9199/We Are Most Amused

We Are Most Amused
Date of Scene:	15 September 2019
Location:	Six Flags, Buffalo, NY
Synopsis:	Caitlin, Diana, and Carol visit Six Flags.
Cast of Characters:	Captain Marvel (Danvers), Wonder Woman, Fairchild

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Captain Marvel (Danvers) has posed:
It had been a bit of a trek up to Buffalo, the three of them clambering into Carol's red 1985 Buick Riviera and heading out on the open road. The car was older than Carol was, but it didn't see a whole lot of use given that she could fly everywhere now. It mostly sat in the garage of her apartment complex, lovingly sequestered under a dust cover. The drive was longer than flying, sure, but they'd set aside the weekend for it, and after a stop-over at a motor inn in Scranton (the Electric City) they had made it to Six Flags with a whole day to kill.

As they wheel into the parking lot, Carol cranes her neck over the top of the windshield in search of a parking space. Her eyebrows raise and her mouth pinches into a little frown. She's already kind of annoyed that they didn't fly.

"Sing out if you see a parking spot."

Wonder Woman has posed:
Not often does Diana go anywhere in 'road trip' style. What with all the ways she can get to locations at a moment's notice, or at least much faster than Carol's very quaint and cute old model car.

But its a welcome treat, a new way to view the American countryside as they travel together and get to enjoy each other's company. Blue jeans, comfortable tops, sandal shoes and sunglasses, these makeup Diana's attire during the trip and throughout she's had a smile on her face and not been bashful about speaking up and pointing at landmarks that she likes, or just general locations.

At the motel, she'd even been identified and invited to a very low-budget pre-wedding night party... and she'd attended! That had been a rather unique experience, lots of young people being rowdy and drunkenly having fun together. Diana had of course stayed as proper as one could, but spoken to many of the attendees before heading back to sleep and prepare for today.

Now, in the car she looks for parking, her eyes covered by sunglasses. She points to where she sees one across the lot. "Over there." She says in her smoky flavored voice. "I think anyway..." She tries to crane her neck to see if it is handicapped parking or not. "There's a stray dog in the way." She states with a little huff. "Awww, he's so cute..." ever the optimist!

Fairchild has posed:
"Oh, I see it," Caitlin chimes in agreement with Diana. She points at a spot in the next lane over as they approach; predator cars are already circling and heading towards it.

"Don't worry, I'll get it," she promises Carol, and clambers out of the vehicle. Shocks groan in relief as the thick-muscled ginger leaves the vehicle. She's dressed quite modestly, in a white and blue skirt that hangs to mid-calf and a matching navy tee that's close fitting without being indecently tight.

She heads to the front of the vehicle and wiggles her hands under the front bumper, then with a modest grunt of effort walks the car up onto her hands, holding it high over her head with fingers curled around the frame struts.

Ten steps take her over to the spot and she sets the car down quite carefully in the parking spot. Other vehicles on approach... decide to find someone else to honk at, and veer away.

Caitlin digs some heavy-duty wet wipes from her little purse and starts wiping grease from her fingers. "Carol, we really could have just flown. I don't mind hitching a ride. Heck, I could have borrowed a Quinjet or something. Golly I wish I could fly on my own power," she mutters, mostly under her breath.

Captain Marvel (Danvers) has posed:
Carol herself looks about as Air Force as she can be. A bomber jacket thrown over a black t-shirt bearing a stylized yellow 'Hala star' and a pair of tight-fitting jeans tucked into a pair of boots. To top it all off, she wears a pair of silver-framed aviator sunglasses that reflect the world around her.

"Alright, I'll bring her around-" Carol expected Caitlin to just go and occupy the spot, but as she moves around the front of the car she dips her sunglasses to peer over the top of them at the redhead and juts out her bottom lip appreciatively, "Or you can carry us. That's good, too."

The blonde cannot help but grin as the car is lifted into the air, one arm hanging over the side of the driver's door and drumming her fingertips against it casually. She glances back over her shoulder at Diana, still smiling: "No adopting strays on the road trip. As much as you might want to. We only have finite space in the car."

Once they're settled in the parking space, Carol climbs out over the door - her opt-out relationship with gravity easily propelling her over it without much effort at all. She beams brightly up at Caitlin as she steps over to her, patting her on the shoulder.

"Road trips work best when they're on a road, Cait," she says with a laugh, "Besides, if we'd flown Diana wouldn't have gotten all those offers of marriage at that bar in Scranton."

Wonder Woman has posed:
Diana looks forward when the car is lifted and she smiles at Caitlin's display of strength. "So much for being just your average park goers..." She quietly quips over to Carol before she looks out the window them as they're carried to the parking spot. The stray dog darts off to go chase a food wrapper and Diana releases an 'Awwww' when Carol tells her no adopting strays. "But he has a poofy tail..." She says in a very whiny Princess voice, even if she's just joking. Sort've.

"But fine." She adds once the car is settled.

When Carol exits the vehicle she reaches forward to the dash board and grabs the camo hat with the ventilated net backing on it that one of the men at the party had given her, he had say 'Ma'am, this is my lucky hat, and I very much would like you t'have it. I want it t'keep ya safe, cause you're the greatest thing this world has ever given us.' Of course, he'd been very drunk, but he was also big like a bear and fuzzy like one too, so she had graciously accepted his hat.

As she steps out of the vehicle herself, she puts the hat on over her tied-back dark hair and grins over to Caitlin. "Well done." She tells her friend.

Fairchild has posed:
"Yeah, but the /mileage/ in this thing..."

Caitlin's protests are feeble and insincere, and she falls into step behind Carol and Diana as the trio start towards the gates.

"It's not like we were gonna really blend in anyway, Diana," Caitlin points out. She grins at the princess. "I'm a /little/ jealous you got all the marriage proposals, but on the other hand, I'm very grateful you jumped on that grenade. I don't think I'm ready to have a bunch of drunken truckers popping the question at me," Caitlin declares fervently. Green eyes turn skywards in gratitude and then she focuses back on the park gates.

At the ticket counter she starts digging in her purse for a credit card. "Three adults please. Oh, and Carol has a military discount, I think?" she tells the ticketmaster, and hands him her credit card.

Captain Marvel (Danvers) has posed:
"Much appreciated," Carol reiterates Caitlin's thank you to Diana, "As much as I love our nation's fine teamsters, I don't think I'm ready to marry any of them. I do think it's unfair that you got the magic lucky hat, though. Where are Caitlin and I supposed to get our luck?"

She takes a step back to wrap her arm around Caitlin's shoulders, although with their height difference it is more like wrapping it around her upper back and giving her a squeeze, "We'll just have to scrape by without magic camo-hat luck. Somehow we shall persevere."

"Yuh-huh," Carol announces to the ticket booth operator, fishing her USAF ID card from her pocket and lifting her glasses long enough for the clerk to match face to picture. There's a brief spark of recognition on the clerk's face for a moment, mouth opening and Carol cannot help but grin and begin to put on that 'why yes, citizen, I'm Captain Marvel' expression she does so well.

"Is that Wonder Woman?" the clerk asks her, pointing unsubtly at Diana, "Can I get a picture with her?"

"Oh, uh, you'd have to ask her," Carol clears her throat, waving Diana a little closer, "In a selfie mood?"

Wonder Woman has posed:
"Awww." Diana says to Caitlin at first. "I liked those 'truckers'. A little unruly, but they had good hearts. Besides, stepping out of our 'norm' can be good for us, it can refresh the spirit. Which is why we are all here now for this whole trip, yes?" As Caitlin prepares to pay for them, Diana stands behind her and places both of her hands on the back of Cait's shoulders to give them a firm squeeze and an affectionate pat as she then looks over to Carol and grins at her.

"We can share the hat if you would like." She tells her other friend. "Or we can go back and ask for more, I am fairly certain we were all being courted by at least one person at that party." She says with a big grin before the person speaks of Wonder Woman and she looks ahead again to her.

A smile crosses Diana's lips. "Well of course you can." She says with regard to the picture. "And always am I in a selfie mood, though sometimes unable to. Not this time however!" Her Lucky Hat, and sunglasses are removed and she'll move to offer a hand shake to the clerk, then to take a photo with her that is friendly, and caring too... two of Diana's favorite things to be!

"You are good at spotting people." Diana then goes on to tell the clerk. "You should be a Detective, I think." She adds with a silly grin.

Fairchild has posed:
"Lucky for you two, I don't 'do' hats," Caitlin assures her friends. But the warm hugs and touches provoke a beaming smile for the two older women, and she leans her shoulders back against the touch to her back for a brief moment.

A grin splits Caitlin's face as Diana indulges the fangirl behind the counter. She stands shoulder to shoulder with Carol, nudges the aviatrix with her elbow as Diana settles in to get the right angle for a selfie. "Maybe we should just let Diana keep the hat," she suggest, conspiratorially. "Take some of the media heat off of her for a day or two. When was the last time you even looked at your Instagram page to see how many likes you have?"

Captain Marvel (Danvers) has posed:
"I have an Instagram page?" Carol asks Caitlin with mock surprise before sighing and pulling the sunglasses off, "You're right, though. I'm not changing into the suit, though. Did I tell you I tried to visit Stark Tower and I almost got mobbed on the street? I had to fly up and break in through the balcony."

No, Carol definitely has no trouble being recognized. The fangirl now finished taking her selfie with Diana, the three of them collect their tickets and head on through the turnstiles and into the park proper. Her aviators still in her hand, Carol folds them and tucks the arm down the neck of her t-shirt before glancing back to Diana and Caitlin.

"Alright, ladies," she asks, "What're we riding first? I don't know about you, but that Tantrum thing has my name all over it. Or the bumper cars? Ooh!"

She points to their left at a rather lazy looking, pirate-themed lagoon, "They've got water rides, too."

Wonder Woman has posed:
Diana spends a little more time talking to the clerk she'd taken the picture with and when asked for a hug she gladly accepts and exchanges hugs with the woman she'd taken the photo with. Soon there-after she turns back to her friends then and joins them as they stride on into the park. She is playing her shades back on over her eyes and puts the hat on as well, but this time she turns it around backward so the brim is aimed back over her head like a 'cool girl', which is how one of those very nice truckers told her to wear it last night.

With the sunglasses on, Diana's eyes look all around them at the packed park and all the rides. "So much happiness." She says then. "I love it." Which has her smiling very big. "I want to ride all of the rides." She announces with her hands going to her hips. "We should do the ones in the sun first, then do the water ones once we are hot. Maybe they will splash us and cool us off?" This is her great Amazonian training being used to tactically break down the best way to 'Amusement Park'.

She continues to scan the crowds and buildings, and the rides! "Plus we should definitely do-- Oooo! Ice cream!" And with that spotted, there goes the Princess, already walking off on her own to go get an ice cream cone! Someone might need to get a leash on this one.

Fairchild has posed:
"Ope, there she goes," Caitlin mutters, as Diana charges off towards the confectionary booth. She links elbows with Carol and starts after the Princess, albeit with less of a determined stride than Diana's purposeful pace.

"It's not like any of us are gonna get a sunburn. Let's just do whatever we feel like," Caitlin suggests, once they're all back in earshot of one another.

"The Splashdown Hill is supposed to be really popular right now. And a friend of mine was here a few weeks ago and said the new rollercoaster is pretty awesome."

She gives Carol a quizzical look. "You... know about your Instagram, right?" she asks, tentatively. "Social media's super important. It really helps a lot for boosting your public opinion polls. Don't you use it? Or Facebook?"

Captain Marvel (Danvers) has posed:
"I do like the sun," Carol muses, patting Caitlin on the hand as they link arms and follow Diana. Liking the sun is something of an understatement, as the woman is in a constant state of absorbing its ambient energy to convert into the very stuff that makes her Captain Marvel. For someone who likes the sun so much, she certainly has dressed modestly.

Caitlin's questions about her Instagram draws a sheepish half-smile from Carol, "I don't know, I don't get around to looking at them. Half the time I don't even have my phone on me because I'm worried some super-powered rock monster is gonna punch me and break it. I put photos up there, sometimes?"

That's true. Occasionally Carol puts up some entirely hashtag-less photographs of herself or things she sees while out and about as Captain Marvel. Her photography skills are not amazing, but the sheer fact that she's in some of them or that some are taken from several hundred feet in the air makes them likable. But in terms of actually looking at and responding to comments on said photos? No, not really.

"You think I should?" she seems genuinely uncertain about that, turning suddenly to look at the ice cream stand before leaning in to rest her hand on Diana's shoulder, "Berry ripple for me, please." Then glancing back, "Cait?"

Wonder Woman has posed:
Diana is standing with her sunglasses off again and held between her hands, since she's underneath a sign board and thusly beneath its shade she's just staring at the board with the cartoon ice cream painted on it and all the different types written. "Mmmm..." The Princess quietly emits as she stares, its possible she's about to drool on herself.

"That one." She says. "Choc=o-Lat Choo Choo Chain." She tells the clerk behind the counter when its their turn to order, hers showing a beaded roll of chocolate dolops that wind their way down around the swirled ice cream on the cone.

Diana looks back to Caitlin and waits for her to place her order before she adds Carol's too. Once they're all made and handed over, she turns to hand the others theirs first. She seems so so very happy to have her choco choo choo cone and gives it a tantalizing tasting tonguing to try it out. It makes her eyes dip upward and her eyelids slide shut.

Apparently she likes it. After a moment she exhales. "Okay, I am ready to go to the first ride." She announces, her eyes down on her treat as she goes about trying it out and... just being happily herself in a rare opportunity to just be completely casual and not surrounded by New York City Problems(tm).

Fairchild has posed:
"Oh!--" Caitlin looks at the menu, then passes Diana a twenty. "I'll have the Jumbo Sized funnel cone sundae," she requests. It's about three thousand calories of sugary cone confection and ice cream, covered in chocolate, and typically shared with a couple of people.

Caitlin wiggles fingers into her purse and offers Carol a sleek, near-transparent cell phone that can't be more than a few millimeters thick. "That's the new Model 24 sPhone," Caitlin explains. "Marketing's working on a name for it. It's pretty much indestructible. Not bulletproof," she admits, "but it'll take a few hundred Newtons of force being directed at it. I've had mine for alpha testing for over a month and it's holding up really well."

"And yes, you should be keeping up on social media," Caitlin scolds Carol. She accepts a small boat of ice cream and funnel cone, and attacks it with hands, mouth, and a spoon in order. "The Avengers make a lot of money off your licensing and stuff, don't they? And it's always good for public opinion. Get a few thousand dedicated followers and post regular updates, people will love you. It helps a lot for those periodic lawsuits on property damage."

Captain Marvel (Danvers) has posed:
"I guess," Carol says, receiving her own ice cream cone and looking at it ponderously and then back to Caitlin, "Do you think you could keep an eye on it for me? My social media stuff, I mean. I think I've got the basic idea down, but it'd help if you could make sure I'm not making a total mess of it."

Challenge accepted, Red.

As she licks her ice cream cone, the blonde aviatrix turns the offered cell phone over in her hands. She raises her eyebrows. The rapid march of progress on technology is no surprise, but she still remembers flip phones. She lifts it up to whack it against her forehead a couple of times, as though testing that unbreakable theory. Satisfied, she hands it back.

"Think you can get me one?"

As Diana mentions the first ride, Carol immediately points to the giant, undulating tracks of the roller coaster that skirts in one edge of the park, "Obviously we've gotta try the roller coaster first." As though the emphasize her point, Carol takes a big honking bite out of her ice cream and immediately pinches the bridge of her nose in regret, "Ack!"

Wonder Woman has posed:
Diana just listens to their talk about the social media stuff, though she does chime in while they walk, her sunglasses back on over her eyes and her attention mostly on her ice cream before it melts. "I post things all the time." She says. "Such as recovered artworks and the like. I just recently put up all the images of the armor and weaponry that a very kind group of Gothamites donated back to the Themysciran people. It pleases me beyond words to see those items brought back to us." She softly adds before she enjoys a bit more of her treat.

Their walking path takes them to the roller coaster's boarding ramp ant winds its way up toward the ride, with an inevitable line waiting for it of some measure or length. Diana's eyes raise up to look at the scaffolding of the ride. "Goodness." She says. "I wonder how much maintenance goes into keeping something like this safely operational. It is so many little parts all bolted together..."

Diana's been around roller coasters before. "I fought a six armed sea creature on a derelict coaster in Japan once. That structure came down frighteningly easy against the weight of the monster's many arms slashing at me..." She glances forward then and down, to see three young boys looking back and up at her, mops of red and brown hair on their individual heads. She smiles at them. "Hello!" They don't seem to recognize her with sunglasses on, hat backwards and a half finished choco chain cone in her hands.

Fairchild has posed:
"Not if you headbutt my phone," Caitlin grimaces at Carol. "Those things cost like two grand each. But, I'll ask Mister Stark if we can put you down as a beta tester when we're ready for launch."

She tucks the phone back into her purse. Unlike Carol, Caitlin seems immune to ice cream headaches, and is powering through her meal with an alarming disregard for what it'd do for a normal human pancreas.

"Mm, rollercoasters require almost constant maintenance," Caitlin supplies, in response to Diana's mostly-rhetorical question. "Theme park rides run once every ten minutes and the parks are open fourteen hours a day. That's ..." She does the math in her head. "Two-thousand and one-hundred attendees per day, at a minimum. That's why you should stay away from the off-brand carnivals and stuff," Caitlin advises the other women, matter-of-factly. "The first thing they tend to cut is ride maintenance. The last thing you want is an underpaid kid armed with a crescent wrench out here torquing the bolts down at the end of the day."

Captain Marvel (Danvers) has posed:
"Oh, was that on TV?" Carol asks Diana about the sea creature battle, "I think I saw that. It might've been a monster movie, though. I got thrown through the Cyclone at Coney Island by the Super-Adaptoid once. They fixed it, though. I'm sure they didn't skimp."

That said, she is quietly grateful that they picked Six Flags over Coney Island. She remembers that Carol-shaped hole in the wooden framework all too vividly.

"Thanks, Caitie," Carol tells the redhead, leaning her head to the side against her shoulder and smiling up at her serenely while putting a great deal of sugar in her voice, "You're my favorite super-strong genius. Bar none."

She also looks down at the kids Diana is greeting, smiling as well and reaching into the pocket of her jacket: "Hey, kiddos." Immediately she produces a trio of stickers depicting the eight-pointed Star of Hala and handing them out. They take them with vaguely bewildered expressions. Who said she can't ingratiate herself to the public?

Wonder Woman has posed:
Diana can't help but watch the kids get even more bewildered expressions as they over hear Caitlin's rundown on the follies of park safety in locations such as this, it doesn't seem to inspire them toward riding this ride here any so as Carol is handing them some golden and shiny stickers, Diana grins at them. "Do not worry, I will keep you all safe." She assures the three young teenaged boys.

A glance is given to Carol then. "I do believe some of that ended up on television. You know how the Japanese are with their monsters... they seem to treasure them like Americans do their Cowboy movies." After she says that she glances back over to Caitlin. "Did I tell you that Bruce Wayne gave me one of his new phones?" She asks then. "I have it here, I will have to show it to you. It is all glass, clear as can be and it is flexible to. Very lovely device. I enjoy using it more than any of my previous phones." She grins then softly. "Do not tell Tony Stark I said that though."