Strange Even For This Place

Summary:
September 06 2014: Rowan takes a late night walk and meets Amy. It's a bit awkward

Midtown Manhattan

A Manhattan street late at night


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The apartments near the SHIELD headquarters at the Triskelion aren't exactly luxury accommodations, but being in Midtown there at least nice and not too horribly far from the ocean. Even so there are some things you just don't expect late at night. One of them is that of a shadowy figure walking down the street. That wouldn't by itself be hugely odd if he didn't have four large, feathery wings and cat slitted eyes. He's being remarkably nonchalant about it, but it's probably a good thing that it's late enough that there really isn't anyone out on the street. It's a long way from M-Town and such things do get stares.

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Amy isn't sure she'd be ready to move yet, well, she picks up a second place near, since it seems handy, but she's still 'living' by the school. She'll decide later. Having finished a long day of various electronics work at SHIELD, she stops by a place to get something eat, and is now about to get a car to take her home when she sees this thing… approaching. She stops and stares, phone out, ready to call somebody.

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The strangest thing about the four winged, cat-eyed thing approaching is that is it gets closer it's otherwise pretty human looking. Lean face, muddy brown hair. There's something in the way he cants his head as the phone comes out, as if he doesn't quite get what she's doing and why. "Hello." He says quietly. Just loud enough to be heard over the wind coming in off the ocean.

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Amy is unsure whether she should be dialing for the police, for SHIELD, or for a car right now. Instead, she just stands there, fingers over her phone, as she blinks. Taking a deep breath, she nods "Um, hello?"

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Those cats eyes slide over her slowly, taking in the apprehensive stance and then… the wings start to vanish, blowing away in the wind as if turning to sand. An instant later, they cats eyes are also gone. "Sorry." Again with the quiet tone. "Didn't mean to startle you. You're in no danger from me."

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Amy looks around, and then back at him. "Um," she says softly, looking him over, then around, then back at him again. "What was that?"

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He doesn't seem to quite understand. The head cants a little bit more. "What was what?" There's something… he's forgetting. Something. "Oh yes. I'm Rowan." Right. Names. He forgets sometimes.

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Amy nods a little, and tilts her head. "I… don't know what that means. What is going on?" she asks, her words slow, her voice soft. The phone isn't put away, either.

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"I'm… taking a walk?" Now 'Rowan' sounds confused. At least he looks normal now. He can tell, though that whomever this is, she's confused and possibly a bit worried. "Rowan's my name. I'm Rowan. I'm just… exploring." He looks behind him, toward the ocean. "I came from back there. Never been up here much." WHich is true and not true. He's been up here… just on a different earth.

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Amy points in the general direction of just above him. "But…" she breathes deeply. "What's going on with the… wings and the… things. What are you?"

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Right… these people, they've not met his kind before, and he's a bit unusual for his people anyway. "I'm a Blue… one of the waterfolk. We live in the sea." Technically the ones around here are Atlanteans, different, but that's not something we need to get into.

"The wings, they're something I can do. I was flying earlier. I hadn't put them away."

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Amy tilts her head, her phone lowering, thumb moving on it to take a few notes about this. This is something to ask around about. "I uh… ok," she nods. "That's… um… yeah. wow."

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Rowan smiles in a way he hopes is reassuringly. "I'm sorry if I scared you." The phones… communications devices. She might have been calling for help. Or friends to come stare. Either way, not a thing he wants. "What's your name?" He's ready for two. Surfacers always seem to have two.

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Amy swallows. "Um, I'm Amy. Nice to meet you but… I'd better go home. It's really late," she says softly, having finished taking her notes abou what he said he was, and now ordering a car to come pick her up.


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