Marion's Roost (Marion & Magitek Only)

[Relic]

The trio travel a few miles distance with the sky turning a lighter shade of dark blue by the minute. Down below more and more cars can be seen moving about trying to get a head start on the tedious morning commute to come.

Slightly worried of being spotted, Marion leads the trio a little further Eastward past Park St. and her apartment, then veers North, then circles back West in a wide arc over Jackson Park, hoping the higher tree canopy provides a bit more cover from anyone who might happen to be out-and-about early enough to glance up and spot them. Gracefully Marion lands with barely a sound, never as thankful to see her slightly ajar studio door, her unfinished canvas and damp, wax-paper covered painting palette, her brushes, painting knives and jars and tubes of various paints, and to smell the scent of the freshly brewed French Roast coffee from her automated coffee machine near the small studio's sink.

In fact, for a brief, wishful moment Marion believes maybe it were all just some fantastic dream; but the sound of other feet landing behind her and the stinging wound in her side, unfortunately wakes her to the reality.

Marion, as stern yet politely as possible, warns the pair of circumstantial guests NOT to touch anything, turning around to find the blonde already bending down and handling a small ceramic turtle decoration made and given to her by a friend; she half-grins sheepishly and returns it to the plant pot she took it from.

"Nice roost you have here, featherweight!" she says and almost unconsciously the curious girl cannot help but pick up to admire several small pieces of polished colored glass from a wooden box container on Marion's "Miscellaneous" shelf. Suddenly realizing her repeat faux pas, she quickly returns the pieces to the box.

"Sorry, that's not really your name is it? Mine's Namorita," she says, extending her hand courteously.

[tig]

Magitek looks around the house letting his eyes adjust to his surroundings, he's still sore from the events that transpired earlier. "Nice place, I see you are into art.... Charlene liked ..ar.. never mind, we need to take a look at your wounds Marion, are you ok ?"

[ftj]

Marion makes Namorita wait a second with her hand awkwardly extended, glancing over at the stuff she messed with, but finally shakes her hand. "I'm Marion," she says flatly, turning away and heading toward the bathroom, removing her t-shirt and dropping it on the floor. In response to Magitek she calls out, "I think I'll be okay. The bleeding's pretty much stopped now." She wets a washcloth to clean the area around the small wound and grabs a styptic pencil and some antiseptic cream from her small medicine cabinet. She pokes her head out of the bathroom for a moment and says, "Hey, Namorita, what were those things anyway, and what did you do to piss them off?"

[Relic]

"Nothing!" she says, yanking her finger out of the water of the small fish bowl resting on a desk occupied by Marion's pet blue-and-red-colored Beta fish. "I mean, umm, nothing I did! I've never seen them before now, honestly, nor have I ever encountered anything like them. They seemed aquatic but they weren't.

I was checking out some recent disturbances going on just outside the Golden Gate when I was ambushed by four of them; they gave chase as I headed inside the Bay but when I pummeled the others pretty fierce, it's like they just dissipated into water. It's as if they were never there, or they were only being held together by some intangible 'essence' or something. I took two out before one of them got lucky and flushed me ashore. Anyway, their claws and spears felt real enough, as you found out.

Oh... any by the way, your fish's real name is Fzt'zyplgoth... but he doesn't mind "Mister Blue?" as you seem to call him. Normally I'm against humans and their flippin' aquariums, but this guy says you treat him fine. He said maybe a few more pellets a day, a bigger tank and some female companionship might be nice, but aside from that he's not complaining."

Namorita turns to face Magitek while removing the shotgun from her shoulder and holding it across her chest so the barrels face the ceiling. "Sooo... I think it's fair to say you're not a 'Doom-bot' and you claim this is some high-powered weapon I'm holding, which Marion seemed to vouch for earlier. Well, it and YOU make me nervous, Mr. 'Magitek' was it? What's your story and come clean, or I swear I'll take this shiny toy with me and bury it deep in the ocean where even Davy Jones can't find it!"

[Relic]

Magitek looks at Namorita blankly, at a loss for words.

"Nothing then, huh? That's pretty suspicious," Namorita tilts her head back slightly, and calls out behind her without taking her eyes off Magitek. "Marion, what's the deal with your loquacious, gun-toting friend here?"

[ftj]

"I don't know, he seems okay. At least he doesn't mess with stuff after I tell him not to..." Marion finishes doctoring her wound, and emerges with a towel wrapped around her. "I guess we should make an anonymous call to the authorities, just to make sure they close the beaches. Then I need to figure out what to do with you two. This isn't a hotel you know!"

[tig]

Trying to not show his impatience towards Namorita "Listen If I was the enemy you would know by now. As far as my story goes its a long one but now is not the time & I would appreciate it if you hand me my belongings please"

[Relic]

"Hey, I can take a hint, I was just leaving anyway," says Namorita in a slightly piqued tone. "But, yeah a warning about those fishmen might be useful... not sure anyone'll believe any of it though."

The green-swimsuit-wearing youth, turns to face Magitek. "Well, Marion seems to vouch for you, and I suppose if you were up to no good, you'd've tried something by now. So fine," she starts to hold out the gun, then retracts it.

"Actually... just because she trusts you doesn't mean I do, not yet anyway. You're asking me to trust you and hand this weapon back... I can't do that, so you'll need to trust me. You'll get your gun back, but only after I'm long away from here.

I'm gonna walk outside and take off now. Before I go I'll leave your popgun propped up against the wall, near the flower pot with the ceramic turtle," Namorita's head tilts slightly forward, her eyes locking with Magitek's.

"You stand in my way, or try take this back before I'm out the door? I'll have reason NOT to trust you... and that'll be trouble, got it?"

Namorita begins to walk towards Magitek, intent on passing right by him and heading for the rooftop exit, his silver quad-gun held firmly in her grip.

[Relic]

ooc: magitek - she only has your gun; we'll assume you grabbed the knapsack with the rest of your belongings before the Levitate power was activated back at the beach

[tig]

ooc:Ok cool, this girl is starting to test my patience lol

[Relic]

ooc: hahah but of course

Namorita closes within arms reach, 'Charlene' held firmly at a diagonal across and close to her chest, its quad-barrels pointing upwards. She slows to more careful, controlled steps as she begins crossing to Magitek's left, rotating her upper half slowly to keep the weapon between them, watchful of his every move.


ooc: Action Declaration (mostly Magitek, but Marion can state actions as well if doing something)

A) Step off letting Namorita pass, hands held non-threateningly where she can see them;

B) Other (declare)

[ftj]

Marion just shakes her head with a purposefully loud sigh, & turns to go get dressed & put on her trenchcoat.

[tig]

Magitek steps aside to let her pass.

[Relic]

Namorita walks by, and with Magitek no longer between her and the opened art studio door, the "don't mess with me" look in her eyes fades a bit.

"You're mysterious Magitek... but just might be one of the 'good' guys after all," she says more relaxed but genuinely puzzled. "I'm hoping so; something strange is going on recently that I can't quiet put a finger on, but I've a feeling the 'good' guys might be in short demand soon enough."

"Anyway… you'll find this," she motions to the weapon, "right where I said I'd put it on the deck outside. You two stay outta trouble, yeah?" Namorita turns to walk outside.

[Relic]

Marion returns to the upper art space just a staircase below her small single chamber living studio, fully dressed and sporting her signature black trenchcoat, her angelic wings carefully yet comfortably concealed beneath it.*

In the center of the art studio the mysterious, cloaked man known as Magitek stands solo; the swimsuit-wearing super-being known as Namorita, nowhere to be found.



* comic book physics