6756/Log

Log
Date of Scene:	04 March 2019
Location:	Unknown
Synopsis:	Summary needed
Cast of Characters:	Duskbringer, 87

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Duskbringer has posed:
During the past couple of days, rest hadn't come easy for Dusk. Constantly staying up late working on cases for clients, on top of driving crime away from the streets as best he can, was starting to take a toll on the young lad's sleep patterns. Not to a level of major concern, but one of concern nonetheless. He needed a break. He needed to relax. He needed friends.

That thought had made him chuckle as emerged from his bedroom in his apartment, walking towards his kitchen for breakfast. Upon taking a few minutes to set up a bowl of cinnamon sugary cereal, he sat himself down at his dinner table and willed his shadow to grab the tv remote nearby. Flicking it to the news for background noise, he resumed eating as his mind wandered.

As his thoughts drifted, so did his eyes, landing on the small paper card he was handed a few days ago from a talking anthropomorphic cat.

"Hm...Titans Tower..." An offer to mingle with a full team to other heroes, extended to him by Vorpal. "An eccentric one, that cat..." He smiled to himself as he slid the card closer to him, followed by his phone nearby.

"I guess it couldn't hurt to meet some new people...or with just him at the very least."

Proud of his own social-skill progress, he dialed the number as he took a bite of cereal, and waited for the ring.

Vorpal (87) has posed:
Beep Beep. Vorpal looks down at his watch and notices the call coming in. He can take a break from patrolling, he decides, and sits down at the edge of roof before he reaches into a rabbit hole and snatches the phone he had left by his bedside.

"Vorpal the Cheshire Cat speaking, how can I help ya?" he says, letting his legs dangle over the edge.

Duskbringer has posed:
The voice caught him by surprise, and right as he shoveled a spoonful of cereal into his mouth. He nearly spit it back out in the process.

"Mph!" He forced himself to chew quickly before swallowing, nearly inhaling milk. "Mph...sorry. Caught me right in the middle of a bite. This is Duskbringer, from the robbery incident. Morning, I hope I didn't wake you or anything, I just happened to see your card on my table and..."

//Stop talking, Dusk. Slow down.// He thought to himself before just settling on a very simple...

"Sorry. Hi. It's Dusk."

Vorpal (87) has posed:
"Oh... OH yes! You're the dude with the shadow powers, right? Nah, you're fine! I take naps throughout the day, you know how it is. I'm always being woken up one way or another." Vorpal chuckles, peering over the edge of the roof at the people below.

"That was some nice work you did on the heist. I take it you wanted to talk shop?"

Duskbringer has posed:
Dusk took a slight sigh of relief knowing he hadn't awoken the feline. He moved his cereal around with his spoon as he spoke.

"Yup, that's me. Thanks for the help with that, by the way. Glad someone was there to keep from getting out of hand." He crossed his legs as he sat in his seat. "So yeah, I had come across the card you gave me. Could be nice getting to know some of the other supers near here. Offer still open for a lunch or something?"

Vorpal (87) has posed:
"A lunch? Huh, sure! We'll probably have to hit one of the places that are more familiar with capes, so none of the fancier fare." He stands up and stretches a bit, walking along the ledge as someone without the slightest fear of losing his balance. "So tell me, where are you usually based? I kind of go everywhere because I've got a power that travels, but I know folks aren't usually that mobile..." he pauses. "You know, you're having breakfast right now. If you stopped, we could go out for brunch. You'll just have had the bru- part of it."

Duskbringer has posed:
"Huh...didn't know there were places like that. Ya know, 'familiar with capes', as you put it." He took another bite of his cereal, hoping it didn't get too soggy. It was on the cusp.

"I was in New York for some time before moving into Massachusetts due to some work issues. You know, secret identity nonsense..." 'Twas the truth... well, more so a half-truth, but a truth.

"I get around pretty swiftly. I've got an ability that lets me as well. Quick rapidly actually." He gave himself a smile before pausing a raised spoonful of cereal, hearling the cat's suggestion. "That's a valid point. I've already had the bru-, now I just need the -unch."

Vorpal (87) has posed:
"Yeah, there's diners that fall on common patrol routes in several cities. Supers go there all the time, and they love it 'cause that means they don't get robbed as often. On the other hand, it does make them susceptible to villain strikes, but I haven't seen that happen very often. Villains love a good greasy spoon just like anyone else..."

He pauses and looks around. "So there's a really cool pita place in New Troy. You know downtown much? It's close to the Hall of Justice, a few streets east, by Tremont and Finger?"

Duskbringer has posed:
"I see why that works for them. Constant protection." Dusk chuckled to himself as he spooned his cereal in his bowl.

"I've been around downtown, I'm sure I've passed it here and there. Pita place, you say? Sounds tasty." He felt he could smell it from here.

Vorpal (87) has posed:
"If you give me a cross-street near you, I can open a Rabbit Hole in ten minutes for you. Give you some time to get there." The cheshire cat grins and starts running, leaping over the gap between buildings as he heads towards the food place. "What with me interrupting your breakfast, it's the least I could do, right?"

Duskbringer has posed:
Dusk smiled as he picked up his bowl and moved to the sink. "I appreciate the gesture. Hemenway and Bensley. Corner Apartments, southwest of Tremont. I'm looking for a...a rabbit hole?" He moved to his bedroom to change into his suit.

Vorpal (87) has posed:
"Yeah. Just look for a hole in the fabric of reality. Circular. Usually shows a whole different place that shouldn't be there." The Cheshire grins and heads over to the food place, taking a fire escape to descend. "So how's about ten to fifteen minutes?"

Duskbringer has posed:
"I'll set a timer." He gave a smile as he pulled his suit from his closet, the black spandex uniform with a fox on the chest, a white vector fox head breaking down into pixels. He pulled it on, his bare feet exposed alongside his hands. He strapped on his tactical gear pouches to his waist and thighs, being sure to grab a spare LED that he slipped into one of his pouches. He was ready to go.

He slipped out his bedroom window over to his fire escape, and leapt up to his roof (after shutting his window, of course). He ran along the railing until e got to the mentioned corner, peeking over the edge and keeping an eye out for the 'circular hole in the fabric of reality'. You know, as one does.

Vorpal (87) has posed:
The hole in reality is there, just a few seconds later than anticipated, but nevertheless it is there. The Pita place in New Troy is in plain view, and the Cheshire Cat is sitting at one of the sidewalk tables, taking advantage of the rather nice weather.

"Hey there, stranger!" he waves through the hole in reality, grinning, "Grab a seat and call the cat a bastard!"

Duskbringer has posed:
He took a glance into the hole in reality, fascinated by the mere physics of it...not that he understood any physics. With a bit of a wary smile and a swallow, he hopped through the portal, instantly transported.

With a look back as the 'rabbit hole' (as the cat called it) closed, he chuckled a bit as he looked around the street.

"Really impressive trick. Wish I could just ToonTown my way into anywhere." He took a seat across from the orange feline, getting comfortable.

Vorpal (87) has posed:
"Oh, it has its setbacks." He reaches and dips a pita triangle into the garlic spread and chomps on it. "I haven't found then yet, but I'm sure they are there!" he chuckles and leans back on his chair. "I ordered us some appetizers and dips. Try the tabouleh, it's divine."

"So... this may be small but you could consider it an unofficial welcome wagon to the superhero party bus!"

Duskbringer has posed:
Accepting the invitation, he grabbed a small triangle of the pita from the table, and dipped it into the cat's suggested dip. He took a bite with a satisfying crunch, taking his time to actually taste all of the flavors.

"Hm. That's interesting." He swallowed, letting the flavor marinate for a minute. "And thank you for the welcoming. I don't see many around here...well, at least in my part of the neighborhood."

Vorpal (87) has posed:
"Tough area, but at least not prone to supervillains... yet." The Cheshire cat ponders, taking a sip out of the turkish coffe. "It's hard to start out, isn't it? I'm only two years into this thing... but I sort of had help in getting me ease into the life. The Titans have enough experienced members... like Robin." Who wasn't Robin anymore, but he didn't know what to call him, "You planning to stick it out solo?"

Duskbringer has posed:
"Yeah, you're lucky. At least you had actual good people to help you instead a band of criminals." He gives a slight chuckle before a beat of silence, looking down as his own cup to drink maybe a second too long. He cleared his throat before taking a sip.

"Unsure. As I said, not many supers around my area. Someone's gotta protect 'em, right? While I do sometimes prefer the solitude, can't help but feel like it's a bit...too quiet, you know?"

Vorpal (87) has posed:
"Hmm, I know what you mean." Vorpal doesn't prod too much, apparently, or he is biding his time concerning the remark about the criminals. "Well, would you be inclined to have some of us offering to patrol in tandem sometimes? it always helps to have a helping hand." He smiles and reaches for another pita triangle.

Duskbringer has posed:
"Definitely couldn't hurt. 'Strength in numbers,' as they say." He gives a smile before taking another sip of his drink. "Speaking of helping hands, I wanted to thank you in person for helping out with that robbery a few days ago. Kinda cool having the Titans help you out. And WONDER WOMAN-" He cut himself, lowering his voice after looking around to see if he caught anyone's attention. "Did you see Wonder Woman showed up?!"

Vorpal (87) has posed:
"Errr..." the Cheshire cat chuckles, and scratches the back of his head. "Well, actually, she ... wasn't there."

He hates doing this, becuse he remembers how -he- reacted when Wonder Woman actually showed up. "That's my other power. You see, I can create..."

He waves a hand, and suddenly Vorpal *is* Wonder Woman. "I can enchant illusions," he says, with a voice that sounds like Diana's own voice! "I use them to distract and misdirect. And a few more, er, intense effects, like causing people to throw up."

He snaps his fingers and, once again, he is Vorpal. "I'm so sorry if I disappointed you like that. BUT," he raises a finger, "I can assure you that you will probably meet Wonder Woman if you keep at it."

Duskbringer has posed:
There's a bit more than just a single beat of silence as "Diana" appeared in front of him then disappeared once more. He stared in shock, blinking in quiet before a calm "Oh" came forth. A few more beats of silence, then a big smile.

"That's actually really impressive! Fooled me!" Dusk didn't seem to be too disappointed besides the initial shock, but mainly because he was more interested in the feline's abilities. "I can...uh...do something similar, but not as impressive."

He focused a bit as the shadow underneath him began to cloak his form, bathing his entire body from head to toe in black. His shape shifted, a slight smoky ripple coming from his form as he took on the shape of the feline across from him. A fully silhouetted form of Vorpal, a walking shadow, perfectly mirroring the cat's movements and position. "I can look like anyone, too. Well...their shadow."

Vorpal (87) has posed:
"Oh wow! We could be performing 'Me and My Shadow'- that is amazing!" Vorpal leans on the table, elbows on it. "You have the power to control shadows- amazing! Tell me more about it! How did you find out you had this power? Where does it come from?"

Duskbringer has posed:
Dusk gives a slight chuckle as he rubbed the back of his head. "Ehhh...that's a tad complicated...I was kind of, um...born with it? Like a...an imprint from an entity that basically wants to use me as a window into this world?" He gave the most awkward smile he's ever given.

Vorpal (87) has posed:
"Oh, hey! What a coincidence- my powers come from the fact that I merged with the Cheshire Cat and our souls got blended together, so to speak. I didn't use to look like a freak, y'know- I once used to be a human!"

He takes a sip of his drink and raises an eyebrow, "So you've had a lifetime to refine your powers? I've only been at it for two years."

Duskbringer has posed:
"Still learning...didn't really understand at the time...I was very young when I realized I even had them. Parents kinda...left, so I had to fend for myself. They kinda manifested after that." He sipped his drink from his mug before reaching for another pita chip.

Vorpal (87) has posed:
"Well, one thing I'll tell ya, it's that we're not going to get to know each other's powers by talking about them!" The Cheshire cat reaches once again into a rabbit hole to pull out his wallet, and starts dropping a payment and very generous tip. "What do you think about doing a bit of an impromptu rooftop hop across town and show each other what we can do? I am sure you've got all sorts of skills you haven't had the chance to tell me about!"

Duskbringer has posed:
A small smirk crept across the young lad's face as he tied his dreads back. "That sounds like a pretty fun idea. What's a bit of hero work without something fun, huh? I'm game." The hero stood, smiling as he also left a tip. "Meet you on the roof!"

With that, his form dissipated in a puff of smoke, reappearing on the roof of the roof of a nearby building. He looked back to the cat and waved to grab his attention.

As he waved, his mind was grazed with the thought that he might actually have made a friend.