10954/Teen Burger Night

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Teen Burger Night
Date of Scene: 02 February 2020
Location: Burger Joint - Salem Center
Synopsis: X-Students meet a Power Pack member and giant burgers are tackled.
Cast of Characters: Zero-G, Nightingale, Dragonfly (Armenteros), Samuel Morgan, Firefly (Barrows), Pixie




Zero-G has posed:
There's a light dusting of snow outside, easily cleared off the roads to make them passable, but most people are indoors. However, having recently returned to Earth, Alex was so feeling the urge for a burger. Because 31st Century burgers just aren't as great. Having already placed his order, he's over in the corner where an old arcade machine is set up and he's button mashing like whoa. "Come on, come on, I got you... hyperspace!" he says excitedly as he presses the button to warp his little 'Defender' ship...

...right into an alien swarm. And out bombs, he's quickly overwhelmed. "Drats!"

He's dressed in a jersey style shirt over a long john style colored shirt, with blue jeans and a pair of tennis shoes on as he puts in his initals as 3rd place and moves to sit at a table to wait for his food.

Nightingale has posed:
     Jello. It was the bane of medical centers everywhere. And right now, Shannon wanted -real- food. By real, one can read 'greasy food that neither my friends nor I have to cook' here. So there was just one solution to be had.

     Burgers.

     Yes, that's right. A greasy, juicy slab of ground beef on a bun. But this time, not any old burger would do. Oh, no. Such delights were best shared, so what's a girl to do?

     Why, order a Giant Burger to share with friends, of course!

     She's dressed in her favorite blue jeans, cream tunic sweater, and caramel suede boots, with her goofy red and white 'Where's Waldo' hat holding her little blue braid in check, on the left side of her face. With a grin at Gwendolyn, she actually... cackles? "Hope you're hungry. I've heard these things are -massive-!"

Dragonfly (Armenteros) has posed:
     With Shannon finally out of the infirmary, it was Gwendolyn's goal to get her to do something that was not in the infirmary first and something social second. While she isn't the biggest social butterfly, Gwendolyn knows when to get people outside of the four walls that they were confined to over the past few days, so when the suggestion of burgers was made, there really wasn't a tough decision to be had. She had called the Uber while the conversation was going and the pair of them were on their way within the hour, after telling people where they were going, just in case people wanted to be fashionably late.

     Forgoing the imager since this was in Salem, Gwendolyn's mutation - antenna on her head and insect-like plates and spines on her arms - were visible, although the wings were folded away and her visor was covering her eyes like a pair of high-tech sunglasses. "I checked. No jello anywhere on the menu here." she says cheerfully, holding open the door to allow the winged woman priority entrance. "Garcon!" Gwendolyn says cheerfully. "Your finest booth!"

Zero-G has posed:
The cashier at the counter chuckles. "You got your choice tonight, and they all offer excellent views!" he calls back out to Gwendolyn. Then he calls out. "Order for Power! One double double, onion rings and neopolitian shake!"

Standing up from his table for two where he was the only one sitting, the blonde makes his way up to the counter. "That's me." he offers, taking out his reciept to show it to the cashier, before accepting his tray. Lifting it up, Alex turns, and when he spies the pair, he stumbles for a moment, dropping his tray before he acks, and the tray and food stops in mid-air, surrounded by a field of white with black dots as it rises back up to him. "Oops." he says, aheming to himself slightly.

Nightingale has posed:
     "Why, merci, madamoiselle Gwen!" Shannon keeps her wings neatly tucked in behind her as she slips through the door, not at all keen on anything happening to them again! As soon as she's through the door, however, she stretches them out a bit, flexing them slowly as if perhaps working out some cramps in the muscles. Or just enjoying the feel of being more mobile. "Sure hope Bean got that text, 'cause I think it's going to take all three of us to eat one of those Giant burgers!"

     And then... the tray drops. Her eyebrows loft as things just seem to hover mid-air. "Nice catch!" she calls out, her lips quirking upwards in a smile. "You okay?"

Samuel Morgan has posed:
    Did Bean get the text? The answer to such as question would necessarily have to be along the lines of pointing out the particular certainty of which branch of the faith the Bishop of Rome follows, or the arboreal sanitary arrangements of the predators of the genus Ursus. In short, Bean got the text. Bear, on the other hand, had insisted on playing in the park a bit longer before going back on the job, and now trots in ahead of the teenaged mutant surely future hero (of the non-turtle variety). Trots in wearing his bright yellow high-vis jacket, making way for his human-looking handler.

    Today, in fashion that never goes out of style, Bean is rocking a jacket over his plain grey hoodie, and even has deigned to wear a non-descript black cap with no team affiliation unless 'The Snow Dusters' are a team somewhere. It doesn't take him long to spot Shannon and Gwen, walking over with his usual confident gait, preceded by the ever faithful German Shepherd.

Dragonfly (Armenteros) has posed:

     "So what, exactly, are we eating here? I mean, I've had burgers before - even big ones, but the way you described this place was like a bizarre food challenge that seems solely designed to make clothes not fit.". Gwendolyn may protest weakly, but she came along willingly, so it seems she's capable of putting in the time to make this worthwhile and give Shannon an idea of how a Cajun girl can eat!

     The door is closed behind and Gwen gives a once-over to the place, waving at the sight of Bean and his faithful companion. "Hey." She tugs at Shannon's wing with gentle fingertips to get her attention. "Burger finishing crew has arrived." and with that arrival,she claims the largest booth in the corner, making sure there is room for all. "Cool.". she calls from her spot, scanning the menu and getting about halfway down before she feels her waistline expand just from reading it. "That a telekinetic ability you have there?".

     This is a big change from when Everyone first met Gwendolyn. she's more comfortable with being a mutant, and points out things when in a safe place, like a burger joint in the middle of a fairly mutant-friendly town.

Zero-G has posed:
Busted. Alex adjusts the tray slightly once he catches it, and the young blonde looks down at his meal. Only one onion ring spilt! Then of course, there's the girl calling out to him, and his cheeks warm with heat. "Not really telekentic. I don't think." he shrugs his shoulders, unsure for the moment to approach the table with the two ladies or return to his own seat.

"Gravity manipulation. I mean. Kind of the same thing?" he suggests. "In the quantum physics type way."

Nightingale has posed:
     Shannon waves over to Bean, grinning. "Hey! Glad you could make it!" As tempting as it might be, she does not give the German Shepherd any scritches--not with that yellow vest on in public. Her eyebrows go up, and she peers at his hat. "What's 'The Snow Dusters'...?"

     Gwen's question is given a very simple answer, as the winged girl gestures towards the menu. "The burger to end all burgers. The Giant Burger. Every place seems to have its own food challenge, and this is the one for here!"

     Alex gets a little bit of a smile, and she steps over to help him with his tray. "C'mon, there's some room over here to set that down and sort things out, if you want to join us? I'm Shannon, by the way. The girl with the really awesome glasses is Gwen, and this is Bean, with his canine companion, Bear."

Samuel Morgan has posed:
    A burger needed slaying, a burger is going to be slain. The mighty have been called to battle, and today they shall feast until they can feast no more. Except, of course, Bean is well known for his appetite when on some kind of training schedule, which is all the time he does not spend in the medical bay. How the gym equipment has suffered lately...

    "You raise an interesting point." he nods to Alex as he sits down, on the outside portion of the booth so he can keep Bear sitting next to him. "Can telekinesis be described as manipulation on the atomic level of the object being manipulated, or is a local field altering reality to effect the change upon it? At what point does one become indistinguishable from the other? Studied much quantum physics? I'd love to hear your take on it."

    The cap gets a tap, and the snow dust falls off, leaving it bare. Someone was doing something strictly non-essential there... a sense of humor might be rubbing off on the teutonic mule. "Technically I'm Sam, but everyone calls me Bean, so why protest at this point?"

Dragonfly (Armenteros) has posed:
"I'm going to hate myself in the morning for trying this, aren't I?" Gwendolyn asks, eyeing the warnings printed on the little laminated signs on the table that she chose. Sure, free if you eat it all in an hour - that's not going to happen because dammit, she's going to be a little ladylike when it comes to that sort of thing - but if it's cooked well, she'll certainly give it a shot. Bear, as he approaches, gets a little wiggle of her fingers. It's good that she chose a booth in the corner - plenty of room for Bear to get out of the way.

     Gwendolyn rolls her eyes - at least, t hat's the head movement she gives, her eyes hidden by the goggles, at Bean's questioning of Alex's powers. "Can we not delve into the mysteries of the universe right now, Bean? We've got a burger to deal with. Oh, and a strawberry shake if they have them?"

Zero-G has posed:
A heartbeat of thought, and the blonde moves to join them at the table. "I sort of brought my own?" he asks, gesturing to his own meal sas he moves to sit where allowed. After settling down, he chuckles. "Just a little, when Lar and Braniac get to arguing on it." There's a brief roll of his eyes at that, as he sets the meal out to move the tray to the side.

Though everyone else is offering introductions, he figures he should as well. "Alex. Alex Power." That may ring some bells for some of those that know of the adventures of a very young Power Pack. At least he's grown up a little since then?

Nightingale has posed:
     Unfortunately, Shannon is not one of those that has heard of the Power Pack. She slides into the booth, scooting over to make some room. "Nice to meet you, Alex." The other two names get a bit of a raised eyebrow from the winged girl, however. "Ummm... Lar? Brainiac? Those are pretty unusual names." The question as to their identity remains hanging in the air between them, though she doesn't ask outright.

     Glancing over at Bean, she chuckles lightly. "Well, everyone keeps getting you mixed up with Sam Guthrie, so yeah, Bean just -works-. Saves us a lot of headaches in the end." She grins at Gwen, letting the two gentlemen present discuss quantum physics and how they pertain to superhuman abilities. "I'm not understanding a word those two are saying, are you?"

Samuel Morgan has posed:
    The name is, it turns out, familiar. Bean remembers it, remembers the team affiliation, and their place on the 'local enforcement threat' list. The whole takes about a second or two of combing his memory, although it doesn't affect his smile or general expression. "No discussing the mysteries of the universe, high energy /or/ particle physics, or anything more complex than high school geography, understood." He adds a wink to Gwendolyn. Who is this creature and what have they done to the real Bean?

    "Can I at least tell people why cartoon bombs are shaped like that?" He points out what might be called the motif of the decor. After all, he loves a good anecdote.

Dragonfly (Armenteros) has posed:
     Gwen shakes her head. "Not in the slightest. I just let them talk about whatever it is they talk about and then, if it matters to me in the slightest, I'll chime in." Gwen, too, is unfamiliar with the Power Pack, but Alex seems friendly enough, so he fits into the world as well as can be expected. "It's also your fault for being named Samuel, Bean. At least we don't have a cat called Bean, then we'd have to refer to you as Human Bean all the time, since the cat had the name first." Yeah, GWendolyn's babbling a little. Why, she has no clue.

     "So...this massive burger. Do we just wait and then they bring it to us after we sign the releases and warnings, or do we hit a red button beneath one of these bombs to set it off?"

Zero-G has posed:
"I have some weird friends." Alex admits with a chuckle. "And that's their names." There's others, but he's not going into that at the moment. "So do you go to school around here?" he asks curiously, before his attention is taken with talk of bombs and burgers and he glances at his own food. And then he's pushing his onion rings to the middle of the table to offer to share with the others.

Because as much as he'd love to bring up smartship 'Friday' and all of that, he's learned not to you know, share all of his secrets in one night. Taking the paper off the straw, he moves to put the straw in his shake to take a drink.

Nightingale has posed:
     Oh, yes. Sooner or later, someone was bound to ask the question about school. With her wings, Shannon couldn't exactly say just -where- she attended. So how best to answer that sticky question? With a truthful, yet evasive answer. "I was mostly homeschooled," she replies, reaching for one of the onion rings. She twirls it around on her finger for a moment before chomping down. Who says you shouldn't play with your food?

     To Gwen, she shrugs. "I don't know if they have waivers and releases for this one. And who gets to place the order?" Bean gets a nudge, and she chuckles. "That quantum physics talk actually made a weird kind of sense. Sort of. Kind of. Okay, maybe not much but it's still fun to listen to."

Samuel Morgan has posed:
    Who gets to place the order? Egads, certainly not Bean. He actually still hasn't passed that test, which is coming up soon alongside the 'riding the subway without collateral damage' test. Sure, he's had some burgers, sometimes even by himself, but always supervised in some way. 'Ordering' is a subject still very much on his to-do list. "Hey, I'm only here to provide the digestive support." is his public reason, with the usual fixed smile.

    "Quantum physics is a pretty amazing topic. The more you study it, the more you realise that some of the earliest physicists were literally making it up as they were going along, and somehow managed to be right at the same time. Except for Heissenberg, who had a built-in defense against scrutiny. Possibly. Can't be certain on that one. Literally." A bit of a joke for the other table guest? Possibly.

    "I got most of my education in a very selective private school. Now I go to... well, a very selective private boarding school." And he hangs around with mutants without the blink of an eye.

Dragonfly (Armenteros) has posed:
     They all do, really, and it's not something that's spoken aloud outside the walls of those hallowed halls, but they all share the same conspiritorial grin from time to time. "Okay then, if Bean's not going to order, I guess that leaves it up to me." She does snag one of Alex's onion rings from the middle, giving him a small salute of thanks before slipping out of her seat in the booth - having to pass over Shannon to do so - and heads to the counter.

     From the table, you can't exactly see what she's ordering, but the gestures towards the sign advertising 'The Big One' and pointing to the table where the other two....er, three are sitting? That gets the woman behind the counter nodding and, as Gwendolyn walks away, she stops and points to the shakes. One please. It's paid for, too, with her little bit of allowance saved up and, when she returns, she gives everyone a look and a grin. "So, we eat it all, it's free and we get the cost of the burger back, PLUS t-shirts. Can your gravity make some more room in your stomach for this, Alex?" Gwendolyn teases a little, not having to introduce herself since Shannon already did so.

Zero-G has posed:
Alex was just about to place the order when Gwendolyn did so. "I was more asking if you all went to school together. But that's cool. I took my GED to get early graduation. It was so I could do some things on the side and all..." he trails for for a moment and takes an onion ring after Shannon, giving her a smile. "Now now, Bean. We keep saying we can't talk about physics and then come back to it.' he teases Bean, before he lifts his blonde brow.

"So why does a bomb look like that anyway?" he decides to ask. It may be some information he can use to finally beat Braniac in Trivial Pursuit some night!

Nightingale has posed:
Shannon simply glances between Bean and Gwen with one of those 'Let's talk later' looks, even as she becomes a speedbump to Gwen en route to the mastery of a gastronomical challenge. "Oooo, t-shirts? If you need yours altered later, let me know." Adjusting clothes to better fit those with wings? Yeah, she's got dis. She smiles a bit to Alex, reaching for another onion ring, nibbling on this one slowly "So what kind of things on the side do you mean, Alex?"

Samuel Morgan has posed:
    "Thanks, Gwen!" Bean calls after her when she goes to put in the order, finally helping himself to an onion ring. That at least occupies his mouth until Gwendolyn is back... well, that and taking the leash off of Bear, a sure signal to the Shepherd that they're going to be here a while and he's free to lay down and rest. Of course most of the time he carries his own leash anyway, but symbology is still important. Laws possibly not as much.

    "Well, these days when we think of bombs, we think of..." and here he has to /very/ quickly veer away his train of thought, lest he gives away some things that should not be discussed in public "... sticks of dynamite with some kind of timer attached, right? Well, originally a bomb was actually shaped like what it looks like in those pictures. A hollow metal ball, with a spout to fill it up, that gets filled with black powder. Then you'd ram a cork or a shaped bit of wood in the spout, stick a fuse through it, and light the fuse. They usually got used as part of an artillery train, cannons and howitzers mostly. You would take a pre-filled ball, load the cannon, light the fuse on the bomb, and then fire it at the enemy. Cutting that fuse so the bomb would explode at just the right time was almost an art. When fired from a field gun, they're usually referred to as shells rather than bombs, with the solid rounds known as shot. They were surprisingly underwhelming. Or, at least, most of the enemies being shot at preferred to be shot at with shell, which was less likely to kill. So, in short, they look like that so you could fire them out of a cannon."

    Of course Bean would know that.

Zero-G has posed:
As he listens to the story, Alex considers and then chuckles. "Well, that is something I didn't know." he says with a thoughtful look, before he sighs. "They'll probably be able to guess that though." Reaching for another onion ring at the same time as Shannon, their fingers bump for a moment, and he draws back with a laugh. "Sorry! Ladies first." he says with a grin, before taking one after she does.

Though there comes the question of other stuff. "You know, things that involve that gravity manipulation thing you saw earlier." he finally decides as he chews on the onion ring. He's trying to feel out a trust level, but he just met everyone.

Nightingale has posed:
     It doesn't take much for Shannon to figure out just what Alex was implying, offering a nod of understanding and a knowing look. Her cheeks go a tiny bit rosy as they reach for an onion ring at the same time, grinning a bit sheepishly. "Merci. Even though you're being kind enough to share these with us."

     Bean's story is listened to with rapt attention, her brow arching, and she smiles lightly at him. "Wow. Almost an art? Doesn't sound like 'almost' to get those things to explode at just the right time...." Her voice trails off and she shivers a little bit, her jovial expression fading for a moment. Her wings begin to furl themselves around her like a feathery cocoon, and she just goes very, very quiet.

     But, at least the burger was arriving at the table! And the thing was -massive-. By itself, the burger patty looked as if it weighed around 10 lbs, and was skewered to hold it together. On the top was a large dill pickle, and--just as if it was a cherry on top of a savory sundae--a normal size burger. And let's not even get into the mess of fries and onion rings that surrounded the burger behemoth! One could almost hear the table groan as the server set it down with a grin and a wink. "You kids enjoy! Good luck!"

Samuel Morgan has posed:
    That reaction. That was why Bean didn't want to go into too much detail about modern explosives. But at least he gets to see it before exposing Shannon to the simulation he'd been working on. Mental notes made. And even as these mental notes are being recorded, Bear stirs from where he lays, worms his way under the table and lays his head in Shannon's lap, looking at her with those big, concerned eyes.

    And then, of course, the burger arrives. It is, truly, massive. A behemoth. Attended to by its lesser brethren and sistren, surrounded on all sides by still more food. The teen looks at it, raises his left eyebrow just a fraction. "Is that one portion or just the appetizer?" Bold words indeed. It looks like cutlery is almost mandatory to tackle the beast. "Alex, you want the superposition extra?"

Zero-G has posed:
When the behemoth arrives, Alex's eyes widen. "If this were a supervillian, we'd be in some trouble here." he says with a smirk as he gestures to Bean. "No, by all means, your friend paid for it, I'll let you go first." he offers politely. Though when he catches Shannon's blush, his own erupts on his fair features as he swallows hard and covers that up with a sip from his shake.

"But, the battle will be joined or something, and we'll conquer this burger yet!" he decides to offer up enthusiastically. Then adds, "I should have brought my little brother, Jack, with me. He'd probably eat the whole thing by himself."

Nightingale has posed:
     It takes Shannon a moment to realize that Bear's head is in her lap, right through the barrier of feathers surrounding her. It forces her to unfurl her wings, reach down, and gently scritch that wonderful doggo right between the ears. "Hey," she almost whispers. "I'm okay, Bear. Shhhh... it's all good, buddy." One hand remains on the dog's head, and the other reaches for some of those fries that surround the behemoth burger like some odd, spiky golden cloud. "Guess that depends on the supervillain," she remarks. "But yeeeeeah, this would be a doozy!"

Samuel Morgan has posed:
    "Where would this fall on the super-villain scale?" Bean asks, innocently, as he frees the top burger... and since he doesn't want to handle what is essentially a giant spike, he does so by breaking the burger in half and dislodging it that way. More than one way to un-skewer a burger, hah.

    Bear does not take things like this for granted. It's impossible to deceive the canine specifically trained to detect signs of shock and flashbacks. The head is joined by a paw, and the general motion appears to indicate that pretty soon Shannon is going to have a very friendly German Shepherd in her lap.

Zero-G has posed:
"Probably less than Galctus, better than Stilt-Man?" Alex suggests. "I mean. Power of stilts? I guess if you want to be a high rise peeping Tom." When some of the burger is offered to him, he lifts it up with his twisting of gravity and floats it over to him to start in on. Though with the attention on Shannon and her wings, which he takes notice of, there's some confusion that touches his features. "If I have made you uncomfortable, I apologize?"

Nightingale has posed:
     Very slowly, Shannon's wings continue to unfurl, her hands otherwise occupied with paying attention to Bear, leaving her unable to take part in the burger challenge for the moment. She begins to relax a little, forcing herself to take several slow, deep breaths, to calm her racing heart. Her color begins to return to normal as her focus shifts to the present. "Huh..? Noooo, no you didn't, Alex. Just... had a reeeeally bad day a few days ago, got busted up but good. That talk of explosives kind of freaked me out for a minute. It wasn't you."

Samuel Morgan has posed:
    "Interesting scale." Now there's a different smile on Bean's face. He now knows more about Alex than he perhaps wanted to share, or maybe he's just amused there really is a villain out there known as stilt man. "Power of stilts is a bit pointless unless it also comes with the power of perfect balance." Chomp. The smaller burger is starting to meet its demise.

    With Shannon's heart rate and blood pressure returning to normal, Bear stays where he is. That does mean that there's a very large dog head in Shannon's lap, with a pair of very concerned doggy eyes constantly looking up at her. The Shepherd's tail wags under the table, brushing against Alex' shoes.

    "Yeah, sorry, that was my fault. I should have known better. Guess I'm a bit immune to it, my private school was a bit martial in nature." Ah, military school then?

Zero-G has posed:
Hiding things isn't exactly Alex's strong suit. Then again, he's with mutants, so he's taken some liberties with assumptions - which are confirmed with Shannon's words and he lifts his gaze to her in concern. "You're alright now though? Your wings are very pretty." he admits as he works on eating the part of the burger he was offered. And then he glances down when he feels something on his ankles and he laughs. "I think your dog is happy to have done his job. He's a very good boy." he offers in praise as he gives a shrug of his shoulders.

"I mean. I had some adventures when I was younger." he finally relents as he looks at his hands. "I'm not a mutant." he finally admits, perhaps worried now that he's said that they will ask him to leave the table as he takes a bite. "But it is a long story."

Firefly (Barrows) has posed:
    Josiah had spent most of the day putting up fliers for the revival service he is a part of. Having a bit of money, he decides to enter the burger joint. He see's shannon and he approaches the group. "Why you do get around Chere." He says with a smile, his louisanna accent showing before he clears his throat and decides to sound more like a normal person.

Samuel Morgan has posed:
    Right. Okay. Bean is not the sharpest spoon in the drawer when it comes to what might be referred to as matters of the heart, but even he can't fail to spot that one. Mental gears shift slightly, which includes updating his assessment of Alex in case he needs to fulfill his solemn promise to Shannon. "Oh yeah, he's the best of boys, and he knows it." Bear is, in fact, wearing his yellow 'support animal' jacket, which might make people wonder exactly why Bean needs one. As if understanding every word, and in his case that might be a literal truth, Bear wags his tail a bit faster, nudging happily into Shannon's hand before retreating back under the table. Another job well done!

    Even as he eats, Bean's head turns to Josiah, with the intensity and same sense of purpose as an anti-air battery starting to track a target. At least he makes sure his mouth is empty before he nods a greeting. It even has a smile attached. "Hi there."

Nightingale has posed:
     Shannon glances up a bit and smiles, waving to Josiah as she recognizes him. One hand remains on Bear's head as she idly strokes that soft, short fur. "Josiah, hi! Bean, Alex, this is Josiah. Sam brought me to his revival meeting last evening. I'd still be in a bad way if he hadn't helped heal me. Josiah, this is Samuel, who we sometimes call Bean so we don't mix him up with the one you met. And this is Alex." Gwendolyn seems to have stepped out for the moment, but she shrugs, and smiles. "Come join us? This is one behemoth burger that needs eating!"

     Alex's concern is met with a light touch of her hand on his, though the gesture is kept very brief. She nods, and smiles a little bit. "I'm alright now. Got knocked out of the sky, took a bad landing right onto my wings. Busted both wings, broke a few ribs, and wound up with a nasty egg on the back of my head a few days ago." Wait, a few days? "Nature did what nature does, and I had some help from Josiah along the way. It would've taken a couple days longer if he hadn't stepped in."

Firefly (Barrows) has posed:
    "IF you do not mind my joining you. The last thing I want to do is intrude." Josiah says as he waits for their answer before sitting down. "I am starving. I been busy putting up fliers." He says as he offers a hand to the various people present. "I happen to be a mutant like Shannon here. I can heal injuries and even call up energy to make weapons armor, wings, and barriers." He says as he steals some fries.

Pixie has posed:
Megan Gwynn yawns tiredly as she steps into the burger joint..She is clearly sleep deprived, having stayed up all night to rebake those darned choco chip cookies after a certain *someones* trashed her first attempt. Nothing like a juicy greasy burger to fix the spot of an empty stomach! She peers around as she steps in, stepping to the front to order a teen burger before glancing around for an empty seat.

Zero-G has posed:
The touch to Alex's hand is returned, but he doesn't try to hold on when Shannon withdraws. "A few days? That's pretty amazing. I'm glad you're back on your feet. And apparently, thank you, Josiah. I'm Alex." To seperate who he is from Samuel, as the three of them were working on the giant burger challenge on the table. He considers for a moment, and he reaches up to rub the back of his head. "I'm not a mutant, but I have powers?"

Samuel Morgan has posed:
    "I will neither confirm nor deny my status as a mutant." Bean mentions offhand, helping himself to some actual burger. There are plenty who are partaking of the fries and onion rings, but The Beast is still whole. Such shall not stand! And clearly, he's not going by Silver Era rules explaining his abilities, if any, on the first meeting. "Thank you for helping Shannon, Josiah. Please, join us."

Nightingale has posed:
     While there weren't really any empty spots, the booth where the group was sitting looked as if it might have a spot or two open. Shannon smiles to Josiah and nods by way of answer to his question. And this was just about a heartbeat before she spotted Megan. She waves over to the pink-haired girl, and smiles. "Hey, Megan! Had a hankering for a burger, too? We're trying the Giant One Challenge." Said behemoth was still intact, so about the same time as Bean has that look--the one that says 'You die now' to the burger--she herself is reaching for her knife, to cut a wedge out of the meaty treat as if it were some sort of cake.

     "Ugh, we're going to need a few days of marathons to run this off!"

Firefly (Barrows) has posed:
    "What is good for the soul isnt too healthy for the body." Josiah says with a smile as he watches the group and eats more fries. He then looks to bean and grins. "I been trying to bring more mutants to my sermons, but people think I force feed religion down their throats. I prefer to share thoughts with others on the various stories in the good book." He says as he watches the pink haired girl now, studying her.

Pixie has posed:
Megan Gwynn glances towards the booth where a handful of familiar people sit...Okay, Maybe only some of them are familiar faces, one in particular causes her to bite her lip nervously and she turns back to the counter to make an extra order. Moments later she smiles and waves to Shannon, although her smile for Bean is a bit more hesitant, knowing how she nearly let the cat out of the bag so to speak. "Erm...Hi guys! How's it going?" her red eyes pass over the unfamiliar faces, offering them a cheerful smile and nod.

Ooh, new faces..Cool! I'm Megan, nice to meet you.." she places a tray with a large slice of delicious looking cherry pie adorned with a swirl of whipped cream in front of Samuel, clasping her hands in front of her, bowing her head slightly as if seeking forgiveness, "Erm...Bean...? I'm really really really REALLY sorry about being totally tactless and absolutely careless the other day...Yknow..At the nightclub...? Will you forgive me? I dunno if you like cherry pie but I really hope you'll accept it as a peace offering...?" she practically pleads, clearly feeling really bad for her prior indiscretions..It's probably no secret to those who know Pixie that she can be a wee bit of a motormouth at times..

Zero-G has posed:
As there are peace offerings and such being made, Alex gives a grin. "I should take some of that pie with me when I go back." A smile is offered to Megan when she arrives. "Hey. I'm Alex." he offers as feels his phone vibrate and he takes it out to frown. "Of course she'd want to know where I am." he says with a small sigh. "I don't have too much longer, my little sister is grumpy that I went out."

Samuel Morgan has posed:
    "Which God?" It's an off-hand comment again, but Bean already knows the answer. He just wants to see what the response is before he changes the topic. "Met a few, going to be introduced to another soon, so..." And his smile actually grows wider for a moment. "'Proof denies faith'" Ah, now what book could he possibly have quoted that from? At least Babelfish didn't come into it yet.

    Having finished his chunk of Monster Burger, he smiles over to Megan and waves her into the booth. "C'mon, sit down. And don't worry about that whole thing it was... just never mind. I've completely forgotten about it already." Cherry pie, it seems, buys forgiveness. And he's well aware of his reputation, so he's not too surprised that it took a while for Megan to work up the courage to do this. "Join us? We can't do this just by ourselves, this is a team effort if ever there was one."

Firefly (Barrows) has posed:
    Josiah smirks. "I am aware of thor. To be honest each culture has its own views on gods. I however prefer the christian god, since it is what I was raised with." He says. He then raises a hand and white light forms in his hand in the shape of a knife and he cuts a piece of the burger off and then the light becomes light and vanishes. He then munches on his piece of burger.

Nightingale has posed:
Shannon nods and smiles a little bit to Alex. "Aww! Kind of sweet she's checking in on you." She takes a pen out of the little brown bag that remains ever tied to her belt, a napkin from the table, and scribbles something down on it. She nudges the scrap of paper over to Alex, though doesn't really expect anything to come of it. "Well, if you've got to go, be safe, okay?"

Bean's comment, and his elucidation upon his words, get a bit of a smile from her. "Don't forget, there's one that works at the club with us, too," she adds, with a bit of an impish smile given to Megan and Josiah as well. For her part, as the other girl makes her apologies, she goes silent, just watching the entire exchange. See much, hear much, speak little.

She smiles a bit over at Josiah, and shrugs. "Thor's rather nice, actually. So's Poseidon, and Hercules." She looks about to add another name to the list but stops herself right there. Yeah. No. Speak the name, and let's not have those horns appear!

Zero-G has posed:
Given the scrap of paper, Alex looks at it and his eyes widen before he looks up at Shannon and he smiles a bit brighter. He gets out his phone and immediately puts in the information before tapping a few buttons and pressing send.

>> Got it. Call you soon?

With Shannon's information saved to the phone, Alex gets to his feet. "I live in the city, but I hope to see you all again soon!" And with that, he's heading towards the door to make his way back home.

Samuel Morgan has posed:
    "Oh yeah, behind the bar, isn't he?" Bean seems to remember the new bartender. Not that he spends a lot of time on the club floor, climbing around in the rafters keeping the lights and electrics going.

    Surprisingly, Alex will already have his number.

    And it is finally time to begin slaying the beast. 'Stab it with their steely knives'? Don't mind if he does. With a single deft motion, he picks up his knife, spins it end over end in his right hand several times and then stabs it down into the burger, to carve out his next piece. "I'm not big on religion. I prefer my gods where I can see them." Still, he smiles to Josiah. "But a good sermon requires good oratory, and public speaking skills are much in decline these days. From a purely philosophical point of view, I wouldn't mind hearing one that is properly delivered." The burger? It has to share time with a bit of cherry pie.

    Eating commences in earnest now.