2826/These Ain't no Ghostbusters

These Ain't no Ghostbusters
Date of Scene:	12 October 2017
Location:	New York City
Synopsis:	Agent May drags Skye off to do some ghostbusting, much to Skye's protests.
Cast of Characters:	Melinda May, Quake, Gale

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Melinda May has posed:
It's been a couple of weeks since May was scrambled to a magical 'incident' in Gotham. Today, she's arriving with planning, and backup. The hope is to get some readings of the recently-arrived residence and find out a little more about the owner of said residence. And, of course, because that means employing tech to do the scans, she's 'recruited' a tech.

But really, she thought the kid needed a break away from the Triskelion computers.

The nondescript (aka boring) black SUV pulls to a gentle stop in front of the incongruous-looking house.

Quake has posed:
Daisy Johnson, Agent in Training, and not looking terribly impressed about being forcibly exposed to sunshine and fresh air - for some value thereof. "So, you're telling me I'm here to do /what/?" Her mind running over the thousand and one other things she could be doing and was supposed to be doing; things that had had her nose pressed into a computer screen for hours and days on end since the little incident at the Triskelion. And whether she'd admit it or not, the girl probably did need a break, if only to get her eyes refocused, and perhaps something of a real meal into her. Not that they were stopping for burgers, but there was hope that her body might remember itself once May had her unplugged long enough.

Gale has posed:
Thankfully, the house has been gently relocated to a less populated area of Gotham. The witches were powerful and attractive. Then there's Gale. Gale is up to her neck in paperwork, dealing with newspapers, internet journalists and worse. There's even a 'beware of one headed cat' sign on a gate. Said cat is curled up in a ball on a tree stump that has a healthy set of ivy curling up across it. Sunbeams(TM). He's asleep, until someone pulls in front of the house.

May might recognize the orange feline, whose left ear swivels back. "Aw, man. I hope it's not the Avon ladies again," Streeeeeetch goes the cat, even the little toe and butt wiggle cats often do on awakening. But it seems the two are home. Though, at least there's a buzzer at the gate and there'll be a witch to answer it soon enough.

"YOU BETTER NOT BE SELLING AVON," the cat hollers to the gate. "Wait, you-" Captain remembers May. "Oh hey. Hit the buzzer. She's doing paperwork." That's a greeting.

Melinda May has posed:
"You're here to collect the data that WAND requested," May explains to Skye as they step toward the gate and are quasi-greeted by the orange cat. With a raised eyebrow, she does indeed press the buzzer on the gate and waits patiently. "Good afternoon, Captain."

And yes, part of May's plan was to feed Skye on the way back to the Triskelion. There's a proper Vietnamese place on the way back.

Quake has posed:
Skye's nose is crinkled in a gesture of complete unappreciation for the task she's being put to. "Really, weren't there other lackeys you could have dragged off to do this? You remember all of SHIELD's system's were shut down, don't you? And that someone is supposed to be getting to the bottom of this?" The someone being implied is herself, and the bottom of this being the link back to whatever Hydra agent had gotten in so deep in their systems. She was *this* close to being where she needed to be to pull it all together..

And then Agent May wanted to play Ghostbusters. With her. In tow. collecting raw data like some barely out of college intern who still had to resist saluting everyone as they walked by, while holding out their badge to proove they belonged here.

Skye Johnson just wasn't that person.

And yet? May was one of her SO's and she still had the authority to pull her - without argument.

Gale has posed:
And indeed, the gate DOES open after a moment. Gale looks a little tired. She steps out of the door, waving. There's a smile, too. The woman's most notable features are dark hair and purple eyes. And Captain looks amused. "She looks excited," He quips. "Or going through acute withdrawal." He grunts. The cat stays on HIS tree stump (his butt is here, ergo, cat property). His tail flicks a little as he observes.

"Oh, hey there." Gale doesn't seem to be the most extroverted or peopliest person, but she's friendly enough. "What brings you guys here?" SHe seems curious. "We finally got moved over at least," Gale remarks. "And um- I'm Gale, by the way." Manners!

Melinda May has posed:
"Agent May. This is Agent Johnson. Congragulations on your new home. " She gestures toward Skye as she introduces the younger agent, also indicating the electronic equipment brought along. And NONE of it resembles anything even remotely Ghostbusters-ish. "May we collect some data about your home, Ms. Gale?" She has yet to so much as reach for the gate, giving the witch the chance to say no. Which she will honor.

Quake has posed:
That the equipment doesn't /look/ Ghostbusterish doesn't do much to alleviate Skye's opinion on the matter. Of course she might be a little cranky having lived off of Jab cola and candybars for the majority of the past couple days. Not because she couldn't have had a meal; habit just dies hard, and that's how she thought best.

She does work herself up to a smile for Gale, holding up the equipment to be seen, as though some sort of inspection were necessary for admission. "And by we," Skye murmurs under her breath, "she means me. Brain the size of the universe and I'm collecting data samples." If she'd used the Marvin voice, the diss would have been complete.

Gale has posed:
"Nice to meet you, and to see you again," Gale wavewaves. "And oh neat. Technology and magic are like peanutbutter and chocolate, so - sure, go right ahead. What needs to be done?" She seems curious. Fortunately for the agents, Gale seems to be a nerd herself. She doesn't quite hear Skye, though Gale looks puzzled. "Neat." She goes with it.

Captain does, and looks amused in his catlike way. Humans(TM). "And here you are without a towel." Like human, like cat. Or perhaps it's his deep connection to his witch.

"Um, are you thirsty or anything?" Gale offers. "I was fixing my GPS and doing some paperwork, so I'm a little - scattered. Thank you though, it is nice to have a home and not sleep under bridges," Gale admits.

Melinda May has posed:
May finally opens the gate and lets Skye through ahead of her. "If it's all right, we'll just need to walk around a bit." She nods to Skye to get started, then looks at the cat again. "I know someone that would find you extremely gratifying to talk to." Or horrified. She's not sure which.

"If you've been busy, Ms. Gale, would you mind if I ordered something for all of us to eat?" She's fairly certain that she can find a local sushi place that will let her request raw shrimp.

Quake has posed:
The cat gets an appraising and appreciative glance, Skye's lips twisting over a smirk at the feline. "Need a permit to carry a towel," she tells it before being totally distracted by Gale herself.

""Fixing your own GPS? What's wrong with it?" She looks and sounds about half a second short of going off on a spiel with the woman on things that might be wrong on a data-based side, when Agent May tells her to get started.

Luckily, Skye is in front of May, and May doesn't see the eye roll. She gets down to dutiful business, though. Even if a monkey in a toupee could likely run the equipment.

Gale has posed:
"I use it with my divination magic, while I ride my broomstick," Gale explains to Skye. "Casting and flying would probably make me one of those awful Halloween ornaments. So I've sort of custom modded mine to work with my magic," Cringe. Captain grunts softly. Is that a feline smile?

"Oh really?" Captain asks May, tail flicking. "That sounds like it could be hilarious." Either way for him.

Gale shakes her head, "Just Gale is fine, and I don't mind. Order away." She seems level headed as far as witches go. Maybe life without magic tempered her perspective. "Go ahead and walk around. The basement is a powerful conduit. You'll- see. It's also full of booze." A beat. "You'll - definitely pick up magic energy down there." Uh oh. "There's basically a LOT of magic energy here." A LOT. Seriously.