3690/A little Help from my Friends

A little Help from my Friends
Date of Scene:	19 January 2018
Location:	Unknown
Synopsis:	Summary needed
Cast of Characters:	Black Cat, Martian Manhunter

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Black Cat has posed:
Felicia has been sitting cross-legged on the couch for hours, it seems. Her laptop perched appropriately atop her lap, she has been combing through histories, both public and classified, looking for information on The Darkness, as she has finally learned that Jackie Estacado is leaving for South America to find answers as well. Having exhausted all of the sources she can find, her brain feels like it's been in a vice. Time to let it expand again.

<J'onn, Dearest. Are you available?> Her tone is tired but hopeful. <I need you, if you're not otherwise engaged.>

Martian Manhunter has posed:
J'onn has been patrolling the area of South America when he gets the first touch of Felicia's mind to his own. He turns from dealing with the small group of refugees that he rescued from the drug cartel using them as slave labor. They wave and praise him as he hovers into the air, and responds <Yes my Heart. I am always available when you need. I will be there shortly.> With that said, he flies in her direction, and within a matter of minutes the Martian is close enough that she can feel his presence without his assistance. <I am coming through the roof...> as he always notifies her when he is coming to visit. A few seconds later she will see J'onn's transparent form floating down into the living room, and as his eyes land on her he will give her a warm smile. "What is it that I can assist you with today, Felicia?"

Black Cat has posed:
"I desire your company, most of all...But I have a few queries that perhaps you may be able to help me answer as well. Would you like something to eat? Drink?" She smiles as she pushes a plate of Oreos and a glass of milk his direction. "I have to make it worth your while to visit, after all."

Martian Manhunter has posed:
"As always, I am in the greatest of happiness when I visit you or Carol..." J'onn tells her, the joy evident across their link, "...even more so when I find that I am able to help you when you require the assistance." J'onn moves over to the couch, seating himself next to her, and raising an eye at the Oreos, "You are quite the villain, my Dear. Using my weakness against me to achieve what you desire..." That said, he reaches over, twists off the top, and licks the cream from the cookie. He mmmms in pleasure, and then tips the two cookie pieces in the milk before enoying them.

Black Cat has posed:
"Oh, now I'm not quite the villain I'm made out to be. In fact, I'm probably worse!" Felicia grins as she snuggles in close by J'onn's side. "I have been helping a friend research something of a mystery. It is known as The Darkness, and supposedly predates life on Earth. I cannot, however, find anything to quantify it as completely bound to Earth. Your race seems to be older and have more common knowledge than mine. I had to wonder if perhaps this phenomenon was known to your kind as well..."

Martian Manhunter has posed:
J'onn chuckles at her admission, and nods his head slowly in agreement, "You are probably both far more and far less the villain than anyone suspects, Felicia." Taking an Oreo, twisting it, and offering her the side with the cream. As Felicia explains her problem, J'onn will slowly nod his head, "There is an Entity in my Peoples studies that fits the stories of what is found on Earth called the Darkness. If it is One and the Same, it does predate most known cultures, and perhaps only the Guardians of Oa would know much about it." J'onn explains, "My People did not delve into such powers, well most of htem did not, and the ones thta did where not the type to share such information..." He ponders for a moment, and adds "Perhaps your studies should revolve around The Darkness as it is called on Earth, but also the phenomenon known as The Artifacts of this World. They are tied together, and you may find information looking for them all."

Black Cat has posed:
"The Artifacts...you think they're linked to The Darkness, then? Are they something to do with your culture? Or the history of the force itself?" Felicia is thinking of the artifact that she liberated from the daemon Azazel.

"I have one artifact that I cannot seem to find or date anywhere in records. It has some sort of language on it that I've not been able to match up with anything else, either. Surely it isn't something related..."

Martian Manhunter has posed:
"The Artifacts are tied to the creation of the Universe and the stories of this Planet." J'onn explains to Felicia, eating another of the delicious cookies, "I know The Darkness is one of the Major Artifacts. It's opposite is called the angelus. The two of them Created the Witchblade. The others have stories that are more tied to the Earth itself."

Black Cat has posed:
Felicia nods thoughtfully as J'onn speaks of the artifacts. "I somehow have to feel like the piece I have somehow refers to it. There are depictions on it, as well. But it may well have been from a civilization that either found ways to encrypt their writing, or they simply predate our earliest records of written language. I don't know how else to explain it." She sighs, leaning back against the couch and examines the cream-half of the cookie that J'onn has shared with her. "You figure any of that stuff is true? The Darkness...the artifacts. That sort of thing..." She looks back up at J'onn, licking the cream-side of the cookie.

Martian Manhunter has posed:
"There are powers in the Universe that predate all written texts that even My People have found, my Cat." The Martian begins explaining to her, his eyes following the lick of cream from the cookie. His glitter for a second, but be returns focus to the conversation, "Some of these texts speak of a few Powerful Forces in the Universe. Perhaps when the Universe was first created, who knows, but they all reflect the same Power. Darkness. Light, and a Balance between them."

Black Cat has posed:
Felicia notes J'onn's gaze with a quirky grin and exaggerates the lick, just a little. Just for fun. Closing her eyes and uttering a soft "Mmm." Then she tilts her head, opening her eyes again. "I have no doubt this force predates the universe. Energy can't be created or destroyed...so it has to. The Darkness is just...something greater than anything I've ever tried to fathom. He's gone out of the country to find some answers, himself. Hopefully he can find something that will help us out."

Martian Manhunter has posed:
J'onn chuckles at her antics, although she notices that his eyes never leave the Oreo, evil vixen that she is since sh e knows she has both of his weak spots, but at the comment of Energy the Martian performs a very human gesture of hand waggling "Well, as far as /your/ Sciences understand that is true, but for the sake of argument we will accept it as a fact." He leans over, grabbing another of the cookies, and biting off the chocolate topping again. He breathes in deeply, and continues, "There has been much study here on Eart, as it seems this is the place it has spent the most time.." Tilting his head slightly, he asks, "So, this artifact /you/ have, what is that about?"

Black Cat has posed:
"Well," Felicia begins, furrowing her brow, "I acquired it from a being who comes from a different plane altogether. She shuts her eyes for a moment, shaking her head, squelching memories. "It was a prized possession of his." She stands and walks over to a waist-high wooden pedestal bearing a small, primitive-looking stone statue and presses her thumb against a spot on the backside of it. The top rises slowly, revealing an ornate silver canister with gold knobs on the ends. She puts on a pair of gloves at its base and lifts it from the bracket that holds it, carefully sliding the cylinder down to reveal an aged paper scroll inside.

Martian Manhunter has posed:
J'onn shivers slightly, not at the memory that isn't shared, but at the thought of the memory that is tough on Felicia. He reaches out before she can walk away, holding her close, and telling her "It is fine, my Cat. You will never need deal with such things again..." and he holds her for a moment before letting her go to the statue. He waits and watches, curiosity seen in his face, but patient as always.

Black Cat has posed:
Smiling, Felicia holds J'onn lovingly and stands on tiptoe to kiss him softly. "I know. Thank you for that."

Felicia sets the silver cylinder aside and unroll the scroll a little, enough to reveal markings that clearly make up a language. Or did, once. "There are diagrams. Drawings. And these markings, but there is no language in recorded history that is even close to a match."