8959/Snowblinding lights

Snowblinding lights
Date of Scene:	26 August 2019
Location:	A NYC bar
Synopsis:	Sass and drinks!
Cast of Characters:	Rave, Killer Frost

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Rave has posed:
A night out, one with no performances or 'dayjob' work for the blue-haired meta who'd been outed from the start. It was kind of hard to keep a proper secret identity when your change happens in front of a crowd after all! At least she could wear a hat if she really had to go unnoticed.

Today however, carried no such concerns. Having raced her way up the side of one building to snap a selfie with the skyline earlier, Rave was currently making her way down the street at a much more normal and 'human' pace, humming to herself as she walked the path. Energetic and apprently carefree, she was still headed in the direction of the more low-end bars and clubs.

She hadn't quite worked out how to make this gig pay all that well yet!

Killer Frost has posed:
A cold breeze blows through the realm. A woman is moving at a decent velocity down the sidewalk, causing havoc in her wake. For - she's apaprently using one hand to create an icy slick and the other to propel herself - as she passes, she leaves a trail of slippery ice that people are falling upon - as she careens through an intersection, a car was about to hit her so she created an ice wall to crash into instead as she skates merrily on her way, humming happily.

Rave has posed:
Hard to miss that! It was the noises that caught her first, panic and irritation about the people slipping and sliding...then there was the impact of a crashing car and Rave blinks. She'd been halfway through the motion of unwrapping a lollipop she'd picked from the pocket of the hoodie-jacket she'd worn along with her skin-tight running pants when the noise of the crash reached her.

By the time she'd finished placing the sweet between her teeth, she was right in front of the location of the car. The people seemed alright, but her faintly glowing eyes turn towards the trail of ice with a blink. "Hey! What the hell?"

Killer Frost has posed:
Killer Frost just keeps 'skiing' along, giggling happily - as she pulls to a stop in front of a dive bar. "Ah," she croons in her voice that has a jingle-bell echo to it. "I think this is the spot." She has no care of the havoc she caused behind her - nor of the warrior of light that is probably coming her way. She goes to step inside the bar.

Rave has posed:
"Ah damn it..." Rave mutters, taking a little lick of her treat before she storms towards the ice-trail that leads into the bar. It was about the sort of destination she'd planned, but not exactly how she'd intended to get there! Pushing through the door herself, her eyes flick over the immediate layout and patrons alike.

At least Frost shouldn't be too hard to spot!

Killer Frost has posed:
Killer Frost is sitting at the bar - wearing dark blue leather and white hair, she's hard to miss. She has just received a drink on the rocks. "Mmmmmm.... how's business, barkeep?" she asks, a snide smirk on her face.

Rave has posed:
Blue hair that practically seemed to emit a faint light of its own made Rave rather hard to miss, but even if it didn't there was little ignoring that could really be done when the girl crosses the room, moves towards Frost and simply hops herself up onto the bar counter beside the other woman, meeting her gaze and likely startling the bartender a little whom she promptly ignores.

"So...not a fan of swapping insurance details with people you run off the road, huh?"

Killer Frost has posed:
Killer Frost shrugs. "I don't have insurance. And they almost ran me off the road. I just defended myself." She glances over at the girl. "Nice hair, Lite-Brite." She giggles at her joke and takes antoher sip of her drink. "You can call me Killer Frost."

Rave has posed:
There was a raise of an eyebrow, a tilt of her head as she gave a light suck of the sweet in her mouth before removing it and leaning back a little to look at the bartender who was probably still staring at her. "Can I get a drink? Something sweet and fruity or whatever?" she questions, but doesn't pause to see if it was actually going to be filled before she leans forward and rests her chin in her hand, elbow resting on her knee. "Killer Frost huh? I was going to go with Zamboni Girl for you...probably doesn't have the same ring to it."

Killer Frost has posed:
Killer Frost shrugs as she looks at you. "That is quite possibly the stupidest thing I've ever heard." She then idly flash-freezes your drink solid seconds before you'd take a sip, just to be a bitch. "What's your name then, if it's not Lite-Brite?"

Rave has posed:
Flash-frozen drink? Rave just lowers it with a sigh. It's placed down, then Rave's lolipop is lazily dropped from her fingers right into Frost's own. Clearly being slightly petty wasn't quite beyond her either. "Rave," she offers in correction, gesturing to herself. "Any particular reason why you were ruining everyone's day on your way here, or are you just being 'cold' for the hell of it?"

Killer Frost has posed:
Killer Frost stares at you. "Rave, huh? You all into partying?" She giggles softly. "I just do what I want. I wanted to come here - ice-skating was the fastest. NOt my fault that everyone falls on my trail or that car almost ran me off and I had to ensure it didn't hit me. Sorry about your drink." She then orders another for you on her tab as she gives you a big smirk.