15794/Hey I know that guy...

Hey I know that guy...
Date of Scene:	12 November 2023
Location:	Cafe - Greenwich Village
Synopsis:	Two old friends met for dinner.
Cast of Characters:	Firestar, Hyperion

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Firestar has posed:
Finals week is coming up. Angelica has books laying on a table and a cup of coffee in hand. She stifles a yawn and continues to scowl at the Philosophy book.

Closing a book, she sighs and pushes it aside to look into another one. She takes a drink of coffee and snorts,"Science is real. This garbage..." she growls at the books.

Hyperion has posed:
Coffee.

Need.....coffee.

Well, not really. Marc only needs the light of the sun, the radiation it bears, in his skin and he pretty much has everything he needs to survive. But in his many attempts to be like a normal person, Mark drinks coffee.

...sometimes.

But he walks through the door of the cafe, a baseball cap on his head and wearing a flannel shirt with work jeans, his truck parked out front, and he rolls up his sleeves as he steps up to the counter and orders a coffee, black and bitter.

Yet his super hearing picks up the groans of a highly familiar individual: Angelica. Huh. Alpha Flight alumni!

Firestar has posed:
Angelica grumbles at the books and finally sets them aside. She takes another drink of her coffee and glances up at the new arrival. She blinks once, twice, and a smile slowly crosses her face. She watches him get settled and studies the clothing he wears. A shake of her head and she gets up and walks to where he is standing nudging him with her hip,"Get your order and come sit with me stranger."

Hyperion has posed:
Footsteps.

Louder. Louder still.

Then Mark is being nudged at the hip by a lively and beautiful Angelica. He turns his head and meets her eyes, a smile that reaches his eyes forking on his features as he regards her with warmth. "Hey stranger. Fancy seeing you here."

Asked to sit by her after he gets his order, he chuckles. "Deal. Hope I'm not dropping in on anything important."

Firestar has posed:
The smile stays in place and she shakes her head,"It's been too long."

She turns to head back to the table,"Easy to find me around New York now. I left James, Heather, and the others to come back home to study at NYU."

She heads back to her table and tells him,"Not at all. Studying for finals. Philosophy sucks, but the rest is well in hand." She gets back to her table and settles into her seat again.

Hyperion has posed:
It takes a moment until Mr. Milton is able to get his coffee, but when he does? He takes a long sip before moving to follow Angelica to her table. "Way too long. If I knew you were in town I'd have invited you to lunch."

At least hes thoughtful! "Noted. I meant ask how the rest of the crew were doing. I haven't been up to see them in...well, too long." He shrugs. Yet as they arrive at her table, he pulls out a chair and takes a seat. "Philosophy is hard? Then we're all doomed. Isn't it just about asking questions?"

"Like...Socrates and shit?"

Firestar has posed:
Angelica settles into her seat more,"I still have the same number so call me whenever." she tells him and looks at the books with a sigh.

She doesn't cross that bridge for now and tells him,"I was up there just over a month ago. By all appearances then, things were about normal. Such as they can be."

Looking at the books again she tells him,"Science is real. Makes sense. Giving someone my opinion or thoughts on something and being told I am wrong, but could be right if you tell someone else...that's too screwed up for me."