemed fine. The only thing on him that seemed worth while was his unsual looking watch.

After the rest of the line orders, he begins to sign. "Yea...just stick something in a cup, and give me a box of donuts. Don't care what. And bacon. A bucket of bacon." and a synthetic male voice would emit from his watch, negating the need for pen and paper or negiator. Once that done...he just takes a seat at the nearest table to look at the patrons. Eyeing with disdain Karrin, but apathy towards Victor and Ivory.

Karrin Murphy has posed:
Karrin sets down her muffin and sips her coffee. It's a little better than NYPD standards, because she cheaped out on it. Something's nagging about the guy in the coat, though and she's paying attention. Looking over the shop, Karrin sighs to herself and shakes her head. Typical. Just her here. SPECTRE's at their desks. Instead, she looks from Ivory to Kid to Victor and really, really studies him. Something's bugging her. He looks like that guy in the wanted poster. She's wishing right now her radio had a silent alarm on it. Or the store would use their one...because wanted people in the big apple? Ya, that's kind of a bit worrying...as she slides out of her seat and draws herself up to her...not that impressive five feet.

Sabretooth has posed:
    Victor looks away from the window as he catches the scent of Kid. His amber eyes narrow slightly as he sniffs at the air. "That one's a bit different," he mumbles more to himself than to anyone in particular. Still, who is he to say anything about different. He takes another sip from his coffee and resumes looking out the coffee shop's window as if watching the street. He had noticed the police officer, but really didn't think the local cops would bother him much so went about his own business.

Ivory has posed:
Ivory yawns again as she gathers her orders, then looks around for a free spot to sit down, resorting to the one next to Mr. Creed. It was free after all. A few moments she sorted the food on the side, then the coffee cup, sitting down with just another yawn. Hmmm...

Kid has posed:
Kid hair...fur? Stands on end, he can sense something was about to go down. But for now he ignored it. Instead he took his box of donuts and...whatever drink he was poured and pays for it. No bucket of bacon saddly. But he just goes with it after paying. He takes out a donut and munches....but his muscles were tensing already.

Karrin Murphy has posed:
Karrin's not in the mood for a big fight here with civilians. SWAT's not within five seconds of busting in. Karrin's not armed enough for this either. So, she's leaving well alone. If anyone else tips the SPECTRE people off, well...is Victor /reallyy a supernatural cop's problem? She's thinking not right now. Instead she settles back at her seat, with a sympathetic nod to Ivory. "Rough night?" she asks with a smile. She's not going to bother Victor unless he does something worth it. Or she's told to. She's...on break. Because that's not worth getting into a possibly lethal fight over, really. A dead Karrin would mean a certain wizard P.I. would get angry. As much as bits of the Big Apple need knocking over...that's not the way to do it. Mr. Dresden doesn't listen to paperwork or zoning laws when Karrin's safety's concerned, right?

Sabretooth has posed:
    Victor hears Karrin returning to her seat and turns his head to look at her. He reaches up with his hand to pull the watch cap off his head as it is getting warm in the coffee shop. He pulls the gloves off as well before ruffing up his hair. There is a rumbling growl like noise in his chest as he looks now over to the clock on the wall. One finger taps at the table where he sits knocking slight slivers of wood onto the floor from the scratch. "Help you with something, Officer?" he rumbles even as his attention seems to have settled back onto his coffee and the window.

Ivory has posed:
    Ivory blinks as she looks up to Karrin, wiping her eyes with the back of her hand. "No, I just got up way too early..." she tells with an unhidden yawn, reaching for their coffee cup to take a swig of it. "Something wrong Officer?"

Kid has posed:
Kid deeps a deep breath through hise nose, very much like the beast he hides. He signs "She working as an Officer. Of course something wrong. Probably needs a job with less stress and paranoia" comes the synthetic voice. His semi-attempt to keep the peace. "Bet you 10 bucks she sees a Killer around every corner" plus a little jab for fun and to still lighten the mood. Sure he didn't like cops for his own reason. But he disliked the sensations of pain from a fight even more.

Karrin Murphy has posed:
Karrin shakes her head. "No nothing's wrong" she points out looking unimpressed by Kid's jab. "If I didn't, you wouldn't be as safe" Karrin points out with a look from Kid to Victor then finally to Ivory. "You're up too early in the afternoon?" she asks and sighs. She knows that one, but, but....she's also looking from Kid to Victor more. She's settled into her chair eating her muffin, not wanting a huge fight. Because that'd be bad.

Karrin just wants to have her muffin, go back to work, and let somebody else handle this.

Sabretooth has posed:
    Victor smiles and nods his head to Karrin. His sharp teeth catch the light of the shop for a moment. Looks like he was right about the uniformed cop. Good. He looks over at Ivory and then to Kid with a pause before going back to his coffee and the window. Suddenly, he drops his feet back to the floor, and the massive man looks to stand up. His eyes are focused outside as if he has spotted someone.

Ivory has posed:
Ivory says, "I have a cat schedule... usually." Ivory remarks to Karrin, eyebrows furrowing. "But I don't know why I tell you this. I'm not under arrest or something." Morning mood isn't something gentle for a hangry Ivory. She looks over to Victor, shrugging a moment as he drops his feet down and is about to stand, sighing and shaking her head afterwards."

Kid has posed:
Kid lets out a snort "Now thats a laugh" he signs "Never got no protection from a copper. Cept maybe Orion. But only maybe." he clearly didn't think much of her providing him any safety. He more often than not been on the reiciving end of keeping them safe. Still he noticed Victor stance. He took a drink of his...oh its expressor as he wondered what was up with the other not so shrimpy shrimp.

Karrin Murphy has posed:
Glancing to Victorr, Karrin shakes her head then looks to Ivory. "You're not spitting and hissing and yowling though" she snarks, looking to Kid wih a shrug, before she settles back in, relaxing with a worried look, then to the window, as if owndering what Victor's seen outside. Or, who.

Sabretooth has posed:
    Victor flexes his hands as he watches someone approach. There is a slight lengthing of the claws on his fingers making them more apparent now as he stands there. He growls slightly in his chest as he moves slowly towards the door. He seems to have forgotten everything in the store as he watches someone getting closer.

Ivory has posed:
Ivory growls a little at Karrin, shaking her head before staring back to her coffee. "Mind your own," she growls, turning to Victor as he pretty much growls similarily, but in a different tune. She stops, watching him leave.