6561/Don't Club Baby Rillas

Don't Club Baby Rillas
Date of Scene:	18 February 2019
Location:	Unknown
Synopsis:	Just something casual.
Cast of Characters:	Blackout, Kid

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Blackout has posed:
    For him, it's been a long day of research and pouring over data. He enjoys it. But not half as much as he enjoys using his abilities. That enjoyment is restricted however. They said, 'Don't use your powers unless in extreme emergency.' Pshaw. He's got skills. Has been using them in his dreams and now in the waking world for a couple of years. He knows they just want to keep him on a short leash. But how do you really leash a teleporter that can port to Mars and back in two shakes? Not even Blackout knows the answer to that.

Today, Blackout is in his normal guise as mild mannered physicist dressed in all black - because black is the new-new black and its his style. It's almost like CIA black gear. Boots, cargo pants, and a black pull over with a mock turtle. He's muscular beneath the clothing, but not overly so. He doesn't work out like beefcake 3000s. Plus, he's a scientist and still wears his badge on his belt that reads, "Marcus Daniels. Physics Department." With a fancy bird looking symbol in the background. He moves across the club toward the bar and will take a seat on one of the stools. There he will wait to garner the bartender's attention so that he may order a vodka-tonic.

Kid has posed:
    While it wasn't peek hours, one rilla was still on the job. Which included taking out trouble. In this case, the massive rilla was carrying two folks, one with purple skin the other with webbed hands. Mutants obviously. They had been knocked out by the rilla who lumbers across the altered warehouse, passing by the bar Blackout was at. He kicks open a door quite forcefully - evident by the dent in it, and without a second thought litterly tosses the two out. What they did is anyone guess, but no one messes with this particular bouncer.
    He comes back and slams his furry hand on the bartop twice. Which does a far quicker job of getting the bartender's attention. Though the rilla actualy gestures with his head to Blackout as if to inform him he had been waiting. The tender gives Kid the stink eye, but there was a grin before he turns to Blackout "Sorry Sir. What can I get you?"

Blackout has posed:
    Marcus was expecting mutations. He's seen them before. But mostly in passing and never really had time or the inclination to stop and stare. Those opportunities were rare. But now. This is one of those moments that he cannot take his eyes off the passing of the rilla carrying the two mutants. His mind does indeed wonder what transpired, but he's no fool and won't be asking such questions. Though his eyes portray a curiosity and amazement as they peer over the features of the three; and then the one that returns to the bar.

    The slamming of the hand on the bar makes him tighten up a bit, pucker factor if it were. Then with the attention of the tender, Marcus says, "I'll have a vodka-tonic. Please." - his tone is timid. Somewhat softer than he could generate if need be. Then when the words are delivered, he turns to the rilla and says, "Thanks.", as a gesture of gratitude to having called over the bartender.

Kid has posed:
    Well there was more than enough oppertunities here. From the three armed DJ who had come in and began to talk with some friends, to blantant show off of abilities. Cue Bartender "Right away Sir" as he got the glass, the requested drink floats over and pours into the glass infront of Marcus. At the same time...a large jug of juice it seems floats up from under the counter and lands infront of Kid "And I know your going to ask Jua, so here it is" when the rilla seems about to do something the bartender quickly says "And no. You can ask when your 21" which cause Kid to cross his arms grumbling. The drinks promptly put themselves away - a practiced telekinitic clearly. So you had obviouse mutants, not so obviouse mutants, and normal folks...and gorillas apparently.

Kid...now known as Jua opens the jug and downs a good amoutn of it, wiping off spare juice on his arm. He looks to Marcus and smiles, revealing his four massive canines. Turning a dial on a bracer he wore. He began to sign - the signing was followed by a synthetic male voice eminating from the watch "Heh. No problem. So what brings yea here anyways"

Blackout has posed:
    'Amazing' is a soft word that Marcus mutters as he watches the telekinetic feats and the exchange between bartender and Kid, now known as Jua. But when all that is said and done, Marcus' attention is on Jua who turns a dial and then begins to sign. Words emit from the box, even with casual or passive speech patterns.

    It takes a moment, after takes the glass with his left hand, drinks and then sits the glass down. His eyes remain on Jua and he says with a more assured voice, "I was looking for a place to drink. Saw the mural, thought it was cool. This is not at all what I expected."

Kid has posed:
    Kid rubs his belly a moment as he takes another drink. His small ears twitch as he listens. Despite how calm he was...there was an air of aggression and anger around the gorilla, as his eyes scan the warehouse for trouble makers.
    Soon enough Kid signs "Well what were you expecting in mutant town and a place called Club Evolution?" he wonders. He let out a beastly chuckle. "Take you do not get out much?" he tries to subtle take a ale, only to get his hand slapped by the very bottle. He sighs.

Blackout has posed:
    "Out.. most of my outings were at night and avoiding people. Now my outings are regulated." Marcus says with a reflective grin. "So not really. I sort of missed a lot of the evolution."

    Marcus takes another drink from the glass and instead of waiting for a response to his answer, commentary he states, "Oh sorry. I'm Marcus. You're Jua? Did I hear that right?" and he'll actually offer his hand in greeting, as if to shake or to fist-bump or whatever the kids are doing now days.

Kid has posed:
    Jua glances at the hand a moment, and glances to the bartender. He makes a shaking gesture for Jua, as if trying to teach the rilla. Likewise, Jua follows up and grabs Marcus hand, almost crushing it really as he shakes it. Luckily it is brief as he let go to sign an answer "Yea. Jua, one of the bouncers for the joint." he is eyeing him with narrowed eyes as he signs "And...regulated? You some sort of lab rat?" the synthetic voice carried obviouse disdain at the idea.
    "Hate being watched...way to sufficating. But why you avoiding people anyways? Well guess I can understand avoiding police officers, scientists, and idiotes. Not sure which is worse, scientist or idiotes" he pauses in thought

Blackout has posed:
    The crushing part? ow. Marcus' hand is grabbed and squeezed. There is a grimace on his face revealing pain. It's good that it was only for a few moments and when his hand is released, he withdraws it, flexing, extending his fingers and then taking it in the other hand to rub it lightly under the bar while he listens to the voice box.

    Marcus smiles as Jua lists all the possible options that deal with Marcus' life. When he gets to the scientist part, there's a slight widening to the smile. And then given the opportunity, Marcus notes, "Well; not all scientists are bad. I'm a physicist. Theoretical with the leaning toward practical if they let me. And by they, the people that hold my leash. Basically, I was a criminal. I did things that I shouldn't have. Not bad things. Just illegal things. And now I'm on probation - working for the man, doing research."

Kid has posed:
    Kid looks Marcus up and down - he was notably ALOT less friendly seeming, as if he was considering biting his head off...and he definintly looked capable of doing so. He shakes his whole body as if to get it out of his system.
    He signs "You should kill whoever holding your leash"

This prompt a "JUA!" from the bartender.

"What, it is true!" he signs.

The bartender says "Come on Jua, you know that kind of talk can get folks in trouble"

Kid sighs in annoyance which sounds more like a very low growl. He signs "If it illegal, it is bad seems to be the common basis. But guess I am in the same boat more or less. Though not quite the same circumstance"

Blackout has posed:
    There was a moment of fear when Jua presented as dangerous. The scent escaped his pores as Marcus almost backed away. Luckily there was an interruption of the bartender which re-grounded Marcus and allowed him to hear and put it all into context so that he could formulate a proper answer.

    "Oh, wait.. it's metaphorical. Not a real leash. They're my employers now. Damn. Sorry. I was just saying that I'm basically on probation and I really want to do more than just physics. But hey? Killing them. That's really out of the question. Especially if I want to keep out of jail. Or worse."

Kid has posed:
    Jua nose flares a moment as he locks eyes with Marcus. Could he smell his fear? Regardless it clear Jua was far from simply being another mutant in the town. A few moments pass as he seems to collect the infomation and process it. "Oh. Well than quit. Open up your own lab. Do your own thing. I like working with machines myself. Ended up...uh...robbing a few cars among other things. That was in the past mind you" for the most part, but he doesn't sign that.
    "But least yours was only metaphorical...I am...WAS more litteral. Genuine 100% escaped science experiment." he gives two sarcastic thumbs up complete with (intimidating) smile, before they drop "So yea. Killing was definintly on the table far as I was concerned. Hated being a lab rat, refused to be one anymore."

Blackout has posed:
    "Sorry to hear that. And I didn't mean to bring up a sore subject." Marcus notes in an apologetic tone. He takes another drink and then sits the empty glass down, reaches into his pocket and pulls out a 20 and lays it on the counter.

    Then turning his attention back to Jua, he decides that continuing down this subject isn't the best of avenues and he states, "So you're a bouncer now. That's great. Looks like your talents are put to good use."

Kid has posed:
    "Aye. Got the job....maybe a week ago" he signs "An aquitance I met got me hooked up. Though not really sure it puts my talents to use. I am big...and strong, and intimidating. Not really talents." a pause before he signs "Well guess there ONE talent I do have that helps. Can almost instantly knock out anyone without throwing a punch" he claims

The 20 is taken by the bartender, who quickly adminsters Marcus' change. As well as a reciept. Though he can't help but glance to some folks in the corner who were getting rather...liberated. He says to them "Sorry fellas. Going to have to cut you off"

Blackout has posed:
    Marcus pulls the larger of the bills from the change, pockets it and leaves the other bills, including the reciept. He glances over to the people in the corner that the bartender addresses and then back to Jua expecting the rilla to take an affirmative stance if the corner people act untoward.

    Marcus then comments, "That's definitely a talent. I wonder if it also comes with a puddle?" There's a smirk, he was making a joke, while sliding off the barstool.

Kid has posed:
    "Not normally. I normally just gotta look in someone direction for that" he signs with a chuckle. But hearing the bartender, he glances to the group of folks. He cracks his knuckles, before signing to Marcus "Anyways, you have a good day...seems works about to call" standing up, already ready to ensure trouble was kept at a minmium inside the club.

Blackout has posed:
    "You too, Jua. Great meeting you." Marcus says and was about to offer his hand again, though decided against it. Never that again. Fistbumps for sure are in the future of greeting with Jua.

    Marcus' booted feet head toward the door, only to glance back to see if there's going to be trouble. But not sticking around for it.