15875/The Brave and the Bold

The Brave and the Bold
Date of Scene:	06 December 2023
Location:	Washington Heights, Manhattan
Synopsis:	Skye and Hyperion meet by accident, but Skye knows a secret about his future!
Cast of Characters:	Hyperion, Quake

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Hyperion has posed:
Not everything is always so busy. Given, Manhattan is a very busy city. People honk their horns, the hospital workers break their back until a patient is properly helped then do the same with the next. Police officers stand on their corners or sit in their vehicles waiting for danger to appear. Families walk along the sidewalk alongside corporate giants as they head to work and play alike.

It's a good city.

Above them, a single figure flies through the skies.

Metropolis has Superman. Gotham has Batman. The world has the Avengers and the Justice League. New York has, among more than a few heroes, Hyperion. His golden cape hanging from his shoulders above a dark-colored bodysuit with black boots and a golden belt that has a 'radiation' emblem on the front, Hyperion flies almost slowly through the heavens until he comes to a careful stop.

He's hovering there.

He looks down, his senses expanding.

Listening for signs of danger or trouble...Or, just someone to help. He's trying to be better. A full beard covers his face, his hair coming down to his shoulders in brown-auburn hues. A serious man with a hidden warmth.

Quake has posed:
Skye doesn't go out of the Trisk (or her home) very often - which might have been the first clue that maybe 'this wasn't a good idea to begin with' (t/m).

Over to the right of her was a new pizzeria. Which normally she wouldn't have been tempted by. Except she had an email coupon for if she dropped by in person, and seeing that she had not found another place to replace Gino's, and she was in the neighbourhood she thought 'why not?

Except the parking meter was only cash only - their debit was on the fritz. And who didn;t have cash?

Skye. That who.

"Fuck!"

She was >this< close to using her SHIELD ID so that she could run in.. How bad would it be.. really?

*grumble grumble*

Hyperion has posed:
'FUCK!'

Hyperion looks down, noticing Skye seemingly having trouble with teh parking meter. Cash is strangely less commonplace now that everything is digital. Cards are the IOU of finance that gets paid off later when it's time for bills. Hyperion stares for a brief moment, looking at Skye as she considers rushing in with her SHIELD ID and considering the pros and cons.

"Hm."

Hyperion suddenly bolts away.

"Excuse me, miss."

Teh caped hero himself was right next to her. When did he get there? But he's offering her some money. "I think this might help you out, if you want." He suggests to her, a friendly look in his eyes even if his lips arn't exactly angled in a normal friendly manner.

"I've heard about this place. I recommend it. The marguerita pizza is to die for." he points at the pizza place.

Quake has posed:
Huh?

Where did HE come from? Mind you, he doesn't seem scary, or about to do something nefarious. Some days, Skye thinks too much about her work - not everyone was a potential bad man in disguise..

Taking the quarters from him, and actually looking him up and down, she laughs. Definitely /not/ a bad guy. Though she hasn't seen him in the news, or webpages.. Hrm.

"Thanks. I would have just used my bank card, but it's jammed. So they have a good marguerita pizza do they? Would you like to split it? Name's Skye. You're new around here, aren't you?"

Hyperion has posed:
Where indeed!?

Yet, Hyperion gladly offers Skye the change that she can use, though he stands there somewhat proudly. He's confident. He stands tall. Obviously he can't tell if there's any kind of knowledge of who he is, but he seems happy that she's chosen to be friendly instead of telling him to go fuck himself or other crude remark. She accepts the quarters and he takes a step back from her and tries to stay long enough to make sure she is able to get squared away regardles.

"Sorry about that." He tells her about the bank card being jammed. Though he seems surprised when she asks him if he would like to split it.

"I..." He's taken aback! "I would love to, if you don't mind it." He shrugs. "Somewhat. Normally I'm much farther north, but I try to be where people need help." He offers her his arm. "It's nice to meet you, Skye. I've been called Hyperion, but I prefer Mark."

Quake has posed:
"Then Mark it is."

Skye puts the quarters in the meter and faces him. "I meant split the eating, not the cost. I'm picking that up. I can always pick up another one to take home. Come on." She leads to the door of the pizzeria.

After they order, Skye finds a table near the back, where she can sit and view the people coming in, and moving along the sidewalk. "I've been up north a couple of times. For work. Kinda remedial training things. Occasionally we have cultural exchanges in my work. Last time was Dinah Drake. Though it all depends on who the Director sends our way. I'm sort of an information specialist."

Ha! Information Specialist her ass. Not to mention a kick ass field agent when necessary.

Hyperion has posed:
"Thanks."

It felt morepersonal, this. Skye could've given him any name she felt like and Mark probably would've believed it or heard that brief off-beat in her heart to tell she was lying. But she told him the truth, a total stranger, and he appreciated it. That being said, Mark nods. "Don't worry, I understand what you meant." He chuckles. "Alright, alright. But I'll buy the one you're taking home, just to return the favor. Debts can be a thing, you know." He teases her.

Yet as they walk in, Hyperion seems to give a little wave to the folks who look at a dude in full superhero garb weird, not really minding what they think. He joins her at the table, taking a seat and enjoying hte people watching while they converse. "Dinah Drake, you say?" Hyperion chuckles. "She's a friend of mine. And if you know her and the Director, then you must be close with Alpha Flight."

He peers at her. "Which means you're probably SHIELD."

Smart man!

"Sometimes, things just work out. Though Dinah's been deeply busy lately with her own business, though I try to check in a couple times as I can. Haven't spoken to the Director in a long while. Though if you're an information specialist, you must be /very/ good at your job."

Quake has posed:
"Smart man." She chuckles. "I'm their resident hacker. So, I would say I'm /very/ good at my job. Very, very good." In fact she's one the world's foremost hackers. " The Director is supposedly sending us a replacement for Dinah any day now."

The fact that she's seen the emails that pertain to that fact? She doesn't let on.

So /this/ was Mark. Interesting. Very different from Dinah. That much was for certain.

"We've had a good relationship with Alpha Flight. They were instrumental when I was redoing my abilities. They kept the area clean of any drones or such." A hacker needing to keep drones off of her??

"And don't worry about the cost. The whole thing was half price with the coupon. Seems they want to grow their home base. Which is why I was here." Well not here. But it would take up too much time to explain. And Mark wasn't quite checked into their systems.. yet.

Hyperion has posed:
"I try my best."

Mark jokes with that little quip. "Granted, not nearly as smart as Dinah or the Director - clearly, considering she's the Director and I'm not - but I try." he chuckles softly. "Is she?" Mark seems to lift a hand to his chin for a moment. "I don't think I threw my hat in that ring, but I could give her a call and see if she might consider me up to the task. I'm in New York anyway for the foreseeable future, so I might as well play the role of the in-between."

He lifts his large shoulders in a shrug. "and Alpha Flight has had a good relationship with SHIELD. Though your abilities? I wasn't aware of that detail. Clean of any drones...they helped you test it out?" He questions. "Though it's strange that a hacker needs help keeping drones off of her back." A playful jab, not meant to insult.

"Alright, alright, fair enough." regarding hte price. "Speaking of coupons, do you usually get them from the paper or?" Mark didn't know how to coupon?! The SHAME!

Quake has posed:
"Email. They emailed me." Skye winks, and as the pizza was down she began to eat it. "Not bad."

"I wasn't testing drones."

Skye puts her pizza down, and rolled up her sleeves, exposing the bracers which she wore. "For a time I was out of commission. I , uhm, was kidnapped and exposed to a mutagenic formula that made me have powers. Until I had them under control, we felt it better to take me away from the hustle and bustle of everyday life and put me in a place up north."

"The bracers are to keep me from breaking my bones. Watch."

She took a cup of water, and slowly made the water tremble by stretching out her hand. Then shakes over the edges of the glass. Then it stopped. Putting her sleeves into place, she shrugs. "At first I didn't have control over it."

"My other name is Quake."

Hyperion has posed:
"Email. Right. Email." Mark corrects with a bit of a smile. The pizza is good to go and Mark reaches for a slice, takes a bite at the tip. "Oooh, delicious." Mark smiles, happily starting to eat the pizza when he pauses to see the bracers on her arms. She was exposed to a mutagenic formula that gave her abilities, and she needed time to train and harness them so she didn't cause unnecessary damage. Smart. "Huh." He remarks softly, before he's watching her make the water tremble.

"That's...I'm sorry that you're powers are painful for you without those." He remarks. But it makes sense. If she uses too much vibrations or ones that are frankly too powerful, she could shatter her bones.

"Quake. Like Earthquake. I like it." Hyperion smiles softly. "It's...difficult to get control over your abilities. My own took...my life, to master, I feel like." He shakes his head.

"But I'm glad they were able to help you control it. So...you hack and you tremble things apart. Sounds like my kind of person." He smirks. "Do you do this...hero work too then? Or are you purely an agent?"

Quake has posed:
Skye shrugs again.

"As it turns out, I was kidnapped because of who my mother was. She was always going to show me my heritage. If I didn't have the particular body chemistry the mutagenic formula wouldn't have worked. Hell, it had a high probability that it wasn't going to work. The kidnapper made it trying to use the same thing that the real crystals did. I blew up the underwater laboratory with my chrysalis exploding."

She takes another bite of pizza. "SHIELD uses my newfound abilities. Though, I can't say they are newfound anymore." She doesn't tell him about the Birds. That is a secret.

Hyperion has posed:
"Well, I guess that begs to question...who was your mother? Clearly someone extremely important if people were willing to kidnap you because of who your mother was." He reuses the word 'was' because she did. It's a slight implication, but he assumes her mother has passed and he seems to catch himself slightly, with Mark clearing his throat. "Sorry, that is...a DEEPLY personal question that you don't have to answer."

Quick, Mark, find a change of subject!

"Wait, you needed a correct body chemistry for the mutagenic formula to even work? So...if it didn't, would it have just killed you?" He blinks at her. "Chrysalis? Like a bug?" He asks her. This is just...getting confusing, so instead of asking more about mom, he doubles down on what happened. "And...crystals. What kind of crystals? They helped cause the transformation?" He rubs the back of his neck.

"Wow, that's...a lot. I'm so sorry." He remarks to her. "But at least you can use it to help people." He doesn't know about hte birds.

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