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Post by Flashdance on Oct 2, 2009 12:49:16 GMT -5
Flashdance also takes the card.
"I'll contact you from my jump location later. Thanks for your time"
He then thinks to himself "I better get ahold of Palidin to see if I can get some kind of cell phone for this. Maybe one of those TracPhone dealies where you just pay for the minutes you need. "
He then starts out the door with Old School, and(I'm assuming) Shockwave. Once out of the office, he says to them -
"Sooo... You fella's want to grab a pizza or something and talk about this? I'll admit; I'm not from around here and it's be nice to work with some folks that know the town. If you could recommend a good laundry mat to, that would be great."
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Post by shockwave on Oct 2, 2009 13:13:05 GMT -5
With this, Shockwave gets up, takes the card, says his goodbye, and reads the card while walking for the front of the museum. Alright, where do we start? The bar that was attacked? This crime reporter? With SHIELD, information was a lot easier to get, you just asked for it. I never had to think a whole lot of what agents had to actually do to get that information in the first place. I wonder if these other two have a better idea. Are we competing on this? Should we try to work together?
A pizza? I guess that answers the question of whether superheroing was a competitive or cooperative situation. "Pizza, uh, sure. I guess some discussion of next steps would benefit us all. Pooling resources and such. Maybe this would be easier than I thought. I can learn by their example. Not sure these were exactly the mentors I was looking for though.
"I think we have a few leads to follow." Shockwave tries to subtly check his armor for coffee stains. I hope the press isn't still out there. This is bad enough without coffee stained armor showing up in the paper. That's just what I would need, being dubbed coffee man or the great spiller or something like that by the press.
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Post by Dead Sidekick on Oct 2, 2009 16:11:40 GMT -5
[ooc: this post is somewhat of a stall while I wait to see if Solo is going to do anything outside since he essentially missed the meeting with Mr. Pride, but may witness "Chapter Four" which happens simultaneously with "Chapter Three" so it actually works out....]
As Shockwave, Flashdance, and Oldschool leave Mr. Pride and Ms. Bifrost in the library, they approach the lobby of the museum where Chief of Security Harry Rollins stands near the information desk watching television. It is 6:25pm.
[ooc: I need Oldschool to roll a Hyper-Hearing check]
Mr. Rollins motions the heroes over to the desk. He says, "Well, looks like you're the buzz tonight."
With a remote control, he flips through all the local channels, each rapping up their 6 o'clock news broadcasts with a story on the heroes that appeared before the media responding to the Met's call for assistance. He settles on one and turns up the volume.
"...followed by showers on Thursday clearing up for a partly cloudy Friday. Should be a gorgeous October weekend."
"Thanks, Tom. Our top story tonight... three superheroes have responded to the Metropolitan Museum of Art's very high profile media request for assistance in solving the first burglary in the Met's history. Amanda Sinclair has more..."
The screen shows the media swamping Oldschool and Shockwave, peppering them with questions as they swim through the crowd to enter the museum.
The reporter, Amanda Sinclair, is standing on the sidewalk in front of the Met. The crowds have cleared. "Thank you, Steve. The superheroes put on quite a show for the gathered crowd before entering the museum...."
Her voice-over continues as footage of Oldschool flexing his muscles for the cameras. "First to arrive was 'Oldschool,' also known as Mike Sherman, a down-on-his-luck former top weapons designer who now volunteers at this homeless shelter and soup kitchen on the Lower East Side [footage changes to still frame of Oldschool's soup kitchen]."
"Next to arrive was a mysterious man in blue armor that gave no name. He refused to answer any questions as he entered the museum. It is quite possible it was a robot."
"Last to arrive was a man who called himself 'Flashdance,' making a most unusual appearance." The scene rolls footage of Flashdance leaping high in the air with his baseball bat, flipping, and then teleporting in a brilliant flash of light to a perfect landing on the ground at the entrance of the museum."
The scene changes back to Amanda Sinclair standing in front of the Met with a microphone, bantering with the news anchor back at the studio.
Anchorman Steve says "Was that guy wearing a fright wig?"
Amanda Sinclair laughs rather giddly, "I honestly don't know, Steve. Perhaps the 1980s are back with a vengeance, or at least a baseball bat."
Anchorman Steve laughs and giggles "Mullet Man. Lord help us all. Thanks Amanda. We'll be back with national news after these meassages...."
"Justice is blind, and so is he! Call Matt Murdock, attorney at law, for all your criminal defense needs..."
Mr. Rollins snaps off the television. "Good luck, fellows. I'll see you out." The museum security chief unlocks the front doors, and lets the heroes out of the Met, out onto the same 5th Avenue entrance they entered through over an hour ago.
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Post by TasK on Oct 2, 2009 18:56:49 GMT -5
"Hey, if you're buying, I'll carry you there myself. I'm starving, Boss."
"Damn."
Oldschool realizes the ramifications of having a very public ID and tries not to think of how vulnerable the people and volunteers at the soup kitchen are.
"Mullet Man and the Blue Robot," Oldschool said pensively, "their tune will change when we get that book back. Then they'll be begging you for your story. That's when you'll remind them of 'Mullet Man' and 'Blue Robot' and why you sold your story to the other network! The nerve of those guys."
At Am50
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Post by shockwave on Oct 2, 2009 22:39:17 GMT -5
"Well, I suppose that could have been worse. I'm not quite sure how...but I'm sure it could have." Maybe at least if they think I'm a robot, they will leave me alone and quit asking questions in the future.
"Well, if we are looking for Pizza places, there are a lot of local places in the area. They are all pretty much concentrated on the other side of the park though. Shouldn't be a bad walk. I need to pick up something in the park anyway, so I'd prefer the walk to a cab ride. Not sure I'd feel comfortable riding a cab around the city in this armor anyway."
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Post by Dead Sidekick on Oct 3, 2009 4:37:54 GMT -5
[ooc: As the heroes watch their 'debuts' on the 6 o'clock news in the lobby, Oldschool hyper-hears Mr. Pride and Ms. Bifrost still in the library...]
"Ms. Bifrost, what is the matter with you? How could you spill coffee on someone in an important meeting?"
"It was an accident. I..."
"It was clumsy. Unprofessional. Amateur. Do you know how many applications for your job I passed over to hire you?"
"Mr. Pride, please! It was an accident. It won't happen again. I've just been distracted lately. My son has..."
"Ms. Bifrost, as Curator's Assistant at the Met I suggest you leave home at home and concentrate on work at work."
"With all due respect, sir, I'm an art history graduate, not a waitress..."
"And that's a good thing. Do you know how many art history majors are working as waitresses because I hired you instead?"
"I... I..."
"Don't cry. Just do your job. Do not ever embarass me like that again."
"Yes, sir. I won't sir. I'm sorry sir..."
Suddenly, in the distance, outside, in the park....
....automatic gunfire.
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