14865/Gamma Cooked Pizza

Gamma Cooked Pizza
Date of Scene:	29 March 2023
Location:	Upper East Side, Manhattan
Synopsis:	An Avatar and A Star have a cnversations over Pizza. It's New York.
Cast of Characters:	Juggernaut, Solaire

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Juggernaut has posed:
Domino's is hoppin' tonight.

Though nornmally known more for its take out and delivery as opposed to being any sort of eatery, a local neighborhood group has opted to serve the community with free pizza resulting in various tables and chairs set up on the sidewalks just outside of the busy shop. A fundraiser of sorts is under way to benefit local schools and assist in other assorted sundries and the folk here are just enjoying the evening and the food that is coming along with it.

One such individual stands out more then the rest, having wandered through the area on his way to some appointment or another. Charities is hardly the sort of thing that interests one Cain Marko - but free pizxa? Now that he can work with.

Considering that the man is huge on a scale that would put entire teams of linebackers and bodybuilder super heavy weight lineups to shame.. there is some worry on the features of the servers as he wanders into line and boredly makes his way towards the serving stations. It's something akin to Godzilla coming up to you for a hot dog after all.

Solaire has posed:
    It's a pretty normal night until there's a flash of bright light from the sky and someone in a dark, shiny suit hitting the ground. The scent of pizza is ambrosia to a starved nose, and Solaire's interested in the sidewalk dispensing of said aromatic eats. Noting a queue, Solaire does follow suit to join in, the -noticibly large- individual before him in line is not given much attention but there may be more than a handful of individuals expressing some concern of a fiery deceleration and the star-eyed individual that's rubbernecking essentially the entire block.

Juggernaut has posed:
Sudden happenings like this are not unheard of in New York. One hesitates to say 'not unusual' but ..they happen enoughh and some present react accordingly. The immediate area clears out as people shield their eyes, others duck down to dip behind tables, some of which are overturned and various loud shocks of surprise and dismay raise up into the air ..

Until it seems that nothing awful is happening and the newcomer just wants to get some food.

The servers stare, dumbfounded but..after a pause..seem to attempt to resettle themselves while giving each other wary glances. As for the gigantic man.

"What th'hell.." Cain's response is one of startlement as, naturally, he wasn't expecting a sudden star to just arrive in the area with no warning but plenty of fanfare. He turns slightly shielding his eyes with his immense forarm and then when he lowers it he finds himself looking down at the shining new arrival with clear confusion on his face.

He blinks a few times and then glances around the area as if searching for others of superhuman origin and then he looks back to Soilare and asks bluntly, "Uh..who're you? New local good guy?"

Solaire has posed:
    Solaire is, unfortunately, no surprise to commotion when he lands from sky. And as such he displays little reply to the reception, though with the line seizing up in the scramble he takes a sharp inhale from his nose, a muted sigh.

    Solaire's glow has dissipated almost entirely, save for the speckles of starlight from his eyes. "I am Solaire Yrael. And I am just here for" he leans to the side to ensure the table is still running. "-pizza. I do not often see food on offer without mercantile exchange." is his answer and explanation to the questions imposed by Cain. "Unless I have misread and this some sort of private ordeal I have wandered in on."

Juggernaut has posed:
"It's some sorta charity..neighborhood..thing.."

Cain's deep gravelly voice rumbles out with a casual gesture of his immense arm to indicate the area. He's not someone who follows things like this obviously but he does add, "I aint go ta problem with it. I guess I'll toss somethin' in the pot."

So he doesn't have an entirely coal heart on such matters despite his dismissive tone.

The giant does note the visitors reaction to the antics of the crowd and he smirks lightly before turning and shrugging lightly to the servers. Two slices are already ready. One for the giant and the other for the newcomer and Cain reaches down to grab his paper plate while adding, "..So it aint -exactly- free per se but..not the sorta thing they'll hold against ya if you don't get anything to give. I guess a good thought and a prayer will do." He waves his free hand idly, "..I guess you aint from around here then. So not a local good guy."

Solaire has posed:
    Solaire steps in and accepts the other offered plate with a stiffly presented nod, and glances up while stepping just out of line. Content to see if following his new acquaintance would be an option.

    "Were it only that all establishments accepted thoughts.. and prayers as currency. "I am most certainly not from around here. This star is a talkative one, perhaps in part due to those it harbours." he says with perhaps, hopefully, some hint how foreign he is. "I am not a local anything, if that term refers to being of this area." trying to piece the context in.

Juggernaut has posed:
"There's a little thing called 'rent' and 'the economy'. Can't run a business on thoughts and prayers, yeah?"

Cain has nearly finished his slice off and has indeed stepped away from the line to toss his paper plate into a nearby ready trash bag.

"People pay rent even in space, yeah?"

Seems like he did peg him for where he's truly from based on his words and responses to him -- but such a conclusion would probably not be so quickly reached by the average person or someone of common knowledge.

"So yer from off world eh? What, you make a wrong turn at Mars or something?"

Solaire has posed:
    Solaire listens to these words, but may need more information to put meaning to 'rent' and 'economy'. "I suppose so, though good word and favours are acceptable barter are they not?" he queries in response to Cain.

    Solaire's first bite of the pizza is followed by steam and hissing as cheese fries in his mouth and then dark smoke billows with his next exhale. Each bite repeats this process, but the crust is less noisy with less moisture and more smoke and contained fire. "You may need to explain rent."

    While Solaire sees people disposing of the plates as trash, he instead opts to eat his own. Though it's quickly ablaze after a first bite and he more hurriedly crumples and stuffs the smouldering ball into his mouth for a quicker snack. "I have been drifting for. Well, time is hard to discern in a translatable scale when there is no planet, or spin, or 'sun' to help with measuring it. Where is 'Mars'? I believe this is the right world, the blue one with water and. Moderate heat compared to the rest around this star. Unless I have the wrong star, but I doubt this.." he begins to ramble quietly in thought about being friends with 'Sol' and how it's unlikely he has the wrong system.

Juggernaut has posed:
"Right.."

HIs deep low voice drips with a mixture of sarcasm, irony and mild annoyance. "Two in one week. Man. They aint handin' brains out along with super powers these days are they.."

That probably sounds like nonsense to Solaire but such is the result of listening to one briefly talking to themselves. Would seem that Cain has had quite the list of unusual encounters of late.

"You don't know what rent is? Well..you'll find out on your own I guess. As to the rest... yeah you hit the right planet. I was making a joke."

Cain narrows his eyes as he notes the process of the pizza being eaten and he wrinkles his nose before saying, "You uh...kinda hot on the inside there, eh> You actually tasting that?"

Solaire has posed:
    Solaire listens intently. "Pickled brains are quite a delicacy, are all those with.. 'super powers' not entitled any longer to a free meal of them?" this is almost entirely borne of a culture and language barrier.

    "Oh, thank you for clarifying. Learning a lew language is hard, let alone an entirely different." he pauses for a relevant word. "Structure of speaking." is that right?

    "I would imagine I am quite hot internally, I am part star. I produce stellar mass over time, most tastes sadly avoid me though." the paper plate was eaten too, perhaps to be of note.

Juggernaut has posed:
The colossal man wrinkles his nose in mild annoyance at the ongoing language kerfluffles. Cain Marko and patience...not something that goes hand in hand no. His fingers drum against the side of his leg but after a few seconds he seems to decide to avoid trying to explain himself or the meaning behind his words and instead inclines his head in curiousity now.

"You...you're a -star-..?" That bit is said with some disbelief though he's forced to pause. Did he not just get into a shoving match with a god of thunder the other day? Stranger things are afoot. In fact..he's probably stranger when all is said and done.

Still this is..quite unusual for him. "I don't talk to stars often." he continues before asking, "So what's the point of eating then? I mean.. I don't need to either but..at least I can taste it and still get a buzz when I drink."

Solaire has posed:
    Solaire nods. "Partly. I was imbued with the essence of a star, the story behind it is not short." he answers briefly. "As part of that, I regularly communicate with other stars on my trips off and between worlds."

    And then the big question. "I do not require sustainance, however, my body still believes it does. I still go through hunger and the feeling of-" this particular word is more of a pitch shift than anything, a keening high note that smooths into baritone. "but I do not seem to lose strength for it. A distraction only. Most of what I eat seems to be made into more fuel for my stellar mass." getting thirsty must suck. "Though I can eat just about anything given the heat I generate." that's nice atleast!

Juggernaut has posed:
The giants eyes seem to almost glaze over as he hears the beginning of the 'origin story' so to speak. He was interested but....not -that- interested.

Still, Solaire manages to hold his attention for a moment and Cain muses over this for a second before finally saying "Well free food aint normally a thing around here and unless you're some sort of homeless guy in need of help...most places aint gonna bother to feed ya so ..you better figure that out. Train yer body to not bother you if you start to get hungry I guess."

It's advice that Solaire is probably already well aware of but Cain is otherwise at a loss of what to say on the matter.

"I guess it don't matter. No shortage of aliens around these parts or folk that'd talk to you or take you in I guess. Probably wanna study you. See what makes you tick."

Solaire has posed:
    Solaire is patient and listens keenly to the large man's words. "I have noticed this, I wound up going to the.. Center Park sometimes and ingest some of the plants. A few of them are quite fragrant while burning, almost a treat." he imparts some forbidden snack knowledge without any hesitation.

    The bit about aliens or people 'taking in' does catch Sol's attention. "Some people wanted to study me, though their interest waned -I suspect due to a lack of organized effort on their part. I suppose I will keep an ear.. to the ground, and attempt to find those that would be so kind to an outside monarch and host him for some time." a small smile. "Thank you, thusfar, for this information."

Juggernaut has posed:
"I'll give you a hint. Do't eat the plants in Central Park and try Star Labs in Metropolis."

Cain's a bad guy but he's not a 'Bad. Guy' as the saying goes. While to say he 'cares' is a stretch.. He can be sociable when the other person is and is being polite. One supposes a curious alien visitor qualities.

"Yeah. Laters." he rumbles absently while waving a hand and turning. Passing by the table for donations, he almost boredly reaches into his pocket and sets down a wad of cash.

They wisely don't ask how he came by it or question him as he continues to move off.