Bobbi Morse ✧ Mockingbird (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
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capeandcowllogs2013-07-22 04:08 pm
mocks) wrote in capeandcowllogs2013-07-22 04:08 pm
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Got in the house like a pigeon from hell
WHO: Mockingbird & OPEN.
WHERE: Various places.
WHEN: This week.
WARNINGS: ???
SUMMARY: Bobbi's growing restless and has some adventures around the City involving science, fitness, and superheroism.
FORMAT: Your choice.
Option A: Global Dynamics R&D Department
There's always work to be done and there are always bills to be paid. Bobbi's first love has always been science and while her pursuits have somewhat been sidelined by her work as a hero and a spy, putting on a lab coat and parking herself in front of a microscope has always served as a comfort to her. She's at ease in a laboratory setting, whether she's conducting experiments of her own or simply doing her job to draw her paycheck. Science is her perfect distraction, and after these past few months, she certainly needs it.
Option B: The Avengers Fitness Club
She often goes late at night, preferring to take out her frustrations on a punching bag instead of with a bag of chips or bowl of ice cream. Keenly aware of her body and its capabilities and limitations, she has to work hard in order to remain on the same level as the superpowered people she keeps company with. She starts on a treadmill, continues her exercises by lifting weights, and rounds it out with some combat training against a punching bag or some sorry soul who spots her and thinks they can take her on.
Option C: A Crime Interrupted
Bobbi has never really been the street-level fighter type. She was a scientist, first and foremost, then a spy, then lastly an Avenger. Rescuing people from muggers and busting up drug deals was never really her scene. But that doesn't mean she's at all unwilling to break up a fight and drag some chumps to jail. Unfortunately, today she's not in the position of potential hero; she's someone's intended target.
After her work out is complete, she heads back for the Mansion on foot, cutting through Central Park on the way. While she's somewhat aware of her surroundings, she's also tired and nearly dead on her feet, towel still slung over her shoulders and a gym bag weighing her down. She doesn't see the mugger lurking in the brush behind her. And, lost in her thoughts about Julian and Daria and the others, she doesn't hear anything behind her either.
WHERE: Various places.
WHEN: This week.
WARNINGS: ???
SUMMARY: Bobbi's growing restless and has some adventures around the City involving science, fitness, and superheroism.
FORMAT: Your choice.
Option A: Global Dynamics R&D Department
There's always work to be done and there are always bills to be paid. Bobbi's first love has always been science and while her pursuits have somewhat been sidelined by her work as a hero and a spy, putting on a lab coat and parking herself in front of a microscope has always served as a comfort to her. She's at ease in a laboratory setting, whether she's conducting experiments of her own or simply doing her job to draw her paycheck. Science is her perfect distraction, and after these past few months, she certainly needs it.
Option B: The Avengers Fitness Club
She often goes late at night, preferring to take out her frustrations on a punching bag instead of with a bag of chips or bowl of ice cream. Keenly aware of her body and its capabilities and limitations, she has to work hard in order to remain on the same level as the superpowered people she keeps company with. She starts on a treadmill, continues her exercises by lifting weights, and rounds it out with some combat training against a punching bag or some sorry soul who spots her and thinks they can take her on.
Option C: A Crime Interrupted
Bobbi has never really been the street-level fighter type. She was a scientist, first and foremost, then a spy, then lastly an Avenger. Rescuing people from muggers and busting up drug deals was never really her scene. But that doesn't mean she's at all unwilling to break up a fight and drag some chumps to jail. Unfortunately, today she's not in the position of potential hero; she's someone's intended target.
After her work out is complete, she heads back for the Mansion on foot, cutting through Central Park on the way. While she's somewhat aware of her surroundings, she's also tired and nearly dead on her feet, towel still slung over her shoulders and a gym bag weighing her down. She doesn't see the mugger lurking in the brush behind her. And, lost in her thoughts about Julian and Daria and the others, she doesn't hear anything behind her either.
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"Um..." He wrestled with the decision to tell her or not. Hooded Justice can't be linked to Nelson due to this, right? No one would leap to such a conclusion. He swallows and finally: "Some guy named Hooded Justice."
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"What are you going to do?" he can't help his curiosity.
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Although he was worried about an ensuing fight. He hadn't seen Bobbi in action, but if she was an Avenger she could probably dispatch Hooded Justice fairly easily.
"You're not going to fight him, are you?!"
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"What does that mean?!"
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Then she patted his shoulder in an almost maternal fashion.
"Come on. Walk me home. I could use an escort."