January/Arrival Log [Open]

[timmers]

who: Tim + You
what: Getting settled, mapping/exploring the city, meeting people at the community center, shopping for clothes, potential paintball/catchall log. 
when: January, after the Glow Ball
where: Mostly around and about the inner city. May branch out for wildcards.
warnings: None at this time!

Action or Prose, both are fine, just lemme know which!

I. Mapping the City

A. Tim balanced on the balls of his feet as he looked over the city, perched on the edge of a rooftop covered in leafy vines. It's night, but it feels brighter here than it ever was back home. It had to be the big blue orb in the sky, or maybe just how much greener it was. No fog or smog to hide in. Nobody much but birds up here, too, and the occasional apartment resident smoking below. He kind of wonders if any of them are fliers. Hopefully not. 

B. Once he has a good idea what the height is like, it's time to explore downward. Tim will be wandering around, all suited up. He may be riding on top of the sky tram, investigating the nooks and crannies of the business and residential districts, and/or on his way out to the abandoned city area.  

II. Community Youth What?
Tim's first day of the job mainly consists of checking around the government building and finding a spot. He's not really sure where everything is yet; and can be found checking out the other offices and figuring out if there's any secret rooms or people to run into.

[Closed to Tony Stark (MCU)]: A helpful person does point him towards where the Community Head is, though, so he makes his way to the workshop of one Mr.Stark, knocking on the door. 


III. Shopping for Clothes
Tim is in dire need of something other than his uniform, a fancy suit, and one t-shirt to wear.

He can be found wandering the shopping district or in the mall. His first stop is the secondhand shops for any hidden gems, but he does need a suit that isn't embroidered, so he'll be browsing the upper mid-end shops for formal wear. 

A. Tim sifted through a pile of clothes, coming up with some serviceable plain tops and a couple of pairs of pants that wouldn't fall off his hips. Loaded up, he might not see anyone  in front of him over his armful of clothes. 

B. It was almost refreshing not having salesclerks fawn over a Wayne. That being said, it made shopping harder. He didn't technically need a nice suit for what work he's planning to do, but it was always nice to be prepared with a good one. Tim window-shopped as he thought about what would work best, pondering the merits of a three-peice over a business casual look. 

IV. Wild Card!
[[If you have anything in mind, let me know!]] 
 

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1a

[livingsymbol]

It's a late night run, and perhaps not the best idea, but with all of the confusion and stress rippling through the past few months, Steve is taking a night out. Patrols make him feel better. They give him something to focus on, and it turns out on this particular night he meets people. The city by moonlight is lit enough for him to see the other figure, leaning over the edge of an adjacent building. He stands straight, shield strapped to his back, and raises an arm in greeting. At first, he's quiet, unsure if shouting over will startle the other nighttime explorer.

[timmers]

Tim turns at the presence, a little surprised. He hadn't actually thought anyone would be around at this time of night. His cowl is fitted with night-vision goggles, and it's enough to see he's not looking at any particular dangers. Big metal thing on his back, though, was that some kind of.... plate? Hubcap? He was pretty built, but he didn't seem aggressive.

"Hey," he greeted cheerfully. "Kinda late for a jog, isn't it?"

[livingsymbol]

The friendly greeting was encouraging. Steve was at least comfortable enough now by all of the strange things that could happen that seeing a costumed guy crouching on an adjacent roof was almost comforting. He smiled a little as he thought that there was a time he would have been alarmed by that sight. It gave him something like nostalgia as he took a moment to judge the distance between them and back up a few steps. He took a flying leap, catching himself on a balcony that was jutting out an extra couple feet and then climbing his way up to Tim's side.

"Or early." That was a poor attempt at a joke. Steve aborted it quickly. "I guess I just couldn't sleep. Don't tell me you were just stargazing?"

[timmers]

Holy cow. Tim backed up a step at the jump. He really shouldn't be surprised, but he was used to not expecting every stranger he meet to be some form of metahuman.

"Nah, just getting to know the city. It helps me not be a Robin egg-splat on a building." He waved a hand towards the cityscape below. "Have to say, I'm used to things being a lot less greener when I'm up this high." It made finding a good solid anchor a little trickier, but at least the foot and hand holds were easier.

There's something to be said about a greener city, though. "Brings a whole new meaning to concrete jungle."

[livingsymbol]

It was a close jump, with some convenient handholds for Steve to use, but as he climbed up to join Tim on the rooftop he was still straining, clawing his way up like a cat. It would be easier if he had gear for that sort of thing, but Steve didn't carry around grappling hooks or climbing equipment when he was off work. This was just a run in the night.

"It's a different city, that's for sure. It reminds me of some small towns I've seen. They have a lot of festivals. Things are just calmer here. It takes some getting used to."

For him at least. Steve was used to more dangers than the local wildlife or a few odd spells. Sometimes it was unnerving how quiet things felt.

"I like the green. Makes it relaxing."

[buildsomething]

It takes a moment for any kind of reaction, mostly because Tony's too busy being somewhat baffled by JARVIS announcing that there's an unfamiliar person at the door. Rather than just telling the AI to open it like he usually does, it prompts him to go actually open the thing himself and squint in confusion at the stranger at his door.

"Hi? Can I help you?"

[timmers]

"Good morning, sir. I'm looking for a Mr.Stark," Tim greeted politely, catching a glimpse of the workshop inside. It didn't seem noisy enough for a lot of people to be around. He glanced back at the confused man in front of him.

"Just a wild guess, but you wouldn't happen to be him, would you?"

[buildsomething]

Well one of them, technically. But if the guy was there, presumably he was looking for the one in the workshop, so hey. Tony still gave him a curious look as he nodded once.

"Tony will do. What can I do for you?"

[timmers]

"I'm Tim, the new kid on the Community Programs team, so I thought I'd check in with the boss." It was usually worth it to know who he was working with, after all. "I heard you're a brilliant inventor, Mr.-- Tony," he caught himself.

"Do you have a little time to talk?"

[buildsomething]

"Sure," Tony said after a moment, stepping out of the doorway to let Tim through. Only to pause about halfway through and shoot him a strange look out of the corners of his eyes.

"Wait, boss? You're in R&D?"

III. B.

[likeacoupon]

Willa wasn't interested in shopping as much as she was interested in the shoppers. She had found a higher end store and carefully cased the place as she milled about the different racks of clothes. She didn't have much to do in suits but Tim caught her eye and she found herself curious at his selection.

She stepped up beside him, sharp eyes looking at the jacket that he was eyeing. Willa already knew it's retail price, she'd been trained to be able to estimate someone's income just by looking at them.

"You got something against jeans and a t-shirt?"

[timmers]

"Only that you can't wear them everywhere." Tim turned, putting the blazer he'd been looking at down. He'd noticed Willa in the store, but he was surprised she'd approached. Then again, he supposed she wasn't exactly all that interested in a bunch of suits and ties. "Looking for late holiday gifts?"

[likeacoupon]

"Nah, just seeing what's around. I arrived a week ago and I'm honestly surprised to see such a normal clothing store here." It was an innocent answer and, as Willa's eyes shifted through the racks around them, it sounded like she was telling the truth.

"Question for you. When would you need to wear a suit?" She had gotten a job at a bar but she wasn't planning to adhere to any dress code. It just wasn't her thing. Of course, having a job really wasn't her thing but that's what Riverview seemed to be about, new beginnings.

Willa leaned on the rack behind him, looking like she was eyeing up the blazer and not his pockets.

[timmers]

Tim grinned a bit at that. "I was expecting more astronaut chic, myself." It wasn't like he was expecting everything to be silver foil and big collars, but everything here could've come from earth 2000's.

"Job interview; work," Tim shrugged. "I'm not really clear on the requirements, yet." How formal was a community ambassador in what amounted to a frontier space?

[likeacoupon]

Willa's lips twist into a smirk at his reply. She might have been expected foil everything, including foil hats, but she didn't want to admit it. It sounded really silly in her head and she assumed that it'd sound worse out loud.

"Oh? I was given my job." Her head canted curiously to the side. "What is it that you're interviewing for?"

EYE BEE.

[de_evilise]

Marinette, as Ladybug, has met enough of costumed vigilantes to not automatically assume they're criminals or shady figures - but it was always good to be safe, JUST in case. After all, someone was killed outside the Community Building just recently. Though she didn't know what came of that investigation. It just goes to show that it seems quiet enough, it was never a good idea to get lazy.

Which is why she was swinging through the city, taking a new route for a change - if she kept taking the same routes and the same time, people would know when to expect her and plan out their evils accordingly, right? ... let's be real though, aside for that one incident, it's pretty darn quiet most of the time.

So whens he saw someone riding on top of the sky tram, of course she had to say hello~, swinging above the tram and getting her yoyo to unwrap from where she'd anchored it, landing not as gracefully as she would have liked - a short distance from him. She had to take a second to get her balance back, but the red and black spotted heroine gave him a wary smile when she did, "You know, most people ride the tram inside the cars - what happened, no ticket?" She chirped lightly, teasing.

[timmers]

Tim looked up at his sudden visitor, his bo staff slipping into his palm as he looked her over. He'd seen a lot of catsuits in his time, but never a spotted one. She looked kind of young, too. Friendly. "Didn't want to alarm the locals. Besides," he said and tilted his head towards the sky. "Better view this way, right?"

"So, let me guess: your code name's 'Ladybug'?"

[de_evilise]

"What could possibly be alarming about you?" She grinned, though she followed his glance, studying the clouds as they seemed to race by. "Yeah, I can't argue with that." She loved swinging through the sky or watching over the city from high places.

As he guessed her codename, she laughed, "What tipped you off? Was it the spots, or has my reputation preceded me?"

[timmers]

"Didn't want to risk it." Granted, there were plenty of strange folks around here, but plenty of civilian-looking ones, too. Besides, there was something vaguely nostalgic about riding on top of the train. All he needed now was a blindfold.

"I was hoping it wasn't 'Lady Spots'." He'd have felt really bad for you, then. "But you've got your theme down, that's for sure."

[de_evilise]

"No judgment here!" Not really anyway. She was just poking fun at someone else who likes to ride the skytrain like this.

She tucked her yoyo into its pouch, resting her hand on her hips, making a face, "Lady Spots? Really glad you didn't start with that one." She wrinkles her nose. Ugh, bad bad pick. "Hehe, thanks." She eyed him expectantly, "Well, what about you?"

IV

[unos]

Tim isn't the only one out and about and skulking tonight, though it's up in the air as to which of them is more suspicious. On one hand there's Tim, in his whole masked vigilante outfit. On the other hand there's Katsura, dressed as something approaching a stereotypical ninja - though somehow both more and less practical, with no mask or other headgear to mess up his peripheral vision or conceal his identity.

There's also the fact that he's very obviously sneaking around with the intent of breaking in to some building or another. Probably not the greatest idea when he's barely been here a week, but he's confident that just makes him a less likely suspect. Then again, that confidence is why he's so surprised to come face-to-face with someone else who's somewhere he probably shouldn't be. Katsura is a quick thinker, at least, so without hesitation, he--

"Good evening." --lifts his hand in a wave like he's supposed to be here, and like Tim will be the weird one if he behaves otherwise. "The whether tonight is superb, isn't it?"

[timmers]

Tim had just about finished this section of the city, mentally marking good escape routes. He'd settled on this particular dark building rooftop to sort through his slowly building map of the city- but he hadn't expected company.

"Uh," he stalled. Was that... was that a ninja costume? Did people who weren't in a cult still wear those outside Halloween? Not that he looked nearly as violent as any of the Al Ghul ninjas in his brief acquaintance. Somewhere in the back of his head, he could hear Mrs.Mac scolding him for his poor manners.

"'Evening. Nice night for a little light sneaking." He tilted his head questioningly. He couldn't think of a whole lot of reasons people'd be skulking around in the dark, himself included. But he hadn't even heard this guy until he was right in front of him.

[unos]

Aha, it's totally working!

... Is the sort of conclusion you couldn't make with a rational mind. Naturally, then, it's the exact conclusion that Katsura leaps to. It helps (depending on how you define help) that, as far as he's concerned, Tim just made a perfectly astute observation. It is a great night for sneaking.

"You're right! The cloud cover, the time of night, even the temperature... they're all ideal for covert operations." Katsura nods to himself, satisfied with his conclusion... but he hasn't missed the unspoken question in Tim's gesture, either. Katsura pauses, considering his options, and promptly decides he can just say it. "I hadn't realized this building was already staked out for the evening, however. I hope poaching can be forgiven if it's just due to a mistake."

[timmers]

He was a polite ninja, Tim would give him that. Chipper, too. But he wouldn't have lasted in this job if he let an eccentric catch him off guard. Tim smiled, ready to give as good as he might get. "That depends on what you're after."

"I'm just here to check out the rooftop coverage- force of habit from my old job. Still," he paused. "I don't think they're keeping anything down here that would interest a good citizen outside office hours; especially a ninja."

[unos]

Eccentric? Rude. Katsura is a perfectly normal man trying to break into a secure facility in the middle of the night.

Fortunately, he's not psychic and can't comment on that particular thought. His cheery expression fades a little when Tim makes his comment about ninjas, however.

"I'm not a ninja, I'm Katsura." He crosses his arms. "And isn't the duty of a good citizen to ensure their government isn't engaging in any shady behavior?"