14760/An (Un)Lucky Day In Mutant Town

An (Un)Lucky Day In Mutant Town
Date of Scene:	06 March 2023
Location:	Bushwick (Mutant Town), Brooklyn
Synopsis:	A failed search for donuts leads to Juggernaut being put on the spot and challenged to..be nice.
Cast of Characters:	Juggernaut, Red, Scarlet Witch, Power Girl

Juggernaut has posed: On the surface, it would seem to be business as usual in Mutant Town. Businesses are active, pedestrians mill about going through their regular affairs and, while not exactly hopping yet given the hours, the bars and clubs have their share of people taking a late afternoon break from what's already no doubt been a less then enjoyable start to the work week. There is some tension in the air though. A slight undercurrent like a pot only just beginning to bubble. This is a mutant community and rumors of missing students in Westchester and strange lights in the sky have some who are more 'in the know' then others a little jittery and a little uncomfortable and there are always those around willing to take advantage of that. Things seem likely able to pop off at any moment. Just one of those days. Into this cauldron of bubbling trouble comes..a Certain Citizen Cain..filling the entire entry way of a liquor store with the immensity of a figure that..really has no business being as big as it is, even by the standards of some of the locales. A group of teenagers who were looking to enter find themselves dumbfounded as they stare at a tee-shirt sporting Godzilla looming over Tokyo, stretched across the gargantuan mans torso and they just stare as he ducks down and steps outside onto the sidewalks. The sheer size of the man contrasted by the very mundane act of..holding a bag of chips which he begins methodically and boredly munching on while stepping forward. His ice blue eyes hidden from sight behind shades but he scarcely pays attention to those around him as he treads forward and the sidewalk crowd moves to give him a wide berth.

Red has posed: Bushwick, better known as Mutanttown, never had no slight undercurrent of stress. At times it were purifiers that were the reason, at other times it was their political counterparts, but there were few days that the area could be considered calm. Though there most certainly were days on which the place seemed to cook. Alice of all should know. She does live there after all. Redhead she was, she might stand out in a normal crowd, but in this place... red hair was like a low visibility mark, compared to people with blue skin, a thrid arm or a total lack of eyesockets. Still... she was Mutant like most there.

Scarlet Witch has posed: Somedays, Wanda is torn on the morality and responsibility of flying across New York City under the influence of her chaotic magic. On one hand, it _is_ environmentally friendly, convenient, and often times allows her to get a look at the city that few others could have. On the other, it is somewhat selfish, and keeps her disconnected from people. Also, pigeons. There are pigeons. Perhaps that is penance enough to allow for a flight from the Themysciran embassy back to the Mansion. Except that Wanda has a craving for donuts. But not any donuts. Oh no, specifically from a small spot in Bushwick, which has her flight path altered. Because invoking ancient eldritch power to have reality twist and deposit a coincidental order of donuts in the Mansion kitchen is definitely a bridge too far. Besides, stopping in, smiling and chit-chatting and paying with actual cash? These small, all too human touches to the process keep her grounded. Keep reality balanced and focused. She needs them. Even if her eyebrows do perk as she descends towards the sidewalk smoothly, only to spot a shadow looming. An unmistakable shadow, because for it to be that size and not bellowing about a Puny Banner, it can only be so many people. As her boots touch down, her hands reflexively smooth her long coat, adjusting the shoulders, lips curving in a thoughtful frown. Eyes track. She can feel that uncertainty in the air. That particular stretching of probability towards trouble that always raises the hair on the back of her neck. She has a feeling reality warping or not, she's not going to be getting her donuts without incident. A shame.

Power Girl has posed: Power Girl Unknown to the Mistress of magic, one Superhero is already at the donut shop and kinda bought them out of almost everything .. they still have some donuts but not alot.. She, on the other hand, is sitting on the roof .. well in the big O of the sign ontop of the shot with her sugary booty and humming to herself as she enjoys each one! .. " Ohh that pistachio with red bean paste is amazing " .

Juggernaut has posed: Indeed, if you know him - Cain Marko cuts a somewhat unmistakable silhouette even when out of armor and not as big as he can be. That he's also a red head just adds to that special sort of charm but..Wanda especially can peg him for who he is and what he is. There was a past encounter but..even if that hadn't taken place the fact is that the man is essentially a perpetually erupting volcano of magical energy contained within a not so svelte figure. A mountain range on any radar or senses that target the presence of magic. As to the tension in the air and the atmosphere? It pretty much flies under his acknowledgement as does most of those present as he makes his way down the sidewalk in the general direction of the donut shop. Even among mutants present, most seem to have enough common sense to not seek to impede his approach and passage even if..fundementally he's just friggen 'huge'. Wanda's arrival does gain his notice, however, and he pops a final chip into his mouth and then crumples the bag up, swallowing it from sight into his meaty palm as he lifts an eyebrow to look her over as she touches down nearby. "Huh. No foolin'.." he rumbles before also happening to glance up and see the lounging Power Girl. "Huh." he repeats.

Red has posed: As a quite... flashy landing happens, Alice halts to eye Wanda, the head tilting some as she raises a hand for just a moment. But it gets let down before she says anything. Was... something aboil that the Scarlet Witch was appearing?

Scarlet Witch has posed: Wanda's own figure might not draw the same attention Cain does out of costume, but she's getting a few glances within moments of touching down. For one thing, while flying is hardly unknown around Mutant town, it's still eye-catching. And while she's not dressed in full costume, she is wearing an _awful_ lot of shades of red. A dark red turtleneck sweater against the cold under her brown leather overcoat, slightly lighter leggings disappearing into leather boots that almost match her coat. It's really only a few steps down the sidewalk that she realizes between the tension in the air, and her dramatic entrance, she's drawing a lot of attention. Oh bother. She smiles downright sheepishly, hand raising in a little finger wiggle of a wave to... well, her surroundings really. It's very regal. Almost as regal as it is sheepish and bashful. "Oh! Uhh... hello... everybody. Don't mind me! It's... I'm not here for... I mean,... I just wanted some donuts!" She gestures towards her destination only to pause and look a touch dumbfounded herself. Is that a woman sitting in the big decorative sign? With a supply of donuts? ...Did she slip up and cast some sort of reality altering hex? No. No. She'd have noticed that, surely. But this is most unusual, and her eyes glow with a faint reddish energy, her senses shifting, peering around for magical influences. Because what are the odds they're all here on circumstance? Who's ever heard of a bunch of powered individuals showing up at one spot coincidentally? Everyone, probably. But still, you never actually think it's going to happen to _you_.

Power Girl has posed: Power Girl Isn't even paying attention to those people well, she did but they might not have noticed a super micro-second check of them before going back to her box of goodies. So she has ALOT of box's yes are they in huge stacks yes.. but she seems to be enjoying herself. "Too sweet, not my kind but I think Kara might like this " . She licks her lips. She's not looking at him, but she is keeping track of that massive guy just because something tells her that size is not all he's about.

Juggernaut has posed: The man-behemoth seems to take it all in stride. His brow furrows and a slight grin creases his features, stretching from one side of his face to the other in an almost shark like fashion. "..Relax red." HIs rumbling brawler of a voice vibrates its way through the air towards Wanda as he draws near. A flick of his wrist and he's tossed the empty chip bag towards a trash-bin but his shaded gaze remains locked onto Wanda. "..They just ott here wantin' your autograph all celebrity like.." His deep rumble trails off as he looks over towards the menu of available donuts and it's then thathe blinks in surprise as he too takes note of the fact that..thre seems t be nothing left to buy. "Hey what the hell..who bought all the damn donuts?" His gaze is sent back upwars towards the relaxing Power Girl and he purses his lips in mild annoyance before calling out, "Hey blondie! You sharin' any of that??"

Red has posed: RED? Alice focusses Cain as he calls her artist tag, then barely misses the bin. Sighing, she moves to pick the foil to toss it away, muttering something, before figuring out that something in the shop is off. Sold out? Blondie? Another sigh, and Alice buries her face in her hands a moment. "This really isn't my day..."

Scarlet Witch has posed: Wanda's eyes widen as Cain speaks. Or maybe it's because the ground shakes with his steps and it's /not/ an Earthquake... but then they widen further. Oh no, that's definitely the widening of dawning realization. She is, in fact, a celebrity. Certainly she's been occupied with Alpha Flight, but she is back in New York, and part of the Avengers. And it's not as though Tony goes walking around town. Steve might, though if he does, she doesn't know for sure. And Natasha probably just blends into crowds. Whereas she, famed Scarlet Witch, has just floated down out of the sky on fittingly scarlet energies to land on a city street. Oh. /Bother/. Wanda braces for a flood of citizens looking for autographs... only to realize she has had like _five_ selfies taken while she was processing the entire thing. She looks over to Alice, eyebrows perking up, her accented voice chiming out. "Ah, it's one of /those/ days for you as well? If nothing else, I am sure they can make more donuts! Though we may have to wait. Hope is not lost." And then she is _also_ looking up to eye Power Girl curiously. It's not often you see someone sitting in a donut sign. Or having bought a shop worth of donuts. Or being quite so... tall.

Power Girl has posed: Power Girl Does she peeks out and point at herself in that who me? Kinda way " I asked if I could first. Nobody said it was an issue," She says this as she swallows the cruller she was munching on. But she looks over " Did you want some? " She asks, looking down at the huge man with those big blue eye's . But she gives a beaming smile and waves to wanda tough! "

Juggernaut has posed: "C'mon..of -course- they aint gonna care, blondie. It's cash to them regardless and you think anybody else is gonna tell -you- no? Gimme a break." Cain manages to -somehow- balance bemusement with a sense of being irrate and his default levels of grouchy sterness. "..Yeah..maybe I do. Maybe they do?" He jerks a thumb to indicate Wanda and by proximity Alice. "You giving them away?" He then pauses and turns to finally look Alice over as well..taking note of her face palm and frustration with the proceedings. To this he just shrugs and lifts his shoulders helplessly, "..Eh. Worse has happened around here, right?"

Red has posed: "One of those days? Of course it's one of 'those' days. Ok, I had worse. At least there's no purple robotthing inbound aiming for genocide, the Phoenix is not going on an intergalactic rampage and for a change we're not facing an alien invasion either. It's just Mutant kids in Westchester disappearing." Alice subsumes, pinching the root of her nose. Yep, could be worse. Sentinels, Dark Phoenix, Brood invadion. "At least there's no mad person clad in red and black that cuts off their own foot only to have it grow back into a horrible looking thing within a minute, so let's call it a decently ok-ish day?" Indeed, no Deadpool in sight.

Scarlet Witch has posed: Wanda's eyebrows slowly rise up, bit by bit, until they are oh so very high as Alice unloads the very many ways her day could be worse... whiiiich really makes her think the poor woman has had too many days like that. She narrows her eyes slightly, finger pointing at the redhead as she murmurs dryly. "You definitely need a fresh donut. And perhaps a tea. I recommend chamomile. Or mint. They are relaxing." She glances up towards Cain as well. Just a brief little glance to see if _he_ noticed Alice's closeness to snapping. And she makes a note. Kids going missing in Westchester. The X-Men's domain for certain. But she's a mutant as well. Nothing's stopping her from dropping by to volunteer her help.

Juggernaut has posed: "Yeah I didn't need all that.." rumble Cain in response, sounding dismissive and disinterested at first. A brutish lack of empathy from the sounds of it or...maybe that was all just a touch overwhelming. Then again, he pretty much -undrestood- all of that whereas most people would probably find that gibberish or disconnected in some way. Rather it looks like they all run in similar circles. "Sounds like you need to hit up Apartments.Com or something and get out of Mutant Town. You got all that going on around here?" Still, the fact that he doesn't try and wander off is telling and he look at Wanda thoughtfully before glancing back to Alice and the faintest hint of a frown creases his features as he asks, "..Missing kids from Westchester . Hn... Ol'Charlie forget to set a curfew or something?"

Red has posed: "I need a day in which this town is not on the verge of boiling over in a while. Or being flatened. How about some superpower giving us an event which leads to no more purifiers? A reason for this place to truely feel relieved." Alice remaks with another sigh. "People hope for the X-men, Avengers and Justice League to save the day and maybe keep casulties in check. Which is telling in the town with the highest superpower density in the USA." Shaking her head slowly, she looks to Wanda. "Nah, I need a hot coffee and the postal service to be on time once in a while. And if you really want to make me happy, tell me when will be the day of No More Purifiers." When Cain asks about the kids in westchester, she shakes the head. "Don't think so. Last I knew, Curfew was rather strict, but that's like years ago."

Scarlet Witch has posed: Wanda's lips press into a thin line, as Alice lists what she needs and Wanda yearns to provide it. But she knows that's a bad idea. Sweeping, wide-ranging changes to reality are unpredictable. And even something as justifiable as erasing the Purifiers from existence would likely lead terribly awry. She deflates a little and nods her head mutely. She stares deadpan at Cain for a long moment, "I believe that was a summation of a long, frequently occuring line of events, not a list of _this morning's_ events. I'm also quite sure rent is as close to reasonable here as it gets in the city. Not everyone can pick up an armored car for literal walking around money, Mr. Marko." Still, her lips return to that severe line. Something should be done about the Purifiers. Although now she has the worrying thought that their beliefs may be protected by freedom of religion, as she can't quite recall whether or not they add a religious bent to their views. Although with a name like the Purifiers, could they really resist it?

Juggernaut has posed: So that seals it. If there was any doubt that Wanda knows who he is it's gone now and Cain merely hoods his eyes slightly at her rebuke. He glances over at Alice once more and then gives a non committal grunt while placing both of his hands on his hips. NOpe, nope. He didn't like that one bit. "Fine, fine. I'm not an idiot. I know that all didn't happen today. Fact is..life sucks and there's always a target somewhere right? Try growin' up during World War II or 'Nam or something.." He shakes his head and rubs his fingers along his jaw, scratching at the half in, half out beard he's been growing. The sound isn't unlike a dried brush dragging across concrete. The casual gesture a mild hint of the power restrained in his body. "Alright so..who're the Purifiers? Charles aint sussed them out yet?"

Red has posed: "This place is safer than other neighborhoods, Mr... Marco was it, right? You might see the odd tentacle-handed guy or pink lass, but would a sane person try to do crime in the only area of town where that can end you with a fate worse than a bullet in your chest? No. Crime rates and rent are sane here. Plus, it's *my* turf." Alice notes as she joins the deadpan stare. "Ok, you want the short or the long version? The short version is... Think of the KKK, but instead of black people they hate Mutants, and instead of crosses on lawns they burn those mutants in their homes that they can get their fingers on."

Scarlet Witch has posed: Wanda sighs and bobs her head, shrugging her shoulders helplessly. "That's... a very capable short version. You haven't heard of them?" She eyes Cain curiously, teeth worrying her lower lip for a moment, "You being a known... ah... unfriendly acquaintance of the X-Men, and, not within typical height range, I'd have thought they'd mistake you for a mutant long before now." There's another pause and she shrugs helplessly. "But they are cowards and cads. Villains who attack those who cannot defend themselves. So... avoiding your particular orbit does rather make sense for them."

Juggernaut has posed: Well any pretense for pretending like he wasn't in the know is out of the window now so Cain just outright says it, Alice or no Alice: "What..cause I'm The Juggernaut? That means I run in the same circles as any ol'group of idiot stupid racists and factions there too insecure and idiotic to get along with folk who just happen to be born different then 'em? " He seems..genuinely..well..hurt isn't the right word. Insulted? "C'mon now. I don't much like idiot step-brother or his cronies but I got better associates then some glorified hate-group. Naw I wasn't paying any attention to dirt bags like that. Beneath me." To the rest he just grunts and folds his arms. His muscles creak ominously, a sound not unlike industrial leather being stretched as his tee shirt struggles against his idle movements. "I'm no mutant." he notes, "I"ve made that plain anytime. If they had enough sense to do some research on me they'd know to not take a chance. I don't pull punches on racists..."

Red has posed: "I..." Alice stammers, sighing again as she rubs her temple. "I already said, this is not my day it seems. Mister Marco, or Juggernaut if you prefer that, I can't tell you what to do, but if you really think that... maybe you could help out? I mean, not like helping the X-men or anything, but show the people around *here* that you're a good person, that *someone* cares for them being ok and free of the constant harrassment of such bad people that want to deny them their basic humanity? Just... to calm the nerves a little..."

Scarlet Witch has posed: Wanda frowns thoughtfully and eyes Cain even further as Alice chimes in. "She's right, you know. You should, perhaps, pull your punches the amount you do for fighting non-racist individuals. Do not kill them." She shrugs lightly and murmurs dryly, "But you could, perhaps, indicate to the next group of miscreants to take exception to my people living their lives that their presence is... not desired or tolerated. I cannot promise indulging the request will give you any sort of lenience in being prosecuted for crimes you commit." Her lips quirk in a dry smile and she peers up at Cain, "But it could not hurt."

Juggernaut has posed: Cain Marko's lips curl into a dry look of distaste and annoyance. He doesn't like having his sense of morality put on the spot...and he dislikes being challenged even more then that. But he's also notably not simply walking away from the two women. His expression likely says enough though, along with a long heavy and weighty silence that seems to grow more dense and ominous as the seconds pass. Then: "...I aint making no promises. Sometimes things just happen and people can get hurt. Let's face it...Mutant Town is a good spot for folk to be able to lie low in or move through if they don't want to be noticed or stand out. I know a few sites here myself.." His body shifts from side to side, a sort of mild anxiousness at it all and then he finally simply concedes, "..No harm in putting a little rumor out that The Juggernaut's got a favorite spot in Mutant Town and doesn't want the place or place around it jacked up..I suppose.."

14760/An (Un)Lucky Day In Mutant Town

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