12675/Whatever you do. Don't mess with the hat.

Whatever you do. Don't mess with the hat.
Date of Scene:	23 January 2021
Location:	New Hope Shelter, East Harlem
Synopsis:	Thugs crash, Remy and Riana Bo Staff, Nick dodges, and Hulk Smash
Cast of Characters:	Gambit, Phantasm (Drago), Wild Rose, Hulk

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Gambit has posed:
Remy LeBeau goes by many names. To the X-men he is Gambit. To the Thieves Guild of New Orleans he is Le Diablo Blanc... and to the residents of the shelter? Shades. Guy who comes in to do some basic repairs and never takes off his sunglasses. Who talks funny, and loves kids. He is currently under a sink, tightening a pipe. "Okay chere, see if dat don' fix dat leak..

Phantasm (Drago) has posed:
It has been a chaotic time for the residents of New Hope. With it being a mutant friendly shelter it stands to reason a few have been affected by the whole cure crisis. A few of the residents look a bit different than they did at the begining of the year, thanks to the incident in Mutant Town and others remain still...intact.

It is Saturday which means no school is in session which leads to the Mess Hall being utilized as a play area. Younger kids are sitting in front of the TV, watching educational cartoons while their parents sit not too far away, working on their version of homework.

Off to one of the classrooms, a knitcapped man sits at a piano. Giving lessons to one of the kids.

Wild Rose has posed:
     At that particular moment, Riana has a redheaded, be-freckled little girl with emerald eyes who has decided she makes a wonderful jungle gym, climbing on her back. She seems quite content to let the little one hang on, relishing the peals of laughter as she carries the wee one with ease. "Of course, cher." There is an awful squeak of the faucet handle as it is turned, as if perhaps it hasn't seen a good hit of WD-40 in aeons. Water drips, then flows from the faucet, only to swirl down the drain. "What's the verdict?"

Hulk has posed:
Meanwhile, somewhere deep in the bowels of the shelter, one 'Bruce Kaxter' is handling yet another patient pro-bono. A volunteer doctor that comes in out of nowhere a few times a month, Bruce has a reputation for handling the tougher cases with a measure of ease... and for having a very neutral demeanor even when dealing with the unruly ones.

Today is no different, with him handling one of the more 'unstable' mutants in the case, handling a physical in a white lab coat. He's well dressed considering.

Gambit has posed:
"Maybe...maybe... Oui.. Oui Ah t'ink dat...ACK! turn it off turn it off turn it off!!" Remy sputters, quickly pushing himself out from under the sink, looking positively drenched from the breastbone up. He wipes his forehead, but does not take off his glasses. He looks at the little girl and says "Ah t'ink she did dat on purpose, 'ow 'bout yah?" with a playful charming grin. "Then adding "It's completely stripped. Gonna 'ave ta go to de 'ardware store foh a new fitting."

Phantasm (Drago) has posed:
As the child goes through a slower, simpler version of Camptown Ladies, Nick sits next to him on the bench. He keeps a quiet watch over the keys, keeping a smile in place for the occasional glances being snuck his way by the student seeking some form of feedback. As the assigned bars are played, Nick gives a nod. "Very good. Alright, now we're going to add the other hand to that."

Off to the lobby, a volunteer seated at the front desk glances up as the door opens, allowing four persons to step in. They don't appear related but they do appear to be together as they all stop, glancing around. They're not dressed anyway in particular. Basic jeans, tees, and jackets.

As they start to walk further in, the volunteer stands, waving his hand to get their attention, "Hey! Good morning. Could I have you sign in first?"

Wild Rose has posed:
     Riana chuckles softly as she reaches for the faucet, the squeaking awful as she saves Remy from the deluge. The redheaded little imp on her back is just giggling like crazy, nodding in complete agreement with the kind-hearted Cajun, much to Riana's feigned ire--but true amusement. "Ha, see if I give you a piggyback ride again, you silly goose..."

     Within moments of the new arrivals, however, she goes stock still, her eyes fixed on the four who have just entered the sheter. After recent events, perhaps it was simply a reflex action--particularly with a child in the immediate vicinity. But her brows furrow, the titian-haired woman canting her head towards the four incoming.

     A brief glance and a nod of her head in their direction is all she needs to communicate to Remy. There was no sense alarming the little one.

     She reaches in back of her and tickles the little girl, chuckling for her sake. "Why don't you go into the other room and watch some cartoons with the others for a little while? That looks like a lot of fun." And what little one would disagree with cartoons, really? This one certainly didn't, sliding down to the ground and scampering off to join her friends, with one backwards glance towards Shades. "See you later!"

Hulk has posed:
The phyiscal done, Bruce stands up, "One pill, once a week. If you experience any weakness for more than a day, come back and ask for me. Otherwise, there's nothing wrong with you." Bruce smiled to his patient, sending her out. Then, he stuck his head out to talk to the assistant nurse today. "Send me the next one, please."

With that, Bruce ducks back into the exam room, waiting as he types into the computer, filling out patient records.

Gambit has posed:
Remy LeBeau stands and nods to Riana. He trusts her instincts on that sort of thing. Pausing only to wring some of the water out of his loose aurburn pony tail. He watches as the people move into the lobby. "Yah wanna bet dat dey 'ere selling girl Scout cookies?" he asks casually. He glances across the room where his discarded coat...along with his cards and bo staff are laying.

Phantasm (Drago) has posed:
One of the men, wearing a blue tee, glances over to the volunteer and then over to the other three, each wearing a different color tee shirt. "G, can you sign us in please?"

The man in the green shirt nods. As the man turns, the volunteer's focus shifts downwards, taking note of the bat in the man's hand. He frowns, "Hey buddy we don't want any troubl-"

There's a thwack as the baseball bat swings, causing for the volunteer to duck from the attack, rolling under the desk for safety, a hand going up to hit a button installed underneath there.



Off to the rooms that have no view of the lobby, a silent alarm kicks off alerting those in the know of a situation brewing in the lobby. A couple adults in the Mess Hall that are in the know frown, moving over to the door that leads to the lobby, making sure the door is locked down. The door adjacent to the kitchen opens, admitting the girl who was with Remy and Riana earlier.

When the light starts going off, Nick frowns, looking to the kid beside him. CRAP.

"Okay, it looks like we got another drill." Nick comments, "You remember what to do?"

"Uh huh!"

"Good!"

Nick opens the door to the classroom. Frame blocking the view as the child skits around the corner, disappearing down a back hallway that leads towards the kitchen area. Nick doesn't follow but instead looks over to the four. "Oye! Can I help you?!"

Wild Rose has posed:
     There were times when it sucked to be right.

     As she is closer to Remy's coat, cards, and staff, Riana ducks down to scoop them up in her arms. "Think it's going to be getting a little chilly, cher... you might need these." However, her own staff was still leaning on the opposite wall. "See, this is why we can't go anywhere," she quips. "Well... shall we?"

Hulk has posed:
Putting on his own shades, Bruce also put on his baseball cap and heads for the lobby doors, moving to one side and taking a peek outside.

Hopefully, others can handle it... but even The Other Guy coming out and doing a bit of damage would be better than a bunch of people terrorizing the shelter... though it would likely mean the end of his volunteering here.

Better that than serious injuries, though.

Gambit has posed:
Remy LeBeau slides his duster on, the familiar weight of it making him feel more relaxed. He passes something from one of it's pockets, about 8-inches long, to Riana and smirks. "Use mine." He says casually and moves to the lobby as well. "Yah guys 'ere foh de Mensa meeting?" he asks casually. "Ah mean come on, 'arassing a known place dat 'arbors /mutants/?Dat take some real genius level t'inking. How far it edge out trying to stick up a doughnut shop where all de cops hang out?"

Phantasm (Drago) has posed:
The piano student enters into the kitchen and skitters over towards the door leading to the mess hall. Smiling away as he's making REALLY GREAT TIME on this drill.

The man in blue sighs as the smaller man near one the classrooms at them. "Y."

The man in the yellow shirt steps forward lifting his own bat as he approaches Nick. Oh hey, there's a name scheme here, isn't there?

Nick narrows his eyes as the thug comes towards him. "Are you kidding me?" He ducks down to avoid the first swing. "With a bat?"

As Yellow Shirt approaches Nick and Green shirt terrorizes the volunteer under the desk. Blue shirt and Red shirt head over to the Mess Hall doors only to find the door locked. "F-"

By the time Remy is halfway through his introduction, the remaining two are settling to just go after the volunteers associated with the place. Red running right towards Remy his own bat raised over his head. Blue doesn't advance but instead reaches into his jacket. "G."

The desk clerk is left alone as Green shirt hops off, walking with purpose towards Gambit and Rose.

Wild Rose has posed:
     "They really don't listen very well, do they, cher?" Riana lets out a much put-upon sigh, shaking her head. Her thumb flicks over the side of the metal rod that Remy's passed to her, both ends extending outwards to form a bo staff. The look she gives Green Shirt is ice-cold, and her grip upon the bo staff, a practiced one. "Okay, Einstein. Let me put it to you this way. Not only are you messing around with mutants, but you're putting /children/ in harm's way. I suggest you leave. NOW."

     Never let it be said that ample warning wasn't given.

Hulk has posed:
Once it's clear a group of thugs is in the shelter for some reason and terrorizing the people, Bruce tries to open the doors. Finding them locked, He pushes against it, frustration and anger already on his face. Taking off his glasses to get a better look at the receptionist, Bruce tries to keep track of the thugs...

Within moments, anyone looking towards the doors can see his normally brown eyes suddenly turn green through the door windows, and Bruce himself drop out of sight a few seconds later as motor function become unstable as the transformation begins there in the hallway.

Gambit has posed:
Know what almsot no one expects when they are facing someone in a fight? To be kicked in the face. The side maybe, or the balls, but usually it's a punch that you got to watch out for. So when Remy's leg moves the guy, like guys the world over, instinctively moves his knees to protect the sacred family jewels, and never thinks to protect his jaw as Remy's steel shod work boot collides with it. He smiles a bit to Riana, "Maybe english not dare first language? Comprenez vous Dumbass?"

Phantasm (Drago) has posed:
There's something about once the bell is rung you can't unring it. This seems to be the theme with the four intruders today as moment after moment, more and more things get presented in a manner that indicates. MAYBE this was a bad idea. But, they're commited and it appears they're following through after all.

Yellow doesn't seem all that concerned with the charge he got assigned. No visible weapons, and he's considerably larger than Nick so it should be an easy thing to beat the crud out of the volunteer, right?

Well, if he'd just stand still. It's just, everytime Yellow swings, the smaller man just moves out of the way. No powers involved. Not necessary. Growing up has taught him how to do basic avoidance. And Yellow's easily telegraphed moves is nothing more than basic. "You realize there's no point to you doing this, right?" He comments, looking to Yellow as he steps back to avoid another swing, causing for the interaction to get closer and closer to the wall. "Can still back away."

Be it stubborness or stupidity, Green does not give Rose any indication of understanding for her argument. Seeing the staff take form its all he needs to know that it's on. Eyes narrowing, Green's motions are rather similar to Red's as he lifts up the bat over his head with the intention of swinging it down upon her head.

However being that Red just got a foot to the face, the initial approach may not be the best of decisions. Red's head tilts back, body staggering as his vision fills with stars. "F-" He shakes his head. Feet shifting to try and regain balance.

Blue observes the three in the immediate room. Seemingly not seeing what's going on in the other rooms, despite the presence of windows. Red's motion does cause for Blue to look over to Remy in particular as he pulls out his gun.

Wild Rose has posed:
     While Red Shirt, like redshirts everywhere, would likely be glad for his shirt hiding the blood from being kicked in the face by a steelshod boot later, Green Shirt was unlikely to see any progeny from his line. As he raises his bat in a very unskilled, easily telegraphed move above Riana's head, she lets loose with a front kick squarely to the groin. It's enough to send a shock of pain through the thug's body, and very likely send him reeling backwards a few steps. It's also likely to ensure his line ends with him.

     "I don't think they comprehend Dumbass, cher... LOOK OUT, 1 'o clock, gun!"

Hulk has posed:
Suddenly, there's a roar from just beyond the doors. Then, there's suddenly a minor earthquake as the Hulk stands up... and the loud *SCREEEECH* of metal as the Hulk pulls both doors from their hinges like so much toilet paper, taking one in each hand as he walks into the lobby a few steps, his footsteps causing slight tremors.

Then again, when a two ton mountain of muscle walks, it tends to effect the area.

"Hulk SMASH!" The Hulk growl-yells as he brings up one door and bulldozes right for the Blue shirted man, roaring as he goes.

It doesn't take a rocket scientist to realize the Hulk is gonna do some serious damage to the man doing that. He'll likely even send him through a wall at that speed.

Gambit has posed:
Remy LeBeau at no time in his life, ever really thought of himself as a hero. Rarely does he even think of himself as a "Good Guy". More like someone with alot of red in his ledger that he'd like to see balanced out before St. Peter calls the account due. So that said he has absolutely no compunction about watching the Jolly Green Giant charge right at a thug who really should have considered robbing that doughnut shop today. "Well... dats not somet'ing dat yah see every day." he comments to Riana dryly. He pulls out a single card, doesn't charge it, but sends it flying across the room and across the cheek of the thug trying to hit Nick. Pretty good distraction... also paper cuts hurt like a bitch.

Phantasm (Drago) has posed:
The card does have a bit of an effect as the brushing of something on Yellow's face does give him something else to try to process mid-swing. Ow!What was that?

Nick spins round, hands reaching up to grab yellow's wrists in the process of the most recent swing. He tugs further continuing the swing, pulling Yellow's body into the motion. Upon Yellow hitting the wall he strips away the bat from the man's hand, gesturing to him with it. "Just...stay down." Seeing the card on the floor, he turns his head, looking over to Remy, giving a half smile to him and...Huh. Small world.

Oh my, such resistance. With Riana dropping Green with some painful to watch maneuver, the firearm he was lifting towards Remy starts to sway towards her. But then Yellow gets knocked down and disarmed which causes the gun to start moving towards Nick.

But Riana just HAD to shout, didn't she? The gun moves back towards her, the finger starts to pull on the trigger an-

Wait. WHAT?!

Blue's attention turns towards the Green missle running towards him. "Oh f-" Calm, collected. No more. Blue is running out of the path Hulk is taking and heading to the main door. "SORRY!"

That'll patch things up, right?

Wild Rose has posed:
     Sometimes, simple solutions were the best. In Riana's book, there was simply no excuse for terrorizing anyone, let alone mutants--and /children/. As the Hulk cut a swath of anger and revenge through the shelter, she extends the bo staff in front of Blue, right at the level of his shins. Not swinging, not striking out, just....

     ...SPLAT.

     Snapping a salute to the Big Guy, she takes one step back out of his path. "He's all yours."

Hulk has posed:
It's almost comical, because instead of being hit by the train, the blue shirted man is simply 'scooped up' by the door instead from the side, and the Hulk stops to toss the man right out the front doors, not bothering to see if the man survived the toss.

Then, he twists right round, and rage evident in his features, the yellow shirted man is suddenly treated to the extra door in the Hulk's left hand being accurately tossed, vertically, right at him.

Gambit has posed:
Remy LeBeau winces as the would be bruiser collides with the door, making a face of obvious concern... "Ah 'ope he didn't break dose 'inges. I hate ta 'ave to replace de whole door later. And dat guy is bleeding all over de carpet. no consideration for de slip/fall 'azard dat dat might cause.." He says indignantly. Then to Riana asks, "Any idea 'ow yah stop a 'Ulk?"

Phantasm (Drago) has posed:
So.

The apology most definitely - Did not work.

As the man in blue lands on the pavement headfirst, there is a collection of shrill screams and declarations calling upon preferred deities.

As Hulk turns torwards yellow shirt, Nick turns for the man on the ground only for the gust of door flying past him to knock him down. Yellow shirt, if he had been still awake after the door hit, would probably be jealous that's all Nick got.

Red makes a break for the door. Green- opts to just stay down and play dead.

Wild Rose has posed:
     "I know, cher, right? As for how to stop a Hulk?" Riana shakes her head, making sure she keeps well out of the aforementioned Jolly Green Giant's way. "You don't." As she peers out into the street, she actually winces, shaking her head. "I'd keep the kids away from windows looking out onto the street for a little while, though."

Hulk has posed:
It's around the time that the time that the yellow shirted thug is hit that the Hulk turns towards the Red shirted man. Then, he goes into a full feral stance as he *ROARS* at him, a berserker having dealt with his foes.

It doesn't take long for him to start walking towards the doors out, his green uniform showing no signs of the tattered doctors coat inside the hallway.

At least the green shirted man can count himself lucky the Hulk isn't enraged enough to stomp on him to make sure he's dead... and his minor earthquakes as he walks make it easy to tell where he is, even with his eyes closed.

"Hulk finished. Hulk tired of puny humans."