12752/DC and the Case of Multiple Subtexts

DC and the Case of Multiple Subtexts
Date of Scene:	25 February 2021
Location:	Office, X-Factor Investigations, Williamsburg
Synopsis:	Detective Chimp, the World's Greatest Detective, walks into X-Factor Investigations and consults with the World's most diversely skilled mutant Detective on the matter of a wayward mutant runaway who may have got mixed up in with the wrong crowds. A brief discussion that could lead to saving a kid from making the worst decisions of his life...
Cast of Characters:	Multiple Man, Detective Chimp

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Multiple Man has posed:
It's a Wednesday, the middle of the week, the day most people start to tire of how long the week is, Hump Day, though none of that is happening in X-Factor Investigations, not today, not this Wednesday. There is an eerie calm, a severe lack of anyone present, except James Arthur Madrox, himselves. Most people can't be alone in a crowd, Jamie is a crowd even when he is alone, it is just who he is. The Madri aren't even really talking to one another, a few are sorting paperwork, a trio are doing dishes, one is sweeping the stairs, two are passed out at a table with what looks like thousands of pamphlets from various schools, internship programs, camps, and career plans... and finally, sitting at the desk, trenchcoated with his feet up and a deer stalker cap slung low over his eyes reading an actual newspaper.

The Jamies don't talk about where Guido, Layla, Monet, Theresa, Ric, Rahne, or any other of the regular other occupants are, maybe because it is a sensitive subject, maybe because they don't know, maybe because they are being kept from thinking about it, or perhaps just because they are juggling so many plates right now, that worrying if Guido is okay off with Lila Cheney on her latest Cosmic Tour, missing Rahne who is off at Muir Island and will come back with a Dupe who will make it seem like he was with her visiting Moira the whole time anyway, fixating on either version of Layla and the wierdness of their relationship and her work with Doom, plotzing if Theresa is in a good mood or bad, caring what Monet is getting herself involved with, or even wanting to know what Ric and Shatterstar are doing off in Mojoverse. The Jamies are here and now, and the others are dealing with their own lives outside the PI Business, which is fine... it is why Jamie told them all to take some time off. It isn't like Jamie needs someone else, like he ever needed anyone else, Jamie has been his own team since he was 17 and kicked the entire Fantastic Four's behinds... really... he doesn need anyone... does he?

Detective Chimp has posed:
Detective Chimp has been contacted to do some business in Mutant Town, and while he has been there and done a few things, this one may take a bit more legwork, and well, 88 legs are better than 2, so he has decided to come check in with one of the other PIs who work that part of town. He walks up the stairs, and looks to the Madrox there and asks "Boss in the office?" He seems to somehow know or assume tis Madrox aint #1.

Multiple Man has posed:
The Madrox sweeping the stairs looks down, and pauses, just a moment, "OG Boss is out, but acting boss is at his desk, probably thinking in Noir mode." he sweeps one time, then adds, "Unless you mean Theresa or Layla. Terry is off in Ireland visiting her family estate, dealing with Faeries and Goblins and the pact of Cassidy Keep. Layla mini is with her folk on a road trip to see the Star Wars stuff in California. Layla mature is in Latvaria, consulting with Von Doom, helping he know all the possible futures coming in the next 12 Months, protecting Latvaria from every possible threat, and repaying Doom for his future assistance with saving the World several times over in the Future. Cause, you know, the ladies are the Real Bosses at the end of the day."

In the office area, the sorting Jamies, gesture for the Magnificent Finder of Tasty Grubs to come in and point to the Jamie with his feet up and similar fashion sense to the Chimpanzee.

If one were to listen close, they could hear that yes, in fact, the trenchcoated Madrox is quietly narrating to himself, emulating the Noir Detective accent of the Sam Spade style, "It was a dark and stormy afternoon. Couple of my other selves were exhausted from our education crazy life coach and guidance counselor counterpart's pointless job fair plan, all the coffee in the place gone from them all staying up night and day to prepare for the cockamamie plan. It was then that he walked in my door, the best, the World's Greatest Detective, the one so good that even the Bat acknowledge the unbridled superiority of the keen mind, the Primate of Private Investigation, Bobo T. Chimpanzee. Why he walked into my door, well that is a question of another feather, but I was probably about to find out." slowly lowering his feet and sitting up, pulling a bottle of Banana Shnapps from his desk drawer along with two boilermaker glasses, he gestures to one of the chairs across from him.

Detective Chimp has posed:
Detective Chimp 's brow raises a bit to this but he has met odder ducks, literally with that Howard fellow. He will move to have a seat in the offers seat, and says "I take it your the highest ranking Jamie about?" He comments to the other man. I have been looking into some of the jobs you have worked, while a few maybe a bit... messy you do good work." He offers a mostly ment comment to the other.

Multiple Man has posed:
Nodding there is a slight pause as a couple of the others glare at him, "Well, technically the most senior Jamie present is the one that locked himself in the attic to fixate on his painting masterpiece and said to not disturb him, just leave food outside the door for the next few months." he then eyes the others back, "But, from the Detective Focused aspects of our mind, I'm the senior most present in the county." he tries to look more serious, "Most of the mess comes from trying to manage my associates dramas, but still, the compliment is appreciated. We do try to be at least a touch professional." he glances at the bottle, "Care for some Banana Schnapps?" he glances down into the drawer and at the file sorters, just in case something else is requested.

Detective Chimp has posed:
Detective Chimp nods, and will nod at the offer "Sure. I won't turn it down. So, if I may ask, how familiar are you with the different players in Bushwick? Particularly some of the gangs? I have a client who is looking for her son, and believes he has headed there to be part of one of the gangs that he saw online fighting humans."

Multiple Man has posed:
The mention of gangs brings a twitch, "You mean Shaky, the X/Ms, Filthy Frankie, and the like?" Detective Jamie looking to the sorters and having them bring over some files, "We... might have inside men... if that is what you are asking. Not that we can confirm or deny copies of ourselves performing less than legal behavior to gain entry into nefarious organizations." pouring a boiler maker glass half full of the banana liquor and sliding it over, then pouring a glass for himself and sipping it. He gulps a bit, then says, "Are you just looking to confirm the kid's whereabouts, or looking to extricate him from the group? The former is pretty easy, probably just a few phone calls. The latter is less simple, as even if you drag the kid out, there are no assurances he won't return and next time have more protection to keep him in. Plus, if he ran away to a gang, odds are he already has issues with his family and will have some attachment to his new family."

Detective Chimp has posed:
Detective Chimp looks over and says "Looking to confirm, and see if extraction is possible. Joey Phillips is a first generation mutant, and his family while rather white bread, do not seem bothered by his change. Somehow he seems to have gotten into his head, that they do not want him there, and he is only safe with other mutants. From talking to the parents, I think they are being honest, so I am guessing some outside influence, perhaps school classmates or others provided the anti mutant things he left from.

Multiple Man has posed:
There is a sage nod, "Not an uncommon story. I know lots of first generation mutants from wonderful loving and understanding families, I know just about as many from families that were far from understanding and tolerant, and I know plenty from families across the spectrum in between." he opens a drawer and glances at an old busted up device and has a moment of nostalgia, before looking back up, "Well, the confirmation will likely be pretty easy. The extraction I might know some folks who can facilitate and even provide a healthier alternative with the parents' approval, and work things out where he can get both a good education, not feel persecuted, and depending on how his parents wish to handle things, either stay at home or board with students in similar situations." he takes a deep breath, "Now, while it isn't a primary issue, if you have any information on Younger Mister Phillips' powers and limits, it would be preferable to know what his capabilities are."

Detective Chimp has posed:
Detective Chimp hmms smirks a bit as if he might have an idea where the young man is talking about. "Well, from what I understand most of the time, he looks like joe average, excuse the pun, but he has aquatic powers, slightly stronger than normal, but not quite to atlantian standards. In water he grows gills, a slight glowing membrane across the eyes, and fingers and toes web. He is a bit tougher than normal, but not so much that he would not still rather not be hit by a baseball bat or such.

Multiple Man has posed:
Actually taking a few notes on a small handheld notepad, Detective Jamie, nods, "Got it. Aquatic Metamorph, limited physical augmentations. Got a picture? Cause if he hasn't revealed his powers or demonstrated them much, can't actually ask about those, and with no primary physical deviations, new kid is sort of too generic to get a definitive identification and verification of whereabouts." the other dupes putting the files away and fusing down to one.

Detective Chimp has posed:
Detective Chimp nods, and will reach into his jacket and pulls out a small vanilla folder and hands it over "This has a pic, and a bit more information as well as how to get on contact with me." He offers it to the head Jamie, and finishes his drink. I hate to drop off information and run, but I need to get to the watch tower, they are wanting to talk to me something about a spear and magic helmet, turning the wearer into a rabbit."