9694/Park and Carr

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Park and Carr
Date of Scene: 21 October 2019
Location: Central Park, Manhattan
Synopsis: Sara Pezzini stops on a crisp fall day to hear Alexis Carr play some Bach Violin solos in Central Park. Joseph Miller returns a young rogue to the scene of the crime, and Ivory protests their brand's association with drugs. Hotdogs are had.
Cast of Characters: Prismatic, Witchblade, Overlord, Ivory




Prismatic has posed:
    A cooler afternoon in Central Park. Somewhere near in the Loeb Boathouse, occupying a well trafficked bit of park path there was a violinist playing. Her jacket was a few sizes too large, her olive skin warmed by the afternoon sun in the park, her hair tucked inside a black beanie. She has a worn top-hat, weighed with a rock for tips near her feet as she plys her craft, her eyes closed, violin tucked neatly beneath her chin.

    The neat little placard near the hat has written upon it: "Traded soul for violin lessons: Need one Hell of a Lawyer"

Witchblade has posed:
Sara, 'Detective' Pezini wasn't that far away. She's paued to get hot dogs, and a soda to relax. Off the clock, she's got on jeans, a t-shirt and her boots and bracelets. Her hair's down and free. Spying the hat, note and violin player, Sara tosses in a $50. "So you're damned by music? Good choice" Sara shrugs, "Least it's not something illegal I'd have to arrest you for" Sara adds after a moment's thought with a shrug, then finds a spot to sit and listen, just...enjoying the music. Okay, it's not really her thing, but she's definitely polite enough to listen and stick around.

Prismatic has posed:
    It's not every day someone tosses a Grant in the hat. The Violinist gives a wry smile, and as she draws to a close (to the polite clapping of others), she draws up the hat a moment.

    "Cursed, damned, cured and soothed. Music is both the greatest love of my life and a most torturing muse." she wryly smiles, and embarrassedly states: "I don't think you meant to drop this particular president, madam."

Witchblade has posed:
Sara looks on and joins in the applauding. "Oh no, I did mean to" she says with a smile once the applause is done...and she adds a Franklin to the mix. Looking over to the violin Sara looks like a fish out of water, but...she's trying. And munching a hot dog too. "Oh, mind if I ask what you're playing?" Sara adds.

Prismatic has posed:
    ... that's an awful lot of money, and the violinist looks positively embarrassed. She curls her fist a little tighter around the edge of the hat, and takes a deep breath.

    "Ah.... Bach. Chaconne, Section 2." she admits quietly. "It seems a little morose on this sunny autumn day." she takes a breath, and Alexis straightens a moment "Well, you are my benefactor of the afternoon, I don't suppose you have any requests?" she offers in good humour.

Witchblade has posed:
Sara looks amused as she sits there, chomping on a hot dog. She looks over at the violin. "No requests here" Sara says with a smirk. She's impressed though, and sits back, "Just play wat you feel like, that's all"

Sara pulls out her wallet and adds another $5, but in e act of opening her wallet, her badge is shown. Well then. "Don't worry. You're not in trouble. I just find it useful to keep my badge and money close. Went through the money in my pocket" Sara says with a shrug.

Prismatic has posed:
    "Madam, you literally just dropped more than a quarter of my rent in my hat." the dark-haired teen replies wryly. "You could ask for AC/DC and I would do my best with improvised renditions." she pauses, and looks at the badge -- she does make a little straight line of a face at the badge, her gaze oging back to Sara's face, and she gives a shrug. She sets down the hat again, returning to her sign, tucking the larger bills in her sleeve, and begins on something a little more recognizable for most people in the Big Apple.

    'All I Ask of You' from Phantom of the Opera. Soaring, romantic, easy to pick out by ear among the din of the park.

Witchblade has posed:
The AC/DC gets a slight giggle from Sara. She nods at the Phantom. Sara's enjoying it, and looks genuinely pleased. She looks pleased, then nods. Wallet's back in her jacket. Looking amused, pleased, and a little happy Sara leans back, arms folded under her head. That shows her assets off. She then folds her arms over her chest and relaxes. She's perfectly happy with this, she then sits up.

Prismatic has posed:
    The crescendo -- anywhere you go, let me go to! echoes around the park, then softens, trailing off with the strains of 'Music of the Night' before she lifts her bow from the violin, and gives another bow. A few more folks have tossed singles and change. Someone tossed a candy bar wrapper in passing in the hat, and the applause is gentle -- though most are moving on, finishing out lunches or heading towards the boat house or the pond.

Witchblade has posed:
Sara's decided to stick with the violinist....as she's enjoying the music. The money doesn't hurt, too....but Sara looks to Alexis. "So who are ya?" she asks with a smile. She and listens, relaxing. She's still on alert, though but she's got that cop vibe, she's looking like she's tough and if anyone picks a fight with the violinist they'll go through her first

Prismatic has posed:
    "Alexis Carr." Alexis answers back as truthfully as she dares, and she gives a shrug. "I teach freelance, and when there's too much month at the end of the money I busque for tips. Besides, it's nice to bring a little bit more joy to people's lives through music --" she looks over the city a moment, and replies quietly "It seems in short supply these days, doesn't it?"

Overlord has posed:
Joseph Miller comes walking along, and has a teenage kid by the scuff of the neck. He sets the kid down in front of the hot dog stand and the kid stammers off an apology about something, and Joseph looks to the man ordering a mess of hot dogs, giving one to the kid as he runs off. "Heard him bragging about snitching a drink last week, figured put a little scare in him, but also reward for admitting it."

Witchblade has posed:
Sara nods to Alexis, "It is, really. It is, there's always time for more joy in the world...hold that thought" she says and jogs over to the hot dog stand. "What happened?" she asked as Sara looks over them both then Joseph, as she has hands on her hips. "You decided to drag a kid by the scruff of his neck?" she asks, looking up to him...though there's only about a foot give or take between them. Sara's five nine, and tilts her head a little bit, as she's moved to keep both in sight.

Prismatic has posed:
    Alexis was about to answer back Sara when she spots Joseph coming down the way with a kid grabbed by his shirt! She steps forward as if she's about to intercede herself -- but lets Sara do the work -- proper authority and eerything. She hitches a breath, and turns back to keep an eye on her top hat with the cash -- just in case.

Overlord has posed:
Joseph Miller nods his head, and says "Yup, he was bragging to his buddy's about how he stole from the guy here, and figured put a little scare in him, and he won't be doing it again. Puts a bit of a scare in him and his buddies. Didn't hurt him, and maybe sets all of them to realize they can't be hoodlums and get away with it."

Witchblade has posed:
Sara hadn't paid attention to the type of hat, really. Joseph using the kid's neck to drag him back was more of a pressing issue as Sara listens, she listens fully, then nods. "I get it. I do, I understand you wanted to scare the kid. And I appreciate it. I'm with the police and we're stretched thin. I could take you in for assault but no. You did the right thing" Sara says and gives Joseph a smile. In Sara's world, that was a slightly bad thing done for the best intentions. On her black and white view of the world, it falls squarely in the white side of things. Sara steps to where she can talk to everyone at once though, and looks thoughtful. "You want a hot dog, Alexis?" she asks, "I'll pay for it" she offers, "Or grab your hat and I'll add another Grant and Franklin to the mix. I may as well just pay your damn rent at this point. It's what...$250 a month. Where the fuck do you live, because I want to find somewhere that cheap. I pay $825 all in" Sarah half jibes, mock anger. She really does want to find a cheaper, nicer place to live honestly. A detective's salary only goes so far. Besides, she's keeping an eye on all the park, after looking past Joseph, then laughs. "Karma's a thing" she says with a tap of her nose.

Prismatic has posed:
    Especially doesn't go so far when you're dropping Benjamins and Grants in the hat!

    "A quarter of the rent, madam." she gently corrects as she collects her affects, folding her sign and slipping into a pack as she quickly stores away her violin, gently placing it in its velvet-lined case before returning to the hotdog stand, and slipping the man a fiver.

    "One hotdog, mustard, onion, relish, please." she gives the man behind the booth a smile, and then turns to Sara.

    "I rent in Brooklyn." she states, but doesn't elaborate where abouts.

Overlord has posed:
Joseph Miller says, "Bushwick has some decent rent, and you might be able to get a discount if your willing to help watch over the place your renting. It is what I do." He tells them. Not the best of places, but some are pretty good, and if you get with some nice folks they generally try to keep the area in good conditions."

Witchblade has posed:
Sara grins as hot dogs are made. "Good idea" she says and is considering it. She could watch over her apartment. Or get somewhere quieter, out of the way maybe. Still, she's got a little bit of money left. She gets another hot dog for herself. "I'm not the best person to move into Bushwick" Sara says with a smile. Looking at the hot dog, Sara inspects it, then nods. "So, where would you suggest I live. I'm just an average woman" she says, "Who happens to be an NYPD detective"

Sara, average. Oh yeah and she's totally the host of the Witchblade, but she's not voicing that, yet.

Prismatic has posed:
    "I would say wherever you like. Bushwick isn't precisely authority friendly, between the vigilante justice system, rampart cryptid sightings, encounters with organized crime." the beanied young woman replies. "You're almost better off living near any sort of abandoned grounds in Gotham some days."

Overlord has posed:
Joseph Miller smiles and says "Bushwich aint bad, problem is not enough good cops there to be honest. Most of the time cops who are working there are doing it cause they were punished and sent there. A few good folks there.

Witchblade has posed:
Sara shrugs, "I'll find somewhere, that's the thing. I've got a few places in mind. You'd think I could sleep at my desk, but they're real funy about that" she admits biting into the hot dog. "Funny, I put in long hours, but, y'know...still got sent home, that's the thing" Sara admits.

Prismatic has posed:
    "I suppose it owuld be problematic to live in the same area of your prescinct, wouldn't it?" she inquires, sitting down with her pack and her case as she esits on a nearby bench, very carefully eating the piled-up toppings with the bun and sausage within, "with the occasionally running into the ah... clientelle, I suppose."

Overlord has posed:
Joseph Miller shrugs a bit and says "Well not sure, I would think it would be a good thing, let the folks know you care about the area and all that. The sorta old town sheriff feel.

Witchblade has posed:
Sara nods. "It would. Or them running into you even" she admits. "Nah I'm just glad I live out of the way really, somewhere people won't think I'd be" she adds. Which makes it super obvious where she's at. But she's doing the whole profiler and criminologist thing, they won't think I'm here since it's way too obvious, and they think I'll be clever. a. I'm smarter than that.

Chewing on her own hot dog, Sara nods. "I heard good things about Brooklyn and Bushwick though. Friend of mine who works arson said it's not bad, if you got low standards. He transferred to the GCPD last month though and I feel like checking up on him." Sara says. "Brooklyn's always one of those weird areas of the city though, ya know as a whole"

Prismatic has posed:
    Alexis raises her eyebrows, and gives a small shrug. "The other night, a trio of young gentlemen went slumming about Bushwick and accosted a young lady. Vigilante justice stopped them and sen them largely on their way." she balances the hotdog on her lap, and reaches for a steel water bottle. The bottle has seen better days.

    "What Bushwick needs is far more resouces and housing."

Overlord has posed:
Joseph Miller nods, and says "Heard that X-corp busisness that is working out there is working on it, but don't know the details really. I am more one of the type of folks try to lend a hand when I can, got more elbow grease than money to work on the problems.

Witchblade has posed:
"The city as a whole" Sara adds buying a bottle of (overpriced) water, she sips it and carries on her point. "Everywhere needs more resources, really" Sara says with a sigh. "Then you get into the messy world of politics and money. I do what I can with what I have" she says. And yes. That does include the Witchblade, to. Sara does nod though" she muses and sits back.

Prismatic has posed:
    "Just an awful lot to do." Alexis comments quietly, and she looks at the hotdog. "And always more people that need the help. Elbow Grease and spreading what litle joy we can is one thing, but when there is not enough safe, warm housing to go around... or at least some sort of rent control. You wouldn't beleive the size of the rats."

Overlord has posed:
Joseph Miller nods his head a bit to this and says "Thats part of why I get a discount as I said. I do security, and maintance and such for the building. Then again, show folks who are trying to mess with a place your not going to take it and can stop them it helps.

Ivory has posed:
    The monday afternoon brings Ivory into the park. Just to stroll around, to grab a snack, maybe stretch legs in the fall. It's fall after all. They carry a bag, shoulder strap type, inside some papers and pencils. Some time they wander around, finally stopping at the hotdog stand, pulling out a couple Washingtons and Jeffersons as they wait to order. Double sausage, Just curry sauce, no mayo, no onions, no ketchup, no cucumber.

Witchblade has posed:
Sara looks worried then nods. "Yeah, I hear you both, but...." she sighs, chewing on the hot dogs as she waves to Ivory, and she sits back, chewing on her hot dog more. She slips another Washington over to Alexis again. She's....definitely going to have to save money next paycheck. So much for coming out here ot enjoy the park, really...she's done that. She's done it alright.

Prismatic has posed:
    "If you're going to keep surrepticiously slipping me dead members of American politics, I should at /least/ inquire as to your name, Madam!" Alexis gives a good natured stage whisper to Sara, delivering an amused but just a little hurt expression.

Overlord has posed:
Joseph Miller grins and will lean over to talk to the hotdog vender letting him know anything the two ladies buy is on him. He might not be able to throw money around like Sara, but he can help out a little

Ivory has posed:
Ivory tilts the head at the sudden wave from the unknown, balancing their hotdog in hand after they recieved it. They look around a moment, then shrug and close in on the trio of people, giving a nod to Sera as they had greeted. The back patch on their eans jacket was kinda known in some circles. A White Persian Cat. The logo of the label of the same name.

Witchblade has posed:
Sara grins, "Perzini. Sara Perzini. Detective with the NYPD" Sara says, "I'm done giving you dead Presidents" Sara adds with a nod. "So" she says and listens keenly, careful to ensure she's safe, the safety's on her gun, and...she's got a hot dog in her lap. Sara looks to Ivory and notes the Persian cat. "It's that logo again. I've seen it around the city. It's always on clothes, and the one who runs the line's always doing interesting things. If the media's to be believed" she shrugs. There's quite a lot of her hot dog left. It's smeared in ketechup and mustard, and melted cheese, and onions. But no cucumber. Since, who the fuck ever puts cucumber on a hot dog, anyhow?

Prismatic has posed:
    "Ah, but neither Franklin nor Hamilton ever held the office." Alexis replies gamely, but she finishes up on her hotdog, and leans back, looking at the logo with a puzzled look.

    "It is a rather curious logo, isn't it? Which brand is it associated with?"

Overlord has posed:
Joseph Miller hmms listening to the ladies, he thinks he may have seen the logo as well but he does not pay as much attention to those things as most.

Ivory has posed:
    "Franklin signed the declaration and Hamilton kinda invented the US-Dollar. Enough reason to put them on a dollar. But nobody ever questions Sacagawea on the gold 1$ coin. Everybdy forgets her." Ivory notes, quirking an eyebrow at Alexis, trying to figure out what he means, then notices their own jacket. "Oh, My own. White Persian Cat. Yea, named just like that."

"Eh, it's not that famous... comeon... I am pretty much starting out. enough to sustain it, but not enough to get rich..."

Witchblade has posed:
Sara looks amused, "Persian Cat brand" she opines backing up what Ivory said. "You know those clothes are pretty, right?" she asks with a nod, looking to the hot dog Ivory has. "You know that's rather plain, right?" Sara shrugs and looks over to her companions as she shrugs and sits back, sipping her water. Looking over the gorup again Sara looks thoughtful for a moment. "The Persian Cat clothes, the cops found them on small time dealers. They like the cat design apparently but they sew things into the cat logo. Ruins the look" Sara says, closing her eyes. She's impressed, and opens her eyes again and looks to Ivory, "You know your money and coins. I'm impressed"

Prismatic has posed:
    "Or Susan B Anthony, but then again I'm used to seeing the Queen's face on money." Alexis gives a shrug, "Your mileage-and-or-kilometers may vary?" Alexis offers as a joke as she leans back, her dark eyebrows rising up a moment before she gives a shrug. "Before I moved here full time, I'd only ever seen British and Italian physical money. Everyone around me just used a card." she gives a shrug to Ivory, and goes to gather her items up a little neater.

Overlord has posed:
Joseph Miller hmms and says "Someone using someone else's designs to use for hiding drugs. sucks, but not surprising. You design clothes? Explains why had not heard of it, no offense, order my clothes from King sized Express, sorta hard to find things locally.

Ivory has posed:
    "Not Persian Cat, White Persian Cat. And yea, I like my hotdog with curry only. I mean, why pour like... 10 spices over it and drench out the meat? Ok, questionable meat content, we are in NYC after all." Ivory shrugs, biting into their hotdog, chewing upon said questionably meaty object. "Never seen an antohy... Coin? Bills were all guys, they turned down the idea of a lady bill in... 2018 or such."

    "Uh, what? Yea, I design stuff, but what is that about drugs? I don't condone drugs, especially not using my clothes to ship them... Only know because a classmate of mine had had a talk about the Lewis & Clark expedition.""

Witchblade has posed:
Sara looks to Ivory. "Oh I don't condone them either, but...." she says and opens up her wallet and shows her badge. "I'm with the NYPD, so not liking crime or drugs goes with the territory" she says before she settles back. Looking over to Ivory again after a look to her hot dog. Shaking her head. Sara snatches up her phone as it rings. "Yeah? Yeah huh. Alright, I'll check" she says and pockets her phone again then she gets up. "It was nice to talk to you all, but I need to start heading home" she says with a quiet tone to her voice. The sort of tone that's all fecal matter, meet air recirculating device. Mostly since, well, she's needing to grocery shop again on the way back home.

Prismatic has posed:
    "I should be going as well. It was a pleasure to meet you, Detective Pezzini." the dark-haired teen gives a nod to her benefactor, to Joseph and to Ivory, and goes to grab her violin case and pack, finishing up on her hotdog.

Overlord has posed:
Joseph Miller will drop a five in the hat when Alexis's hat when she turns to leave Subtly be thy name Joseph?