E.M. New York

[Ms.Ezra]

​

Stark Industries was one of the big sponsors for this event, but Janice was attending as neither a representative of Stark Industries or in costume as a local hero. In fact nobody would know who Gizmo Gal was yet anyway. She had come as a regular citizen of New York, dressed in her running shoes, electric blue shorts, and black tank top to participate in the fun run later in the day. And she didn't want any of the prizes for the sizeable donation of food she'd brought in the cab with her either.

Actually, that was partially a lie. While she was otherwise involved with someone, so far as she was aware her and Eden weren't an exclusive pair and so if Janice happened to win a 'date' with She-Hulk, it would be fine.

Janice was at the moment in line for the barbecue, mouth salivating at the wealth of aromas. She witnessed a rather heartwarming exchange between the man running the stand, and a little girl Janice had not noticed before. She watched it unfold, and felt a twinge of sadness for the girl. When she got her own pork and fries, she quickly caught up with the girl and gave her a friendly smile.

"Hi! I couldn't help but notice you back there. Did you want to find a table? I'm alone too, so how about we keep each other company for a little bit?"



@Camleen

 

[Nomad-22]

​

Wearing his Nightwatcher armor, Raphael drove on a motorcycle through one of the sewer tunnels, water splashing in his wake. Destination the Superhero Heart Run, the charity event that Master Splinter mentioned. Raph still can't believe he was suckered into this, but Splinter was firm on the matter, either he goes to the charity or clean debris in the sewers all day. The ninja turtle increased his speed further as he saw the light at the other side.

These rides were among Ralph's favorite things, this moment wasn't any different. Seconds later he burst from the tunnel, flying in midair till he landed at a small stream inside an empty industrial park in the morning. Donatello had checked this area through his system of surveillance cameras for him earlier.

Not a bad job ya geek. Raph thought appreciatively of Donnie as he continued onward. Behind his seat, a basket containing a set of clothes to donate like shirts, shoes, and pants. They weren't fancy or anything but Master Splinter had gone the extra mile in finding these items and entrusted his son Raph to deliver them. While he had mixed feelings about going out in broad light and in public Raphael wanted to please his father.

He drove through into a maze of back alleys that he knew like the back of his green hand. Then at last he reached Centeral Park, slowing down until parking at a sidewalk. Taking the basket, by the right arm, Raph saw through the visor he attached some attention already from passerbys.

"This is totally freaky."

He muttered quietly so that no one heard him, while garning various looks for, all around. Some people were obviously nervous, a few hateful looks, and some others just curious. His Nightwatcher persona not as wide known like Spider-man or Daredevil, he was still recognizable to those who watched the local evening news or just seen clips on YouTube, catching some of his activities. Feeling awkward he strolled through while many people gave him a wide berth.

In many ways he was grateful for some room to move but such attitude only reinforced his suspicions about them ever accepting those different from their definition of 'normal'. It irked Raph to no end that he and his family have to win their trust first and keep hiding for the time being like they're something to be ashamed of.

Just then a little kid of dark skin with a buzz cut hair stood in front of Raphael. The boy was around seven years old wore a purple shirt and dark jeans with white sneakers shoes. Raph looked at him puzzled that the kid wasn't moving away from fear, instead just smiled at him then asked.

"You're the Nightwatcher aren't ya?"

"Uh...yea. What about it?" Raph said in an awkard tone.

Still beaming the little fellow suddenly rushed over and much to Raph's surprise gave him a big hug. Honestly the disguised ninja didn't know what's going on or what to do.

"Ya saved my mom and me a week ago when robbers were holding up a gas station we went to. You were so cool, taking down all those bad guys like it wasn't noting."

Looking up the kid then added. "Thank you Nightwatcher."

Rendered speechless for a moment, Raphael struggle to find words to say.

"You're...you're welcome kid. What's your name?"

"Thomas Berkeley. But everyone calls me Tommy."

"Well Tommy I could use your help. I'm trying to find the spot to donate these clothes, would you know the way?"

Nodding vigorously Tommy grabbed Raph's freed hand with both arms, leading the way further into the park.

 

[Camleen]

This wasn't so bad. She was expecting worse, frankly. Based on the warnings of the previous night. And the food is rather… amazing. Even if it is pretty low end carnival food, it's still amazing. As she makes her way through the crowd, she still watches for anything that might represent a threat to her. She makes mental note of the area, a perfect map being drawn in her head as she walks. She intends to circle around once she's done with her little greasy meal and pick up that plate of food the kind man offered for her 'mom and dad'. A plate of food she would give to Biggs and Wedge, which is kind of the whole reason she came to this place. She wanted to get them some food… later she'll retrieve some warm blankets and maybe clothes for them. And whatever else she can procure for as many in the alley as possible.

But as she walks, a scent catches her attention. The wind is at her back… something strange. The smell of metal and ozone. And not the usual portions, this is like someone that constantly works in metal. And add the ozone smell to it… something's not right. Of course, no one else would be able to pick up on such things… but that's kind of her thing. She continues to walk kind of casually, she continues to eat her fries as she focuses on the scent behind her. And the footfalls accompanying the step. She's able to filter out much of the sound around her… something else she's been trained to do. The scent gets stronger, the footfalls are hurried.

Like someone moving to catch up with her.

But she doesn't react yet. If it's someone to attack her, she'll kill them. She'll blow her cover, but that's a calculated risk. And if it's not an attack, she doesn't want to jump the gun and disembowel someone for no reason.

Should always have a good reason for disemboweling people.

Janice catches up to her, and she looks up at Janice kind of warily. Giving the impression of initial fear. As any would if a stranger suddenly ran up to them. Keeping in character and all. She glances around worriedly, nibbling on her lower lip a moment before she looks back up to Janice, speaking in a meek tone.

"I don't…. mamma says I shouldn't talk ta strangers…" If she just walked away it could arouse suspicion. And she needs to be not followed. In the least, she needs to figure out who this person is, and what their true intentions are.

It really doesn't occur to Laura that Janice is trying to genuinely be nice.

"But… but I guess… guess I can…" she stammers out, her cheeks even getting a little red, as if she were embarrassed or scared perhaps. Yes, she's a good little actress. She moves towards a near table, sniffing discretely at the air again… and another scent a ways off, a very distinct scent. It smells of radiation… a different kind of ozone like smell. It's She-Hulk, she's sure. Still out of sight and nowhere near them, but her scent stands out. And she picks a name for herself suddenly.

"M…my name's… it's… it's Jennifer…" she says as she gives Janice a shaky, timid smile.

And then she wonders to herself.... why does she suddenly smell the sewer not so far away? Not that anyone else would pick up on it... but to her heightened senses it kind of stands out...

 

[Gands]

Eden Haller aka Psyhawk
Charity Event.

Eden had come to the park on duty, but as Eden and not Psyhawk or Agent Haller. Her job today was prevention. Already she had mentally paralyzed one would be mugger and sent plainclothes agents to deal with him. She had brought stuff for charity too of course, just not nearly as much as Janice. During her walk through, she noticed Janice, sent her a mental smooch. She always knew when Janice was near. She kept the tiniest mental tracer on her friend just to make sure help would come as quickly as possible should something go wrong. Just the same, she didn't use her powers otherwise as it seemed wrong somehow. She did note the young teenager she was with, putting it off as Janice being Janice.

She saw Azalia Ashburn of course, but didn't ask for an autograph today. Happily, she saw the woman with an animal. She gave a little wave to her manager.

She spotted one of the Turtle guys in an armored suite being tugged along by a young fan. She passed very close after he dropped off his bundle of charitable goods.
{ In a low voice }
" Nice job saving that young woman the other day. I have information on certain parties if you are .... interested. I will be wandering around here all day. Let me know."

She then continued to stroll along her merry way. There was a guy with a duffle bag... Duffle bags made her... nervous. She discretely trailed him long enough to get a mental read on him. A bright guy with issues. Looking for information on a bomber.... No, not a bomber he expected here... One in his past. Just the same, she passed the word to keep a discrete eye on him in case his enemies were at the event too. Oddly enough, this event was loaded with Shield guys, NYPD, FBI, More letters here than a case of alphabet soup.

Oops, there was a mind over there near the entrance, not yet past security whose mind stuck out badly... One of those Die Mutie Scum friends of humanity. This one with suicidal intent, and a bomb to help. Oops... mind frozen.... Oops Shield notified.... Oops, problem disposed of. Yes, this was going to be a long afternoon.

@Angelic Fusion @Ms.Ezra @Michale CS @Nomad-22 @Camleen

 

[Ms.Ezra]

"M…my name's… it's… it's Jennifer…" she says as she gives Janice a shaky, timid smile.

"Hi Jennifer! My name's Janice. It's very nice to meet you." The young woman sat down across from the girl and had her first bite of the pork sandwich. "Yum! I could make better, but this is pretty good." She commented after chewing through her first bite. At that moment, she felt the mental kiss that could only come from Eden and whipped her head around, catching just the smallest glimpse of her as she went about her business. Eden was working, so she didn't want to bother her just yet. Janice still sent out a mental kiss in return, hoping it wasn't picked up by any other telepath in the area.

She also saw the peculiar-looking armored individual from a distance, given he was rather tall, and thought he looked like a turtle. With a shrug she turned her attention back on the little girl.

"See any of your favorite heroes yet? Not to brag but, I work for Iron Man. War Machine is cool and all, but he's more of Iron Man's sidekick." She said, hoping to elicit a smile from the girl while munching on the spicy fries.

@Gands @Camleen

 

[Michale CS]

"This isn't nearly as interesting as I originally thought it was going to be." Azalia said as she began to play with her hair. "Have you given that womans offer some thought" Cypher suddenly asked Azalia. "Hmmm...? What woman?" Azalia asked dumbfounded. "Yesterday, after the power surge. I think you should take up some therapy sessions. Oh, and a seeing eye dog may be nice. Itll also give you something to toy with beside me." He commented. "I am going to get a Seeing eye CAT. I will also think about the therapy. I dont like talking to people about how I feel. It is best if that is left to oblivion." Azalia said in a rather stern voice, the most serious she had been the entire day.

Not long after that, a woman made her way through the crowds and up to Azalia. "Hey. Recognized you. Not that it was rocket science but you may consider a pair of colored contacts if you want to go incognito." The blond said, grinning and lowering her shades.

"Sorry, you might not recognize me from voice alone. I'm Alison. Alison Blaire. They call me Dazzler. Big fan of your stuff, and I wish you could get the full effect of mine. Think we could do a collab sometime?" The performer asked cheerfully.

She also saw the peculiar-looking armored individual from a distance, given he was rather tall, and thought he looked like a turtle. With a shrug she turned her attention back on the little girl.

"See any of your favorite heroes yet? Not to brag but, I work for Iron Man. War Machine is cool and all, but he's more of Iron Man's sidekick." She said, hoping to elicit a smile from the girl while munching on the spicy fries.

Janice was at the moment in line for the barbecue, mouth salivating at the wealth of aromas. She witnessed a rather heartwarming exchange between the man running the stand, and a little girl Janice had not noticed before. She watched it unfold, and felt a twinge of sadness for the girl. When she got her own pork and fries, she quickly caught up with the girl and gave her a friendly smile.

"Hi! I couldn't help but notice you back there. Did you want to find a table? I'm alone too, so how about we keep each other company for a little bit?"

"But… but I guess… guess I can…" she stammers out, her cheeks even getting a little red, as if she were embarrassed or scared perhaps. Yes, she's a good little actress. She moves towards a near table, sniffing discretely at the air again… and another scent a ways off, a very distinct scent. It smells of radiation… a different kind of ozone like smell. It's She-Hulk, she's sure. Still out of sight and nowhere near them, but her scent stands out. And she picks a name for herself suddenly.

"M…my name's… it's… it's Jennifer…" she says as she gives Janice a shaky, timid smile.

A distinct scent again followed by a 'super-hero landing' nearby dropped another protege' of Stark's among 'Jennifer' and Gizmogal... and she was instantly buzzed by fans as she did.

Enter RiRi WIlliams, aka Ironheart, not invited directly as a 'super' guest but she was not about to let Rhodey hog all the Stark attention.

After a moment she turns to 'Jennifer' and Gizmogal. "Janice! Hey. I don't think we've ever seen each other outside of a video conference call. I was going to land on stage but Dr. Richards had a no-fly zone warning so I had to land way back here. No way I'm getting Mr. Fantastic mad at me! I've seen some of your work and I'd love to sit down and compare notes sometime!"

"Well Tommy I could use your help. I'm trying to find the spot to donate these clothes, would you know the way?"

Nodding vigorously Tommy grabbed Raph's freed hand with both arms, leading the way further into the park.

Suddenly Raph's ninja instincts reacted as he dodged aside, keeping the civilian away from the movement he detected. Then, he silently cursed himself as it was simply an outstretched hand that tried to tap him on the shoulder.

A... really outstretched hand. Like from at least 100 feet away. It beckoned him with a crook of a finger as Reed Richards stood close to one of the 'talent' trailers, beckoning him on with a pleasant smile on his face. "Come on. Talent is this way. We have some coordination to do. I was hoping more local heroes would show."

Oops, there was a mind over there near the entrance, not yet past security whose mind stuck out badly... One of those Die Mutie Scum friends of humanity. This one with suicidal intent, and a bomb to help. Oops... mind frozen.... Oops Shield notified.... Oops, problem disposed of. Yes, this was going to be a long afternoon.

A beep came over the SHIELD communicator Eden carried on her. "When I heard the call was from you, I decided to respond personally." The voice was familiar. It was Agent Jill Cardiff, aka Golden Girl.

"Need some help keeping the local wildlife at bay?"

@Gands @Ms.Ezra @Nomad-22 @Angelic Fusion @Camleen

 

[Gands]

Eden Haller aka Psyhawk

" Roger that Golden Girl, I'd appreciate the help, did someone pick up our stranded friend of humanity ? "

@Michale CS

 

[Michale CS]

Eden Haller aka Psyhawk

" Roger that Golden Girl, I'd appreciate the help, did someone pick up our stranded friend of humanity ? "

@Michale CS

"I've got him being escorted out now, along with two of his buddies - who were incidentally trying to stop him. But, gotta go through the motions and debrief them. I'll head your way. We have a few agents staying back as well as these funkie little robots that Richards has wandering around. Very shortly I will end up hating the name Herbie because they're pretty annoying. Every one of them detects me as anomaly until it gets the data that I'm SHIELD."

@Gands

 

[Nomad-22]

Suddenly Raph's ninja instincts reacted as he dodged aside, keeping the civilian away from the movement he detected. Then, he silently cursed himself as it was simply an outstretched hand that tried to tap him on the shoulder.

A... really outstretched hand. Like from at least 100 feet away. It beckoned him with a crook of a finger as Reed Richards stood close to one of the 'talent' trailers, beckoning him on with a pleasant smile on his face. "Come on. Talent is this way. We have some coordination to do. I was hoping more local heroes would show."

@Gands @Ms.Ezra @Nomad-22 @Angelic Fusion @Camleen

What the?!

That was Raphael thought until he recognized what the outstretched hand belong to at the talent trailers. Sighing in resignation Raph whispered sarcastically.

"Terrific...I get saddle with one of Donnie's idols, Mister Stretchy himself."

Of course he knew the guy's real name Reed Richards, his brother Donatello kept bringing up the dude and his achievements in science. Of course Mikey would butt in and talk about Stretchy Guy's team, the so-called Fanastic Four. Though Raph admitted to himself quietly he was somewhat a fan of Ben Grimm(the Thing). Tommy still held his hand and tugged them both toward the direction Mr. Fantastic.

"I know he is brainy but Mr. Fantastic is actually cool. My class once took a field trip to his place and he showed us some cool gadgets at his lab. Though the best part for me was when his wife made cookies for us to take home."

"Whatever ya say Tommy." Raph replied, trying not to sound doubtful, he didn't want to hurt the kid's feelings for some strange reason.

Just as he reached Richards and placed the cloths down he heard Psyhawk's familiar voice, congrats good him on the other night and offering new information. Though he found her kinda annoying she did proved helpful to him and Mikey.

Not sparing a glance backward, he kept focused on the head of the Fanastic Four in front of him. Tommy finally let go Raph's hand as he said.

"Hey Mr. Fantastic this is Nightwatcher he saved me and my mom once."

Raphael was quite thankful for his armor for it at least masked his embarrassed expression at Tommy's praise. He wasn't really used to this kind of treatment, much less hero-worship.

 

[Sir Kaltao]

Night before the Charity Event
On a rooftop in Harlem​

"Of course I know you, Brooklyn! Are the others here? Lex? Bronx?.... My father?" Ophelia closed in on him, smiling broadly.

"Don't you recognize me? Ophelia! Wait... Something is wrong... Tell me, do you know a human named Eliza?" She closed the rest of the distance between them, her smile fading.

The other Gargoyle took a step back out of surprise as the female not only approached him, but somehow knew him and the rest of his clan. At the question of where her father was, then if he knew Eliza, Brooklyn grew even more confused.

"Wait lass slow down!" He put up his hands as he stepped closer. There could be no mistaking it. Those were Goliath's eyes. And upon seeing her closer he could see this was a very different Gargoyle. It was like there were something else in her.

"Ah can't say I recognize ya....least most of ya, much less yer name. And yes, Eliza has been a good friend to our clan, but what business is that of yours? I would hope she woulda told us if she knew another of our kind."

@Michale CS

 

[Michale CS]

"Ah can't say I recognize ya....least most of ya, much less yer name. And yes, Eliza has been a good friend to our clan, but what business is that of yours? I would hope she woulda told us if she knew another of our kind."

"Eliza's my mother. Except where I come from... she's dead. After becoming a Gargoyle, and then... going back to human because-" Ophelia sighed.

"All right. Uh, this may sound strange but I'm from a different Earth, I think. Or a different time. Maybe both. Hudson! I need to talk to Hudson. He'll understand." She stepped in and laid a hand on Brooklyn's shoulder. Ophelia was at least as tall as Broadway, maybe almost as tall - but nowhere near as massive - as Goliath himself.

@Sir Kaltao

 

[Mook-LandStrider]

Azalia Ashburn
@Michale CS

Suddenly being intercepted Azalia didn't even have a chance to do anything about it. But, luckily it was an individual who wasn't seeking anything overt from the woman. "Oh... Uh Hi." Azalia said blindly. Perhaps the woman was right. Azalia didn't know how obvious it was that she was who she was. "Is it really that obvious? I need a water cooled hoodie." Azalia mumbled out making a mental note of it.

Cypher had gone off to get himself something to eat leaving Azalia alone. It wasn't the brightest idea but Azalia wasn't an idiot. There were far to many people for her to wander about alone. "I know who you are. I dont forget voices since its one of the only ways I can actively identify an individual. You'd be surpised how many voices are the same. Yet, like a finger print each has their own little differences." Azalia held her hands up and moved her fingers around with a small smirk.

"Dazzler? Thats an interesting nickname. I dont know what people call me. Perhaps Pandora, Azzi or just "That one hot blind girl." Azalia said in a different tone of voice as if she was trying to mimic someone. "As for the contacts, things dont like to stay on my body. Soo.... it is best if I dont even try. I guess its an allergic reaction. I am kinda like a walking Colonoscopy bag." Azalia said lieing through her teeth. While it was true she couldn't wear glasses or contacts, it definitely wasnt an allergic reaction.

"Hey, I have no idea where to donate things. My body guard is getting himself food and well, as you could imagine, getting around in a massive crowd isn't the easiest thing in the-" Azalia cut herself off suddenly. Going silent for a moment her heart began to sink. "Bah!" She heard from nearby as her vision returned. But, instead of seeing through her own eyes she was looking through the eyes of a three foot tall stitched rabbit. To make matters worse, the creature was attempting to get a wad of cotton candy from an unsuspecting individual. "Oh boy." Azalia mumbled out audibly.

At this point there was nothing the woman could do. The creature snagged the cotton candy before beginning to scuttle off. Before it could get far a sudden blunt impact disconnected the head of the rabbit from its torso. Like a star punter kicking a football the head soared through the air before getting wedged in the roof of a food vendor. Without its head the body began to aimlessly wander around before suddenly falling over and just laying there. As bad as the incident was, Azalia suddenly gained a decent view of not only herself but of a good part of the meadow.​

 

[Camleen]

Laura smiles politely and just nods a little to her, speaking in something of a soft tone. "It's nice ta meet ya too, miss…"

Guh.

She takes another big bite of her sandwich as she watches Janice intently. She's just a stranger, someone that heard her story back there and is taking pity. She doesn't suspect anything, she seems to dim to do so. But when Janice looks around abruptly for Eden, Laura's gaze strays discretely, scanning the area for trouble. She looks back to Janice… the woman reacted as if she had heard someone. And her heart rate changed for a moment (she might be a child but she's still very well trained and skilled in such observations). Her head leans to one side slightly, not seeing any communications devices in her ears. Maybe it was some kind of telepathy, or an empathic reaction.

Or the woman is nuts.

When Janice's attention is drawn back to her, she smiles once more as she watches her. So she works for Iron Man… well that kind of explains the scents coming off of her. The metallic scent, the ozone. She doesn't have the build of a line worker. With the combination of those scents she isn't a receptionist. Maybe some kind of technical work… research and development or something.

Laura looks away from Janice when the question is posed… her favorite superhero. All she really knows (all she was ever allowed to know) about meta beings is how to kill them. That's where all of her study went. Given that… she responds with the only 'hero' she's ever actually met. "Cap'n America! I was lookin for 'im here, I saw some fella dressed up like him but he had a gut" her hands come down and hover over her own stomach to exaggerate "like this big, so I knew it wasn't him." She says with a nod.

She takes another big bite of her sandwich (it almost totally gone now), and she wipes her mouth with her shirt sleeve. For just a moment she freezes though, her eyes widening a little. She hears the exhaust of thrusters from somewhere. War Machine was supposed to be here… but in all of the simulations she was forced to endure against armored opponents (War Machine being one of them), she never heard something like that. A missile? She glances up, just in time to see Riri Williams come out of the clear blue sky itself.

She jumps a little out of her seat, as if to show the kind of surprise a child her age would have if they weren't thinking about how to kill the armored woman. She seems apprehensive as she stares up at Riri, and then looking between Janice and Riri. "Does Iron Man know you have his armor?" She then looks to Janice "Does Iron Man know she has his armor?" She, frankly, didn't know there was another armored person around. And apparently she's fairly famous, judging by the way people are swarming her. Of course she knows it's not Iron Man's armor. Dimensions are all wrong, it's aesthetic is all wrong for someone as flashy as Iron Man. Again, when you're forced to fight simulations of certain heroes over and over and over, you get a feel for them.

Oh! Opportunity! In the confusion she could bail, easily. She would be able to disappear into this sudden crowd with no effort, and Janice would never find her. But… she stays where she is, quietly sitting back down with her food, her head bowed a little as she looks along the crowd.

 

[Sir Kaltao]

While this Ophelia may have thought her explanation was helping, it only deepened as he was actually scratching his head by the end of her rambling. Another Earth? Eliza turning from human, to Gargoyle, then back? That would kind of explain her odd appearance if it didn't rely on an even more outrageous set of circumstances. She did have a point about Hudson likely having an answer. He had a lifetime of knowledge that could help clear the air about what was going on.

"Okay. I'll bring ya to Hudson." He said looking up to the taller Ophelia and whipping around to leap off the building. "Try to keep up!"

The pair glided from rooftop to rooftop across New York. At one point, just a few jumps from their last before they could catch a strong thermal up to Castle Wyvern, the pair landed near one of the billboards advertising some charity event. "Wish they held events like these at night. Sounds like fun from what Goliath tells us." He took on a somber look "If we were accepted that is. Oh well. Broadway would probably eat too much anyway." He wasn't necessarily talking to Ophelia herself, more just thinking aloud. "Come along then. Until we know what's going on, might be best to make up some other story for the others."

With that said Brooklyn took off again and caught a strong wind to climb upwards to the great heights of Xanatos Tower to the castle.

@Michale CS

 

[Michale CS]

Okay. I'll bring ya to Hudson." He said looking up to the taller Ophelia and whipping around to leap off the building. "Try to keep up!"

"Watch me." Ophelia said with a wide grin and she did. Easily. Whatever else she may be the girl was fast.

"If we were accepted that is. Oh well. Broadway would probably eat too much anyway." He wasn't necessarily talking to Ophelia herself, more just thinking aloud. "Come along then. Until we know what's going on, might be best to make up some other story for the others.

"Well Ah reckon ah could be a cousin from Texas. Introduce me as Odessa, would ya? We can tell Hudson the genuine truth and let him decide what to tell the others." She was quick in more than body, but of wit as well, apparently.

@Sir Kaltao

 

[Michale CS]

Suddenly being intercepted Azalia didn't even have a chance to do anything about it. But, luckily it was an individual who wasn't seeking anything overt from the woman. "Oh... Uh Hi." Azalia said blindly. Perhaps the woman was right. Azalia didn't know how obvious it was that she was who she was. "Is it really that obvious? I need a water cooled hoodie." Azalia mumbled out making a mental note of it.

"Hoodies work. I know at least one popular guy who made very good use of one. Good call." Alison replied.

"I know who you are. I don't forget voices since its one of the only ways I can actively identify an individual. You'd be surprised how many voices are the same. Yet, like a finger print each has their own little differences." Azalia held her hands up and moved her fingers around with a small smirk.

"My friend Matt is like that. Smart guy." she nodded in agreement, then realized that was kinda dumb but didn't add anything aloud.

"Dazzler? Thats an interesting nickname. I dont know what people call me. Perhaps Pandora, Azzi or just "That one hot blind girl." Azalia said in a different tone of voice as if she was trying to mimic someone. "As for the contacts, things dont like to stay on my body. Soo.... it is best if I dont even try. I guess its an allergic reaction. I am kinda like a walking Colonoscopy bag." Azalia said lieing through her teeth. While it was true she couldn't wear glasses or contacts, it definitely wasnt an allergic reaction.

"It's because I have abilities. I can turn sound into light, so... like I said you can't get the full effect of my performances, but I'm serious about doing a collaboration. Sorry about the allergies."

"Hey, I have no idea where to donate things. My body guard is getting himself food and well, as you could imagine, getting around in a massive crowd isn't the easiest thing in the-" Azalia cut herself off suddenly. Going silent for a moment her heart began to sink. "Bah!" She heard from nearby as her vision returned. But, instead of seeing through her own eyes she was looking through the eyes of a three foot tall stitched rabbit. To make matters worse, the creature was attempting to get a wad of cotton candy from an unsuspecting individual. "Oh boy." Azalia mumbled out audibly.

"I can guide you, but I'd rather your friend know where you are. I can't imagine he'd be happy if you just wandered off." If Alison noticed the bit with the bunny, she didn't let on in any way that Azalia could tell. "We could look for him but I found it's best to stay in one place, especially if he left you here. This is where he'd be expecting you to be."

Not sparing a glance backward, he kept focused on the head of the Fanastic Four in front of him. Tommy finally let go Raph's hand as he said.

"Hey Mr. Fantastic this is Nightwatcher he saved me and my mom once."

Raphael was quite thankful for his armor for it at least masked his embarrassed expression at Tommy's praise. He wasn't really used to this kind of treatment, much less hero-worship.

"Well, Tommy, you certainly have a knack for meeting special people, don't you?" Reed said with a chuckle.

He directed his attention to Nightwatcher. "I'd like to talk to you about what you might contribute to the auction. Most of the heroes in attendance are auctioning off something. An event, or a service. For example my friend Ms. Walters is offering a date, and Major Rhodes is offering a flight in a Quinjet. I myself am offering a tour of the Baxter Building. But... and stop me if I am being presumptive, I believe you might be quite adept at self-defense. Maybe you could offer something like a one-hour self-defense primer to the lucky winner?"

"Does Iron Man know you have his armor?" She then looks to Janice "Does Iron Man know she has his armor?" She, frankly, didn't know there was another armored person around. And apparently she's fairly famous, judging by the way people are swarming her.

"He knew I had his armor a year or so ago when I reverse engineered my own version. This one, however, is all mine - well Mr. Stark helped... a lot. But the Model Prime design and functions were all my ideas." Riri replied, grinning.

@Nomad-22 @Camleen @Ms.Ezra @Angelic Fusion

 

[Ms.Ezra]

"Janice! Hey. I don't think we've ever seen each other outside of a video conference call. I was going to land on stage but Dr. Richards had a no-fly zone warning so I had to land way back here. No way I'm getting Mr. Fantastic mad at me! I've seen some of your work and I'd love to sit down and compare notes sometime!"

"Yeah! Totally!" Janice replied, taking a moment to admire the design of her armor, and giggled at the cute reaction Jennifer had to Ironheart.

But… she stays where she is, quietly sitting back down with her food, her head bowed a little as she looks along the crowd.

Noticing Jennifer coming down in pep a little, Janice eats one last fry and slides them over to her. "Say Jenny...can I call you Jenny? How about you can have the rest of my fries, and we'll go check out the carnival games? My treat." She said, patting the fanny pack sitting on her side.

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[Nomad-22]

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"Hoodies work. I know at least one popular guy who made very good use of one. Good call." Alison replied.




"My friend Matt is like that. Smart guy." she nodded in agreement, then realized that was kinda dumb but didn't add anything aloud.




"It's because I have abilities. I can turn sound into light, so... like I said you can't get the full effect of my performances, but I'm serious about doing a collaboration. Sorry about the allergies."



"I can guide you, but I'd rather your friend know where you are. I can't imagine he'd be happy if you just wandered off." If Alison noticed the bit with the bunny, she didn't let on in any way that Azalia could tell. "We could look for him but I found it's best to stay in one place, especially if he left you here. This is where he'd be expecting you to be."




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"Well, Tommy, you certainly have a knack for meeting special people, don't you?" Reed said with a chuckle.

He directed his attention to Nightwatcher. "I'd like to talk to you about what you might contribute to the auction. Most of the heroes in attendance are auctioning off something. An event, or a service. For example my friend Ms. Walters is offering a date, and Major Rhodes is offering a flight in a Quinjet. I myself am offering a tour of the Baxter Building. But... and stop me if I am being presumptive, I believe you might be quite adept at self-defense. Maybe you could offer something like a one-hour self-defense primer to the lucky winner?"



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"He knew I had his armor a year or so ago when I reverse engineered my own version. This one, however, is all mine - well Mr. Stark helped... a lot. But the Model Prime design and functions were all my ideas." Riri replied, grinning.

@Nomad-22 @Camleen @Ms.Ezra @Angelic Fusion

He listen as Stretchy explained what's going on

Wait he said what?

Raph didn't recall volunteering to do some stunt. It angered him that the superhero types think they can use him like some lousy street performer. He was about tell Richards where to shove that idea when he noticed the way Tommy was looking at him with pleading eyes.

"Please do it. That would be so cool to watch." The seven year old begged in an eager voice. Those puppy eyes and child-like expression reminded him a lot of Mikey back when they were little turtles.

I'm going soft.

Trying to save face he crossed his arms over the chest and shrugged.

"Fine whatever. I'll try to go easy on the lucky winner."

Tommy fist pumped, whispering yes, loud enough for both Richards and Raph to hear. Yup the little boy got Mikey's charm...hopefully with more brains. Knowing his kid brother, Raphael wouldn't be surprised if that bonehead was already doing something loony right about now in his Turtle Titan gimmick.

 

[Camleen]

'Jennifer' stares up at Riri as she describes how she was able to use the Iron Man armor to create her own. Model Prime… she looks over he armor once more, noticing it has some gaps at certain areas where there isn't real need for it. Things most people probably wouldn't notice, really. So the armor is probably capable of augmenting shape. Or so she assumes. Good information to have in her head if she needs to murder Riri.

I mean ya never know.

She hears the name 'Jenny' and as if obedient she looks towards Janice. Her bright green eyes look towards the fries she offers, and then back up to Janice a moment. As if she's silently trying to decide if she really is allowed to have them.

She should have bolted.

But instead, she needs to continue playing this part. The part of a little girl having a good time at a carnival atmosphere and meeting new friends. But it's all an act, a show put on for anyone that look in her direction.

She reaches out with one hand to grasp a handful of Janice's fries and stuffs them in her mouth. She chews on them as her other hand reaches out, poking Riri's armor curiously. Just a couple little pokes. She takes a little step back from Riri then, finishing off the French fries. She might not genuinely be having a good time (might not), but she does like those fries.

"Games?" She mutters softly, her gaze moving back towards Janice now. But Janice would notice she seems a little… distracted. There's still quite the crowd around them. Rather, around Riri admiring her armor and some asking for selfies and autographs. She glances around herself a few more times, then moves closer to the table they are sitting at, and closer to Janice as she speaks, looking along the crowd "I never played any of those carnival game thingies. I'd prolly be real awful with 'em.." she says with a thoughtful frown.

 

[Ms.Ezra]

"Games?" She mutters softly, her gaze moving back towards Janice now. But Janice would notice she seems a little… distracted. There's still quite the crowd around them. Rather, around Riri admiring her armor and some asking for selfies and autographs. She glances around herself a few more times, then moves closer to the table they are sitting at, and closer to Janice as she speaks, looking along the crowd "I never played any of those carnival game thingies. I'd prolly be real awful with 'em.." she says with a thoughtful frown.

"Never played carnival games? Well let's go fix that!" Janice stood and held out her right hand for Jennifer while the other waved at RiRi. "Nice chatting with you RiRi. Shoot me an email or stop by R&D next time you can, and I'll see if we can't do something about those plate separations. This girl needs to learn the joys of carnival games." She said indicating Jennifer.

Whether Jennifer opted to hold her hand or not, Janice led her to the carnival games and had cash in hand. "Let's see....something easy..." Her eyes zeroed in on the dart game with its menagerie of stuffed animals, the grand prizes nearly big as Jennifer herself. "There! Let's give this a try."

The pair came up to the game, and the plucky worker gave them a warm reception. "Welcome ladies! It's a dollar per dart or six darts for five. Pop a balloon, get any prize beneath it."

Janice handed over a $10 and the worker laid out twelve darts. "Good luck!"

"Simple, right? Let's see if I get anything good." Janice picked up a dart, focused on one in a corner, and threw it. The balloon popped, but there was nothing beneath. She grabbed another, and at least revealed a '2nd chance' that earned back the dart.

"Poo. Well then, you give it a try." Janice encouraged Jennifer.

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