Tale of Two Bosses

August 16, 2014:

Jim Reha is forced by circumstance to introduce both his bosses to one another.

Metropolis Cafe

Coffee and pastries, what more could one ask of a cafe?

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Fade In…

Fenris does not often come to Metropolis. It doesn't tend to need near the attention that Gotham and New York does. Sadly it hasn't been immune from the late magical troubles, though… that's actually not why he's here. A little bird had told him that some people he's been keeping an eye on were in town (heh. That's just an expression for most people) so he'd arrived in his usual fashion to look in on them. He's not entirely convinced the Soultheif from the other night was picking its prey at random which does give him some cause for concern. Fortunately when he arrives there's not a whiff of the magical beyond the expected. Now to just find them.

*

Commerce Bank of Metropolis. Not open on Sundays. It's a bank, why would they not take the obvious opportunity to be unavailable? Mike's normally more likely to use one of the credit unions he prefers, but he has some actual paper and coin money that he has to deposit to an account that his partner in his Gotham junkyard uses. Would he not prefer to just go to Gotham for this? Hell no. It's Gotham. If anyone is going to try to mug a six foot tall metal robot man it's going to be some thug in Gotham. Besides, there's some kind of obscure text from Jim's number signed '— the Corvinus' that requested he meet someone here in Metropolis. Mike finishes making the deposit in the automated teller machine, and pats it affectionately, "Thanks, Myrtle, I'll let 'em know about the lock sticking," and he heads for the address he was supposed to go to. Walking. Pleasant day here in the cleanest town on the East Coast. Almost like being back in Olympia.

*

It's been quite the momentous week for Jim Reha as he's been scrambling to get ready for not one but two jobs, one with Mike and his salvage yard, one with Stark Industries in Product QA. His efforts to find work clothes that would fit, be durable, as well as shoes for the role of Product QA has brought him to Metropolis.

If there was a benefit to being away from the hustle and bustle of the Big Apple, it was the prospect of not having to deal with the fall-out of the 'other half' and its 'chat' with the God of Mischief. Of course he was responsible enough to scream mentally at the thing the whole time that he should just get the heck out and let someone else do it given the proximity to Stark Tower. He's been uncertain of how exactly to broach the issue to his more recent employer. He just wants everyone to get along and not blow it, seriously. To finally get a break and then have it yanked out from underneath would be even more devastating than the fruitless searching before.

The avianoid may or may not have attempted to bring several individuals for Enlightenment—and to really speed things up because these humans move so amazingly… slow on some things.

*

Pepper Potts had received a message from JARVIS that requested her presence at a particular address in Metropolis since, you know, she was already in town. And, being in an unfamiliar town, Pepper hired a car to drive Jason Lucky and her there. So that's how it is that a sleek and businesslike silver Mercedes Benz rolls sedately past Mike on its way … somewhere.

*

Ah, there's one of the people he looks in on now. Well, it's two of the people actually. One is a mundane person named Jim and the other… talks a lot of philosophy. One is trying to get by with things like work… the other wants to enlighten the world. Odd pairing that. Another portal opens to place the god-wolf behind Jim.

"Ah there you are. I had been concer-" Fenris cuts off abruptly and his eyes narrow as he sniffs about.

"Why do I sense the lingering touch of his presence?"

*

Jason kept himself calm during the ride over, this place was after all supposed to be one of the safer big cities of the world. Though there was still that feeling in the back of his mind as the two went down the road that something was going to go wrong. It was nothing new, just something he would probably never get used to, for better or worse. "You hear that?" He asks rather suddenly of pepper, taking a quiet look about before falling back into his regular positioning.

*

The address was a coffee shop near a park. Mike doesn't drink most kinds of coffee - it tastes like liquid burritos to him and he hasn't found any chemical addition he can make to offset that yet. So he just orders a fizzy water drink — three bucks for carbonated tap water and German coal tar chemistry — and adds a tiny drop of coal tar, unbroken, to make it taste right.

He looks around and there, that tall guy … the shorter guy is Jim, the tall guy IDs as Wolfson. Scowling, as usual.

He approaches the two men at the outdoor seating area. "Jim. Mr. Wolf? What brings you here today? More summonses?"

*

Pepper Potts looks at the coffee shop their driver stops in front of, then at Jason. "…hear? No, I didn't hear anything out of the ordinary. But we're here. Come on, I'll buy you a coffee." Hopefully it'll be good coffee. She climbs out of the car with the grace of much practice and steps aside to let Jason exit the vehicle as well before turning and starting into the coffee shop proper.

*

When one gets that spine-tingling fear that only apex predators can inspire, at the very least one startles a bit. And for Jim, it is no different. He nearly drops the bag he has with the new shoes in it, and does nearly jump out of his skin before taking a deep, slow breath to focus. After a moment or two he spins around to face the ancient wolf.

"It's a really long story, shorthand is, well, he started some things and it kind of talked him out of it. Also, it apparently managed to sway him somehow—don't really get me started, I was trying to get it to leave?"

Then Boss Mike asks the question and he winces a bit "I think it wants to get a lot of things done at once and presumes that, uh, well, getting a lot of people together makes it more efficient? Been trying to explain the need for private meetings and such?"

Then Pepper shows up and he just goes a bit pale and shuts up, giving a weak respectful nod to his other boss. He's never going to hear the end of this.

Fenris notices the man's growing worry. Mostly he notices that it isn't entirely due to him. "It? It talked to him? And agreed to… ugh." The Old Wolf shakes his head. "We may have to discuss that, at length. Hello Tech Spirit, Miss Potts… Lucky." Lucky gets an odd, mildly concerned look. "Any side effects from the other night?"

"I'm just… checking in on people, Mike. I had been slightly concerned after an incident the other night. And now I'm even more concerned." Jim gets a look here.

*

The metal guy sips his fizzy water with the little fruit thing on top and nods to Lucky, the dead-again-live-again fellow he met a few days ago when that Erasure character threw him out a window. He tilts his head when he sees Jim's discomfiture and waits to be introduced to the extremely attractive red-headed woman with the aura of great earthly power. He's seen this kind of aura before, and generally, it's well-earned.

*

Pepper Potts recognizes Fenris and Jim the moment she's inside the coffee shop and manages to hide her surprise at seeing them here of all places with the ease of a pro. "Mr. Wolfson, Mr. Reha, good afternoon. A pleasure to see you both here." She then looks at Mike and offers her hand with a polite and sincere smile. "Hi."

*

Unlike last time this time Jason seems to be wearing a rather nice black suit with tie, and a small earpiece like the kind they have in the CIA. He's rather imposing just sticking with pepper, and looks like he's visually taking apart everyone he can see. He looks over towards Fenris seemingly unphased by the god-dogs special talents. "I'm fine" Even through the suit it's visible that this man is pretty much armed to the teeth, ready for anything that could go wrong to go wrong. He keeps a good eye on mike, as the two shake hands, ready for anything that could go wrong to go wrong.

*

"I didn't stutter and… I really… well. Hell."

"Pepper, meet Mike. Mike, meet Pepper. You're both my boss in different ways. I think the two of you can work out something that will be awesome for everyone." (And hopefully not kill me for the bird talking to mother-f*#'n Loki, for Chrissakes!) O o . he hopes as he clears his throat.

"So, um, yeah, um, ah, well." Okay, he's not doing very well at this. What *is* the etiquette for introducing two bosses that are cool and progressive but also focused on making things work? One might think he'd be more assured given the prospect of steady employment but this is almost causing him to shake.

"Um… what the heck was it supposed to do?" he asks Fenris.

Oh, if only the God of Mischief *knew* how unsettled that eager fellow from the other day in the rain was now.

Jason just gets a glance, must be a bodyguard or something, right?

*

"Not engage a deity known for lies an manipulation might have been a good start," Fenris sighs. He's got nothing against his father. Well, strike that, he's got nothing against his father that he doesn't have against every other Norse deity. "But what's done is done. He has a way of tangling people up in his schemes and that you don't suffer for it."

Fenris also hopes that Mike and Pepper don't suffer for it but he's not cruel enough to say that in this setting. "So, Miss Potts, Lucky, no unusual incidents last night, I trust? Beyond the obvious?"

*

"Good to meet you, Pepper," Mike says, looking online for 'redhead Pepper image-search<attached-snapshot>' and … "Oh. Miss Potts. From Stark Industries. It's an honor to meet you. I'm Michael Drakos, chief design engineer from Drakos Motors. We may actually have corresponded — Mr. Stark, or someone on his staff somewhere, ordered one of our sport racers last year."

A modest 1.3 million dollar model. All the bells and whistles. Mike wasn't sure he should sell one of his 'tuned' motors to Tony Stark, because the man might take it apart, and who knows how the poor engine would feel about that. But he had done so. He's not sure if Tony ever got the car. Presumably so, the payment cleared.

He looks up as Wolfson talks about Incidents In The Night, and goes quiet, observing.

*

Pepper Potts nods, glancing to Jim and then back to Mike. "OH! Mr. Drakos, yes, I do remember that, and it was me. Had to have the car painted 'Iron Man red', and I remember having to send you a swatch of the paint color because Tony insisted. Not that he can tell scarlet from vermillion on a normal day but I'm sure you understand. And I've managed to keep him from trying to take the poor thing apart… so far, anyway."

Her eyes take in the rest of the room quickly, and she adds with a light gesture. "Maybe we should all sit down so we're not in anyone else's way?" She shakes her head no subtly at Wolfson's question (shouldn't that be Lokison, if going by his familial traditions?) then takes a moment while everyone presumably relocates to finish introductions. "Jim, you've met Jason, haven't you?"

*

Jason offers a quick shake of his head to answer Fenris's question, placing his hands down at either side, and taking another look about his surroundings. When he's actually introduced again, he offers a low nod bordering on a bow. He doesn't really seem to be in too much of a talking mood at the moment busy keeping track of all the various people moving about in every which way, any one of them a possible threat to the safety of pepper.

*

Jim just makes an exasperated look at Fenris. Quite possibly the sort that indicates that attempting to stop an avalanche might be easier. He knows that Loki is the effective equivalent of a nuke socially. Mike's casual commentary about the company selling Mister Stark a car makes him wince a bit, recalling the other bought car fiasco recently. Though, oddly enough, Pepper's bit of a ramble about said car puts him a little bit more at ease. He nods a bit at her suggestion and pulls himself onto a stool to get out of the way.

"Um, no, Mi…er, Pepper." Jim was about to offer a hand to shake but the guy is in full-on protection mode.. "Jim Reha, starting out over in Product QA."

*

Fenris also takes a seat, examining the situation with a smile. "You work for both Miss Potts and Mike? Goodness. What highly amusing twist of fate managed to bring all three of you together in a city that none of you frequent?" If it's not obvious by the tone, Fenris doesn't beleive in coincidences like that. Lucky gets a wink.

*

Mike is somewhat aware of the recent car fiasco at Stark Industries — it's related, the demand for parts actually even impacted his Father's work, and Mike had to promise to provide him some of the parts they needed. Which is Interesting timing, a variant on the Ancient Curse.

"I imagine it has something to do with why the Corvinus asked me to meet here," Mike says. "And yeah, I wasn't aware of the dual employment thing."

He looks over at Jim. "I don't have a problem with you moonlighting with Stark, because like I said, we need you for two ten hour shifts a week and two six hour shifts, but you are free to move those around however you can work out with Ivan, since he does the schedules. But it's also up to them, they may object moonlighting."

He keeps a pleasant sort of default half-smile, taking advantage of the robot thing for the moment. Since Miss Potts hasn't commented on his being a gold-metal-robot-guy, she either doesn't care, or she's very, very, very polite.

*

Jason finally finds himself a seat at the table, still trying to keep his wits about him. While on a normal day, before he started coming back he would have questioned a man made of what looks like solid gold, but he's seen cat people flaming cowboys with massive black dog things, and a wolfman. At this point there's no use questioning anything in life. "Black coffee," He states rather suddenly to one of the roaming order takes of the joint, getting the sort of look that says they aren't too happy.

*

It's actually some of both. Pepper smiles at Jim and Mike, hiding how glad she is that Jason finally decided to sit down, though when he asks for coffee from the disgruntled server she straightens up and offers a polite smile along with her request. "May I have some tea, please? Assam if you have it, Earl Grey if not." Then she turns back to the previous conversation. "Get me in touch with Ivan. I'll be happy to work out a schedule with him that'll benefit both of us. Oh, Jim, did you tell Mike about my beta test idea?"

*

Fenris settles back in his seat, turning the conversation slightly. "Mike, have you noticed anything… odd about lately? There's been a rather significant disturbance recently and I'm starting to suspect it was deliberate. I should not be surprised if Jim here became a target." Yes, he is talking about that thing last night.

*

"I will do that, Miss Potts," Mike says, sending the contact info for Ivan Rogers at Drakos Automobile Recycling Services, to the phone in Pepper's elegant clutch. Mike looks over at Jason Lucky. "Do you remember being thrown out a sixth-floor window and crashing onto my car carrier last week?"

He's very sure it's the same man even though he's acting like he thinks Mike's a stranger - biometrics are too similar, and his phone ID is right. Then again, Mike was wearing his fake-human skin at the time, and it's currently in his apartment rather than on his body. So it's not completely surprising if he doesn't recognize the tow-truck driver from before as this robot guy here. Also, gold skin is gold. Might need to choose a new color. It's maybe a touch surprising that Wolfson knows he's the same person, but then he's some sort of mythical wolf monster so it's entirely possible he just smells him. Note to self: human emulation skin needs to mimic correct olfactory cues.

Wolfson's question makes him pause.

"No. My sense of magical oddness only kicks in when it involves the metal spirits. Last night, I was repairing a Corvette that had been abused," and no, he doesn't say anything else about it.

*

Jim sort of spaces out a bit and glances left and right after a few moments of indecision.

"Things coming unglued is not a good sign and I really, honestly hope it's just paranoia."

*

Pepper Potts reaches into her bag for her phone and looks at the information added to it then nods. She seems … strangely okay with information just appearing on her phone like that. Actually, his comment about an abused Corvette garners more of her attention. As in, ALL of her attention. "You have an affinity for metals?" Her eyes then go from the gold-skinned man to Fenris as if to silently convey something.

*

"Yes" Jason says rather firmly answering Mike’s question. It's rather odd just how quickly he responds, though it's just his job to try and look tough at least. He takes a quick look about for signs of that nice black coffee. Jason could really use that cup of coffee right about now.

*

Fenris's eyes seem to light up. "Ah, you are a metals expert aren't you. Perhaps you can help with a little problem Pepper's been having. It'd also be a chance to examine some rather… rare metals." As in, unearthly ones.

"No, Jim, things coming unglued is almost never a good sign. I just hope that you don't have to deal with it directly. Lucky and Pepper did last night."

*

"I, uh, yeah. I've been talking to metal and tech since I was eleven and still flesh and blood," Mike answers Pepper. "I'm pretty much a metal elemental, according to the latest MetaClassifier schema." He figures, of the people here, only Lucky isn't completely trustworthy with this kind of secret, and that's because the man keeps experiencing death-trauma. Otherwise, he seems sensible enough. Just jittery.

"Are you feeling better now?" Mike asks Jason in an aside. "That has got to be horribly unpleasant at best."

He scratches at his head, the chrome-blue hair moving realistically, normally; it's a common, human gesture. Really, if he just had skin he'd be indistinguishable from just some young genius guy with a good mechanic background.

*

Pepper Potts says, "I'll need to talk to Tony first, but… I think you really should meet him, Mike. Even if only to talk with that hot rod that spends more time in pieces than on the road."

*

The heavy-set fellow kind of scratches his forehead a bit and blinks. "Y'know, I think I'm going to hit the can for a few? Sorry about that. Just not feeling all that great?"

It's a truly lame excuse to remove themselves and not get involved in the discussion a bit further. isn't it? "Yeah, let's just hope it's not a thing."

Wait. He called-or rather, his alternate personality called folks to a meeting and now it wants to go somewhere else? No, that's not the least bit suspicious.

*

Fenris nods and calls after Jim. "Come talk to me at some point. Or better yet, I'll look you up. This other business… you're going to need to step very carefully, and I can promise you it won't be because of me."

*

"OK," Mike says. He figures that if Jim's still sick for his shift tomorrow, the man will call in. But he'll stick around long enough to ask him if he needs a ride before he takes off back to New York.

Pepper's half-invitation has him thinking, though.

"I'd love to meet him, but I'm almost afraid to do it without my fake-human skin on, I've heard how he is around new tech," Mike says, speculative tone clearly joking. "I mean, he'd start tinkering or something, and I'd end up with spaceship fins like a late-fifties car. Or a built-in wet bar."

And now for the other thing. "What is this 'beta test' Jim was almost talking about? Will I need to install crash shielding at his workstation?"

*

Pepper Potts smiles at Mike. "I'm pretty sure if you told him 'hands off', he'd not be too touchy-feely. But, the beta test site. We have some new recycling equipment in testing, and I think you might be able to help with making sure they're ready for production."

*

Jim nods absently to Fenris as he heads along. "You're good for that and we probably should talk about that, yeah. Your family is pretty effin' weird, no offense, man." Hopefully the veiled reference is enough to cover the topic at least for now with the wolf-god-person. And thank goodness for clever Pepper Potts, because he really isn't all here right now. After a few more steps he vanishes through the magic of a restroom door…

*

Fenris sighs after the man and turns his attention back to Pepper, her bodyguard and Mike. "So the might House of Stark seeks dealings with the wizard Drakos?" The god-wolf seems amused. "Technology, it's nearly a realm all its own."

*

"Should be easier than dealing with house Kent" Jason mutters under his breath as the coffee he's been needing all day finally arrives, pitch black just the way he likes it. There's no sugar, no cream, no fancy flavors, just coffee goodness. He thanks the woman with a bit of a smile, that just looks off on his face, as if it wasn't really made for smiling at all. Without a doubt his mood completely improves once he's able to start chugging back that scolding hot coffee, and he doesn't even care if it burns on the way down, it's a good burn.

*

"Now that's very much a part of my interests," Mike says to Pepper. "I've invented a few procedures that make the traditional junk-yard work much better, and licensed them to the commons. I think it's too important to let this turn into another excuse to grub money."

He puts his hands flat on the table and a grid of microscopic wire forms between them, creating a holograph emitter. An image of a robotic cleaning system, using very tiny robotic cleaners, appears. In close-up they resemble ladybugs but with larger mandibles and some odd cutters.

"These little guys are how I avoid having to use chemical means to do a lot of the clean-up tasks. I have other methods for managing the stuff they clean off the vehicles. I have some larger systems for taking things apart but honestly, that's something the human workers can do too."

He looks up at Fenris's snarking, and shrugs. "You guys had, whatchacallit, the Niðavellir-Dwarves? We're catching up, or passing them."

*

Pepper Potts shakes her head slightly at Fenris even if his comment about technology amuses her. "No… I didn't know who we were going to meet here. JARVIS sent me a message with the address on it." She looks back at Mike, her eyebrows going up at the little cleaning bugs. "Okay, maybe it is best if you chat with Tony over the phone first, if only to keep those little guys out of the workshop. They'd have a field day in there, and I think Dummy might take exception to them." JARVIS likely would.

Pepper smiles her thanks to the server when her tea finally arrives, and unsurprisingly, it's Earl Grey. "Well, Mike, you can compare the equipment to your own processes, and see what you think. I know they're mostly designed to make sorting industrial recyclables generally safer for human workers."

*

"I suppose we did," Fenris murmurs. "And who would have thought to see the day when I'd wish to see them once more." Because dwarves were irritating, avaricious and, oh yes, responsible for forging the bond that kept him imprisoned for years on end. And yet, at the moment, he'd much rather deal with them than the shadowy forces unleashing magical chaos on the world. Or at least his corner of it.

*

"That would be awesome," Mike says. "I've been kind of doing the bulk of that work myself using my powers, and I'm not really a mass-producible resource. Mutation is hit-or-miss sometimes, and mine wasn't smart enough to remember that whole 'reproduction' thing. Or maybe I should've spawned early, I dunno, I win the Darwin award without dying, yay me."

He puts the holodisplay away and watches Lucky reboot himself with coffee, and wonders at Fenris' words. It spawns a memory.

"Oh, I ran off some summoners the other night," he tells the Wolf.

*

"Caught them starting their chalk drawing, put the fear into them. They had their magical instructions in an email on one of their tablets. Made it act like it had come to life and when it grew tentacles and started lunging for them, demanding virgin blood, it … well. I had to put it back to sleep, but it was hilarious."

*

There's a moment where Jason just sits chugging away at his coffee, not saying a word. Then he notices that there is a conversation going on around him that he for the most part has been tuning out. He tries to think up a way of going ahead and making it look like he's actually paying attention to something more than his coffee. "Really now?" He raises one of his brows, taking on after another sip of his coffee, "Sounds like a rough night"

*

Pepper Potts looks from Mike to Fenris in concern. Chalk circles? What? She's not heard anything about this before, clearly. "Oh. Right. Yes. I will add your company to the list of selected beta sites and make sure someone gets in touch with you." She takes a sip of her tea and faintly shrugs at it. Not awful, but not… well. She'll admit to being spoiled.

*

Fenris snorts in amusement. "I hope you put the fear of various gods in them. That's quite clever." Fenris probably would not have handled it quite so… nicely.

"I'd be curious to know where they got those instructions. The sorts of summonings these people have been pulling off are all out of proportion to what they should have access to. It's starting to irritate me quite a bit."

Pepper gets an indulgent smile. "Trouble on my end of the block. Mike's seen it. I'll discuss it with you later if you like."

*

"The instructions were from a fake email address, went through a couple anonymizing servers, there was no host with the email host's name listed anywhere and the actual IP address for the email source was the tablet itself," Mike says. "I am pretty sure it's either being spread by malware, or it's someone faking a power like mine, magically. The thing is, they're using social engineering. How are they finding the summoners? How do they convince them that it works?"

He finishes his glass of fruitish-flavored fizzy water, and says, "I am looking forward to your contact, Miss Potts." He stands, and stretches. Realistic popping noises.

"I need to get back to my junkyard, I have the evening shift," he says, and nods to Lucky and Wolfson, and then to Pepper, with a genuine gold smile.

"I should check on Jim before I go, though."

He disappears in the direction of that aforementioned rest room.

*

Pepper Potts smiles and waves after Mike, then checks on Jason to see if he's going to survive over there. "You know, Jason, you could always take a nap on the ride back. I'll bet if I ask nicely, Fenris would be willing to accompany us so you don't feel like you're sleeping on duty." She turns to offer Fenris a smile. "And we can discuss what you think Inara and Cora would like as a housewarming gift." She's not going to talk about Fenris' gift with him, that would spoil the surprise!

*

"Ice cream," Fenris inks in jest to Pepper. "Cora loves it though if she gets any she'll be on a bender for daaaaays… so perhaps we should discuss alternatives."

Rising from his seat the supernatural being nods to Lucky. "And I'd be happy to drive back with you, let you get some rest." He needs very little and doesn't strictly speaking have to sleep. He does, of course, but it's frequently by choice.

*

"I'll be honest I haven't really 'slept' in two weeks," Jason admits quietly into his cup, before taking another large swig of the contents, having almost emptied it already. Though he's quietly admitted to it he really doesn't look like he's been without sleep even half that length of time. He looks rather active with his coffee in hand, and quickly changes the subject to something different trying to keep anyone from dwelling on it. "So what is with all the cults and whatnot going around lately?" He looks over towards Fenris asking calmly.

Okay, yeah, the thought of Cora zooming on ice cream IS honestly frightening. "I know a place that makes amazing sorbets from fruit purees and juices. No additional sugar at all, and they taste positively sinful. I'll bet if I ask, I can even get some of their recipes for you and Inara."

Then Lucky admits to his insomnia, and Pepper looks at him in clear concern. "Two weeks? Jason, that's just not healthy. It's decided. As soon as we're on the train, you're going to lie down and at least try to sleep." She has to play mother hen to Tony enough, now Jason also?

*

Fenris chuckles. Provoke not the mother hen in Pepper. She can make even a god-wolf behave. Granted, a wounded god-wolf locked in his wolf form, but sitll. "I'm sure we'd all appreciate that. Some things for… later might also be nice. Nice clothing for the child, for example. She can't wear it now but…" Eventually. "Oh also, she ruined one of Inara's Persian linen shirts, if that gives you any ideas."

"There is… trouble in the magical world. Several things are happening at once and someone is either causing chaos to aid them or taking advantage of the chaos to advance their own agenda. They're using the wannabes of the mystical world as cats paws, giving them power and information they cannot hope to control and then allowing them to summon things that then slay them and stalk others and weaken the veil between our world and some truly bad things."

*

Pepper Potts starts making a mental list. Extra food for Hyowta, so she'll be okay with spending a full day watching over Cora while Pepper takes Inara for a spa and shopping day. A sorbet machine for the whole household, so Cora can have 'ice cream' and it won't be too traumatic for the surrounding city block, Fenris's gift…

*

There's no real way to tell what's going through Jason's head, but he obviously isn't really wanting to acknowledge the idea of going to sleep. He's seen what happens when he goes to sleep, it's the same thing he see's every time he closes his eyes, every time he comes back. "Well that really doesn't sound good", He looks towards Fenris drinking away the last of his coffee. "Need some help solving that problem?" He really just wants to hope that pepper will just forget about the whole thing of sleep, he can't go back, not for a full eight hours.

*

Good luck with that, Lucky. The way we've seen yours behave, Fenris isn't counting on it.

"Shall we begin our progress back? It's like as not to take some time." Fenris indicates the car Pepper and Lucky came in. "Mmmmm. Perhaps. Though I hesitate to enlist your aid in an active manner simply because…" Pepper gets a look and the tall man sighs. He doesn't want to spook her.

"Because I believe Pepper may have been deliberately targeted."

*

Pepper Potts nods and stands, reaching into her shoulder bag to settle the bill for the coffee and tea, then looking at Fenris when he admits that. "Wait, what? You're saying that soul eater thing was after me? Why?"

*

"Good reason to keep me around" Jason says looking over towards Pepper as he comes back to a stand, taking another quick look around as he tosses the cup to the nearest trash can, bouncing it right…. into the lap of another patron sitting right by the bin. He's obviously not on his A game at the moment most likely due to the lack of any real sleep. "Killed one right?"

*

"The Soultheif? Yes, Lucky he's quite gone."

Fenris appears to consider Pepper's question for a moment longer than one might expect before answering. "Possibly because of the nature of your soul. Possibly because of your connections. I am not sure why someone might want to imprison and then devour your inner being, but I do not believe it was coincidence that out of all the thousands of people in that squre, many of whom would have been easy prey, it chose you."

*

Pepper Potts sighs and rubs her forehead with one hand, then offers the server a smile and a fifty dollar bill — the smallest denomination she had on her. "Keep the change." Turning back to the two men, she snags each of them by an arm. "All right then, Scarecrow and Lion, let's head back to the Emerald City."

*

"I could while way the hours, conversing with the flowers" Jason suddenly starts to sing without being really asked, and in a surprisingly good singing voice for someone who does as much shouting as he does. Clearly as he sings it's obvious that he's a bass singer. "And all the birds and bee's" He walks rather normally but just can't help himself.

*

"Which is which, though, I wonder…" Fenris smiles as he walks the other two out. He's doing his best not to seem predatory and threatening for Pepper and Lucky's sake…

Not that it's working.

*

It's okay, Pepper's getting used to it.

Lucky continues to sing, keeping himself in key if using the wrong lyrics for the song. He keeps up like this the whole way back to the rented car.

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