12075/Pop meets Niche

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Pop meets Niche
Date of Scene: 24 August 2020
Location: Club Mjolnir, Hell's Kitchen
Synopsis: Elle encounters Andrea, a successful pop singer, and then Banner brings a most unwelcome presence to the vicinity of her club, which makes Hela intervene personally.
Cast of Characters: Hela, Rage, Hulk




Hela has posed:
After a cover band has performed a selection of Insefirum, the crowds are all settling whether in the long tables or the Faering boats. Elle, dressed in her goth fashion as ever, is walking about the club. Sharing a toast of 'skal' here and there, chatting with some patrons, before eventually making her way to Andrea at her table. "You seem to be quite popular...a model are you?" She asks curiously, sipping from a drinking horn held in her hand.

Rage has posed:
Settled at a table is Andrea, who is dressed in a pair of knee high black boots and a black dress that hits just above the knees of a snug, leathery material. Her hair is done up in a long pony tail with a hint of make up on. She has been bobbing her head to the music on stage, while holding up her phone at times to catch a few clips so that she can find some of the songs online later to save and promote. Though she may be the mutant princess of pop, she is reveling in the heavy hitting music that nearly blows her out of her chair.

As her fingers drum heavily upon the table, she takes a sip of her soda with her free hand. No boozey beverages tonight. She may be able to get in with her celebrity status, but she isn't about to break a few rules either. When 'Elle' approaches her, she glances upwards to her and offers up a smile. "Sometimes. Not much these days. I'm Andrea Jackson. Pop star. Three platinum albums. Definitely not this type of music, but I am /digging/ it. The bands are amazing."

Hela has posed:
"Platinum albums...?" Elle seems a bit confused by the point of boasting, "what could you possibly do with a platinum album, let alone three of them? Sounds awfully unwieldy for an album. I would go for a lighter binding, such as leather." She then looks Andrea once over, before asking, "so what is it that a pop star does...? I am curious."

Hulk has posed:
It's been a long time since Bruce has been in a high energy club like this. He was looking for a change of pace... as well as practice for some of his calming techniques, and this was the closest club for it.

Coming in with non-descript clothing and jeans, his hands remained in his pockets and a baseball cap was tilted down just so, to keep from being observed.

In a sea of faces like this, no doubt he'd just be another anonymous club goer.

Rage has posed:
There's a slow blink of Andrea's eyes at Elle. "Oh. Um.. a platinum album is when you sell one million records. I've sold over three million. It's just an award for the sales. They send you one in the mail and then I just stick it on a wall. I'm a singer. I sing songs. Pop music."

She picks up her drink again for another sip, followed by a quick smile to Elle. "It's just my job."

Hela has posed:
"Oh...it's a trophy then, not an actual album, mmm...." Elle seems to consider the merits of such a trophy, but at least has a better understanding of it's significance. "People must like your music quite a bit, has to be a touch of charisma to it as well. Congratulations for doing well for yourself...what subjects do you must enjoy singing about?

Hulk has posed:
Bruce is halfway through the crowd when there's a loud *BOOM* from the rooftop area, like something large and heavy hit the club from above. Then, there's little thumps, like something moving.

On the dance floor, Bruce is trying to move away from the crowd, heading towards the bathroom stalls as he listens, frowning.

Rage has posed:
"I mostly sing about life in general. Just my experiences. Love. Heartbreak. Summer. Sometimes violence." Andrea says as she gives a nod of her head. "If you want, I can show you some of my music, but it's nothing like this. It's more .. um.. it's not as loud and filled with guitars. This is like warrior music."

At the sound of the loud boom, she glances upwards to the ceiling, then tilts her head as she listens with her heightend senses for a moment. "Did you hear that? Sounds like something hit the roof."

Hela has posed:
There's a rather realistic sounding wolf howl which follows the sound of the heavy hit on the rooftop, as Elle looks very much irate, her eyes veering upwards. "I would like to hear your selection of violence one of these days," Elle offers, "if you'll excuse me," she doesn't even wait for Andrea's consent as she rushes towards the bar, cutting to the left, and disappearing behind a tapestry reflecting the Edda.

Meanwhile on the roof, whoever is the source of the *BOOMING* thud, will see a swirling mist expand out of thin air, a black gate opening from within and while a pair of large predatory eyes stare from within the mist, a figure steps towards the roof. Hela, wearing her sharp antlery crown, glowering furiously at the offender. "Be gone, or be made gone, this is not a combat arena...your noise is not appreciated." She stands at about 7', and is wearing some form of regal green and black armor with a foreboding cape billowing past her.

Hulk has posed:
By the time Hela is on the rooftop, there is no one there. She can hear the sounds of shrieks as there's a sudden crash on the pavement below and the entryway is suddenly broken through as a monstrous looking green creature walks inside the club itself.

There's a laugh from the creature as he looks around "I KNOW YOU'RE HERE, BANNER. COME OUT!"

Unfortunately for Abomination, Bruce is already in the back area, heading for the bathrooms and going into a mens stall, locking himself in.

Rage has posed:
As she hears the howling, Andrea lifts her hand for a waitress. "I'm hungry too." She mutters as she calls out. "Hi there! Can I get some boneless chicken wings with garlic sauce? Thanks!" She says with a happy sound in her voice once Elle has run off to take care of whatever it is she was going to do.

Back to grooving to the music!

That is until the Abomination comes barging through the entrance. She pauses as she sips at her soda, brows raising upwards as she stares at him. "Dinner and a show." She says as she sighs out. For the moment, she just stays put as she taps along the glass of her phone a few times.

<< Hey babe. Will be late coming home. >> *ping*

Hela has posed:
With the foul creature daring to shatter the pavement at the front entrance for her club, a new swirling portal opens, only this time hundreds of black harpoons and chained hooked necroblades shoot out all over Abomination's frame, as an ungodly force starts to pull him into the portal. He had his chance for words. Now he will have to face Death.

Meanwhile inside, the staff is doing all in their power to try and draw people's attention away from the loud noises outside, bringing up the speakers, and offering free rounds to compensate for the disturbance.

Hulk has posed:
As the blades suddenly come out of nowhere, Abomination gives a confused grunt... before he roars as he's suddenly pulled off this plane... and disappears.

Meanwhile, The mens restroom remains locked as Bruce works on composing himself, not realizing yet that the threat is gone.

Rage has posed:
Raising her brows upwards, Andrea tilts her head and body over to the doorway. As it seems that the disturbance passes quickly, she shrugs and eases back into her seat.

<< Nevermind. Hey, I'll bring you home some chicken wings. >>

As she picks up her soda again, she finishes it with a long suck, then goes back to tapping away at her phone to pass the time between acts on the stage.

Hela has posed:
The entire affair at the front of the club happens very quickly, Abominations crashes the pavement, portal opens, Abomination violently pulled in, and portal is gone. The few who may have happened to witness it, would have the entire affair done in a blink of an eye. Leaving room to wonder if it actually happened, or was a trick of the imagination. Whatever it is that Elle went to take care of, she lingers for a good 15 to 20 minutes before eventually returning to the club's floor. Dressed the same as before, she looks mildly vexed, heading over to the bar to get herself another drinking horn of Asgardian Mead.

Hulk has posed:
After about ten minutes of nothing, Bruce unlocks his stall and walks out into the corridor where the restrooms are, glancing back and forth. "Where's he go? I know I heard him..." Bruce slowly but surely begins to walk towards stairs upward, trying to get a better view.

Hela has posed:
Elle just happens to casually walk past Bruce, overhearing him, as she mutters, "he was never here...are you to blame for the oaf?" But she doesn't stay for conversation, she rather walks towards the front door.

Hulk has posed:
As Elle passes by, Bruce watches her go silently, slightly shy, he slinks back just a bit from her, even as he works on blending back into the crowd.

Better to give it a bit of time before he heads for the exit, in case he's being followed.