16662/A snack in time

A snack in time
Date of Scene:	29 December 2024
Location:	The Dark Side Bakery, Flushing
Synopsis:	Sam tries to help out an old blood or a blueblood.
Cast of Characters:	Cannonball, Blueblood

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Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie has decided to stop by and grab some baked goods. So, before work he decided to stop by. Hw is wearing a dress shirt with Club Evolution on the chest above a pocket. He scans about as he steps in to see if there is a line.

Blueblood has posed:
Blueblood emerges from the restroom carrying a duffel, presumably storing his former homemade suit therein. He sets the bag down to adjust his 'new' hood, wiggling his chin. "What do you think?" he asks generally? "-- should I get a hat? Wear a starfisch on my hyead?"

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie looks over as the man comes out and raises a brow and says "Well, that depends, hero suit, or something else?" He asks, not seeming to be to odded out at the question

Blueblood has posed:
Blueblood eyes Guthrie, sidelong. "If you're pulling on fireproof underpants for sex, you myay be overselling eet, nyet?" He nods. "Just starting my new arc!" His arms go wide! "... weren't you one of the kids at the dance?" A squint.

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie smiles and says "Well there are other things, could have been a ski, wet suit, or something for some advertisement, did not have to be sex." He smirks a bit and says "Not sure, Ah would consider myself a kid, but yea Ah was at the gathering the other night.,"

Blueblood has posed:
Blueblood shakes his head. "Nobody under thirty is-- your brain is--" A sigh. "Yes fine, fully adult and responsible for your own decisions. A shame our job involves so much head-trauma." He waddles over behind Guthrie in line, breaking in his new suit by stretching. "Been well? Safe and healthy?"

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie 's brow raises a bit as he could mention he runs a club as a job, but says "Yea, Ah am good, and as for the suit not bad, but do you plan on some head and face protection?" He seems to be honestly trying to give advice on the suit.

Blueblood has posed:
Blueblood shrugs? "I had safety glasses. Hardhat. Trying to appeal to a better class of poorse-snatcher. Is still a 'maybe.'"

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie hmmms and will hold up a finger making an order, and then turns back "Ok, whats your powers and do ya have a theme idea?"

Blueblood has posed:
Blueblood *scoffs.* "Like this is my first day?! I was out there--" he gestures to the city with a *hand* "-- when you were still in short pants." He raps his chest. "Blueblood will stay Blueblood."

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie looks over and says "Hey, Ah just trying to help out, and give ya my opinion, but if your not wanting honest opinion It looks great, GO BlueBlood."

Blueblood has posed:
Blueblood ducks his head a little. "Humility is hard to come by in our gig. Something about 'I have powers?!' seems to trigger '... and with dem I shall change de wohrld!' A sigh.

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie shrugs and says "Ah don't know, Ah have always tried to listen to folks. But seriously if your trying to reinvent yourself as a new version of your old self, you might want to look at it, as someone coming along to pick up the identity, and approach it that way.

Blueblood has posed:
Blueblood nods. "Now there is advice!" he agrees. "-- as for powers, I am kind of octopus-man. Limpyet-man. Stretch, stick, deflate."

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie hmms and nods his head a bit to this and says "Well, you don't want to go to octopus, folks will either consider ya goofy or trying to cover Doc Oc's gimmick." He hmmms "Can ya see better in darkness or anything like that?"

Blueblood has posed:
Blueblood sighs, wistful. "Alas, no. I don't think. Eyes open underwater? All day."

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie nods a bit and says "So, no real reason to do a dark dark eye cover, something where you could see through but others could not see your eyes.

Blueblood has posed:
Blueblood *waves* a hand, dismissive. "Had enough of the tabloids already. No interest in courting the fashion-blogs, not even the ones for us!"

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie says, "Well was thinking more so who you were against could not see where you were looking harder to project what you were going to do.""

Blueblood has posed:
Blueblood gives an appreciative nod? "Is true, maybe there are mind-readers who must look you in the eyes, still."

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie says, "Well not just that, when your planning something if they see ya looking at the guy on the left, instead of them right on, they may put you on going towards that guy first."

Blueblood has posed:
Blueblood ohs? "What are your powers? Computer-brain? Master tactician? Immortal who's fought in a dozen wars?"

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie smirks a bit and says "Well, I fly, pretty fast, and through things."

Blueblood has posed:
Blueblood nods, taking his coffee black. He discreetly adds a sugar, then two. "Sounds like you could use a hardhat! Ten dollars!" He grins.

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie says, "I am pretty good when it comes to that type of thing." He explains. He then says "So, your planning on getting back into the game serious Ah take it, you been working on your hand to hand and such?"

Blueblood has posed:
Blueblood shrugs. "Do we ever stop training? Of course!" He gives Guthrie a skeptical look. "Why, you need sparring partner?"

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie shakes his head a bit and says "Na, Ah am pretty good, Ah just wanted to make sure, know some if they aint been doing it in a while might have been living a normal life instead.

Blueblood has posed:
Blueblood *waves* his hands around a little. "I have a _school!_ we have _holograms!_" He takes a long, grim sip of his drink. "I train in a gym for retired circus-bears. Am built like a Stretch Armstrong toy anyway." He finishes his coffee. "Except obviously the groin-parts. Extremely undoll-like. Goes without saying."

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie 's brow raises a bit at the guy and says "Ok, Again, your being an ass, Ah aint saying Ah am better than your or anything, Ah generally have folks Ah spar with when Ah need to. Am trying to offer my thoughts on things. Not saying how anyone does something is better than the other."?

Blueblood has posed:
Blueblood exhales. He centers himself, or tries to. "I am sorry. Was out of line, and I apologize." A shrug? "You're young. Whole life ahyead of you. I did not hyave all your advantages, and mask my bitterness with hyumor. We both must be... gentle to ourselves. And each other."

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie looks over and says "Yea, well remember in your line of work, one folks aint always as young as they look. Yea, Ah am in my early 20s, but that aint always the case. And also, just because someone is young does not mean they aint seen a lot of stuff. And that goes for folks who aint got powers too. Just cause we have powers, does not put us above others. We are trying to help folks, to make the world a better place right? If you put yourself above others thats a dangerous slope to start on.

Blueblood has posed:
Blueblood *salutes* with his coffee and grabs his duffel, eyeing the door. "Good to catch up. I should get back to my voicemail, though. Next time we're out I'll buy. Remind me how you take your coffee?"

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie smirks a bit "Ah usually do soda or tea over coffee." he tells the other man but does nod to him and says "Have a good one."

Blueblood has posed:
Blueblood nods. "I'll remember. See you, you know. 'Around.'" He heads out the door, into the snow and fuss of modern life.