5570/Charitable enterprises

Charitable enterprises
Date of Scene:	16 October 2018
Location:	Unknown
Synopsis:	Summary needed
Cast of Characters:	Ekaterina Vespucci, Ash Williams, Battleborn, Mercy Thompson

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Ekaterina Vespucci has posed:
It is late. The Contessa Ekaterina Vespucci or 'Kat' as she prefers has finished up her shift working in her soup kitchen for the homeless. She has a warm farewell with alot of her volunteers and employees before she walks down an alleyway towards her rental car. Her beloved hatchback is in the shop having been driven till it broke. She has in it's place a fairly nondescript sedan. Kat is wearing her heavy winter outfit with a beanie. It's all cheap clothing. Everyuthing is cheap - she looks like a college freshman. Noone would guess she was a few million shy of being a billionare.

Ash Williams has posed:
And enter Ash Williams. A few hundred away from being completely broke, the Hunter stalks the streets with his shotgun strapped /to his back/. It's an open threat, and his mouth is set in a grim line as he walks down the alleyway, and notes what appears to be a college student walking down there. "Hey! Kid! I'm looking for a guy. Looks like me but has both hands." He gestures to his metal gauntlet, before the penny drops with an audible clunk. "Huh. You look weirdly familiar." A pause. "Girl from that club? I meant to call, baby, honestly." Clunk and miss. "Things just got hectic."

Ekaterina Vespucci has posed:
Kat turns around and furnishes Ash with one of her genuinely friendly smiles. "I've been busy too. Ash? Is it?" Kat could remember of course perfectly but even though Ash had a bead on her being an immortal it didn't do well to disclose all of ones power. Especially an eidatic memory. "Girl from the club's name is Ekaterina or Kat by the way," Kat throws in. Her face says she's all forgiveness for forgetting her name.

Ash Williams has posed:
"Oh. Right." Ash manages to actually look embarassed for a few moments, but then it's gone. "Thought you were someone else. I remember you. Cute immortal girl with the crazy ass sister." A snap of his fingers, "Never forget a lady. Well, I don't suppose you've seen my evil twin kicking 'round these parts, have you? I've gotta shove a Kandarian dagger halfway up his butt before he kills some more people and I've gotta explain why he looks like me." A chuckle. "'Course I've been looking all day and found bupkis."

Ekaterina Vespucci has posed:
"Not a biological sister - family is more a term of art fortunately. That I know of my actual family died in Northern Italy and Germany a little under 1200 years ago." Kat looks around, "Well no twins that I can see and I lucked out in the power lottery with sight - helps me in my art - I can see many kilometers away and in perfect dark with perfect acuity. So no twins sorry. But I do lack elevation - want me to try again?" For no apparent reason Kat offers her hand to Ash.

Ash Williams has posed:
Ash takes the offered hand almost out of habit, in a relatively cold metal grip. At least he seems to know not to squeeze too hard. "Maybe later. I've spent enough time hunting down that severed limb freak. Besides, he'll come for me again sooner or later." A shrug follows. "Well, that's a crap way for things to turn out. Immortality seems lonely."

Ekaterina Vespucci has posed:
Kat notes Ashes reticence to continue the pursuit but the train wont stop and besides she is bored and wants to show off. "Buckle yourself," she says as she takes Ash by the cold metal hand. She might not be the most powerful of trhe Externals but she is powerful in her own way. Suddenly in an instant both of them are on a nearby roof. The highest Kat could find within her range. There's no transition it's as if they had always been there and not down in the alley. "It is lonely. Most of my peergroup are shits. But I have a little private army of men who know my secret and treasure me for what I am. I am thinking of going public. I mean there are so many open supers and immortals now - why should I stay hidden. I even have a great idea for a tv show where I interview other immortals called 'Lived History'."

Ash Williams has posed:
Buckle hims-- Ash releases the hand like he's just been shocked, and his shout can probably be heard from the ground. "Jesus crap-shooting christ on a cracker! Warn a guy before you teleport him." He takes a breath, and recovers himself before he looks around. "Well, can't see why you wouldn't out yourself. I'm not gonna pretend I'd want to show who I am, especially with double-Ash running around causin' all kinds of problems. Makes you feel any better, I think you're a pretty neat chick, aside from the no warning thing - So where's the harm in letting the world know?"

Battleborn has posed:
"Potential Target located, exterminate." A metalic skeletal figure says as it reaches the top of the roof, and as it raises it's hand, a whirling axe cuts through that extanded hand, before stopping in mid air and going back the other way, taking said mechanical being with it. On the roof on the other side of the alleyway is what looks like an Asgardian Valkyrie, in her left hand she catches the axe, and wit hher right hand she slams the mechanical being down and stomps his head. "And that.. is the last one." She says as she leaps across the rooftop before stopping and looking at Ash and kat. "Oh.. hello." She says as her armor AND weapons vanish in what looks like a small flurry of snow, revealing Helena SHepard in all her Glory, of course, a public hero, war veteren, and construction business owner all rolled into one half asgardian packadge. "

Ekaterina Vespucci has posed:
Kat realises she's being a louse a second or two after she teleports Ash and looks at him sheepishly with her large cornflower blue eyes widening. "Sorry," she says softly. As for the compliment she is paid she smiles warmly, "Well that's the nicest and least creepy thing I've heard this month. One guy though wealthy and handsome grabbed my waist and told me he saw 'all of creation' in my eyes. He could have just said they were nice."

She turns her head to see Battleborn/Helena and is befuddled until the transformation into normal Helena, "Helena... Battleborn. Well this is or may well be fortunate. Me and Ash here were trying to do some hunting for an evil twin of his. I think Ash might want to explain the particulars?"

Mercy Thompson has posed:
Coyote Mercy is out for a run, trotting down the streets and looking for all the world like someone's stray dog, complete with purple collar and tag jingling on it. Hearing a shout, and a familiar voice she stops, sits down and scratches at an ear with a hind leg, a good way to look over her shoulder without being obvious about it.

Ash Williams has posed:
"Hey, if you want creepy, I can creep with the best of 'em. You name a body part, and I /can/ make it inappropriate." Ash defends his own credibility, despite having been remarkably gentlemanly around Kat to date. Of course, a moment later, Ash doesn't miss the metallic figure when she speaks, or dispenses some rather violent mechanical execution. And when she's closer, his response is typically Ash. "Well, hell-o gorgeous." A chuckle under his breath follows. "Wouldn't have figured both of my future ex-wives would meet on the same rooftop. Hey, I'm looking for a ruggedly handsome guy, fourties," Cough, "Chin of a god, rotting right hand a habit of killing people."

Battleborn has posed:
Helena Shepard blinks as she looks at Ash. "I'm spoken for. But I can help you... I'm going to guess.. evil clone, or twin, or robot with your face, or some variation of... and you want to get it, before it get's someone." She says as she tilts her head. She does speak to Kat in Itallian though. "Quindi, la signora don ora sta cercando cloni?"

Ekaterina Vespucci has posed:
Kat notices the stray dog at a glance because of her superhuamn perception but pays it no mind.

"I've been married twice in 1200 years and neither time for love Ash. Those worked oput quite well. I'm not keen to reengage." She states it offhandedly because she sort of feels obligated to say something.

"I wont deny the chin statement - I would like to paint Mr Ash sometime. But have you seen another Ash?" Kat asks Helena. To her Italian remark Kat says pointedly, "Non sono un membro della mafia. E apparentemente sì."

Mercy Thompson has posed:
Mercy finds the rooftop conversation interesting, and easy to eavesdrop on with a coyote's hearing. She sniffs at the air, then stretches, forard, then back...a quick shake and she starts casting about for a scent she recalls from her garage a few days previous.

Ash Williams has posed:
"I may be responsible for today, but I've got nothing to do with what happens tomorrow. Only saying what I'm thinking." Ash seems to completely miss the dog though. Because it's a dog. C'mon. "Yeah yeah, we've all been married for the wrong reasons." Even Ash has. Although he escaped through a mixture of disappearing and then a tragic death. "Uh, I didn't get the bilingual memo, so uh... Watcha talking about?"

Battleborn has posed:
Helena Shepard blinks a few more times. "Wait.. I knew a navy seal that looked like you.. well.. abit more gray, might have been your uncle, not exactly a twin." She says before looking at Kat and giving a smirk. "Just complimenting her on her public service." She says before looking back at the metal handed Ash. "So, what's up with the Hand? Shove it into the wrong place?" She says with a smirk. "Nether teeth can be a real bitch."

Ekaterina Vespucci has posed:
Kat doesn't play along with Helena and tells Ash the truth as is her want, "Sorry that was rude - Helena thinks I am a Mafiosa. As it happens the term goes back to a Sicilian rebellion against Napolenonic occupying forces in the 1800s. I'm quite a bit older than that. And although I am not an inducted member alot of the operational clans like what is left of the Gnuccis like to think of me as such. Simply because I kick them in the testicles when they kick me in the ovaries. But I am not one of them - not a Cosa Nostra. I guess I am Italian so that might matter. But I'm a Supponid from Parma. In particular I was Engelberga of Parma. Born before they even had pasta. An immortal condemned to be asked forever by my men 'Did Marco Polo bring pasta back from China or did the Italians invent it somehow themselves?'" Kat sighs. "The answer is I do not know I am immortal not omnipresent."

Half of her statement is an elaborate joke. One Kat is momentarily proud of. Indeed she cannot solve the pasta mystery.

She simply looks at Helena wonderijng what the heroine will desecrate next. It is charming though - her irreverence.

Mercy Thompson has posed:
Mercy looks up at the rooftop after Kat's speech, then goes on with a slow sniffing around the street to see if she can get a trail.

Ash Williams has posed:
"Unless you're a lot older than you look, I don't think it'd be an uncle." Ash dates himself as he looks between Kat and Helena. "Huh. You'll forgive me if I don't really know much about what goes on over in Europe, it's never really been a concern of mine. But I gotta say if you knew where it came from it'd be easier to claim you're an immortal. Short of letting someone stab you in the ticker, but I can tell you that hurts no matter who you are."

A glance follows, down at his metal hand. "Uh, not exactly. See, this demon possessed my hand, so I cut it off. And now no matter whether I'm five hundred years back or holidaying in Jacksonville, the damned thing likes to grow a new me and try to kill me again."

Battleborn has posed:
Helena Shepard blinks at Kat and chuckles. "I think it's fun to ruffle Kat's feathers." She says before looking back at the hand. "A new you... that kills people... so... if I see you... or not you... how will I know if it's okay to attack?" She says with her hands on her hips. "I'm pretty sure you can;t take an accidental axe to the chest... or a buck shot... or a sword stab... or handle getting pummples by someone with twice the stregnth of a professional weight lifter."

Ekaterina Vespucci has posed:
Kat loks at Ash, "No Kat killing please - I've already died twice over the last two weeks - once at the hands of a Gnucci associate and once at the hands of a giant monstrous automaton I was helping Diana Prince defeat. That last time I came back to life in front of a hundred people with andriod and Iphone cameras running. I'm contemplating going public because I am. And dying feels awful. Ever been shot in the eye? You want proof Ash there's footage now of my broken neck unbreaking itself." Kat's large blue eyes widen to anime size as she speaks.

To Helena a smile of forgiveness, "I appreciate your good natured ribbing. But the Mafia is a sore point. I hate seeing my Italian brothers and sisters who were so outward looking become so viciously tribal."

"Any way we going to hunt this demon or not? Helena could kill him with her pinkie if the reports are true."

Mercy Thompson has posed:
The coyote starts to trot down the street toward the rooftop the trio are occupying. She stops more or less beneath them and sits down and waits. Hunting demons, solo, as a coyote? Not tonight.

Ash Williams has posed:
"Hey, I've died before and I'm fine now. I mean, I'm not in a hurry to do it again but I've been through it before." Ash seems slightly defensive about that. "And he's not really a new me. He's been a pain in my ass since I found that stupid book. And you'll excuse the lack of fancy armor and vanishing weapons," A gesture with his head at the shotgun on his back, "But as the asshole who has saved the planet a dozen times I'm pretty certain I can take whatever anything's gonna throw at me and dish it back twice as hard. Luckily for you, Bad Me doesn't have one of these," He holds up his metal arm. "'Cos he's got my real one."

Battleborn has posed:
Helena Shepard smiles as she looks at the gun ash has. "12 Gaudge, double barrel remmington, nice." She says as she slips a hand into her coat and takes out her own shotgun, though, it's a single barrel, pistol gripped, and a short barrel. "I went with the single barrel leaver action myself." She says with a smile, yeah, Helena likes guns too. "I agree with Kat, let's hunt us a demon, we got three barrels between us, should be enough, if not, I can lock the trigger and slam fire this puppy."

Ash Williams has posed:
"She does the job." Ash observes the level action. Not a bad piece. "And we got history. I've been carrying her longer than you've been around - And if you'll excuse me, evil me may be a Kandarian tumor, but real me is definitely a human, so I'm gonna go down a six pack and catch some Z's." Because that's what responsible adults do instead of hunting evil clones. "Hey, uh, Kat. Can you bring me down?"

Ekaterina Vespucci has posed:
In about four seconds Ash is down on the ground and Kat is with him and then back up with Helena. "Saving the world can wait apparently - as I damn it one failed enterprise at a time. I have some skill at fencing but none with firearms even though I've been selling and buying energy weapons."

Battleborn has posed:
Helena Shepard smiles. "You still have my contact info Kat, if you hear anything, just give me a little ring. And do try and behave." She says with a smile as she walks past the woman, giving a cheeky swat to the woman's backside as she leaps from the rooftop.

Mercy Thompson has posed:
Mercy sighs as the two float to the ground. She sneezes, and trots up, tail wagging...stray dog looking for a scratch, or a treat.