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Be Ware of Dog
Date of Scene: 20 July 2019
Location: Turtle's Lair
Synopsis: Summary needed
Cast of Characters: Pippi, April O'Neil




Pippi has posed:
    THE LAIR, a place full of the mysterious, the horrifying, the -- giant stack of pizza boxes teetering dangerously by the fridge with its newly updated slurpee machine attachment!

    Within the lair, one of the newer denizens was rummaging through the fridge, a variety of notes and reminders fluttering on the door as it shifts from side to side, someone humming tunelessly.

    "Taco, taco, tacos, tasty tacos, wrapped up in crunchy sheeeeellls~"

April O'Neil has posed:
April had been busier and busier in her own personal life and career, so she hadn't been by the Lair in some time. The guys had been growing more bold in their outings too and didn't need her to fetch them food nearly as much as they used to.

But, in an effort to stay connected as she can (and not just through the internet) April comes a knocking on the door. She hadn't realized new denizens had moved into the lair though, so upon entering... the young reporter/internet personality, raises her eyebrows.

"Hello?" She says, then spies Pipi. "Ah... hi there." April says, blue jeans, white teeshirt on with a bright yellow hoodie tied around her waist. "Guess I've been absent longer than I realized." She quietly quips.

A hand is extended as she walks to greet Pippi. "I'm April. April O'Neil. Friend of the family.... Wherever they are." A quick glance is shot around the lair.

Pippi has posed:
    Pippi straightens up, poking her nose up over the fridge door, and the canine features of the dog mutant show plainly. She's got a half-and-half face. Half reddish russet, half white. She wears a pair of denim cut-offs and a tee that she '8' NY, with a little giant monster on it and a bite taken out of the number.

    She seems to stare in surprise at April a moment, and then raises her hand in greeting.

    "Ah. Pippi." she introduces herself. She looks around sheepishly.

    "I think they went out on another patrol." she states. "The-they still live here though."

April O'Neil has posed:
A quick smile is shown at the 'they still live here' line and she nods once decisively to that. "Well thats good to know." She says then as she turns and walks to their kitchen table. Her backpack is removed from her shoulders and she turns to set it down on said table, then begins to pull items out from inside it. Snack foods mostly, some of the guys favorites.

"I didn't know they'd had others staying here, I'm going to have to start pestering them for more information, I think." She says with a grin. "I've brought some food supplies and such. You're welcome to any of it, at the cost of maybe hearin' about it later from whichever ones realize someone broke into their resupply."

She turns then next to the table loaded with goodies and sits down on the edge of a chair. "Thats what they wanted me to call it. Resupply... I think they thought it sounded more like a Call of Duty game that way." She states, grinning.

Pippi has posed:
    "... does that have something to do with the booties?" Pippi inquires, her head tilting a moment as she closes the door to the fridge, and takes a deep breath.

    "S-Sorry. Ah. I'm Pippi, I'm a friend of Alopex's, who's a friend of Leonardo's, and Leonardo and Donatello are cool, and Splinter invited us to live here and put our names on the chore board." Pippi states, motioning to a board that, indeed, has all names, plus Alopex and Pippi written on it in Splinter's careful writing.

    She scratches her head a moment, looking up at April as her ears prick up again, her muzzle giving a slight wrinkle before an embarrassed smile.

    "But any friend of the Turtles is a friend of mine--" she trails off, sniffing slightly in the direction of the resupply.

    Nevermind that she has a plate of dubious tacos, which ammount to various fixings piled in taco shells, including spinach, pineapple and what looks like a buffalo chicken tender.

April O'Neil has posed:
A glance is given to that chore board and a grin is showing again on April's visage as she looks back to Pippi. "Hey, I'm just glad that the guys are finding themselves new friends to hang out with. I worry about them, ya know?" She raises a hand up to strike her hair back behind an ear and she motions to the plate of tacos. "So you're cooking down here too? I'm impressed. I'm not sure any of them ever go near the kitchen appliances."

"Looks good too!" She smiles to the other. "Is Splinter doing okay?" She then asks. "Last time I saw Leo he asked me to come by to check in on him, but I"ve just... I've just had a lot going on lately." Which is true, she's busy with both of her jobs.

Pippi has posed:
    "Cooking? Ah." she looks down. "No, I helped Donatello withs ome spring-handle thingie, and he got dinner, so these are leftovers. Anything's a taco if you wrap a shell around it." Pippi replies wisely, and offers the plate over to April politely. Chicken tender with cauliflower. Shaved steak and french fries. One at the end might actually be an actual taco. Looks like beef.

    "As far as I know... he's very mysterious." Pippi states, plunking down in a seat, her ears drawing forward. "Very mysterious." pause.

    "... also a lot intimidating. I... kinda try to stay outta everyone's way down here."

April O'Neil has posed:
April can't help but laugh lightly at several of the things that Pippi says. "What about burritos?" She asks as she reaches for one of the chicken tacos off of the plate and quietly says 'thanks' as well. She's quick to dive in and taste the food and it makes her close her eyes and enjoy the flavor and delight of it all. "This is good." She says with a partially full mouth before placing her left hand over her lips so as not to be rude and/or unpolite in general.

After a moment longer, she reaches for one of the bottles of lemonade she'd pulled out of her backpack and moves to open it. A sip is had and she's grinning. "Imagine getting knocked out by a bunch of ninjas, then waking up over on that sofa over there with all of them standing around you staring at you like you were an alien from another world." She tells Pippi, glancing over to her and showing her a big warm smile.

"That was our first meeting. I'm pretty sure I fainted again, then have to have a second meeting shortly there after."

Pippi has posed:
    "Hrm. Lots of things have shells. Tacos. Ice cream cones. Burritos..." Pippi trails off as she grabs the buffalo chicken tender taco, and listens as she eats. She's moderately less polite, but makes an attempt to at least not be a noisy eater.

    "Ah... I met Alopex first. I was living under a van. An' I met soe other humans 'cause they were trying to find the Beast of the Bronx -- that was me! -- an' I lived with Alopex for a wh ile and then met the turtles at the docks and Alopex said they were friends and then Leonardo took us down here and we met Splinter an' they decided it owuld be for the best to band together so we moved down here but I don't have a whole lot of stuff just Gutters and my blankets and the foo-tun and my backpack." Pippi babbles a bit, and she considers.

    "I don't think anyone's ever looked at me like I was an alien. Most just look at me an' go 'man that looks like a dog'!"

    Her ears prick up though.

    "So you've been friends with them for a while?"

April O'Neil has posed:
April nods to the first part of what Pippi says, shows a little grin and adds onto the list of things with shells. "Turtles. Ninjutsu Turtles. You're right." Her grin blossoms a little larger for a moment before fading again. Another sip is had of her drink and a bit more of the food is taken while the other speaks of her ending up here and how it all came to be.

"It'll be three years this October since they rescued me from the people that were attacking me." She explains. "You'll never meet a group of people more... giving and protective than the guys and Master Splinter. They're legitimately the nicest, kindest hearted and... all around, best, of us." A quick warm smile is shown then.

"Beast of Bronx, huh?" She asks. "I heard of you then. A few call-ins brought you up on my Podcasts. They were saying they thought you were a werewolf, come to eat all of our babies." And she's lightly grinning again.

Pippi has posed:
    "Three years? That's pretty much forever. A lifetime." Pippi pipes up, and she lets her ears go back.

    "I guess. I'unno. I mostly try to not break things. Like the fridge. The punching bag. The glasses. The punching bag, again..." she gives a little grin, "but that's something we're working on! I'm gonna learn how to be a ninja and then I'll be like 'WHA-CHAA!'" Pippi grins, and then executes a clumsy side-chop, pulling her fist at barely the last second to not hit April's bag!

    "Yeah, I was the Beast of the Bronx, I'm told. I mean, that's not what I called myself. I'm Pippi. An' I was really dizzy and tired when I came outta the river so I guess some people saw me but I'm not a werewolf I'm not even a dog anymore I'm just kinda this thing." she snorts.

    "... wait--" she looks horriifed "They thought I *ate babies*?!"

April O'Neil has posed:
A light nod is given to the three years comment and then April is just finishing up her food while she's grinning and trying not to spill bits and crumbs all over herself when the Ninjutsu display is given. "I've been there." She says. "The trying to train part. Yeah... they stopped traying to train me. I think Master Splinter said something to the effect of 'Not every flower is meant to live in the sun.' Or something like that." A faint quick grin is shown then.

She shakes her head from right to left. "The Beast of the Bronx sounds like a boxer's name. Its a pretty good one really, they come way worse than that, trust me. I hear them all in my line of work. And, well... every time someone is afraid of something they don't understand, they pretty much immediately jump to Children Eating as a likely 'thing' that that 'thing' is doing. I wouldn't fret on it too much. You don't seem like the type, now that I've met ya." Another taste of her lemonade is sipped from the plastic bottle with the brightly colored logo on it.

Pippi has posed:
    "Alopex says I'm getting better with my control an' we're going to start some harder stuff. Leo helps me with katas, but Donatello made this really heavy-duty bag so that I stop rippin' 'em." she comments, her tail giving a dull 'thudthudthud before halting.

     Pippi looks a little lost.

    "But I'm not a boxer. I'm... I'm one of those curly-poofle-dogs-and-bull-tearing-er." she rubs at her muzzle a moment. "My fur kinda gets curly if it gets too long. I'm going to have to clip it. Once I find clippers."

    She gives a slight smile. "I wish people weren't afraid of me. I've got a boy out there, somewhere. An' I bet he misses me. I miss him. I hope he's okay."

    She straightens up. "What about you, April? What family do you have up there?"

April O'Neil has posed:
With the food finished, April leans back in the kitchen chair and she pulls her legs up onto it to let her running-shoed feet rest on the edge of the chair. She looks over her knees at Pippi and listens to her closely.

A glance is given upward at that last question. "Ah... my mother and father are both passed. I have a sister who's eleven years older than me, but she's married with kids, lives in California with them all. Rest've my family is in the Boston area. Though my cousin Tommy is here sometimes, he actually is one of the Titans out of Metropolis, in fact."

Her right cheek dimples outward as she pushes on it with her tongue before she tilts her head and looks right on Pippi. "You got a kid you can't find?" She asks then, to make sure she heard that right. "And uh... I can bring you some clippers down. I have some at my place. Any time you guys ever need anything from the surface, you're welcome to text me. Its kinda my thing around here."

Pippi has posed:
    "Oh. 'Msorry." Pippi replies -- seems like the parents are a sensitive subject. She mimics April's posture, pulling her knees up and setting her chin on her own.

    "Uh-huh. I've got a boy. And his mom and dad. From before I was moo-... myooo..." she gives a huff. "Before I was a mutant."

    Her ears go back. "He's my boy, I'm his dog, an' he's probably worried 'cause he can't find me."

April O'Neil has posed:
When the realization of what Pippi is saying comes to April she raises her head up a little higher. "Oh." She says then, with it all 'clicking' inside of her head. She thought Pippi was probably a human or a mutant effected by... well, whatever, doesn't matter now!

"Is there..." She starts to speak once more. "Anything I can do to help you out with that?" She asks then of the canine person before her. "Send him a message or, I don't know. This is a tricky one, to say the least. I mean, how old is he?"

Pippi has posed:
    "I... I don't know?" Pippi winces. "I don't even know how old /I/ am. An' a lot of my memories before aren't.. aren't clear like afterwards." Pippi gives a sad smile. "Alopex said I have to keep up hope that I'll find him -- an' I will find him. An'... then I don't know. If I'm a ninja then, I'll probably still want to do ninja stuff."

    She looks over to April, and she gives a shrug.

    "I know I did a lot of training, but then there's..." she trails off, and shifts her weight uncomfortably.

    "So! You've heard of me, or what people were calling me, what do you do? It seems like everyone I've met either is a ninja, or a something, or a hero, or a mutant, or a mutant ninja hero..." she trails off. Her ears prick up.

    "Or a mutant ninja hero /scientist/. Are you a scientist?"

April O'Neil has posed:
April is already trying to formulate a plan inside of her head to help Pippi find this kid, she's got some ideas but the direction that Pippi takes the conversation just makes her convert to a quick smile as she exhales a sharp but short huff of a laugh.

"God no." She says. "I can barely cook a pop tart. No, I'm not a mutant, I'm not a hero, I'm... just a plain ol' human girl. I'm pretty good at ridin' a bike around, but thats about it."

She nods her head and lets one of her feet drop off of the chair onto the floor again. "I work for Channel Six news as an investigative journalist. I was previous a field reporter, but thankfully I've gone beyond that now. Primarily I run my internet site, Truthseekers, as well as the Podcast I do on most weekdays. Have guests on from a wide variety of fields to talk about a wide variety of things. Though conspiracies are generally one of the main things we always fall back on."

She grins softly. "Its what my audience demands, after all. With all the craziness that is going on in our world, super heroes and super villains. Those of us who're left 'in between'? Well, we like to talk about it all."

Pippi has posed:
    "Oooh." Pippi states. Her head tilts, her ears pricking up as April explains what she does, amber eyes watching the redhead curiously.

    "Inves... Investa... what's that?" she questions, and rubs the back of her head a moment. "Podcasts? Is that..." she purses her lips, and the dog gives up, shaking her head. "I... kinda have never heard those words. Well, maybe? But not... together?" she states, and she taps her fingers together slightly.

    "I kinda don't use the phone thing much... at all... I like to run though."

April O'Neil has posed:
April shows a quick grin to Pippi. "Investigative journalist. I follow leads on stories to tell on the News. Stories that may help save lives or uncover illegal operations that can then have the 'swift' hand of justice come down upon their heads." She smirks a little at her own word usage.

"Podcast is a... internet television show. LIke a 'talk show' I guess, for the modern era. I usually have one or two people come in to my studio, sit down and talk with me for a few hours. On whatever it is that they do. From scientists to athletes. I even had Thor on my show recently. The God of Thunder variety of Thor." She grins lightly then and there.

"You'll have to watch some time. Donny will know how to set you up with it so you can see it."

Pippi has posed:
    "So, you have people just come on and talk? That... doesn't seem so bad."

    Pippi's tail wags. a moment, before she stretches her shoulder.

    "Maybe after we rescue Cody, you could help find my boy. An' then I should think about what I'm going to do if we do find 'im, 'cause I'm pretty sure his mom wouldn't want ninjas in the house."

    Pippi motions to the stack of pizza boxes.

    "They eat a lot!"

April O'Neil has posed:
April has to nod to that part about the podcast. "Yep, there's a lot of interesting stuff to be had when two people just sit down and really talk about their lives together. Especially if they've got a life that is a bit more unusual than what we might be used to." She smiles lightly then and there.

"I'm more than willing to help look when you're ready to do so. You just let me know and I'll get started." In truth she's already going to start looking into missing dogs in the area, ones that might fit the little bit of info that Pippi has already given her.

A look is given over to the pizza boxes and she laughs softly. "Speaking of which..." She goes to stand up and take her phone from her backpack. "I better order some more, if they're out on patrol it means they're gonna be home with a hunger fit, and its Friday, so..."

A heavy sigh is released then as April sets about placing the order for more pizza boxes.