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| Shaitan | May 22 2010, 06:24 PM Post #1 |
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He slowly let his chunk of earth float down into a nearby alleyway, stepping off once it touched down. She smacked his pets bottom area as signal for her to get off. Luckily, they had gotten some clothes for her at a nearby shop, not that it covered up more than before. Almost everything was see-through. He kept a careful hold on his powers, ready to use them if his pet tried to get some help. After a few seconds, she did nothing but follow him. He smiled. The perfect relationship. He entered a tea shop, bells jingling as they entered. Following his lead, she sat down quite close to him, as a waiter came over to take their orders. "Erm...Earl Gray for me, and something mild for my lady here." The waiter cocked his eyes, surprised to see such a teen hanging around with such an endowed lady. "Yes..sir." Their table was in the corner, in a place quite out of site of the other patrons. Perfect. With a wave of his hand and a simple push with his powers, Pet already knew what to do. Immediately, she bent over and lifted the table cloth over her head, doing what she did best. |
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| kitty | May 22 2010, 06:31 PM Post #2 |
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"Look, I know she is legal but..." John said as he entered after the boy. His mask was off now. After all, these two already knew each other. Even if their relationship was more of a violent kind than a peaceful kind. "... are you? Isn't this technically her raping you?" He had arrived after ordering some milk and showing which table to bring it to. Because they were in America, where there was something called statuatory rape. Well, he wasn't actually sure if what she was doing counted as consent really. Probably not. But hey, innocent until proven guilty meant that a court would probably find this kid innocent of rape, unless there was some physical evidence against him. Which would make the chick guilty of statuatory rape... this had to be the most messed up case he heard in his life. Well, okay. In the top twenty if you don't count myths and urban legends. "So, are you just quitting on the job? You seemed more like a guy who would be interested in the rest of the job, not just the acquire a lady part." |
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| Sunatou | May 22 2010, 06:34 PM Post #3 |
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Luke had picked the back of the tea shop for its warm lighting so he could read the paper without his eyes seeing through to the other side. The shop was decent at best, but it had been hot outside so he had ordered a water, but reading the paper made him forget about the drink so it simply sweat over a napkin. He heard a voice and thought nothing of it at first, but as he finished the article he heard a new voice and with his new found attention thought of it as familiar. Luke folded the paper back up neatly and glanced to his side only to see the same young man from the job. He acted surprised as he stood up and extended a hand towards the two men he saw sitting, "You are the nice young men from the job correct? I'm sorry, but I didn't catch your names, I'm Newman if I didn't say so before." It was indeed shady in the cafe, but Luke wasn't a dumb ass and hopefully you aren't either. He knew full well it was more shady, or possibly more creamy under the table. Still, to act as if that was true would be rude and absurd. Luke wasn't about to cock block a kid. That's just evil. Edited by Sunatou, May 22 2010, 06:39 PM.
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| Shaitan | May 22 2010, 06:44 PM Post #4 |
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He looked up as the James guy suddenly came in and sat down. He shrugged. "If this goes to courts, I probably forced her. But as long as she keeps quiet, no one will ever rat. Why? You want some?" He had no objection to him sitting down, as long as nothing was interrupted. He then shook hands with one of the guys from before, Newman or something like that. "My name is Tom. Pleased to meet you. So, what are you doing here?" He leaned backward and sighed, thinking about why he left. "Well, I want my money in cash straight up. If he's gonna be a prick about it screw him then. Let him sweat for a while, then go back. I'll probably kill him sometime later in life anyway. You guys can help if you want." He nodded. Get the money, spend it on high tech stuff, come back, kill the guy. Well thought out. |
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| kitty | May 22 2010, 06:54 PM Post #5 |
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"Hey. I'm John." He said as he shook hands with Newman. So, this other guy was Tom? Or was it a fake name? Well, honestly John and Tom. The names were common enough for people of that name to be summonable. So whether those were fake names or not, they were still rather untraceable. "No, I'm quite happy to let you enjoy your parade on your own." He said as he pulled out his phone, and went online with it. There were a few things he wanted to look up. Like the place they were supposed to attack. How many employees did it have? blah, blah, blah. He likely wouldn't find anything, but that didn't matter. He was just plain bored. And if he went back there now, he wasn't sure if he could restrain himself to taking out a single building. "Me, I picked the job because I wanna take the guy down. Don't really care what he does to Light Corp, but he hurt some people I know. Money and info would have been nice, but looks like LC has no info. Money, I might beat it out of them by violent uses of force after all this is over." Violent uses of force meaning, of course, destruction of the entire building. It didn't matter if he wasn't in the job for the money. When someone promised him money, they gave it to him. Or suffered for not giving it to him. And then gave him the money. "So, Newman. You looking for a new job?" |
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| Sunatou | May 22 2010, 07:05 PM Post #6 |
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Luke shook hands with the gentlemen and simply ignored the lady as the other gentlemen did. Their body language and quiet words made it seem like the smart thing to do at the time. Luke then responded to John after he had finished his quiet words to Tom, "Actually I found a little work in this district which would be why I'm in the area, but thanks for inquiring. So I take it you two are still pursuing that transaction with the Doctor? I hope he realizes that he isn't coming off as confident in his business." Luke was almost finished talking at this point. In reality he knew people like himself, as in people who did his kind of work, never looked for work. Truth be told he was practicing. What he was starting to learn was that people like himself, that is people with talent, were starting to practice as well. Luke knew it and it was good. Social progress of their new and simple age. Edited by Sunatou, May 22 2010, 07:05 PM.
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| Shaitan | May 22 2010, 07:23 PM Post #7 |
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"Hrm...hurt people you know? My reasons are a bit more selfish. I'm 17. Almost 18, and moving out of my parents house. Fifty grand is a lot of money, enough to keep me rolling for a few months." He looked up as the waiter came, putting down everything ordered on the table. He glanced in surprise. The woman was no where to be seen, at least from his angle. He shrugged, thinking she left. Suddenly, he heard sirens outside. "Seriously. Can't I even drink tea in peace? Last time I was in prison, I didn't even get my phone call." He looked at the cars, and the wonderful asphalt they were parked on. Oh well, they weren't getting in without a fight. Elemental style. As he watched a little more, he figured it out. They weren't even coming for him. There was some sort of high speed chase going on. Hrm. He should get a car. Something fast. Edited by Shaitan, May 22 2010, 07:30 PM.
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| kitty | May 22 2010, 07:42 PM Post #8 |
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"You know, you should make sure your women aren't exhausted." Paul said as he pulled the girl up from under the table, three sleeping pills in her mouth. He helped her sit, and drink her tea to wash it all down. Those were pretty much the strongest pills he knew, and worked like a charm. Within moments, she would be sleeping on the table. A sweater on her so that she was decently covered. "What were you in prison for?" John had to resist adding the term noob at the end of this sentence. That was a bit inappropriate. Still, younglings these days. Actually getting caught. What was this world coming to? This forbode a very boring future, when cops actually did their jobs correctly. "Now, are either of you able to locate all security cameras in this shop?" He asked out of curiosity than drank his milk. Security was good, except when it caught John. Then security was bad and needed to be removed. Like right now. And the cops that would be at the brothel. What a pain. Can't enter from the front now. Guess I gotta bust down a side of the building. |
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| Sunatou | May 22 2010, 07:49 PM Post #9 |
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Luke was pretty sure that the cameras in the shop only pointed at the cash register, as it was with most small establishments. So he began speaking as he walked away, "Well I won't bother you two anymore as it seems that you are busy." Just as Luke got to the point where he was about to be in earshot of others he turned and said, "Security cameras are for catching the slow and those stupid enough to hold up the register." With that Luke smiled and walked out of the door with his paper, leaving the water standing alone. It reminded him of something crisp and clean like hope. You know what? That little glass of water will probably be a wondrous cloud one day. I think that is what Luke was thinking of. Edited by Sunatou, May 22 2010, 07:51 PM.
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| Shaitan | May 22 2010, 07:59 PM Post #10 |
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Tom let loose a death-glare on the blocker. His eyelid twitched. You could hear, smell, and see the bottom of the cloth hanging over the table slowly turning black. He took a deep breath and the cloth stopped smoking. Better fix it before someone comes over and investigates. He turned his wind into a cutting scythe, slowly and sloppily cutting off the burned parts. "You had to huh?" He shrugged at James' question. "Nothing big. Just trying to rob a home depot. Then some hero called the Green Lantern came in and stopped me. He's a technopath I think. He made a humongous fly zapper...and made me the fly." His hands on the table clenched into fists, his minds eye replaying that fateful scene. Why did that bastard have to interrupt? It's not like he was hurting anyone with making a couple of bucks. With a grit in his voice. "One above the register I think. Want me to tilt it a little up for you?" One wrong word was it would take to set this kid off. He was a time bomb waiting to blow up. |
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| kitty | May 22 2010, 08:12 PM Post #11 |
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The "blocker" - although there was nothing going on for him to block - simply smiled and shrugged. Given how violent this guy looked, that was probably a bad idea, but whatever. If John was lucky, this guy would take his pissed-off level, and direct it at their target for slaughtering. Besides, it wasn't like he had stopped anything. Just postponed it. "Didn't really have to. But honestly, you are going to have her for the whole night. Or the whole week most likely. Is it that hard to wait until you are in private? I'm sure she would appreciate it too. Is it is too hard, there is a dark alley between this building and its neighbor." So there were people with powers who used them for good? Well, that was good to know. John knew idiots existed, but if two opposing supers had met, that meant that they both had to be relatively common. Still extremely rare, but nothing like 1 or 2 of each. Good to know, but bad to be true. "No need to tilt. Not until we go pay anyways." He smiled a bit, already formulating a plan to steal all the cash there. Which was pretty much pocket change. But that didn't matter. He could still use that cash to buy random stuff. Which was what mattered really. That, and discuss the next business. "So, do you have any plans for when we enter information gathering?" He asked in a bit of a lower voice. This was something he did not want to say in a loud voice. "There will be likely a bunch of sirens. I intend to, er, enter from a back door that I'm going to make, so that people won't know who I am. Not going to reveal my magic trick until indoors. If you know what I mean." Yes, it sounded inappropriate. But then, they were too young guys. If anyone heard this, they would just remember two perverts, not the substance of their talk. "What about you? Flashy entrance from the front? Make all the girls hot? Or are you heading straight for the private rooms?" |
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| Shaitan | May 22 2010, 10:13 PM Post #12 |
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For some reason, that shrug seemed just what was need to defuse this ticking tactical nuke from launching and blowing this place sky high with flames. He let his hands hang at his sides, trying to get an angle on the women so he could see more than she was showing. "Nah. I'm going to have her...for a while. Maybe as long as she's useful. You can always teach an old dog new tricks." He sighed. He felt like blowing something up right now. He saw a cute girl on the other side of the room. With an ugly ass boy friend. He constricted the guys throat just ever so slightly. He was making gagging noises now. He then let go and the guy looked amazed for some reason. The girl suddenly said something, too low for him to hear, something like 'fig' and smacked the guy, running out of the building. "Er...I think so. I think I'm gonna get a little cash first, dress up nice. Then just go in, and hire all the little sluts there. Then, I'll go to the private rooms. After I...finish then I'll get the information. Then give them the biggest present they're ever seen. If they can see it before they nod off." |
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| kitty | May 22 2010, 10:28 PM Post #13 |
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John face palmed. Okay, seriously, this guy was an idiot. Short of slaughtering all the cops there, then slaughtering all the reinforcements, that plan wouldn't work anymore. Because of the cops there. Also, this guy apparently seemed to think he was god's greatest gift to women kind. Well, actually scratch that. He seemed to think that he was Satan one upping god's greatest gift to all hot women. "How exactly do you plan to pull that off with all the commotion there? Thanks to your little adventure, the store won't be open for the next few days at least. Well, lets talk somewhere more private." He said as he got up, and went to pay the bill of the three of them. He would slightly animate the camera to point away from the cashier, and then happily payed for all of them, observing where all the cash was. So long as he knew that, he could rob this place at any time. Without leaving any evidence. If this kid decided to follow, he would help Tom carry the poor girl. If not, well John would head back to get the job done. But he hoped things did not come to that. God, this guy has to be the dumbest villain I ever saw. Maybe he would make a good villain if you gave him enough fire power. Maybe... he would even make a rather poor guard though from his lack of ability to follow orders. And yes, John was critical. He was a grad student. As far as he could tell, either this kid was a failure at life, or he was going to be an undergrad in a year or two, which were basically babies. Clearly this guy was as yet an inferior specimen of the human species by virtue of being a high schooler. |
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| Shaitan | May 22 2010, 10:46 PM Post #14 |
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"How I plan to pull it off? No commotion. I got in, got out. No one even saw me go in other than sexy there. Let's leave her her here." He went back to the table, and took out a small notepad. 'Finish your tea.' He pocketed the notepad and took out a roofie, slipping it in her drink. "Anyway, why the flashing lights? I didn't leave any evidence. Only thin would be it and perhaps an inch thick, 6 foot diameter circle I took off the roof. And I doubt they go up on top very often." He walked out of the building, motioning for James to leave the sexy chick. He'd pick her up some other day.. 'Remember me beautiful? Nope! Here, let me remind you...' It made him chuckle of the fail of the scene. He walked into the alley next to the building and simply waited for James. "The more important people stay up top on the brothel on the higher floors right? And they usually hide if some shit is going on. One of us starts up some crap, the other goes up top to head off the bastard from hiding." |
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| kitty | May 22 2010, 11:00 PM Post #15 |
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"Oh, okay. The sun was in my eyes." He said as he left, leaving the hotty beyond. Such a waste really. He wasn't quite sure why they had not questioned her... well, not like it mattered really. If they get the general location, the people there should know the stuff anyways. "So, I walk in through the front, sign in as a customer. You fly in at the hole you made. Once you are in, you phone me. I will wreck chaos, giving you time to ask questions. Ask questions, not enhance your reproductive experiences. Then, when we have answers, you take ONE girl, we eliminate the rest, and you can enjoy her back home." Or, they could simply not kill anyone. but really, John was in the mood for killing. He needed to vent his anger, and the only PG-13 means of doing so at this point were to walk in and slaughter. Now, how were they going to get the third guy to work with them? Well, that guy could join John or Tom. John didn't really care. He could wreck a ton of chaos without being identified as the source of it. |
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| Shaitan | May 22 2010, 11:14 PM Post #16 |
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"Sigh. I didn't make a hole. I walked in through the terrace. Sort of nulls the point of surprising the bitch if I'm gonna make her run from me." He went into a crouch, playing with his own powers a little. He made first a rudimentary image of James Monroe, how he first envisioned him when he first met him. A small 10 year hopping around the park beating up little kids. Now it changed to what he saw James as now. He saw him as an adult, in an interrogation room, punching another guy in the face. Oh, how images change. He let the image change to what he saw the power the two of could have together. A fiery dragon suddenly came into shape, stomping down the buildings. And then he reverted back to his usual self. "Can't I interrogate her and use her at the same time?" A shiver passed through him as he saw pedestrians walk by on the sidewalk. He gave James a wicked look. "You wanna go attract some attention away from our future destruction? Into a different part of town?" |
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| kitty | May 22 2010, 11:27 PM Post #17 |
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Okay, thinking with hormones was starting to approach the point of a repetitive theme here. Yes, John understood that guys had urges. However, he also understood a need to keep those urges under control. Sometimes... "Slows things down too much. Maybe use another one, but have the one talking use her full attention on talking." As he said that, he picked up his motorcycle, and pushed it along. Quickly pushing it into an alley, he summoned all the cash at the register, and began putting it in the storage under the bike's seat. "Hey, you want some cash? And no, lets not blow stuff up here. Cons are higher than the pros." Or to put it in layman's terms, if the cops came here, they probably couldn't get back in time. They might be seen, yada yada yada. Well that didn't really matter now. If horny wanted to start some trouble, John would just get out of here and get back to info gathering. |
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| Shaitan | May 22 2010, 11:42 PM Post #18 |
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He shrugged. A small dark perverted thought came to him. He looked at James strangely for a while. "Dude...I'm just curious but...you do know I'm joking about all these suggestions right?" He noticed all the moolah that suddenly appeared and didn't twice about it. Shit happened. He took a few of the bills, probably a twenty in total. He'd use it for...stuff. He really didn't know what. He just wanted the money. Random thoughts huh? He shook his head as the thought of blowing up his manlyness came to mind. "Sure. Thanks." He turned and stared straight at James. "Seriously. Stop that bullshit. Not everything that goes through my mind is blowing stuff up." He sighed. He got a motorcycle and he had to walk, use his powers, be in the bitch seat of the bike. No way. "Hey, pop me into some sweet ride, preferably something fast?" |
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| kitty | May 22 2010, 11:52 PM Post #19 |
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"Actually, I thought you were dead serious. And my impression until now was, your thoughts extended outside of explosions to rated R content. But not much else." Well, at least now he knew he was wrong. Now, then, what to do. This guy wanted a car. Sure, why not? Grabbing whatever bills he could, he stuffed them in his pocket, and locked his bike in the alley. It would be stolen eventually. But that was good as far as he was concerned. "Okay, now, since I feel lazy, here is what we do. I get us into a car that is moving. While I use my powers to make sure we don't crash, you neutralize the driver. Make it quick, with no evidence, and without blocking my view of the road. I will get us into the back seat. Okay?" If Tom did not nod okay, John would bitch slap him. Just cause. If Tom nodded okay, then the plan would continue as follows. The two of them would stand in the alley, John's left hand on Tom's waist. Like a couple. When a Mitsubishi Lancer Evolution X class X came into view, he would follow it with his eyes, and as it came closer, pulled Tom forward. At the bare minimum distance between them, the pair would disappear, and reappear inside the car. John would use animation on the car, and take control from the driven, keeping it on the road, while Tom could do his business. Preferably without releasing any blood. |
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| Shaitan | May 23 2010, 12:01 AM Post #20 |
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Tom nodded. Next thing he knew, he was holding his hand on James' waist. Sigh. He moved his hand a little upwards, not wanting this to seem too gay. Then poof, he was sitting right next to some guy driving. In the passenger seat. All of a sudden, the guy freaked out, and drew a breath to start screaming. Tom quickly did his stuff. He stopped the air from leaving the guys throat, producing a rough strangling sound from him. Immediately, he started multi-tasking. He used his water manipulation to locate all the blood in the guy. Next, he set his heat to them, making the blood boil within him. While this was happening, not a single sound was let loose, his control on the mans throat tightened. Reaching over, he tilted the seat back and gave a quick gust of wind, the man flopping into the backseat next to James. He took advantage of the situation and slid into the drivers seat, taking a hand on the wheel and the other on the gear shift. "K. Let your control go." |
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