1997/Summertime Sadness

Summertime Sadness
Date of Scene:	15 August 2017
Location:	Unknown
Synopsis:	Summary needed
Cast of Characters:	Crusader, Dragonfly (Arazello)

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Crusader has posed:
It is night-time in Flatbush and not much has changed really. Three months ago, Bjorn seemed to have vanished (along with Crusader) and no one knows where he has been. His shop has therefore been empty gathering Dust and his dog, Borgi the Corgi was apparently left in the care of a neighbor. No one at work, at his barn or anyone has seen any sign of him

But apprently someone has either broken in or has the keys Bjorn Electronics...because a dim light is on inside the store - the blinds hiding whoever was in the store...except to say whoever it was seemed fairly large.

Crusader has posed:
It is night-time in Flatbush and not much has changed really. Three months ago, Bjorn seemed to have vanished (along with Crusader) and no one knows where he has been. His shop has therefore been empty gathering Dust and his dog, Borgi the Corgi was apparently left in the care of a neighbor. No one at work, at his barn or anyone has seen any sign of him

But apprently someone has either broken in or has the keys Bjorn Electronics...because a dim light is on inside the store - the blinds hiding whoever was in the store...except to say whoever it was seemed fairly large.

Dragonfly (Arazello) has posed:
    Night time is when the cockroaches of the neighbourhood come out; the time best suited to catching them and handing them over to authorities. The time best suited, in short, for Dragonfly to do her patrolling. Sure enough, there's a cockroach casting large shadows in Bjorn's shop. The Bjorn who disappeared. The Bjorn who Dragonfly numbered among her friends. It's time to go into action, and this time there's a personal bent to it.
    Gliding silently until the last stretch, Dragonfly suddenly accelerates toward the door, tumbling mid-air to land feet-first on it, near the hinges, to "surf" into the room on the door. (She'll pay for repairs to the door and frame later.) With any luck the door hits the cockroach on the other side and he finds himself flat on the ground with a superhero's weight pushing the door down on top.
    If not, well, it's time for pugilism.

Crusader has posed:
And the Door with Dragonfly on it is caught. The finger curled around look encased in metal as if from a guantlet but a very polished obsidian black as opposed to Bjorn usual pure white...the wood looked splintered from the strength of the grip. And when a voice speaks...it is nearly devoid of emotion, tired really, and very deep (deeper than even Bjorn typical voice) but somehow seems still have that familiar....ring to it."Get out" the mysterious yet familiar figure growls

And whoever it was, was not happy as with a tremendous kick the door is sent sailing back /out/ of the shop with *almost* leathal force all things considered

Dragonfly (Arazello) has posed:
    OK, this is not the usual cockroach. This is someone powered. And careless with those powers. Dragonfly grins a bit as she gets the chance to test her mettle against something other than street toughs who can't last even a second against her.
    Prong one of the attack: the door goes sailing back in with the same level of force as it was thrown out, tossed like a frisbee from the arm and wrist of a walking, talking, flying Barbie doll. She winces a little as the door clips the frame and embeds itself horizontally in the doorway.
    "Mental note: guide the things in flight," she mutters. Still, she's in action on prong two: following up with a high-speed flight, fists extended, straight into the black figure, holding very little back.
    "This is my friend's shop!" she shouts. "YOU get out!"

Crusader has posed:
When their is a clash of powers.....many things can happen. Some make sense, some do not. Case in point - The mysterious figure /catche/ dragonfly by her fist - though the sheer speed slides them backwards some tearing into the floor boards - and the resulting concussive force sends electronics crashing down, and shattering a few of the display cases.

And the figure holding onto Dragonfly...was now other than The Crusader himself - save for the color swatch, where white has become black, steel blue into crimson red and sunglow gold to moonlit silver...even his typical Sun insginia was that of a moon. His eyes a piercing red as they seem to Bore unnaturally into eyes. They seemed almost haunted....as if struggling to recognize her but at the same time angry as all hell, as if the man was not in the best place. And considering his grip was potentially verge of breaking even her grip...that likely not a bad thing to assume

Dragonfly (Arazello) has posed:
    Dragonfly's exhuberence comes to a screeching halt as she recognizes...sort of...Bjorn/Crusader. All exertions beyond "station keeping" to balance Bjorn's force are halted. The free hand is held up open.
    "Bjorn?" she asks, a bit hesitantly. "That's you, isn't it? Sorry, I thought you were an intruder." She looks around the shop, face mortified. And wincing a little as Bjorn's power is brought down to bear on her. "I'll ... uh ... pay for damages, obviously," she continues. "It might take a while, but... well, I do have a job and its well-paid."

Crusader has posed:
"Bjorn...bjorn..." the says as if trying to recognize it. He blinks slowly "...oh" he slowly let go of Dragonflys hands "Right...One is Bjorn" he says in a low voice. He rubs his face right down through the tendrill beard as if having a hard time remembering things
    But than he looks around "...it does not matter." he says still seeming off gage. "...somethings...some identities are best forgotten anyways" he looks to her again
    "......it is Dragonfly...or was it Nancy?" he shakes his head again and heads over to the door and plucks it from where it was lodged. He shifts it back in place - some tendrimms sprout from his back and seek out the bolts and he generaly gets the door fixed. Amazingly - the glass store front was still intact!

Dragonfly (Arazello) has posed:
    "It's both," Dragonfly says. "I've come to the conclusion that I'm both. I have no choice but to whine about it or not." She smiles tentatively, glancing over the strange-yet-familiar figure with some concern. "I chose not. I'm going to make a proper go of this hero thing."

Crusader has posed:
Crusader takes a seat, the chair groans and protest the heavy being "...One rather just be Crusader...and erase Bjorn. It would be best one thinks" good grief where has the man been! This isn't like Bjorn OR Crusader who has always been proud of all sides of themselves. "Still it is good you will be taking a proprer trial of heroism"

Dragonfly (Arazello) has posed:
    "Why would you want to erase your link to humanity?" Dragonfly asks. The tone of her voice indicates she'd be widening her eyes in surprise if she could. "What could possibly be your motivation to be a hero if ... there's nothing to be heroic for?"
    She takes a seat, cross-legged, hovering in the air before Crusader.
    "And ... what happened to you? You vanished without a trace. I thought you'd ... uh ... succumbed or something. And then you come back but ... you're different?"

Crusader has posed:
"Erasing an identity is not erasing humanity. Just because a person does not remember their past selves, such as is the case with long term amnesia, does not mean they lose your humanity" Crusader says
    "But..." he looks into a reflective services "Light...dark. Night, Day. Everything is a cycle....where their is life...there is death" he frowns. Slowly...he changes into Bjorn. But this time Bjorn actually looks old...as if the weight of the world was on his shoulders "...One....Bjorn was" he rubs his face as if trying to keep things traight "...family is gone....there are no more Arttursons....cept Bjorn"

Dragonfly (Arazello) has posed:
    "You lost your family!?"
    Dragonfly leans forward, concern etched on her face. "How did it happen? Why? Who did it?"
    Then leaning back, a dangerous look now taking over. Her voice goes cold and flat. "How can I help? Who do I take down?"
    Something's changed from the Nancy/Dragonfly of old. This one is more confident, less angsty about what she is. And far more willing to step into battle without having it thrust upon her. "Someone messes with a friend," she says, "they're messing with me. I learned that from the 'buddies at least."

Crusader has posed:
Bjorn looks to Nancy and shakes his head "....revenge.... will not make things better" and THAT at the very least sounded like the old Bjorn, the old crusader. "It was not any one thing" he says quietly
    "Begining of summer...my folks call me, und hauf me visit. They are of the old...nearly a centuary. One was fighting cancer...and died fighting"
    "And the other" he looks to a T.V "Well....you know how peaceful protests can get violent. We were at a rally vat was supposed to be peaceful... wan ment to help promote sie know, mutants rights und whit nit. Sie hear gone shots...and...and.." his voice getting quieter, he didn't need to say much more

Dragonfly (Arazello) has posed:
    A tear actually leaks out from under Dragonfly's sunglasses. Yes, she wears them at night. It doesn't seem to impair her.
    "Oh, Bjorn, I'm so sorry!" she says, leaning forward again to rest a hand on his forearm for moral support. "I'm not sure I would be able to do the forgiveness thing you're doing right now. You really are always a step ahead of me in the heroing gig, aren't you?"
    Her attempt at jocularity falls flat from the look of utter misery on her face.
    "What happened afterward?" she asks. "Did the shooter get caught at least?"

Crusader has posed:
Bjorn closes his eyes "Bjorn is no hero....he has just been kidding himself" he finally says. WHat can you say when it not okay? When you can't save the day? Or who you were ment to keep alive....and than wonder....wonder why you try and how you can dare to even call yourself a hero? Everyone faces that day sooner or latter.
    He stands and begins to pick up, he didn't answer Nancy, he didn't want to remember that day, he wanted to dissappear - his form slowly changes that into Vorn....the orcish man looked alot more brutal than before. His forms just reflections of something deeper

Dragonfly (Arazello) has posed:
    "You're still a better hero than I am, Bjorn. And you inspired me into improving my own efforts ... from showy--and stupid--landing poses to actually trying to make a difference."
    She seesaws her hand.
    "I'm still working on that part, but ... I am in a team now. And we work together trying to stop bad people while we get our legs underneath us." She wrings her hands in distress. "Look, YOU are my inspiration for taking this seriously. I can't let you give up now. It's maybe my turn to help you back?"

Crusader has posed:
Vorn grunts in response. He once was human...but what is he know? How do his emotions process or even work? Does he even know....unlikely. "Yer landing still sucks" he says in a joking tone...but a dry one
    "And how can you help me?" he seems to wonder. if he is surprised about being Dragonfly insperation, he dosn't show it "...and what team are you on?" he now wonders of her. Alot seems to have happened while he was gone

Dragonfly (Arazello) has posed:
    "I met a buffoon named Booster Gold," Dragonfly replies obliquely. "He's a self-centered, egotistical jerk who's oblivious to the world around him. But he's ten times the hero I am because he WANTS to be one. He formed a team of ... how should I say this? ... B-list or lower superheroes. The Superbuddies. And we're trying to bash ourselves into shape into a good team."
    Short sigh.
    "I was still in my self-pitying phase when I met him. And he made me feel a bit skeevy too. He's a bit bro-dudish. But the thing is, he never shies away from going in to try and do good. And that ... well, I admired that. So I relaxed and decided that it was time for me to grow up. And I joined his group."
    Left unmentioned is how she was basically treated as if already a member over her objections.
    "So how can I help you? I can help you the way you helped me when I was still working through all this crap. I wouldn't have seen Booster's good side if, well, you hadn't already smacked me around a bit psychically. To tell me what's what."

Crusader has posed:
Vorn has to take a moment "Let me get this straight. You have teamed up with an...questionble person....because he wants to be a Hero? ANd he has an entire team of" he raises an eyebrow "B-list superheros....what those are. And you call yourselves the Superbuddies"

Superbuddies...does he even have to say how...kiddie that sounds. Really super BUDDIES! Welp folks insert humor joke here....Vorn stop deadpooling! Ahem

Vorn blinks ".....Vorn is not even sure how he helped you...but, never look a gift horse in mouth is american saying is it not?" he responds. he dosn't look like he feels better...and Dragonfly team sounds questionble.....but hey at least they are trying to help people

Dragonfly (Arazello) has posed:
    "He's questionable ... it's hard to explain. He's clueless. Really fundamentally clueless. He wants to be well-known and popular and probably rich. But he has the hero instincts. Really he does. Even when it's not to his advantage he goes tearing into situations to fight bad guys."
    She laughs a bit.
    "And the Superbuddies is ... well, he's got a pretty basic mind with no real-world knowledge from our time. So things that would make perfect sense, I presume, from his time are laughable here. But he collects the ... less-impressive because he thinks EVERYBODY should be given a chance to be a hero. He's dedicated, even if he is a little goofy."
    She shrugs.
    "And I fit in just fine, don't I? Especially with my bad landings."
    That's paired with a punch. Not quite intended to hurt. Quite.
    "Anyway, How can I help you? I don't know. I guess for starters I can just talk. A lot of ideas in your head sound stupid when you say them out loud. Or self-indulgently whiny, in my case. Having someone to talk to can help just like that. But also, I don't know ... I can help keep you grounded in an identity. You've changed and maybe that's good, maybe not, but ... At least I can help you with a baseline to compare against?"

Crusader has posed:
Bjorn Arturson says, "A time traveler?" Vorn says "By Juthuums beard this world keeps getting odder....but Vorn guess that makes as much sense as anything else in this world" he notes. "And...least someone has a sense of humor" he continues to pick up "....and well he is right, everyone should have a chance" at least he agrees with the qoute unqoute goofy Booster Gold
    "....Guess a baseline would not be...bad. But for now...Vorn just wants to get his store cleaned up for reopening...and Vor want his Borgie" he claims. Vorn despite the more...beastial appearance seems the most detached and (ironicly enough) emotionaly stable of the mans personas."