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001 Getting Around Town [OPEN]

who: Willa Monday (

likeacoupon) & YOU (yes you)
what: February Catch-All and Out & About's
when: All of Frebruary
where: The Quarantine Bar & Grill, Communal Housing (floor 2), & Around the City
warnings: None Yet (will update)

The Quarantine Bar & Grill

[A charming smile spreads over Willa's lips as she works behind the bar at The Quarantine Bar & Grill. She isn't pleasant that often but she can fake it for the sake of getting better tips. She's dress a little nicer for work though she's still wearing jeans and a worn pair of black boots. Her blouse is a cute flowy white long sleeve top, mixed with her usual collection of necklaces, bracelets and rings. Her hair is braided, twisted behind her head and then tied back with a thick brown cord.

She's used to being behind a bar and is excited for the chance to make a little more money this way. She might have lied a bit when she got the position since Leo never actually let her work as a a bartender. Willa still thinks that she can do better than the honor system and a stupid glass jar.

When someone new steps up to the bar she's quick to flash them a warm smile.]

What can I get for you?

Communal Housing (floor 2)

[Willa finds this whole 'clean house' thing to be exhausting. She's only been in the city for a month and she doesn't have much in the way of personal items. She has her backpack with the circular wind chimes that Leo had given her and a few changes of clothes that she happened to have on her at the time she'd been taken. She's always been a light packer and, not counting the wind chimes, she doesn't have much in the way of keepsakes.

She's sitting on her bed, watching those who share her floor clean up and sort through their things. Willa is very interested in what people have or what they might be getting rid of though she takes great care not to show it. It can't all be junk and, who knows, maybe she can make a few extra dollars swiping stuff people don't want anyway.

An open left over container filled with chicken fingers is sitting in her lap as she sits cross legged on her bed. Left overs is one of the bonuses of working at a place with a grill. Willa pinches a piece of chicken between her thumb and pointer before dipping it in honey-mustard and then popping it into her mouth. It's cold but she's never been that picky about food.]

What's that?

[She spoke to one of her roommates, pointing to whatever it was they were currently holding. Willa doesn't see the harm in asking and she has a few hours to kill before she has to be at work.]

Around the City (scam)

[Willa has a small bucket in her hand as well as ten or so flyers that she'd swiped from one of the nearby churches. She's making her way through the streets, calling to those passing by while holding out the bucket in her hand.]

Make donations to the Church of Light.

Help those in need.

[She's a very skilled liar and doesn't miss a beat as she asks people for donations. She'll give a small amount of it to the church to save face but keep the majority of the money for herself. Tips aren't the only thing that's going to get her a bike faster and she's already tired of walking everywhere in the city.]

Your support will go to outreach programs, food for those falling on rough times and city restoration.

[It's a very convincing lie.]

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[ooc: Feel free to hit me up with any ideas or the prompts from the test drive or lunar new year. Willa is going to stick to the city proper. You can also hit me up on plurk:

mizuyoko. We can plan something and I can write us a starter.]

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Why did I think that this was a good idea? [She mumbles beneath her breath as she inspects a particularly flowery top that's hanging on the rack to her left. Willa has never put a lot of value in what she wears but she needs more than the clothes on her back if she's going to be living here for a while. That, and most of her clothes are designed for Florida weather anyway.

The young gypsy girl turns to Dorian, who's been kind enough to offer his assistance in finding her a few outfits to purchase. The money she's going to use to buy the outfits isn't entirely hers but Dorian doesn't need to know that.

She slowly walks through the rows of clothes before looking back up at her guide.]

What do you think?

(Brennan didn't actually know what to think of any of this, aside from the fact that he was apparently living in a college dorm. It was almost novel, really, considering he'd never actually had the chance to go to college. The idea was neat, anyway, until he was there, with other beds, in the same room with other beds. Hey, at least it was co-ed, apparently.

He came in, plopped down on his bed, the one they'd said was his anyway, and reached into the pocket of his jeans. There, he found a bracelet, pretty plain, silver. And he watched it twinkle in the low light of the room before looking over to the kid who'd asked the question.

He closed his fist around the bracelet before responding.)

Something from home.

(And he sat up, sliding the bracelet back into his jeans with a deft hand.)

So, roomies, huh?

[ Wally decides to stop by The Quarantine Bar & Grill after a particularly taxing shift with the Perimeter Guard. Between spending the better part of the day fending off monsters and listening to some science geeks bicker about whose fault it was they got lost while he escorted them back to the city, he really needs to relax and refuel.

So much so that he doesn't even bother changing out of the deep green uniform and black boots his unit is required to wear when they are on duty. Normally he wouldn't be caught dead wearing the uniform out in public like this.

He moseys up to the young woman working the bar, and at her warm greeting, he offers a tired, albeit genuine, smile in return. ]

Hmm. [ He idly taps his fingers on the bar as he mulls his choices. ] What would you recommend?

[It's something from home that happens to also be silver and shiny. Willa's interest is peaked. She pushes her dinner next to her on the bed so that she can lean forward and possibly get a better look at the trinket.

Then it's gone, that doesn't mean that she can't get a closer look at it later but her attention shifts back to the boys face as she licks the grease from her fingers.]

It seems like it.

You sound skeptical.

[Willa is skeptical about the city as a whole however she is very good at hiding it.]

[Willa's gaze drops, assessing Wally's attire. She notes the green uniform as well as the tired smile that settles across his lips. He looks like he needs to fall into a bed but for the purpose of tips, she'll suggest something that might relax him but not put him immediately to sleep.]

Whiskey straight and then maybe a nap.

[So maybe she couldn't help but suggest that he goes the fuck to sleep.]

Didn't think I'd see a guy in uniform come in here.

Rough day?

[ There was nothing that Emma liked better than a nice juicy cheeseburger, which is how the former savior found herself trudging along finally entering the grille with a quiet sigh. She glanced around, taking note of everything, some back home would say an unnecessary habit, but to a girl who grew up an orphan, she couldn't afford to take anything for granted. This place, wherever the hell it was hadn't seemed to hurt her any, but she wasn't willing to take chances when it came to Lucy.

She found a quiet booth in the corner, grabbing a plastic menu off the table, glancing at it as she watched the door, not that she was paranoid.... much. She didn't hear Willa come up, so forgive the startled expression. Emma is silently cursing herself for letting Willa sneak up on her in the first place. She is supposed to be better at detecting people. ]

Sorry, yeah what's good?

[ Wally flashes a thumbs up when she suggests the whiskey, a sign he's okay with making it his order, but the nap is going to have to wait. There's still a few things he has to take care of after this, and no matter what he drinks or how much, odds are it won't have much of an impact on him thanks to his speedster metabolism. ]

Something like that. Just spent a few hours with some of the most insufferable people I have ever met.

[ The scientists, or whatever they fancy themselves as, didn't even have the decency to say thank you after he helped their sorry butts. Which actually wouldn't have bothered him if they hadn't driven him crazy by the time it was over. ]

I just need to blow off a little steam before I get my second wind.

[Willa flips a tumbler on the counter before grabbing the Jack Daniels from the glass shelves behind her. She measures out the whiskey by sight before pushing the glass over to him.]

Sounds rough. [She isn't always a fan of people either.] You're welcome to talk about it but if I disappear for a few minutes it's not personal, it's work. [She flashes him a brief smile before placing the whiskey back on the shelves behind her.]

Does that mean you're going back to work Mr.Guard?

[Willa's eyebrows rose at Emma's startled jolt. She isn't trying to be sneaky, which means that this woman is probably on her last wire.]

I want to lie and say everything but I'd go with either the chicken fingers or the grilled cheese. The burger is good too but not the best I've had. Pretty standard comes with lettuce, tomato, pickles.

[Her head tilts to the side momentarily.]

You look like you need something to relax though. Alcohol I'd say a glass of white wine. Non-Alcohol I'd say coffee, cider or hot chocolate. Something to warm you up.

[ Wally takes the glass with a gracious nod after she pushes it towards him. ]

Thanks, but I think it would make for a pretty boring story. They were just the type who complained about everything.

[ Though if he's being honest, his own tendency to become incredibly irritable when annoyed probably didn't help matters. But it's totally not his fault if he might have snapped at them a little bit since they were the ones who started it.

He's about to take a drink of his whiskey, but when she calls him "Mr. Guard, the glass stops halfway to his lips as he raises an eyebrow at her. He seriously hopes that name doesn't stick. ]

Nope, no more work for me today. Well, not officially. I do got a few... side jobs I'm supposed to finish.

[ Which sounds way more suspicious than it actually is because those jobs are on the up-and-up. They just happen to involve his fancy powers. ]

Side jobs?

[Willa cracks a half smile as she grabs a rag to wipe down the counter.]

That sounds a little sketchy. [Just in case he hadn't noticed his own phrasing.

Willa likes the nickname 'Mr.Guard' though she supposes she could use his actual name. She hasn't meet Wally in person before but she recognizes his face. Willa has the tendency to find people on friendr after texting or talking with them. It isn't all that difficult and it lets her put a name to a face.]

Are you going to elaborate or am I allowed to imagine the worst?

[ Wally's smile is on the sheepish side because he didn't realize just how sketchy that sounded until the words were already out of his mouth. ]

Nah, it's nothing like that. It's actually the opposite of that.

[ He pauses for a moment, long enough for him to take a sip of his whiskey, before he decides it wouldn't hurt to be a little more open with his powers. Everyone who could link him to The Flash title already knows his secret identity anyway. ]

I just have a few speedster-related projects that I promised to do. Y'know, ordinary type things that I can get done in a fraction of the time it would take anyone else.

(Distracted by his own thoughts, and the person that bracelet had belonged to, Brennan didn't really notice the hungry way her eyes shown when she looked at the simple chain. He did, however, notice how she moved closer, and he looked over to her once the precious bit of metal was clearly out of view.

He looked over to her, slightly smiling, when she commented on his tone. Was he skeptical? Yeah, mostly. He rolled his shoulder in a shrug.)

I mean, I'm used to having my own space, you know? With walls? This is weird.

(He turned to face her again, getting a better look at her. She looked scrappy. He wouldn't be able to explain his assessment to anyone who asked, she just...looked like a kid capable of taking care of herself. Making a motion with his hand (somehow the bracelet is gone) toward her, he raised his eyebrows.)

What about you?

[Willa's lips curl inward but there is no hiding her smile. It's a amusing that he hadn't realized what he had said until after the words had left his mouth.]

So it's the best?

[Her head turns as someone calls to her from the opposite side of the bar. Willa takes a moment to listen to his rebuttal before tossing the washcloth on the sink behind the counter and holding up a finger to Wally.] One second, I have a comment but I'll be right back. [Willa quickly steps down towards the opposite end of the bar and with her work smile, she takes care of a few people there before coming back to stand in front of Wally. He's fun to talk to but she still needs her tips and that involves spreading her time.]

Okay. So you're a speedster. I actually don't know what all that entails. Can you move any part of your body really fast or is it just your legs? [Willa's question is a little tactless but in a rare moment, her curiosity is earnest.] And what is it that you do? A super powered delivery boy?

[Willa met his gaze with a skeptical stare.]

I'm not that picky. I have a place to sleep and no one hoovering ominously over my shoulder. This is a dream come true. [She doesn't have the experience of camp but she's shared sleeping quarters like this before. Usually with family but it isn't that much of a difference for her. Willa keeps her valuables close enough and anything else stays shoved into her backpack.]

I've been thinking of moving out but that requires money.

[Which they don't have.]

So what about you? Moving out or dealing with people randomly bothering you.

[ Emma smiled at Willa, laughing softly. She couldn't believe it herself that she had been startled. She could only imagine how it looked to an outsider.

She shook her head slightly though. She shouldn't really think of people like that here, it didn't do her any good. In fact, it closed her off and she couldn't afford that here. ]

Do you have cinnamon to go with that Hot Chocolate?

[Willa nods.]

We have cinnamon and it wouldn't take much effort to have that with the hot chocolate.

[She doesn't bother to write it down.]

That all?

[ Speaking before thinking is another unfortunate habit Wally possesses. One wouldn't believe how often he sticks his foot into his mouth. ]

You could say that.

[ He takes the time Willa is busy elsewhere to down the rest of his drink. Good thing to since she can't see the way he grimaces slightly because it was stronger than he'd thought it would be.

When she does return, he doesn't appear to be bothered by her questions at all. ]

I suppose that's part of my job. I'm actually on the Search and Rescue team. And my powers aren't just a legs thing.

[ In order to demonstrate, his right hand begins to rapidly vibrate, and he passes it right through his empty glass much like a ghost would. There's a smirk on his face when he finishes because his powers are the best. ]

Pretty cool, huh? It actually took me awhile to perfect that little trick.

Does that mean if I get lost, you'll come and find me?

[Willa's lips pull into a smile. She didn't actually know the full range of jobs that were given to the perimeter guard but it made sense to have a group dedicated to finding people or locations beyond the wall. Though that made them sound like forest rangers. If forest rangers had the potential of fighting monsters and insects that have gotten to big for their own good.

Her eyes drop to the glass and his demonstration. That- is not what she's expecting.]

Okay, that's pretty cool. [There really is no denying that.] -as long as you don't break the glass.

I'm not paying for that. [Her tone is light and teasing as she points down to the glass that he's using for his demonstration. Willa had never had abilities like that though she's toyed with learning magic since her arrival to the city. She hasn't been more to the gift like Timo but she's been told that she can learn how to cat charms and other small trinkets.]

[ A soft laugh escapes Wally lips. ]

It is in the job description. Though I should probably advise you not to get lost in the first place.

[ He briefly wonders how much he's allowed to talk about his job. While what he's revealed isn't exactly earth shattering, and he knows better than to talk about specifics, he isn't what one would call a military person. It probably would have been a good idea to have paid more attention during orientation and briefings instead of zoning out from boredom.

He playfully waves a dismissive hand at the idea he'd break the glass. ]

No worries. I stopped making things explode when I do that years ago.

[ His expression is one where it's hard to tell whether he's joking about that or not. ~~He's totally not joking.~~ ]

So do people have powers where you're from or is this place a new experience on that front?

[He has a cute laugh.]

I promise you that if I get lost, it isn't going to be on purpose.

[Willa has no plans to explore the woods or any other area beyond the walls that protect the city. They're wild and untamed and she really doesn't have a way to protect herself.

Considering the number of times she's gotten in trouble in Florida, she doesn't want to test her luck against monsters and whatever else might be out there. At least Walter isn't here to drag her into trouble and inspire gangsters to point guns at her head. It's kind of nice being away from Florida, even if she misses her friends there.]

Noted. [Willa smiles and shakes her head. She has a feeling that he isn't completely joking.]

Not exactly. Some people are born with gifts, my cousin Timo can read the future but not me. It's not hard to get used to. Looks like everyone here has that something that makes them stand out.

That's good to know. It's pretty dangerous outside the walls. Having to fight giant beetles isn't nearly as fun as you'd think it would be.

[ Though Wally actually did enjoy the battle that broke out with the beetle-like creatures a week or so ago. It's been some time since he's been able to let loose with his powers so to speak, and after the battle was over, he was physically exhausted and aching all over. But it was the good kind of ache that let him know he put in a hard day's work.

There's something about the way she smiles and shakes her head that has him thinking she was able to decipher he wasn't joking about the exploding thing even if she let it go without further comment. ]

The portal does seem to bring in a lot of interesting people regardless if they have powers or not. When you say your cousin can read the future, do you mean like a fortune-teller type deal? Or, is it a little more complex than that?

[ He's a little curious because magic-like things work in several different ways where he's from. ]

It'd be more fun if I had a very large boot to stomp them with.

[Willa understands wanting to use the full range of your skills. She's used to being told to walk between the lines or follow the straight and narrow. Except, that isn't her. She's intelligent, cunning, a lair and knows how to get things using unconventional methods.

Methods that usually get her in trouble.]

It does and it's more like a fortune-teller but I can tell you that he's the real deal. I knew a few witches but I didn't dabble with that kind of stuff. [Considering the one time she'd talked to a witch she'd also come face to face with a dead body.] I don't really know all the details about it but, hey- [She flashes him a smile.]

If I find out, I'll let you know first.

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[ Wally smiles, a lopsided type of deal, and gives a slight nod of his head. ]

I'll hold you to that. We actually have magic back where I'm from. I know someone whose powers work based on her saying words backwards or something. I'm still not a hundred percent sure how she does what she does. Really powerful stuff, though.

[ He would never admit it to his magic-based friends, but the powerful type of magic they possess always makes him a touch uncomfortable. It's not because he doesn't trust them, he absolutely does, but the lack of control he has over it is a feeling his scientific-leaning mind doesn't appreciate. He's not as bad as his Uncle Barry, but he likes to know how things work.

Wally begins to tap his fingers on the bar again for a moment before there's a sudden gust of wind, and by the time Willa can even register the sensation the breeze brings, he's standing in front of her once again. The only clue that he even left beyond the unexpected gust of wind is the two mustard covered hot dogs on buns now in his hands. ]

Don't worry, I paid for these. [ There's an impish grin on his face as he holds one of the hot dogs up. ] You can have one if you want?

[Saying everything backwards sounds like a tedious way to do anything, even magic.

Willa's head cants thoughtfully to the side as she considers what kind of magic she might be able to learn. There are most likely nuances or rules that she doesn't know yet. Not that Willa is keen on following rules but magic and the power that comes along with it is something that she takes very seriously.

Her thoughts cut at the sudden rush of air tugging at her hair. She places the glass she'd been drying for the last ten minutes down behind the counter as Wally reappeared with hot dogs.] You know we do have food here. [Except that Willa is smiling as she takes the offered hot dog. She doesn't actually care if he paid for it or not.]

Thanks.

[She hasn't eaten anything in hours and doesn't see anything wrong with a quick hot dog break.]

Do you often randomly dash away and bring back hot dogs?

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