capeandcowllogs | If she wanna stay, she stays / And if she wanna go, she goes [OPEN]

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If she wanna stay, she stays / And if she wanna go, she goes [OPEN]

WHO: Mew, EVERYONE EVER C'MON GUYS TAG YOURSELVES IN AND LET'S ROCK
WHERE: Anywhere a thirteen-year-old can teleport/walk/bubbletravel to
WHEN: SATURDAY, APRIL 24TH! ALL DAY! GAZE IN WONDER AT THE SPECIFICITY!
WARNINGS: God I hope not
SUMMARY: Hang out on the town on a nice Saturday with the pink thing!
FORMAT: Watever u liek

Mew was out and about on the town again today! Which wasn't different from most days, but still. She planned to wander and reach a lot of different places: stores, parks, museums, plain old City streets. She had a long day ahead of her, and was not about to waste it! Maybe she would run into people she knew while out and about, too! That would be fun!

As she was about to leave the house, Mew thought the events of the last couple of weeks over. Things were certainly interesting here in the City!

[OOC: so, basically Mew is wandering around from 10 AM to 7PM. Give a time and a setting in a reply, and Mew will get to you there! Seriously, any location works. Parks, streets, stores, whatever. Except bars and strip clubs and the like, but that's kinda a given. Have at!]

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For the past half hour or so, Keith had been standing not far from the chess tables in the park, watching the people play. Seeing people play was always a strange experience for him, but in this case, at least, it seemed to make sense. This was clearly a game meant to train the mind, and he might even consider picking it up himself.

He was watching so intently he'd forgotten to guard his surroundings or watch out for anyone who was approaching.

Mew liked visiting the chess tables, as it happened. Sometimes she would even play a game or two, since she had been taught the game. She still was not particularly good at it, but she was slowly getting better! It was hard to concentrate enough to keep up the strategy. Maybe she was just impatient, but it was the middle of a park! There was a lot going on to get distracted by!

So today she was at the tables, looking around at the few games in progress. Wait! Hey, that was the guy who had wanted to have the City destroyed, right? Mew walked towards him cautiously, thinking maybe she could talk to him about something, at least.

Absorbed as he was in the games, already discerning the strategies behind them, Keith almost missed Mew's approach. But once she was close enough, he looked sharply away from the games to focus on her. His gaze was direct and not particularly friendly. Sure, she looked like an innocent girl, but around here, that meant nothing. She could easily be an imPort and therefore dangerous in her own right.

He said nothing just yet. He merely waited for her to approach.

Mew finished walking up soon enough. He had noticed her, but that did not necessarily mean he wanted to hurt her. He just looked unfriendly was all! She hoped he had no plans to attack, fighting back did not sound particularly fun today. She had had her fill of fighting when the vampires were around.

"Ah... hello!" she said, not sure where she was going in striking up this conversation. Of course, she forgot that he had heard her voice before until a few seconds after she spoke. Well... perhaps he would not remember? She could hope, at least.

But he did remember. Keith had a good memory, and while he didn't recall this girl's face, he did recall her voice. So she was an imPort after all. Well, that didn't mean he couldn't be civil to her. There was no point in stirring up trouble.

He inclined his head a little in greeting. "You're the one from the world with 'Pokemon,'" he said. "Hello."

Oh, so he did recognize her. Mew was not entirely sure whether this was a good thing or not. This guy was hard to read, and reading his mind likely would not get her anywhere.

"You remember me!" she said, smiling for him. No reason to be discourteous, after all.

As far as Keith was concerned, it was a neutral thing. He had no reason not to remember her; it had been less than a week, after all. He regarded her expressionlessly at her enthusiastic response--definitely no returning smile from him. "Yes. From your voice. I still don't know your name." It wasn't exactly an invitation for her to give it to him--he was just stating a fact. But he knew she could interpret it as one.

Wow, his expression really didn't change. Mew was a little thrown off by it, she wasn't used to expressionless people. Living with Doctor Horrible did that.

Well, it at least sounded like an invitation for her to say her name, "Ah, I'm sorry about that. I'm Mew!" she said, not sure what she would get out of the namedrop.

"There's no need to--"

No need to apologize, Keith was going to say, but then Mew introduced herself and he...well, he didn't quite freeze; that would be expressing actual emotion. He just went even more blank than he had been a moment ago.

Finally, he spoke again. "That's your name. Mew. Not what you are?"

Oh boy. Keith, be glad she's done this dance with Blue already. She knows how to handle this.

"Yes, that's my name." sh said, figuring saying that it was also her species name might not be the best thing here.

"In that case." Keith looked down at her. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Mew." There was still no friendliness in his voice; he sounded almost grave despite his polite words.

Actually, him speaking that way to a little pink-haired girl was kind of funny. Not that he would realize that.

It had been months for Calvin since he'd been able to fly, so now that he was back in the City STUPENDOUS MAN was once again boldly soaring above the streets, reveling in his stupendous powers, excited, hyper, and trying to take his mind off Hobbes. He saw a weird pink bubble floating through the air below him, and swooped down for a closer look.

Mew was not entirely unused to sharing her airspace. There were others who flied just as she did. So much so, that she no longer bothered to try and hide her flying. Some people even seemed to like watching her fly!

She did, however, notice the flying kid heading towards her. She looked over at him (she assumed it was a him, given the outfit and build of the stranger) and waved, smiling, from the inside of her bubble.

By the Moons of Jupiter! What new amazement has the Advocate of Liberty discovered now? Filled with the intrepid spirit, he zooms in to investigate! In this case, 'investigate' meant flying up to the floating pink bubble with the girl in it and poking it experimentally.

Mew blinked. Was he... poking the bubble? That was a new one, to be sure. Well, better than wrapping it in tentacles and throwing it about, at least.

Mew tilted her head to the side, looking at him. Did he want to talk, or what?

Our hero regards the strange creature. It appears to be unresponsive, possibly the result of an underdeveloped intellect. She was a girl, after all. "Hey! Hey, are you awake in there, or what? Hellooooooo!"

My, he was impatient! Well, Mew figured she ought to respond. She laughed a little, "I'm here! Hello!"

The being is attempting communication, but the vigilant vigilante is ever-wary for a trap! And he didn't like being laughed at. Calvin scanned the bubble at the microscopic level with his Stupendous Vision, trying to figure out what the heck it was. "Who are you? Why are you in a bubble?"

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"I'm Mew!" she replied, smiling, "This bubble's part of my power."

'Stupendous Man' hovered in front of her, his arms crossed and his brow furrowed. "Mew? What kind of name is that? Are you a cat or something?"

So, as it happened, there was a boy in the park, tossing a baseball in the air and catching it. It was just around noon, the perfect time to play outside.

If only he had someone to play with!

Well, Mew was in the park looking for someone to play with too! What a coincidence!

She saw the boy tossing up the baseball and decided to approach. "Hello!"

"Hi!"

Ness was...not the most talkative of people, but he was certainly friendly! He caught the ball and held it as she approached, since that was the polite thing to do.

"What's your name?" Mew asked, tilting her head as was her custom when curious.

"I'm Ness!" Oh, and enthusiasm. He had that in spades.

"You wanna play catch?"

Enthusiasm: always good here.

"Hi, Ness! I'm Mew!" she replied with equal enthusiasm.

"Sure!" she followed, all too happy to play.

Ness grinned and tossed her the ball before taking a few steps back.

"Throw easy since we don't have gloves!"

Oh, ice cream. Ice cream had to be one of Mew's favorite things about human cuisine. It was... well, it was just plain tasty. Simple as that. And there were plenty of flavors to try, too!

The girl ahead of her in line ordered two scoops of cherry. That didn't sound too bad, actually! Thusly, when the other cashier called her over whilst the girl was waiting for her ice cream, Mew ordered the same.

Oh hey, the other girl even addressed her! Hooray, conversation time!

"I haven't had a chance to try it yet," Mew admitted, "But I'll see how it is in a minute, right?"

Pokey had work to do. If he wanted to help protect the city, it was probably a good idea that he get some kind of clue on its general lay out. So, for the last hour or so, he'd been walking through the streets, notebook in hand, doting down anything he found interesting about the area: business, landmarks, small details in the streets such as potholes or cracks...anything to differentiate what he was seeing in front of him. Any small thing in the layout of the city could help him to try and figure out ways to exploit it.

Eventually the boy wore himself out with his exploration and note-taking, and chose to stop at a small ice cream shop on his way. Taking a seat at one of the outside booths, he slurped slowly on his root-beer float while reviewing the notes he had written down.

Ken was sitting on the roof and had needed some time to meditate. It had seemed that hardly a week had gone by without some manner of threat to the city attacking. Zombies then vampires even a dragon. It had seemed the young boy had been using his powers almost constantly in the past few months and yet the more he had pushed himself the more his head hurt.

But today was a perfect spring day and the young Digidestined finally had some time to enjoy himself. He knew just the spot at the roof of the toy store where no one would see him. Feeling the cool spring breeze he slowly breathed in a deep breath as Wormmon rested in his lap. His eyes started to take on a blue glow as a telekinetic force bubble appeared around him.

He raised an eyebrow as to his surprise he sensed someone else arriving.

The park. Central Park. Plenty of people were playing chess, playing card, playing games. But they didn't play with the little pink-haired girl. The pink hair being a give away that she was an ImPort; parents shooed their children away from her when she got close.

She doesn't care. She really didn't, truly. She has her cards, which she shuffles almost rhythmically. Who needs friends when she's her.

...

~~She could really use a playmate.~~

Mew had, as she often seemed to, found herself in Central Park. And there, in Central Park, Mew spied a little girl playing all alone. Now, who was Mew to stand around and let her be like that? She knew just what she would do! She would play with the little girl! Clearly this would fix things!

And so, she walked over to her, ignoring the regular people shying away, "Hello!" Mew said cheerfully as she was only a few feet from the girl.

Frowning, Billy leaned over the stove, poking and prodding at something that really shouldn't be that color of green. He stood up and turned the temperature down somewhat, watching as the mixture bubbled. He had minored in chemistry, but that really didn't mean he knew what he was doing. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a flash of pink.

"Hey Mew? Could you grab a fire extinguisher? I'm not sure if this'll work." He put his goggles down over his eyes, stirring the mixture some more. Better safe than sorry.

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If she wanna stay, she stays / And if she wanna go, she goes [OPEN]

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The sky

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...I can't remember if they've spoken before XD

... me neither XD

Guess they haven't, then

Sounds like a plan to go with

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ice cream shop.

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I can remember my goddamn font.

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Toy Store Rooftop Around 6 P.M.

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Horrible House, before Mew leaves