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Date of Scene:	09 June 2019
Location:	Sunnydale, Avalon
Synopsis:	Summary needed
Cast of Characters:	Fiona Glenanne, Daniel Osborn, Zatanna Zatara

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Fiona Glenanne has posed:
The sun's up in Sunnydale. It's a little before ten and the door to the Big Belly Burger joint opens as Fiona Glennan, resident Brooklyn native, and hot tempered Irish woman, comes out in a jacket, t-shirt, jeans and her usual ankle boots. Her watch, a double banded Hermes watch is on her wrist....and she's got her phone out. She dials a number, and shockingly....nothing goes boom. She's actually calling a realtor but she flares her nostrils when put on hold. "I swear I'm gonna buy you guys better hold muzak" she gripes, sitting outside the burger joint and unwrapping her food. She's come here to scout out houses...though admittedly they're a little....boring for her tastes.

Daniel Osborn has posed:
"Want me to play you better hold music?" The voice comes from a young man who was walking past, smiling, laid back in an easy going posture, it's Oz. For the time, his hair is short and auburn, and he's got a DAMB t-shirt and jeans on, the now usual prayer beads around his neck, and a studded bracelet on each wrist. "Maybe something upbeat, help the mood, ya know?" he half shrugs. "Burger? For breakfast? Guess I'm not the strangest one around here."

Fiona Glenanne has posed:
Fiona inspects her burger and bites into it savoring the taste. Roasted ,meat. Cheese. Tomato. Some relish. Ketchup. Perfect for Fi. She looks up "Mmmm?" she asks. "Oh, you play instruments? DAMB, Is that Dingoes Ate My Baby? I got a friend who knows about them" she says setting the burger on her lap and nodding. "Sure. Sure, Start playing me hold music will ya?" she asks, her accent New York City crossed with Irish. "Ah I was up at six, got food on the drive into Manhattan then walked around a bit, did some shopping, then decided I'd stay up" Fiona says and chews on a fry. She looks to Oz. "So who are you?" she asks and wipes her hands on a napkin again, sipping the drink she's got, cherry soda.

Daniel Osborn has posed:
Oz grins. "You know of us?" he asks. "Hey. I guess I haven't failed my mission after all. Even if we were on break the last 6 months? Cool." He settles himself on the bench beside her. "Well, unfortunately I don't have my guitar with me, but..." he seems to think, then grins, He starts doing air guitar with his hands, making some straight up silly noises to go with it. It's clear he's just being funny at this point. "How's that, ah?"

Fiona Glenanne has posed:
Fiona actually laughs, "It's good for trying to impersonate a guitar" she says and sets down her food, looking to Oz again. "Yeah I got some friends in Russia and China who love your stuff" Fi says. Not going to reveal just the type of contacts....but...Fiona looks pleased though. "See, you guys are known. Not well known, but known" she says and hangs up on the realtor. "So this is Sunnydale, huh?" she asks with a look. "So what's going on?" she asks and offers a hand. "I'm Fiona"

Daniel Osborn has posed:
Oz shakes the hand, nodding. "Oz," he says. "Dammit. Russia and China, not the audience we were looking for." He laughs, shaking his head. "Oh well. This is Sunnydale. Home of the super creepies. And me of course." He smiles, leaning back on the bench a bit. "Still can't believe you're having a burger for breakfast," he mutters to himself, with a bit of a chuckle.

Fiona Glenanne has posed:
Fi shakes her head. "You got an audience. Be happy" she says with a smile, then digs into the burger again. "Lunch" she says between bites. "It's lunch for me"

Once the burger's gone she laughs. "Ah super creepies? LOok. I live in Brooklyn. Super creepy stuff is normal. Have you seen the city's workers?" she jokes and looks pleased at her own joke. "Oz, huh. Like the country. So are you out to kill me with spiders and kangaroos?" she adds with a wickd smile.

Daniel Osborn has posed:
"Wrong country," Oz says. "Not quite. But if random disappearances and super strange things at night are your thing?" He grins. "Welcome home." He looks up to the sky, turning to watch the sun making its way higher into the sky. "The sky's normal at least," he says. "And beautiful. As always."

Fiona Glenanne has posed:
Fi shakes her head. "That's nothing a good gun and a few grenades can't deal with" Fi says and taps her phone. Off in the distance. Way, way off in the distance, there's a faint explosion. Fi's back to her usual ways of killing time. "Ah that train was just gonna be scrapped anyhow. I just made their jobs easier" she says with a nod. "Instead of breaking it apart, I did that for them. Aren't I nice?" Fiona asks and studies Oz. "You're an odd one. Prayer beads. Studded bracelets. A band t-shirt and enough red hair to make any Irish girl jealous" she quips and puts her phone away finally,

Daniel Osborn has posed:
Oz's eyes widen a bit. "You...blew up...what?" he asks. "You...kill...people...for fun?" He looks at her, quite horrified. So speechless and horrified, in fact, that he doesn't even respond to the second half of her statement. Get past the killing innocent people thing first...

Fiona Glenanne has posed:
"Oh no no" Fiona says cheerfullly. "It was an empty train, set for being torn apart by people making a buck an hour. It was in an empty warehouse. I just took out the grinding and power saw part of the scrapping the train thing" Fi says. "Trust me, if I hurt innocents I'd be as horrified as you" she admits and shakes her head. "I made especially sure nobody was within 500 yards of the train. Admittedly, there may not be a warehouse left....but....the train...it's in nice little bits" Fi points out, going back to eating her burger like just blowing up a train is no big deal. It isn't. She got a nice paycheck out of it really....and is glad of it. Anything to help keep her skills sharp.

Daniel Osborn has posed:
Oz lets out a breath and nods slightly. "I hope you're right," he says, turning back to her. "So, what else were you saying?" he asks. "I got distracted y a...big orange ball of light."

Zatanna Zatara has posed:
Heavy Footsteps come in rapid succession as the raven haired Mistress of Magic goes running down the streets of Sunnydale. Why is she running through Sunnydale instead of say, Bludhaven? Well fewer people know her here. Not that it makes so much of a difference in her case. She's quite well known after all.

"He's messing with demons, Zatanna! He is trying to use them to steal stuff and to kill those who stop him! You have to stop this! PLEASE!" The voice of the imp begging her help was pounding in her head. Just another sleepless night in Shadowcrest. If it weren't for that, she'd probably still be in bed but, alas, sleep is sometimes a luxury.

This of course leads her here. Running down the streets of Sunnydale in a grey sweat suit and sneakers with her hair pulled back in a pony tale. Most wouldn't give her a second glance. She looks like just another woman doing a daily exercise run.

Her attention goes to the Big Belly Burger. Her stomach lets out a growl, begging for sustinance, So she runs in that direction. A breakfast sandwich, some hashbrowns and coffee. Oh lots of coffee! She may even have to refill the cup several times but Coffee sounds so good!"

Fiona Glenanne has posed:
"Fi watches and looks amused, "Oh people get distracted by things going boom" she says pulling out a flask. It's shaped like a grenade, complete with a pin, though it's very slightly colored differently and is a little smaller than an actual grenade....with a different top. Still the same pin mechanism....which Fiona pulls to open the flask and sips from it. Coffee. She slides the cherry cola aside and sets the flask down on the seat. She's not stupid enough to try that trick with a real grenade. "You know, one time I did that in Texas, I cleared out a whole apartment complex and nearly got shot" Fiona muses, "Then I read a week later a cop tried it with a flashbang and got hurt really bad. I called him and toldf him if he needed anything just tell me. His exact words were, fuck you, you crazy bitch" Fi says with a chuckle. She slides the pin back onto the flask and slides it back into her pocket again, phone out now. "I made that myself, emptied out a grenade, did a bit of metalwork.....there ya go. Of course, blew out two walls in my building at the time and had the cops swarming me, but....small things" Fiona shrugs, scrolling through her phone. "Hey, that's handy" she says and doesn't elaborate further.

Daniel Osborn has posed:
Oz gapes at the grenade type flask for a moment. "Wow, that's pretty cool," he says. "So, you love your explosives, I take it." But then he spots something. "Looks like we got a visitor," he says, standing up off the bench as he spots Zatanna running toward them. He doesn't recognize her, but he can tell, the little details, she's tired, and she's hungry. Well, this is the right place to fix that, for sure. He lifts a hand to wave at her, with a friendly smile.

Zatanna Zatara has posed:
Zatanna gives a wave as she quickly makes her way into the Big Belly Burger. She grabs her breakfast and a coffee big enough that it would make the Flash jittery. She comes out and makes her way to a bench near Oz and Fi. Upon sitting, she begins fishing out her food. Getting out her breakfast sandwich she frowns. They gave her a cold Bacon Egg and cheese sandwich! She rolls her eyes over it. "ekaM ti toh!" She whispers.

Immediately the sandwich gets warm. Then she goes for a drink of her coffee. SPITTAKE TIME!!! Its not coffee! They messed up her order! "You have got to be kidding me! Could you make sure no one takes my seat!" She gets up and heads back into the fast food joint...

Fiona Glenanne has posed:
"Sure!" Fi says and just puts the flask by it, along with herself. She's picked guarding seats. By way of occupying them....as Fi looks to Oz. "You could say that" Fi says with a knowing look. "I'm a businesswoman. I do business. sometimes that involves explosions" she says tapping her phone....as nothing goes boom this time. Fi looks amused until her phone beeps. "You gotta be kidding me?" Fi asks, "Spent all day tracking this guy and he's under my nose, in this part of Bloodhaven?" she asks. As she moves a holster's visible with a handgun in it....as Fi shakes her head. "You've got to be kiddding me....right?" she asks with a groan. "Why me. Why now? There's one cure for this...." she sighs.

Daniel Osborn has posed:
Oz is starting to get the feeling this might just be a dangerous woman. "What is it?" he asks, frowning slightly. Whatever it is, this can't be good. But he folds his arms, sitting back down where he was before. Hopefully he's not getting dragged into anything, he has people he wants to see later today and all that.

Zatanna Zatara has posed:
What happens next inside that restaurant is something that is still up for debate. Some say the woman went in, demanded to see the manager, got her money back AND got her order straightened out. Others say she said something or other and half the staff became goats. Still others say that she did the whole, "DO YOU KNOW WHO I AM?" thing and got them to give her the proper order. Whatever the cause, That Big Belly Burger would go on to improve in quality for the foreseeable future.

Zatanna quickly returns from the restaurant with her proper order. She sits down, takes a drink of her coffee and just lets out a sigh of relief. "Ahh So much better." Then she takes a bite of her properly made sandwich. Now the day was going to go well for her. Sometimes fate just needs a slight helping hand.

Fiona Glenanne has posed:
Fi looks to the woman and offers a hand. "Hey. I'm jealous. They never offered to swap my burger for a sandwich" she says and shakes her head. "Ah well, I got a breakfast t half six in the Bronx. Admittedly, that was before I sort of..." she says as her phone beeps. "Great. Aiden Small. Great. He's here in Sunnydale. Oh he's somebody I'm keeping an eye on" Fi shrugs and looks unimpressed. She's aware multiple people want Mr Small dead. And quite a few want him alive. Fi doesn't really care much....she's been tasked to ensure he lives..but if he happens to die, and it's not /really/ her fault....then......no sweat really. Fi offers a hand. "I'm Fiona. Fiona Glennan" she says with a knowing smile, "You sure I can't swap your sandwich for my burger?" she asks, trying anyhow.

Daniel Osborn has posed:
"Name doesn't ring a bell," Oz says, thoughtfully. "Then again, I'm not really in that particular field of work." He shrugs, but looks over to Zatanna. "Oz," he says. "You look tired. I'm guessing you could use about..." He looks at her, then at her coffee, pondering. "5 more of those."

Zatanna Zatara has posed:
Zatanna shrugs, "Umm Well I was kind of wanting to enjoy my morning sandwich but I can do this I think..." She quickly speaks, "regrub emoceb hciwdnas!" Instantly the burger would shift to a breakfast sandwich. She looks at Oz and nods, "You have no idea. I had a late night visitor who was trying to get me to go do the hero thing. I am usually not in the business of helping people in that area but I understand why."

She pauses, "Small..." She looks down. "Ummm. Be careful." That name rings a very big bell. It might be time to go to work.

Fiona Glenanne has posed:
"Oh thanks" Fi says chowing down on the sandwich quite happily, handing Zat $5 for her trouble. The name Small absolutely rings a bell and she puts ahand on her gun holster, though she's got other ways of getting Mr Small out of his house. Step 1. Terrify the guy. Step 2: Make him want to turn himself in.....and to that end, Fi looks amused and pleased.

Daniel Osborn has posed:
"Magic," Oz says, with a slight nod. "Something I'm...a little familiar with, at least. Willow uses magic." Not that kind of magic, but either way. He looks between the 2, considering something. "He's in Sunnydale?" he asks. "Can't be good."

Zatanna Zatara has posed:
Zatanna of course refuses the the money. After all she only charges for magic shows. She takes a long drink of her coffee before speaking up. "By the way, my name is Zatanna."

She then looks at Fiona. "Your guy is involved in some really heavy stuff. Stuff that goes beyond just theft and being a pain in the ass."

"Magic is what i do. I put on a show every week in different cities."

Fiona Glenanne has posed:
Fiona shakes her head, "I'm aware what he's into. Personally, I'd rather just blow up his house" Fi says, "While he's in it. He's no innocent" she says and looks darkly to Zatanna then Oz. "Anyone object if I just go lay enough C4 to launch his place sky high?" she asks, itching to deal with that guy once and for all. Stil though she's got company. Which is why she asked first.

Daniel Osborn has posed:
"Um..." Oz considers. "Might disturb the peace," he says. "I'd say probably not." But he turns his attention to Zatanna. "Zatanna, as in...Zatanna Zatara?" His eyes widen briefly, but he smiles. "Yeah, you're definitely one of the more well known magicians, that's for sure. And at least you can say it's real magic." He chuckles, but at the same time he's still serious, after all the others have a problem to deal with, and he's respecting that.

Zatanna Zatara has posed:
She gives a nod, "Yep. Thats the one!" She snickers. Turning to Fiona again she shakes her head, "Killing him would turn his friends loose. His friends aren't exactly human. He is going to need to be dealt with a little differently." She takes a deep breath, "In a way, Mr. Small is the reason I didn't get much sleep. I had a late night visitor asking me to deal with him because he is messing with some seriously bad forces."

Fiona Glenanne has posed:
Fi shakes her head yet again. "So what do you suggest then. If we gotta deal with him...then......what, shoudl I get a proton pack and suck him up?" she asks, imitating a vacuum cleaner. "I mean, we could clean his house at the same time. You know. Efficiency!" Fi says, looking pleased as she turns serious again, "Oz, you want to help us?" she asks gently. "You know the area, right?"

Daniel Osborn has posed:
Oz quietly snickers when Fi mentions the proton pack, shaking his head slightly. "Demons," he says to Zatanna. "Is he a summoner? We may have a way bigger shit show to deal with than you thought, Fiona." Yep, he knows, he knows the dangers of demons and what summoners are capable of. Been there, done that.

Zatanna Zatara has posed:
Zee smiles a little, "Yes." This was to Oz of course. WHen Fiona mentions proton packs she can't help but chuckle. "I don't exactly know if those things would work on demons. What visited me last night was actually an imp. Mr. Small has been dabbling in magic. He summoned several demons and has decided to use them to keep himself safe while he enacts his baser desires. I don't usually agree to help when hell comes calling but he's throwing off the balance."

She pauses, "If we were to just eliminate Small, It would free the demons into this city. That is far worse. So what we need to do is break his hold on him. We see how he has those creatures bound to him. Then, well you won't need an explosion to shut him down. Demons don't like being used like that. They will turn their attention on him and deal with him themselves."

Fiona Glenanne has posed:
Fi looks unsure for a moment. "Yeah but what happens when the demons kil him?" she asks, "Don't they need dealing with?" she adds....this is so out of her league it's not even funny. She's used to easy jobs. This just got a whole lot weirder. Still....she's now unsure if her gun will even help much. "So what do we do, go in, talk to the demons, then what, we convince them they're being used?" Fi asks, sounding unhappy at the idea of not shooting or detonating anything. Still she's starting to consider Oz and Zee her team....and she's listening to them.

Daniel Osborn has posed:
"You forgot a piece, Zatanna," Oz says. "If he's bound them to him via contracts, this will be much harder. If he's sold pieces of his soul for their services," he leaves the rest unsaid, it's pretty self explanitory, after all. But he does nod slightly to Fiona. "Gun won't be much help here. Holy water, as a precaution, if we need it."