9040/Wrong time, wrong place

Wrong time, wrong place
Date of Scene:	02 September 2019
Location:	Clinton (Hell's Kitchen), Manhattan
Synopsis:	Svetlana and Darkstar meet up in Hell's Kitchen, and they have a girl's talk about....various things
Cast of Characters:	Darkstar, Svetlana Kuznetsov

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Darkstar has posed:
Hell's Kitchen, or Clinton is not the safest part of the city. Seedy's one way of describing it. So it's here that Darkstar is pacing down a sidewalk. She's in her costume, watching and looking for trouble, and/or doing what the Russian State requests of her. She's not in her suit and with a briefcase right now, no. She's Darkstar currently.

Svetlana Kuznetsov has posed:
Svetlana doesn't seem to mind the neighborhood, really. She looks like a typical teenager, although her attire is certainly more suitable for someone in their late-20's. Lana is here to meet a guy about a job, being active in the mercenary community. Rounding a corner, she is about to turn into an alley when she spots the dark, costumed heroine. "Excuse me." she offers in thickly-accented English.

Darkstar has posed:
Darkstar looks to Svetlana and cants her head. "Yes?" she asks in equally thickly english and watches her...though she's only stepping a tiny bit to the side, so she can turn to keep an eye on Svetlana. Darkstar steps another pace to the side to turn and loook to Svetlana more. She's here to do her job. If anything, Darkstar's here for a lot of reasons.

Svetlana Kuznetsov has posed:
Svetlana lifts a brow, a small smile touching her lips at the sound of the other's voice. She switches to Russian. ~We are both a long way from home, da?~ And even though Darkstar stepped a little to the side, Lana shows no inclination of moving past at the moment. ~I will assume that you are not here for a job in Columbia?~

Darkstar has posed:
~No, I am here for a diplomatic tour and to show the world how great the Winter Guard is

Darkstar has posed:
Darkstar says before smiling. ~We are the greatest team the Motherland has ever assembled. I am here to strengthen diplomatic ties between my nation and this country~ she carries on, then nods quietly. She's not (quite) reading from a script, she's remembered the key points to say if she's asked, but she's going off script. Truth be told, she wasn't /ordereed/ to go on a propaganda spree, that was her decision to explain how wonderful the Winter Guard is and to fluff up Russia's public image.

Svetlana Kuznetsov has posed:
Svetlana's brows knit, her stance shifting from one foot to the other. ~I do not know what is Winter Guard. I have only been here in America for short time, myself.~ Looking the young woman over, she seems casual enough. A discerning eye would notice at least one firearm under the jacket. An even more discerning eye would see that this girl carries herself like a soldier.

Darkstar has posed:
~Darkstar sets her gaze over Svetlana and begins carefully to manipulate the darkforce. She's not wanting a fight, instead she's got the area devoid of any light at all. It's jusst her voice as Darkstar speaks. ~It is what was People's Protectorate~ she explains, ~I have been all over the planet on diploamatic tour. I come here now and wish to see diplomats but must wait~ she admits and stays put. It's easier to talk to somebody if they are staying still. Plus with all the light gone, Darkstar's got the upper hand. She's not wanting a fight though, before the light went out, Darkstar gave Svetlana a nod. ~You are soldier, da? Soldier of Russian State or?~ she adds then a moment later, ~Do not panic, we are both safe. I allo us to talk in private without being seen~

Svetlana Kuznetsov has posed:
Svetlana wrinkles her nose a little as the darkness settles around them. A hand slips out of her jacket pocket, her stance becoming less casual. ~How are you doing this?~ Her head shakes then, and she looks less comfortable as well. ~My story is... complicated. I was part of an experimental program, many years ago. But that was not official government project...~

The girl considers the costume-clad blonde before her and changes the subject. ~I like that costume, the way it fits. Do you wear a thong with it? I am told that thongs make the ass look better.~

Thank yoooou, Darcy Lewis for that tidbit!

Darkstar has posed:
Darkstar gives Svetlana a quiet look, then she busts out laughing, ~Da, I not show you. It ends up in diplomatic incident~ she says through laughter, though she wiggles her ass as if to make a point, ~Somebody need to get sex, da?~ she asks. Oh, she did not just say the Taser Queen needs too get laid? Yes, she completely and uttterly did, as Darkstar turns the subject for a second to the darkness, ~Is my gift. I use darkforce to help world~ she says. That's the short version, she'll explain it later if, well, Svetlana really wants to know and files away the 'not official government project' information, though she nods at it.

Svetlana Kuznetsov has posed:
Svetlana laughs as well, nodding. ~Da! She was definitely someone who needs the sex...~ Yep, that's Darcy alright. And just as Darkstar files away the 'not official government project' information, Lana files away the 'darkforce' information. ~I have met one other who knows the Darkforce.~ she offers in a lower voice. ~But I have not seen him in some time. You should meet, I think.~ Probably. Assuming everyone will get along.

Darkstar has posed:
~That advice to sex is not Russian government official advice~ Darkstar says quickly, moving to stop a diplomatic incident before it becomes one. Still she raises an eyebrow, ~There's another like me?~ she asks carefully then scrutinizes her, watching then looks a mix of pleased, then worried. What if they meet and don't get along? ~Yes, I think meet is good~ she says and nods, the light coming back in an instant as Darkforce blinks and shields her eyes blinking rapidly. The price of her gifts...

Svetlana Kuznetsov has posed:
Svetlana still looks amused, and is relaxing noticeably as the darkness lifts. ~He calls himself Blackout. Let me give you my number, and I will as if he wishes to meet you.~ The girl pauses, then, considering something before adding. ~We should talk more sometime. I am curious about what is happening in the Russian government these days. I would like to know more...~ Yes, she wants to know more before deciding whether to trust this woman with her own past.

Darkstar has posed:
Darkstar nods and pulls out a phone and hands it over carefully, ~Yes, numbers are a must~ she says and then gives Svetlana a look, ~I can't tell you officially but I can off record, da? Happyy with that?~ she asks, meaning later on, she'll talk off the record and unofficially. Looking Svetlana over again, Darkstar nods again, ~Da, I here if you need anything from the Motherland, call or ask~ she says. She's taking a slight liking to her fellow Russian, and thinks tha they need to stick together in a foreign land. Then again, she's technically a diplomat, too. Svetlana not so much, but if Darkstar wants, she can probably help Svetlana from the shadows. Pun...fully intended, if Svetlana wants any help that is