16/What Chocolate

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What Chocolate
Date of Scene: 07 April 2017
Location: Metropolis
Synopsis: After the attempted robbery at the Mint, Crusader and Dazzler meet. A bag of dropped chocolates mysteriously disappear!
Cast of Characters: Crusader, Dazzler




Crusader has posed:
Metropolis was still abuzz after the giant robots had tried to rob the mint. Police cars were around taking statements, investigating the scene, and taking any clues they could get. Many of the heros involved had taken leave at some point, most before the police actually came.

Crusader though, was still in the area. He had dissappeared earlier to check on one of the people involved, but soon came back and was in the area. He generaly did not like leaving a place untill he was sure he was no longer needed. The large, muscular caped figure was...intimidating to most citizens. He was humanoid but had a beard of many fine tendrills that seemed to be of the same material of his oddly organic looking 'power armor' and most of his face save for his golden eyes hidden within his helm. His stance was rigid and commanding.... and oddly humerous as he chompped down on a choclate bar

....actually he had an entire bag of chocolate bars next to him!

Dazzler has posed:
From up the street, the tap-tap-tap of Alison Blaire's black, calf-height Prada boots sounds on the sidewalk. A civilian in appearance, she weaves her way past the on-lookers with a cell phone in one hand and a curious bite to her lip. Was an evening in Metropolis ruined? The pristine flat-ironed strands of her blonde hair and the short-sleeved black dress she wears with the jagged, bitchin' hemline are signs that point to yes.

Some people run away from the sirens. Others run after them. Alison, while not known for being a hero, is apparently the latter.

"Excuse me, sc'use me." Alison says as she slips past a pair of bearded hipsters in plaid. She smoothes the back of her skirt and holds it in place as she rounds a newspaper machine. Tapping out the last of her message on her newly repaired phone's screen, she comes to a stop in front of the MPD's sawhorse and stands on her toes, trying to get a better look at the chocolate-guzzling hero.

Crusader has posed:
Crusader eyes fall on Alison... they weren't cold....but the lack of pupils might give a regular person person the shivers. He recognizes her from visiting his store the otherday. And.... it did not like things have gone well for her.

He picked up his bag of chocolate and begins heading over with an aura of confidence. Some people activly avoided him, but he clearly was not egotistical in his power as he politly got out of the way of authorities and civilians alike.

Once in front of Alison he looks down at her, as he did notice she was trying to get a look at him. His voice was deep but oddly organic and metalic sounding "Do you need help Mam?"

Dazzler has posed:
Looking every bit curious, like many of the other faces swaying and leaning to get a better look, Alison is leaning to peer over a cop's shoulder when Crusader starts over. She's under six feet tall, the cop IS six feet tall, and the closer Crusader gets, the less she has to stand on her toes. By the time he's in front of her and she's looking way up to get a look at the metallic man's eyes and helm, she's standing back on her heels.

"Help? No, nooooo-" Alison waves her hand with a laugh and quickly tucks a lock of hair behind her ear. She jerks a carefully manicured thumb over her shoulder. "I heard the sirens and I wanted to make sure everything was okay uptown. You're...awfully large." Alison blinks. "Is this your crime that you cleaned up?"

Crusader has posed:
Crusader somehow manages to give a dashing smile and light but deep chuckle "Not by myself. No. One was merely helping. Other beings too helped to bring down the.... admittedly unexpected criminal" he gesutres to the 10ft robots being heaved onto various trucks to be taken away "A remote attack that the authorties will be investigating"

When Alison mentions his size it seems the smile than reaches his eyes "Indeed, one is. This is optimal for maxium intimidation of foes, inspiring of awe, and allowing one to operate within the constraints of cities" and with that he take out a choclate bar and offers it to Alison "If one might ask good citizen, what has happened to you?"

Dazzler has posed:
"Well, that explains all of the flatbed trucks." Alison laughs and goes to her toes again. She spies one such robot being hoisted onto a flatbed and then strapped down dozens of times over just in case. She rocks back to her heels with a laugh and looks back up to Crusader. "Well nothing's on fire and no one's screaming, so...good job, big guy."

With a careful look to the cop, Alison reaches out across the sawhorse to take the offered chocolate bar. Her lips twist into a sweet smile as she takes it...and then immediately flips it over to read the nutritional information on the back of it.

"Nothing bad's happened to me." Alison looks up from the bar with a smirk. "I was having a salad at a fast food place across from one of the clubs. I wasn't really sure what I was going to be doing in town tonight, but salad first. Then the sirens. So I walked all of the way from eighty-fifth to make sure everything was okay." Alison taps her chest softly. "I'm in the life, so I've been on the other side of the police tape before Mister...?"

Crusader has posed:
"This one is of The Crusade. Though Crusader works just fine" and he gives a bow "And what of yourself? What is your name?" before becomming erect once more. "Though you have must have a healthy dose of adventure and justice in your spirit" he comments simply.

One of the officers walk over. A rather unremarkable individual, that gulps as if not wanting to say anything. "Ummm... ahem" a sharp look from Crusader makes the man take a step back

Crusader chuckles "If you are the law young officer, than one suggest you take comfort in your authroity and wield it with respect. For many thank you for it. Now what were you going to say?"

The cop, a nervous rookie seems to gather himself togeather "F-firstly the MPD thanks you for the infomation you got for us. Also, chief says you can go whenever you wish, we are done taking statements." and he turns and after waving good bye procedes to the next group

Dazzler has posed:
A bit of a loss for words, Alison crosses an ankle behind her leg and dips to meet Crusader's bow with a polite dip of her own. "Crusader? That's rather fitting for ten feet tall of steel." Alison grins wryly. Back to her full height, she adjusts the bangle bracelets on her wrist and steps back, giving the police officer room to interrupt.

"Awfully polite, isn't he?" Alison asks the officer, then gives Crusader a narrowed eye and an 'okay' circle with her fingers. She steps closer to the barricade and leans a hip against it, taking the time offered by the cop's interruption to look, once again, at the sugar content on the back of the chocolate bar.

"Alison. Blaire. And lucky you, you're all free to go." A beat. "I was in one of these a few days ago and I was giving statements for an hour, so this is the best part." Alison bobs her head, then lifts a shoulder. "So, maybe a little dose of adventure and justice, maybe just willing to help out, but when a cop flips over a notebook? I do my civic duty, Crusader."

Crusader has posed:
Crusader chuckles deeply once more. "Not quite steel, but one apprecaites the compliment. And one apprecaite that you perform your duties as a civilian. Hopefully other follow youe example" heaven knows that some people avoid the police and statements like the plague

"It is good that you are okay Ms.Blaire." he turns to her. Mingling with civilians was a good thing. "Your quite into health one sees. If this is not too forward, this one wonders if he may take you for a meal." a pause "None standard, one knows. But it rare to get to know citizens beyound saving lives or being at a crime"

Dazzler has posed:
"Well, everyone loves cops." Ahem. Alison says it with a little curl to her voice and a glance down to her boots. The famous mutant may, once or twice, have been asked for statements on recorded aggressiveness of other police departments against mutants. "The good ones at least," Alison adds to her feet, then snaps her head up, sharply. "Yes! Yes, I'm fine. Unharmed, see."

Alison extends her arms and flips the chocolate bar in one hand. It does a flip in the air and she catches it, using it like a wand to hover from the tip of her head to her belly. No blood! She's looking better than the scrapes she'd received from sliding over the pavement a day before.

"So, I did only get half of my salad before heading up this way." Alison does a quick glance over her shoulder, careful to keep her eyes low to dodge as much of the stray cell phone video that might be present. "It's not too forward, no, everyone needs to eat and you've probably worked up an appetite. Do you..." Alison looks up, brows ruffling together. "...know a place that you can actually get through the door to?"

Crusader has posed:
Crusader chuckles "Do not threat over media." yes he did recognize she was the fame popstar "One can block such intrusive devices as needed" he rubs his beard. This may or may not make an athlete jeolouse, considering how fit Crusader is "Well actually, One does not need to eat, it is simply enjoyable."

At the question of getting through a door, he actualy lets out a rather familiar booming laugh... not to different from Bjorn. But no way this fella could be him! "One may fit through any door. While this size is preferable, one can....change into a more accomodating size, if you wish it" he steps around the sawhorse and offer Alison his arm

Dazzler has posed:
"Oh, if you don't fret about the media, the media's gonna get you, Crusader." Alison's laugh is like a chime, with dentist-white teeth as she matches her smile to the laugh, something she's perfected over the years. "If you can shut off electronics, they'll go back to film. If they can't sell film, they'll sell stories. Once you're in the game, they're in the game with you."

Taking a step back to give Crusader room around the sawhorse, Alison collects her phone into her left hand and looks way up. The Crusader has nearly three feet of height on her, and the sonic vibration from his laugh alone causes a few specks of light to lift off of her shoulders and fade into the sky. "So, you can shrink and grow, and disable electronic devices?" Alison reaches up and wraps her wrist around his forearm. "Please, puh-lease don't accidentally fry my phone, okay? I just got the thing fixed. I'm going to start putting money aside for my collateral damage phone budget."

Crusader has posed:
"Fair enough, but this one does not worry about media himself. All that is important is truth, honor, obediance and above all justice" Crusader says. Really it could have sounded like some cliche line....but the way he says it, it is almost as if it was his life, as if it was just more than words

"One can do far far more....mabey. Admittedly it is a learning curve. The base instincks are there, but that is about it. By....earth standards one might not be considered a 'real' person" another chuckle "And one will not fry thy phone" quite gradually he shrinks untill he is only a foot taller than Alison, but what he loses in height, he makes up with muscles that seem to have grown some. "So, you turn sound into light? Must be a fantastic ability to have" he says seeming to admire such an ability "Where would you suggest? Metropolis is new to one"

Dazzler has posed:
"Those are...really important things!" Alison says with a dip of her head. Casually agreeing with him, she continues to let her hair cover the sides of her face. Truth? Honor? Oh, by her tone she agrees with the Crusader, convincing as she may sound, but there's also things like FAME, BEING IMPORTANT, SPA WEEKENDS, DRESS FITTINGS, and HER CAR. "I think I just have this list of things a million long that are important, but that's a lot of juggling, too. It's difficult."

"I know a place." Alison clears her head and points down the street. "I sometimes dine at this mutant-friendly hotel and they don't let in outside press, so you can actually have a quiet meal." Alison pauses, glancing over to Crusader and watching as he changes shape. She smiles with lifted brows, then looks back foward. "All kinds of neat tricks, but you don't actually eat, you said? They do coffee and drinks, too. I've got all kinds of questions."

Crusader has posed:
Crusader barks a rolling gentle laugh "Do not get one wrong, one enjoys other relaxing activities. But... well" he wasn't sure how to explain. "But one is glad you have many important things in your life!" and seemed genuin about it

"One does not need to eat... one simply choose too" by the way, where did that bag of chocolate bars go. It seemed to just dissappear. "One is willing to answer all.... within reason. One hopes you return the favor" he flashes a grin showing his own pearly whites...and large canines too boot. But none the less he walks side by side with Alison to the resturant "It sounds like a good hotel than. One will be happy to try it!"