3160/New York Airshow!

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New York Airshow!
Date of Scene: 15 November 2017
Location: New York City
Synopsis: Summary needed
Cast of Characters: Rift, Bombshell, Human Torch




Rift has posed:
After getting thrown out of an all-you-can-eat buffet (for eating too much), Kitora took to the skies in her somewhat-eerie glowing powered form that she assumes when using her powers. She doesn't fly like most - she manipulates gravity in her immediate vicinity as she floats around - being orbited by... ... ... various food items of all sorts, from candy bars to jerky sticks, small items that could easily be grabbed and eaten. She just floats above Midtown - head closer to the ground than her feet, though her hari still drapes around her shouldres as if she was rightside up.

Bombshell has posed:
Bombshell is floating up above the city at the moment herself, also with food in hand. Though for her it's a couple of hot dogs with the works that she's picked up from somewhere. She's trying to balance one while eating the other, and holding on to napkins as well. Toppings are spilling off of the hot dog to fall down below, maybe onto a building, maybe onto a person. Someone is going to be very annoyed. There's a quick turn of her head as she spots the glowing form that floats up from the city below. Bombshell drifts in that direction, not hurriedly, just inquisitive. She wants to see the glowing thing. She's also still trying to eat as she floats. Superhuman problems.

Human Torch has posed:
Johnny Storm is standing on the roof of Freedom plaza and seein the two sloppy in the air eaters points to the air. "Hey you...yeah you. What are you doing up there. You are spilling stuff all over the people down there," he points a few hundred stories down," and when he has to take away his tanning shield to stand up, he doesn't see very happy.

"Could you stop it please?"

Rift has posed:
Kitora Alua blinks. "Stop what?" she asks. All her snacks are orbiting around her like a moon system. "I am spilling nothing. All my snacks are easy to access, and under control. Is someone else being messy?" She flies up (down) until she's at eye level with Johnny Storm, though inverted positions. She looks rather strange, her entire body washed out by a dull glow, though bright lines visible inside her limbs, chest, and head. "Wait... you're... JOHNNY STORM?" she asks, gasping sharply. She reaches into a pocket to grab a piece of paper and a pen. "Can I have your autograph?" She glances donw (up) at Bombshell, noting that she is leaving a contrail of relish and onions.

Bombshell has posed:
Bombshell turns her head as she hears a voice... admonishing her for eating? The silver skinned woman turns her head to shout back instead of doing something sensical like flying closer to be more easily heard. "Why don't you mind your business and go back to your tanning session!" Then she's back to eating again, pausing to watch as some of her topings go raining down again. "Maybe he's got a point." She mutters as she starts in the direction of the top of building that the blonde sunbather is sitting on. She doesn't fly quickly for fear of losing her meal. She doesn't land either, she just floats over the building, dropping on the building instead of on the people below. "Johnny Storm? As in the Human Torch?" She peers at Johnny and then shakes her head. "Nah. He's way better looking." She resumes her eating, watching Kitora fan girl with no small amount of amusement on her silver features.

Human Torch has posed:
Johnny Storm tilts his head and says, "My autograph?" Yes. Absolutely!," he grabs the paper and greddily scribbles his autograph down.

"I'll deal with you in a minute,"

Back toward Kitora, "You wanna see me flame on and take a selfie?" he points to some random spot in the sky.

Rift has posed:
Kitora Alua squeeeeees, her snack satellites spinning around more rapidly in excitement as she floats over. She finds a spot and carefully sets them all down in a neat pile on a piece of paper (not with the autograph). She turns upright, her feet touching the ground, but still glowing with power. "Yes please... do you prefer 'Johnny' or 'Mr. Storm'? You are, after all, super-famous! I can even handle quite a bit of heat while my gravity aura's on."

Bombshell has posed:
Bombshell snorts none too softly when Johnny says he'll deal with her in a minute. "Sure you will champ." She resumes chowing down on her food, finishing off the first hot dog and starting on the second while she watches the exchange between the two, a quick laugh and a shake of her head. "Super famous? Yeah, if he's Johnny Storm. But if he is... the cameras take off a few pounds. And add some looks." Her silver features are neutral so it might be difficult to tell if she's kidding or not. Plus she's also busy stuffing her face. So that might lend to lack of giving facial expressions.

Human Torch has posed:
Johnny Storm glares at Bombshell...then turning to face Kitora his face changes completely,

"Don't worry little lady, I can control my heat," he winks. He grabs his omnipresence cell phone and then

"FLAME ON!"

The flames roar and lick around his body but not TOO much. He points again at a spot in the sky and flys up.

"Let's Go."

Rift has posed:
Kitora Alua smirks as she gets her own phone and ascends up with Johnny, grinning and thumb-uping at Bombshell. "Do you believe it now?" she calls as she floats alongside Johnny. "I go by Rift... it's the codename I made for myself." She giggles as she waits for the selfie.

Bombshell has posed:
Bombshell moves down to land on the building top where Johnny was sunbathing, finishing off her second hot dog as well. When she's done she cleans up with the napkins, then build a little energy in her hand, glowing before the napkins and the paper hot dog holders incinerate. She brushes her hands together, ash floating off into the air. Then she walks over, and takes a seat on Johnny's seat, including using his tanning thingy. Not that she's going to tan, but it's awful bright all that sunlight reflected back and forth between her and the tanning shield.

Human Torch has posed:
Johnny Storm floats up in the air a hundred or so stories up, "Hey, that thing costs momney!" he yells down at bombshell.

The another hard change he smiles at Rift, "He Rift, nice to me you..my friends call me," pause.

"JStorm!"

"Are you on your good side for this picture? Because I can swtich to either side," he smiles.

Rift has posed:
Kitora Alua giggles. "All my sides are good - well, as good as I am with my aura of power..." She shrugs, a grin on her face. Most of her body and facial features are washed out by that dull red glow and the 'starburst' in her head would be clearly visible. "J-Storm!" she chirps. "All my friends will be so jealous - I'd love you to text me this pic!"

Bombshell has posed:
"It's not just poster board with some tinfoil on it?" Bombshell looks confused, waggling the thing about as if to see if it is in fact just poster board with some tinfoil on it. When it doesn't just fall apart she huhs and shrugs, folding it up and putting it down. But she doesn't vacate his chair, she relaxes in his chair while he's up taking the pictures with Kitora.

Human Torch has posed:
Johnny Storm glares at Bombshell again then back to Rift, "Send you a pic? Why don't you just take your own?" he asks.

"Smile!"

*Click*

He immediately turns to his phone and puts it on on Twitter and Instagram.

#MYNEWFRIENDRIFT

Rift has posed:
Kitora Alua grins as she takes a pic herself with her own phone, wondering about the tanning thing herself. She giggles widely as she starts sending it herself on Twitter. #JSTORMISONFIRE

Now... what's the deal with the tanning booth down there?" she asks as she floats downward back towards the rooftop. "It does look very... elaborate."

Bombshell has posed:
Bombshell waves happily back up at Johnny as he glares at her. "I admitm it's a little more intimidating when you're on fire. But not by much." She calls up to him, then sighs and rolls her shoulders forwards, lifting herself up and out of the chair. "Try not to have too much fun taking pictures of yourselves!" Bombshell calls up as she walks towards the edge of the building... and then off it, plummeting towards the ground. She won't hit of course, she can fly. But she lets herself fall most of the way to the ground before hovering to a stop and setting her feet on sidewalk.

Human Torch has posed:
Johnny Storm floats down with a nother following look at Bombshell, "Landing and flaming off he points towards Bombshel.

"WHo is that? Hey..who are you?" he yells down.

Rift has posed:
Kitora Alua pondres. "I could chase her down - I could trap her in a stasis field... I'm pretty fast..." She pondres as she returns to her snack stash. A brief ripple of distortion and all her snacks start to orbit her again. "She doesn't seem like a bad person..." She ponders. "She's not a student at Xavier's that I know of..." She then zooms forward, 'fallign' towards the ground to intercept this Bombshell.

Bombshell has posed:
Bombshell tilts her head back to look up into the sky at the rapidly receding pair. She doesn't respond vocally, just waves at them on her way down. She drops to the concrete lightly, touching down and she starts to walk along, waving at a couple people that were nearby when she set down. She turns and looks all the way back up at the pair and waves again at them before she turns and resumes her walk.

Human Torch has posed:
Johnny Storm points at Bombshell, "Hey! No Littering! I got my eye on you?"

Then to Rift, "Hey, make sure you suscribe and like," he flashes another smile and goes back to his tanning chair.

Rift has posed:
Kitora Alua pursues and lands by Bombshell, smilign as she walks alongside, grabbing her candy stash and putting it back in pockets as then, her 'aura' dissipates and she just becomes a relatively normal Japanese-descent teenage girl with red hair. "So... hi!" she chirps.

Bombshell has posed:
Bombshell makes a rude gesture back in Johnny Storm's direction, then pauses and starts to rise in the air, apparently intent on continuing the conversation now. She turns as she rises, waving at Kitora as she goes to land, a laugh leaving the silver skinned woman. "Hello. I'm going back up." She jerks her thumb skyward. "Can't have surfer boy getting the last word."

Human Torch has posed:
Johnny Storm has already gone back to tanning so he is not even aware of Bombshell floating back up. She must be very quiet. He reachs into a compartment under his tanning chair and gets a margarita that he starts sipping.

Rift has posed:
Kitora Alua nods as she glows again and rises up. "He's a celebrity - you know how they are. Best to let it be. Or do you want a selfie too?" she asks, grinning. "You can call me Rift. What's your name?" she asks, extending a glowing arm to Bombshell.

Bombshell has posed:
"I do not want a selfie no. I try to stay off of social media. Easier not to be tracked that way." She turns to talk with Kitora as they both rise back up the building, at a slower pace so that they can talk. "Bombshell. Nice to meetcha kid." Not that Bombshell is probably much older than Kitora. "Lets go back up there and harass mister fancy pants. It was entertaining. He's got a cute scowl. Don't tell him I said that." And with that she puts on a burst of speed, shooting to the top of the building a lot faster, then setting down on her feet on top of the building. "What was that about littering surfer boy?"

Human Torch has posed:
Johnny Storm tosses his drink startled and then after composing himself and stands up,

"I said don't litter anymore," he points to a few places on his roof.

#There.#

"There."

"There."

He throws his hands up, "Come on, you know how much it costs to get someone on the roof to clean this stuff?"

Rift has posed:
Kitora Alua pursues Bombshell, munching on a jerky stick as she just watches. "You were spreading onions and mustard everywhere," she notes softly. "So - what's up wtih this tanning booth? IT looks very... emaborate." She pokes it.

Bombshell has posed:
Bombshell doesn't bother to hide the smirk or the snort of laughter that follows when Johnny tosses his drink like that. "Easily spooked there Sunspot?" She walks along slowly, her body reflecting quite a bit of light herself as she moves along. "Where? I don't see anything? Actually here... if you really want..." She holds a hand out and light begins to build around it as she charges up a ray blast, though she doesn't fire it off, giving Johnny a chance to protest. "I think I'm good enough to just get the litter. What do you think?" She glances over her shoulder at Kitora. "Hey, don't help him. He doesn't need help. You're clearly a snacker too, you should be on my side." She wags a finger from her free hand at Rift.

Human Torch has posed:
Johnny Storm smiles warmly at Rift, "Hey, just go ahead and walk in..check it out. I had it costum made, it has a top that opens and closes, a mister, a fan, a humidifier and finally a messaaaage chair," he nods satisfied.

Then to Bombshell, "There! and THERE! and THERE! If you want to handle it, please do," Storm cosses his arms over his chest.

"And it's JSTORM!"

Rift has posed:
Kitora Alua blinks. "I could use a tan," she muses as she slips into the device, closing it. A bit of fumblign around, then a clank... then a humming. "OhhhhhHHhhhh my.... "she mumbles softly as she wiggles into the massage chair inside the tanner. "That's some massage chair... must be nice to be rich!"

Bombshell has posed:
Bombshell shrugs a shoulder and takes aim at the litter. She lets off a very very low powered blast. She still leaves a scorch mark on the roof. She then lets off two more very low powered shots at the indicated spots, also leaving scorch marks, though she doesn't actually blow any pieces off the building. "There you go. No more litter. Happy now rich boy?" She asks of him, glancing at Kitora as she ignores her and just climbs into the massage chair. "Traitor." She sighs and walks back towards the pair and the tanning apparatus. "That is absolutely ridiculous. You know that right?" A questioning look at Johnny at that.

Human Torch has posed:
Johnny Storm shrugs looking at Bombshell really for the first time, "If I were made of silver I imagine that I would think so too," he points to the pool about twenty feet away, "But don't hate...insert your name here.....just go take a dip. You'll feel better for it," then Johnny for towards the tanning location and pushing a few buttons on the outisde, classical music starts to play and the light in the tanning location starts to cycle through colors.

"Would you like a Mai Tai?" he offers to Rift.

"Wait, you are twenty one right?"

Rift has posed:
Kitora Alua grins. "Sorry. I'm only seventeen." she states, winking at you. "I'm a senior at Xavier's Academy." She nods slowly. "Got country on this thing?" she asks, having returned to her 'normal-looking' apperance. If you have antyhing suitable for a minor, I'll take it."

Bombshell has posed:
"Pool? Nah. I don't do so well with pools these days. Sink right in. Doesn't work out very well. Insert your name here. I like it. Not bad. YOu'll need to do better next time though. But for now I gotta jet." She winks, and then takes off into the air at high speed. Not as fast as some fliers can go, but pretty damn fast.

Human Torch has posed:
Johnny Storm follows Bombshell and twisting his lips he says, "Dude? What was her problem?" he smiles and heads back to the machine pressing a button.

"What would you like?" a robotic for annouces.

"Could you replace my margarita and a virgin mojito for the lady in the machine."

"You are far from Xavier's...I was out there the other day."

Rift has posed:
Kitora Alua nods. "I can travel fast when I choose... I came down here, got kicked out of a buffet, then started flying around." She sits up. "She didn't seem like the type who'd be friendly. And... this thing talks?" she asks, yelping as she stares at the thing.

Human Torch has posed:
Johnny Storm nods, "Oh yeah, this thing totally talks," he says. "Hey," he says into the speaker, "How are you doing today?"

"Just fine JStorm, you have been here longer then your normal tanning session. Is everything OK?"

He hwhispers to rift, "I made ti call me JStorm," a pause. "No, no man, just had a few visitors. You don't have to worry about my skin today.

"Very Good JSTORM."

Rift has posed:
Kitora Alua finally emerges from the thing. "That is a neat thing. I take it that... ummm... it's something that... Reed Richards built? He's the 'brains' of your team, right?" she asks, as she sips that drink. "You sure this isn't alcoholic?" she asks, not quite sure what to think of it.

Human Torch has posed:
"Mint, Lime and Sugar and Soda Water," JStorm nods and says "Yeah..Yeah...Bro in law built itbut it was MY idea." He has no good ideas anymore you know," he taps the contraption and it turns off.

"I can get him to make one for you, he has nothing better to do."

Rift has posed:
Kitora Alua blinks. "I can't afford such a thing... beside, it wouldnt' fit in my dorm room." She shrugs. "Glad tok now that you'er the heart of the team. Maybe one day I'll find a place to belong. But... today is not that day." She clicks her tongue. "I mean, I have the school but... that won't be forever..."

Human Torch has posed:
Johnny Storm twists his lips, "I am going to go downstairs and I am going to get one donated. No biggie, I mean Reed isn't doing anything else..I mean ANYTHING. He's pretty boring actually."

"But what you have to do is take a selfie of it and hashtag me," he smiles and thumbs up.

Rift has posed:
Kitora Alua shrugs. "Alright. But it'd be for the whole school, not just me. It'd be agreat in the rec room!" She grins as she shows you that she ALREADY hash-tagged the selfie. "Don't worry - I got it covered."

Human Torch has posed:
Johnny Storm nods, "That's a bet rift. Expect seven to ten business days, though you might have to send me what special features that you might like," he grabs his drink and begins sipping it as he heads to the elevator.

"See Ya around."