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Post by statham on Nov 12, 2007 5:16:17 GMT -5
Yumi looked immensely bored as she wandered the cold, dim street of New York, though her boredom was intersected with longful peerings through the windows of some of the city's priciest shops. Not that she really had a need for shopping - If she wanted something, she simply pulled it from her bag, but it took away a lot of the thrill of things, the simple, girly joy of going into a store and just trying dozens of things on. Now, if she didn't like something she pulled out of her bag, she just threw it from the window in the 'Tower'.
She was supposed to be recruiting, right now, but she just couldn't be bothered. She spotted a couple of mutants in her travels, but none worthy of the Brotherhood, in her eyes. They were all petulant teenagers content to set people on fire with their powers, or use them to rob stores.
Sighing, she finally slinked into a Starbucks, grimacing at all the different types of coffee they had. Couldn't they just keep it simple? Frowning, she finally spotted something she'd like - Iced Honey Coffee.
Reaching into her bag after she ordered, a smirk formed as exactly the right amount of money suddenly just appeared in her hand. Handing it over, she took her coffee, and returned to the streets of New York.
For crying out loud, there had to be something interesting going on?
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Post by Lee on Nov 21, 2007 10:01:39 GMT -5
So much for recruiting. Members of the Brotherhood were sent out to find more mutants who might be good "quality" for the growing Brotherhood. Thus far, Articuss had found a small cat in a tree, a stain on his jeans and a girl wearing short short SHORT shorts, which required further inspection. Upon inquiring about said shorty shorts and their contents, the woman seemed angry, for some unknown reason. Honestly, some women are just easily offended. An hour later with a red slap mark still on his face, he made his way further into New York, crossing paths with Yumi, a fellow Brotherhood member searching the New York area.
"Hello Yumi." his voice sounding like Sean Cassidy, accent and all. "Any Luck?" he asked eying the bag. She could pull anything out of there...maybe she could pull short shorts girl out of there. He pushed that thought aside as his stomach growled rather loudly. "Think you can bring out SOME Chinese take out for me?" he asked, being polite for once and avoiding names like Asia-chick, Yu-yu, china town and chinky, all names he had thought of using prior to his being in need of nutritious take out.
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Post by statham on Nov 22, 2007 10:38:52 GMT -5
Yumi nearly jumped a mile as Sean Cassidy's distinctive tones sounded behind her, and she spilt her coffee onto the pavement. Whirling to face the Irish man, she was instead surprised to discover Articuss behind her. "God," she muttered, glaring at him. "Don't do that," she insisted chastisingly.
"No," she replied flatly, looking increasingly annoyed. Banshee knew they never actually found anyone on these scouting runs, unless they were extremely lucky and someone happened to use their powers in an obvious manner.
"I guess," was her response, glad Articuss hadn't resorted to one of the numerous racist tags she knew he used regarding her behind her back, as she reached into her bag and pulled out a box of sweet and sour for herself. "What do you want?" she asked, deciding do make conversation, "And have you had any luck yet?"
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Post by Sean on Nov 25, 2007 19:51:18 GMT -5
"Plenty of luck," said a Brazilian voice from a few feet away. Roberto was in the process of finishing the purchase of a pair of hot dogs and a soda from a street vendor. That was one of the nice things about New York, you never wanted for food, as long as you had money, which Roberto had plenty of. "Because the lovely lady has just made my acquaintance, and what could be more lucky than that," the Brazilian asked, taking his food purchase and walking in the direction of the pair, while offering a wink and charming smile in the direction of Yumi.
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Post by Lee on Nov 25, 2007 20:11:34 GMT -5
Articuss just smiled that his voice made Yu-yu jump, silly asain. "Too bad..." he replied when she said she hadn't found anything or anyone yet. "What do you want?". "Sesame seed chicken with rice....and a coke!" he said, jumping as he remembered his beverage. "And have you had any luck yet?" "Nah, just this one chi-" "Plenty of luck,"
Articuss visibly grimaced as he heard a voice, not one he knew, from behind him. Just what Articuss needed, a reason to NOT talk.
Tom and Sean made it clear that they were to keep a low profile while out, unless they saw a reason to show off their powers. Articuss slowly and reluctantly turned around to see who was speaking to them. "Because the lovely lady has just made my acquaintance, and what could be more lucky than that," Articuss was clearly annoyed by this humans presence, his arrogance alone annoying the sound based mutant. It was clear through the glare and raised eyebrow, as well as body language that Articuss didn't enjoy the Brazilians existence in this area. Articuss looked to Yumi, his eyebrows raised as if questioning if she wanted to be there.
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Post by statham on Nov 26, 2007 5:12:26 GMT -5
Yumi frowned as she memorised Articuss' order, reaching into her bag and retrieving one of the traditional paper boxes, full to bursting with Sesame Seed Chicken and Rice, which she handed to him, quickly followed by a coke. "Enjoy," she offered jovially, watching a half-dozen yellowcabs fly by as she proceeded to eat her own food..
Their conversation was interrupted by the presence of an attractive Brazilian guy who made himself known, carrying a pair of hotdogs. That made Yumi grimace a little, knowing all the fat and grease that went into them, but she was eating Chinese food, so it would be hypocritical of her to say something. Looking to Articuss, she had to giggle at his expression of annoyance, but looked back at the newcomer, her interest in him obvious - Her cheeks were a little red, and her expression was sultry. They might be working to exterminate or subjugate all humans in the Brotherhood, but that didn't mean she couldn't have some fun beforehand, right? That is, if this guy was even a human.
"Who are you?" she asked, wielding her chopsticks in an oddly seductive way, before introducing a piece of sauce and batter covered chicken to her lips in her manner that would make any red-blooded male think some very, very dirty thoughts.
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Post by Sean on Nov 26, 2007 17:17:12 GMT -5
"My name is Roberto DaCosta," the Brazilian replied, his eyes watching Yumi's lips as she took a bite of her Chinese food. Roberto hadn't missed the fact that his introduction had caused a blush to touch the cheeks of the attractive Asian girl, nor the fact that her expression and demeanor seemed decidedly warm at the moment. In fact, the whole situation would have seemed perfectly routine were it not for the chinese food in her hands and the hands of her friend. While Roberto did not, perhaps, know the city of New York as well as he knew the backside of his hand, he did know that the nearest Chinese place was five blocks away and neither the girl nor her companion seemed winded enough to have walked that far and their boxes, from what Roberto could see, were still sufficiently full of food that there was no possible way they could have been eating on it for five full blocks. That could mean only one thing, at least one (if not both) of them were mutants.
Polishing off the first of the two hotdogs a bit quicker than he might have normally, Roberto crossed the distance between himself and Yumi, ignoring Articuss for the moment. "Pretty spicey, the way you took that bite of chicken," the teen said with a soft Brazilian accent as he held the refuse from the first hotdog in his hand. "But... I'm pretty hot myself." Holding his hand out palm up with the trash in it Roberto concentrated for a moment and after a couple of seconds the no longer needed hotdog wrapper combusted there in the Brazilian's hands, almost as if it had been lit with a match. "And so, my spicey friend, I fear you have me at a disadvantage as you know my name but have not graced my ears with your own," Roberto plucked the box of Chinese from Yumi's hand and, in a fluid movement, tranferred the box to his other hand which still held a hotdog. With one hand free he captured Yumi's and brought it to his lips for a quick kiss before returning her food to her. "Milady?"
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Post by Lee on Nov 28, 2007 10:07:24 GMT -5
Articuss sighed heavily as the guy actually CONTINUED to talk. Greedily, Articuss shoved his food down his throat. In his mind, Yumi was smarter than this, she knew not to fall for the stupid male games of charm and wit with a pretty face. He looked to Asia-chick, hoping to see that she was just as annoyed as he was. Articuss' jaw almost dropped when he saw her blushing, on top of that she asked his NAME. Not to mention she was doing some flirting of her own. "My name is Roberto DaCosta,"
Articuss rolled his eyes, hoping the man would just leave but really, with Yumi eating her food like a whore trying to sell herself and pretty boy here being all suave, Articuss would rather just be out looking for mutants who were worth his time, so far this kid was neither of those things. "Pretty spicey, the way you took that bite of chicken, But... I'm pretty hot myself." ~No, he doesn't have an ego at ALL~ Articuss thought to himself. Articuss was closing up his chinese box and soda and about to move on out when pretty-boy decided to light his trash on fire. This caught his interests long enough for Art to see him kiss her. If anyone could get this guy now, it was Yumi. She obviously wanted him, so why not kill two birds with one stone; get him and get him. Articuss stood up, grinning at Yumi before giving her a nod and taking his food as he left.
[exit Articuss]
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Post by statham on Nov 28, 2007 14:55:19 GMT -5
Yumi was more than a little overwhelmed by the whole act 'Roberto' was putting on, what with his smooth-talking and his paper-burning. That last thing did catch her eye, however, as did Articuss' nod and grin to her as he departed. She'd rather not be left alone with this guy, to fall for his charms, but it seemed inevitable anyway.
He was a mutant, that much was obvious, so recruitment was obviously on the cards here, as well as making this guy a bedmate. Her face nearly turned magenta, however, because of his move with her food, and his eventual kissing her hand. "Okay, Casanova.." she mumbled playfully, "Cool it,"
"I'm Yumi, anyway," she finally told him, coyly eating another piece of chicken and adding "Yumi Koshikuni. Would, uhm.. Would you like to go someplace quieter?"
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Post by Sean on Nov 28, 2007 19:39:35 GMT -5
"Someplace quieter, why whatever could you have in mind," Roberto asked, arching an eyebrow. He took another bite of the remaining hotdog in his hand and eyed Yumi as she took another bite of her chicken, not quite as sensuously as the last but still in a way that was provocative. This girl was, obviously, already falling for his charm and wit, but then what normal straight girl could hope to resist the wit and whiles of the Brazilian millionaire that just happened to also be her age?
"Where exactly would you like to go," the Brazilian teen asked. From his pocket he produced a set of keys for a Chevy Camaro, one of the new ones that weren't even on the market yet. Had cost a pretty penny, but with the sweet orange paint job and the black racing stripes and leather interior it was, by far, the nicest car of anyone at the Mansion. "We could always go back to my place, after all I know you're a mutant like me," Roberto said matter-of-factly.
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