5509/Tea and biscuits with Kat and friends

Tea and biscuits with Kat and friends
Date of Scene:	07 October 2018
Location:	New York City
Synopsis:	Summary needed
Cast of Characters:	Ekaterina Vespucci, Kid, Mon-El

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Ekaterina Vespucci has posed:
Bustle bustlke bustle. It's midday in Times Square in the biggest of all Apples NYC. Ekaterina Vespucci has decided to visit her favorite Coffee vendor out of doors. As usual the little girl with the cornflower blue eyes (Kat) is getting bullied to the back of the line by a large number of her more obnoxious fellow Manhattanites. She does eventually get her large long black and nutella donut. She eats junk the cute little thing but never puts on weight for some reason arousing jealousy in her few female friends. Kat stands on the sidewalk simply absorbing the sights and sounds and stench of the great city. She had lived here for only 60 of her 1200 years of life and it was amongst her very favorite of places.

Kid has posed:
Well there is no limit to what one may find here in the square. A guy in an old diving suit, street performers, definintly lots of people. Sometimes TOO many people...and sometimes too many was just what the doctor oldered.
    Kid was himself this time around, a massive gorrila, in jeans, a sweat shirt and a messenger bag. He walked, yes on two legs, people weren't sure if he was a real gorilla or not and most didn't stay around to ask.
    Not that he talked much, he more or less shoved his way through a crowd if they didn't move. Prompting many angry glares...and a few spilled coffees. Speaking of which, he was drinking none other than...a mango smoothie. Cause screw coffee. He stops by Kat as the cars are moving, sipping away. He glances next to himself and takes a double take...it was that girl again. Oh boy.

Mon-El has posed:
    Lar was patrolling about New York, mostly keeping to the skies, but this particular evening he decided to get some coffee at the shop were Kat has chosen to hang out. Not that any drug that humans use could really have much of an effect on his physiology, but hey, it's good to taste, anyway.

    It seems to be quite the popular spot, with the brisk fall weather blowing in. One person in particular stands out in the crowd, though--a large gorilla wearing human clothing. Not that Lar was that surprised at it, given how many strange types wandered these streets, but he recognized it from the incident at the Hugo Building. This guy had been a bit rougher than the Daxamite would've preferred, but he'd been too preoccupied that time to do much about it. Still, he had to ask. Even though he technically already knows. "You were at the Hugo Building, weren't you?"

Ekaterina Vespucci has posed:
Kat sees Kid and recognises the Gorilla from the rooftop and later a park they both visited. She waves by way of greeting as she is carrying her donut in her mouth and cant vocalise her greeting. As usual Kat is a cheerful to a fault. She is not part of the conversation with Mon-El but given her senses she can hear everything that ios being said even if whispered.

Kid has posed:
Kid looks Mon-El up and down, as if asking 'Who the hell is this full?'. Instead though he signs, a watch on his wrist speaking for him "Piss off freck. Comming all up in my face asking stupid questions when I don't even know yea. Evar heard of a greeting? Like Hello? How yea doing? or even Hey you frack face!" Somehow, someway, the 'tone' of his watch manages to be quite sarcastic. And kid himself still had that overly aggressive aura, same one at the building...and the same one here
    "Take little ms freaky here. Least she bother giving a damn wave" he looks to kat and signs "...also Hello. You are eating a crap donut." blunt...and too the point. Okay maybe he shouldn't be giving socializing advice.

Mon-El has posed:
    Lar holds up his hand defensively. "Hey, geez. Sorry. But I swear I saw you at the Hugo Building. You helped fight off those gangsters, so I was going to thank you for that." he offers placatingly. "Though you could've been a bit less rough."

    His gaze turns toward Kat as Kid mentions her and her donut. Using his enhanced vision he analyzes the piece of food, confirming that it is not at all made out of crap. "You're wrong on that one." he points out. "It's definitely made out of flour, sugar, and some animal-derived ingredients like eggs. Besides, if it were actually crap, I'm sure the smell would be far more pungent."

Ekaterina Vespucci has posed:
Kat takes the donut out of her mouth to say, "Crap donut? I only eat the most delectable of snacky wacky nom noms my hairy friend," she says smiling sweetly.

She looks at Mon-El, "I'm sure it's just a figure of speech - the crap remark." Kat looks at the odd pairing of the man and the ape curiously - what was this Hugo Building incident?

Kid has posed:
"Well, some of us ain't bullet proof...or knife proof for that matter" Kid signs and the watch speaks. Those with very enhanced senses may notice that Kid had nurmorous stab makes in his forearm despite his perfuse amount of fur. He continues "Less rough my butt, damn lucky I didn't snap their neck" and something about his body language...more or less makes that statement true.
    He doesn't elaborate on the crap statement as Kat explains. He signs to her "...the fact you are calling it that just proves it is crap. Sallies donuts are WAAAAY better" he claims.

Mon-El has posed:
    Lar frowns at Kid's mention of snapping necks. "That would not have been necessary, nor would it have been right. We should prevent them from harming others, but if we slaughter them without thought, that makes us just as bad as they are." he points out. "They can be incapacitated without getting murdered."

    He stares at Kat as she explains about the crap, then a sheepish look croses his face. "Oh uhm. Right. I... knew that. It just--wasn't my first thought, I guess. I didn't grow up around here, as you can probably tell."

Ekaterina Vespucci has posed:
"Who is bullet proof?" Kat asks, "Sallies Donuts? They can't be as good as Krispy Kremes though?" she inquires of the 'rilla.

"Where did you grow up?" Kat asks. "Oh sorry she says curtseying to Lar she introduces herself, "Sono la Contessa Ekaterina Vespucci - but everyone calls me Kat."

Kid has posed:
"WAAAAAAY" better Kid signs, seeming quite firm. He looks mon up and down "Well they cannot harm others if their dead. So there's a thought." he signs before shrugging "And if that make me as bad as them? Oh well. Seen folks kills for worse reasons" that being said he seems curiouse to where Mon grew up

Mon-El has posed:
    "Daxam." Lar answers Kat's question. "It's--er, it -was-, a Kryptonian colony world. Now Krypton doesn't exist any more, and Daxam is uninhabitable for the most part." he says with a sigh. But he smiles when Kat introduces her self. "Lar Gand," he says, sticking out a hand for her to shake. "It's nice to meet you, Kat."

    Oh, Kid totally did not just get him started down -that- path. That being the whole 'killing criminals or not' argument. "Of course not, but that doesn't mean we -have- to kill them! We have to give even the worst of the worst a chance to reconsider their ways. Killing should only be a last resort. And comparing yourself to others is no way to determine one's moral convictions. Should I grab you and throw you into outer orbit and then shrug and say I'm still better than Darkseid? Pfff."

Kid has posed:
Kid signs "You could, sounds like a fun way to go. See the stars of the heavens and the marble of the earth. Ironically, I owe Darkseid a thank you" and no he wasn't joking, he was all too serious and sincere in that "So he get's a like in my book. If only for one rather important thing"
    A pause "My moral conviction is straight forward, survival first, everything else second. Ain't leaving my life in the hands of others if I can do something. Ain't looking for no hero" he signs.

Ekaterina Vespucci has posed:
"Killing sentients I have always thought of as a last resort," Kat says but without conviction of authority. "Looks like I'm off to get some of these Sallies Donuts then."

Kat shakes Mon-El's hand. "Say how come I never see any fat or ugly Kryptonians? I mean there's Superman and then there's Powergirl who could be a supermodel with that cleavage. Did Kryptonians eliminate ugly technologically at some point in their history?"

Mon-El has posed:
    Lar stares at Kid. Is he serious right now? "You owe -Darkseid- thanks? The hell for?" he asks, sounding incredulous. Maybe he really -should- throw this guy to the moon, since he doesn't seem to mind the idea all that much. "You sure are tossing the idea of me killing you around with an blitheness that seems inconsisent with that survival philosophy."

    "Well, I don't know, to be honest." he answers Kat. "I never actually spent that much time on Krypton itself. Although I ought to point out that there certainly aren't many of them left."

Kid has posed:
Kid signs "Well, if it was not for him, I would still be trapped in a tiny cage as a lab experiment. Only been out for....about a year...think that when DarkSied came." he than shrugs and signs "Well unless your one to go agaist your own words, I do not think there is any danger."
    A pause as he signs to Lar "...I can relate to that ironically." he eyes Kat a moment "....not so sure. These fellas are even LESS hairy than regular humans." let be honest here, he is a gorilla. Yalls kinda look like furless monkies.

Ekaterina Vespucci has posed:
"Darkseid? wasn't he after the anti=life formula. I think all that he has found so far is the anti-fun formula," Kat whispers to herself, "Just like Zac Snyder."

"Furless monkeys?" Kat asks, "I must admit I do resent being constantly cold maybe a coat of fur would help. Maybe I'm cold because I am so small not that much flesh to insulate me."

Mon-El has posed:
    "He's after a lot of things." Lar replies, shrugging. "But I doubt he actually freed you intentionally." he says to Kid. "So you probably don't owe him a thing."

    He peers at Kat, arching a brow at her. "Who said anything about furless monkeys?"

Kid has posed:
"Still more than I owe any human save one" Kid replies simply in his signing "Also it is a figure of speech again." not putting much behind him. He does glance to Kat. And well, she said what he thought...that humans looks like furless monkeys. He signs "Fur and thick flesh do help. Can even hold frozen watermonlon ice pop balls without a problem" he sighns befor flexing his over sized fingers.

Ekaterina Vespucci has posed:
"Well this has been a fascinating conversation," Kat says. "And nice to meet you Lar. But I have an Art History class I have to go and teach." Kat salutes and heads out.