Ice Cream Fiends

Summary:
January 10 2015: Jericho pauses for ice cream with the group that just left Limbo. Illyana shows up. Because Ice Cream.

Vince's Gelato and Ice Cream

A quiet ice cream parlor in queens. With four people and an imp.


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Jericho elected not to go anywhere right away. K'nert is having ice cream (and he is too) and he wasn't particularly eager to take the little imp out on the streets. It'd been a weird enough night already. Still, the fact of the matter is so long as there were people to annoy, frighten or push aorund he was likely to remain, even if the other three left and it was just the poor ice cream parlor cashier he was freaking out.

Ah well. He's not that worried about it if worse comes to worse. He's a lot more worried about HYDRA's new burst of vitality. They'd been quiet for a long time after the Virus incident. No more.

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Maybe Illyana actually scryed Jericho and thus knew there was ice cream involved, and that's why she steps in on him. The disk of light starts as a spark, quickly flaring to a two-dimensional disk that's there and gone, leaving a long-haired blonde in it's wake behind Jericho. Wearing heavy ass-kicking leather boots that go all the way up to her knees with silver skull-shaped buckles along with jeans and an oversized T-shirt with a hoodie, she's not really dressed for a New York winter. Of course, everyone else are the crazies eating ice cream in this weather, right?

Illyana leans forward, one arm curling around the sitting Jericho's shoulders while the other reaches for his ice cream. "For me? You shouldn't have." Her tone seems mocking. It goes with the smirk on her lips. And both of those are rather more friendly than the cold, cold blue eyes.

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Babs looks to Misfit and sighs "I suppose you want icecream now? You've probably need it… go one, order something and get me two scoops one chocolate, one coffee, while you're at it." Pulling some cash from her wallet, the red head hands it to the younger woman "Remember, my name…" Babs just stares as the blonde woman appears from nowhere and steals Jericho's icecream. With a small snort, Babs adds "Well I guess that's how the poor the shop attendant felt."

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Misfit nods to Babs taking the money "I know Babs." she heads to the counter now though and peers through the case. Gone before Illyana appears and engrossed on the many many options. "Sriracha Popcorn… sage chocolate chip….. brownie brickle crunch… lemon bar… chocolate malt with honeyed peanut butter…." she mutters "okay New York Ice cream is wierd but interesting…." she orders a normal chocolate and a normal coffee for Babs, two scoops, one wafflebowl. Then gets herself a wafflebowl with lemon bar, nananas ferrari, and jackfruit in a waffle bowl. She pays and turns to head back now and pauses.

Misfit just kind of stares at Illyana's back her brow furrowed then heads over to settle in by Babs and keep an eye on Illyana.
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Jericho grins and tilts the ice cream so that Illyana can grab it. "Babs, Misfit, I don't think you've met Illyana have you?" His eyes are glimmering, like there's a candle behind them and where the blonde is touching him a red flush is creeping up his traces. They're eating ambiant magic from her, not that either redhead will know it. "Illyana rules the place you just came from."

Which still doesn't explain why he has so much influence there but no one's asked so he's not telling.

He glances back up and smiles. "Hey there…" It's… remarkably more gentle than Jericho usually is.

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Illyana accepts the ice cream like he bought it for her, and not himself. She continues to lean on him, giving the cone a slow lick as she looks over Jericho's company. Since Barbara's an information junkie, she might recognize Illyana as part of the public X-Men Red Team. Roberto did a whole media blitz on the team and so they all have public dossiers with their real names attached.

It's Misfit that gets most of Illyana's attention, unsurprisingly considering the magic in and around the girl. Illyana gives the cone another slow, considering lick. "Does she light you up too?" Illyana asks, though who she's asking and what she's talking about probably isn't terribly clear. Her arm stays curled around Jericho's shoulders as she leans against his back.

People seem to subconsicously give Illyana a pretty wide berth. That hindbrain screaming 'danger! evil!' without folks realizing it. But they tend to decide to finish and leave, instead of linger. Or cross to the other side of the street.

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"Ms Rasputin" Babs looks to the Blonde as Misfit returns with their icecream. Holding hers and Misfits place just shy of the table, she inclines her head "I don't believe we've been introduced, I recognise you from your profile. I'm Babs, Babs Gordon. And this is …." she looks at the teen with a small smile "my self appointed protector, I believe."

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Well Misfit smiles brightly to Illyana "Sometimes. Other times I totally protect Gotham and occasionally other cities too…. Ive been doing a lot of protecting." she squints a bit though then looks to Jericho "I can totlaly tell she has the same.. wiggity vibe…" then back to Illyana "Light?" then she takes a bite of her lemon bar flavor.

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Jericho chuckles softly. He knows exactly who that question is addressed to and what it means. "No. But I've not really let her touch me. She did… react kind of oddly to Limbo though." Limbo affects different people in different ways but it doesn't usually affect them quite that fast. "She's got a lot of magic. Wiggity vibe?" He quirks an eyebrow and grins. "Yes light." He gestures to the traces around his shoulder.

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Illyana tilts a nod to Babs, her expression still holding that smirk but little warmth reaching her eyes. "Pleased to meet you, Babs. And a friend of Jericho's, I'm guessing."

Misfit's introduction gets an arched brow. And maybe said protector has a name?" It's teasing, but still holds that mocking edge that most people find annoying. Like there's some joke she knows that others don't.

Jericho's comment about Misfit in Limbo gets a slight tilt of her head to the side in a sort of nod. "With all the magic on her, I'm not surprised. And I can't say I object to you not letting other magical women touch you." Now the blonde's tone turns dry as she turns to look over at Jericho. And there's the hint of warmth in her eyes, sunlight on ice.

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Babs gives Misfit a flat look "I really must give you some social training…" it's said with affection and a level of resignation. Turning her attention to the blonde, Babs smiles a professional smile, like she might use on Dick Grayson or one of her associates when they try her patience "She goes by Misfit"

Misfit gets her attention again "See his traces, how they glow red when she touches him. That's what she means by 'light'… " a slight pause "it's to do with the magic you have… not that I understand it."

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Misfit frowns at Babs with an ice cream spoon still in her mouth there "Social training… you make it sound like I'm some strange kitten…." she trails off then tries a bite of the jackfruit "Ooo this is like juicyfruit gum ice cream…" she refocuses her attention on Illyana "People keep saying what I do is magic but… well I don't got any idea how I do what I do. I suppose magic is as good a reason as anything else.. but I've always been able to bounce." that she can remember at least. Course she does it at a strength and range that is disturbing if you know how it works for her, which only Babs does.

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Jericho chuckles. "I try not to let myself get touched by other magical women in general." He teases though it's true. He vastly prefers for a number of reasons that if Illyan touch him. The subject of touch and Jericho is actually a rather interesting one though neither Babs nor Charlie know him well enough to know that.

"It could be that something within you was getting thrown out of whack by the demonic nature of the place." Jericho shrugs. "It does change people over time. Not usually a short period of time but time in general is odd there."

Glancing back up to the blonde he cants his head. "Limbo deposited these two and May right at my doorstep while I was gardening. I'd say coincidence but…"

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That oh-so-professional smile of Barbara's has Illyana's msirk broadening into a grin. One that flashes teeth and has a decidedly feral air to it. She can tell when she's getting under someone's skin. Just a bit. And let's be honest. She does it a lot. "Misfit. Interesting choice. And I won't say that what you do, whatever it is, is magic. Because my teleporting is actually my mutant power. But *you* are definitely magical. Which, when you're strong enough, means you don't need spells to pull off some effects. Spells just help you get specific effects and maximize the energy you use.

Illyana gives a soft snort. "Very little is coincidence. Especially when dealing with Limbo."

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"I mean…" Babs sighs at her young charge "That there are things you can learn about the queues others give you. Stop being so prickly and eat your icecream." Turning her attention to her ice cream she let's Illyana explain the nature of the girls skills to her. "It think" she adds quietly "that's what a certain mutual acquantaince has been trying to tell you…" The discussion of their arrival has her quirking an eyebrow "And whys that then?" she asks the blonde

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The teenager bristles at being told she is prickly, self fulfilling prophecy that aye. She eats her last flavor and tries to decide which one is the best. "I could show you." she notes to Illyana, about her bouncing probably. Then she glances to Babs and decides to take another bite of her ice cream.

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Jereicho chuckles. He's seen Illyana do this kind of thing before. And right now he finds it amusing as hell. Babs, if she's observant, may be able to tell by the way the lighting behind his eyes changes. It's a good indicator to what he's thinking and feeling, those eyes. "I'm sure you could. Illyana does the teleportation thing as well… though as she noted, hers isn't magic." Which is still kind of odd to him but like many things about Illyana he accepts it.

"Still, probably best if you were to keep a sharp eye out for a few days. That other demon found Misfit quite interesting." He's talking to Babs now. "And they can and do get out sometimes."

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"Someone else spotted her, did they? It takes a pretty strong magical talent to be able to sense passive magic so odds are they have some idea what they're talking about." Illyana remarks. As to Misfit's demonstration? Illyana gives the hand with the cone a wave. "Sure. I should be able to tell if you're powering it with magic or not. Unless doing so has some funky side effects." Like stinky sulfer. Which does not mix with ice cream.

The bit about Limbo and coincidences? That brings those chilly blue eyes back over to Barbara. "Limbo isn't just a static thing. In a way you could think of it as 'alive' and it reacts to my, and because of that to Jericho's thoughts, feelings, whims, dreams, etc. Maybe it was niggling around in his head that he needed to talk to you about something, and Limbo decided to make that happen." Magic is tricksy, Precious.

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Babs fixes Misfit with a stern eye "You heard what Jericho said… be careful. I want you to check in with me more often for the next few days." Jericho gets a raised eyebrow "If she goes missing, I'll know who to call first." No, Babs doesn't feel protective of her young charge /at all/.

The question as to catching attention is ignored, politely of course and the red head looks to Jericho, a small smile teasing her lips "One has to wonder what was going through your mind to summon May, myself and Misfit."

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Misfit nods "I heard that demon-bernard thingee might come looking for me, whcih would suck. So be extra careful and check in more often." she doesn't appear to be sulking about this, she doesn't want to be kidnapped by a demon or nothing. She looks up to Illyana and grins though, picking up her bowl of ice cream. There is a flash of pink and purple smoke (not like there isn't already a demon in here and portals) >pinkurple> and the girl is over at the table right by the one everyone is at, then there is a >pinkurple> and she is back in her original seat. Bite of ice cream.

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Jericho looks fairly impressed. "She's not blue and fuzzy otherwise I'd ask if she was related to your friend, Illyana." He smirks a little, an expression that looks remarkably similar to the blonde's. "Also she doesn't stink when she does it, so there's a plus."

Babs gets a nod and frown. "Do, and i'll come looking. Normally that's Illyana's job but I shove the demons back where they go when I happen on them." Or K'nert mentions them.

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"Given the career choice, I'd honestly be more worried about corruption than the demon's interest. Especially with the quick escape method." Illyana's watching Misfit very carefully ast he girl pulls her own teleport trick, eyes narrowing in thought more than any displeasure. The same with the frown that seems to curve her lips downwards. "Definitely magical. And whatever it is you've got around your neck is, for lack of a better word, eating it." She looks down at Jericho, thoughtfuly. "Chaos magic. Sometimes confused for demonic." She looks back to Misfit. "Also, one of the types of magic that… works better on intention than elaborate ritual."

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The teens bouncing has already put Babs on edge and Illyana's words have her frowning slightly. Looking to Misfit very, very slowly, the red head says quietly "Around your neck?" and an eyebrow raises. "Do share please…"

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Misfit steals another quick bite of ice cream now before this goes awry further "Umfmfl" she swallows then fishes out a necklace with a norse rune on it for magic "Mr. Fenris gave this to me for Christmas. Vorpal says it sucks up the excess… uh.. twang when I bounce so I am not nosey. Stealth necklace." of course it is also storing it. It looks like it could be used to store any bleed in general and if she knew what she was doing release and direct it into other applications. She doesn't though so it is just storing it, a lot of it.

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Jericho doesn't know that. He'd be very interested at the notion of a necklace that eats magic the same way his traces do. Hopefully it does't develope a personality the way Maxwell did. Ugh, Maxwell. So violent and… hey wait a minute. Why isn't he talking?

Illyana can feel, where she's touching him a second presence in the traces. It's… remarkably like K'nert. But digital. Oracle might see it at some point but she's not on her tablet at the moment.

"You got a gift that eats magic? Huh. Interesting." He glances up to Illyana, a bit concerned. Last thing he saw that did that was a manaspider.

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Illyana still has that frowning thoughtful look, but when Jericho glances up at her she strokes her fingertips against his shoulder. "If it's from Fenris, I'm sure it's safe. If he's going to try to hurt someone, he's the type to be direct about his intentions." So very not like his father.

Illyana nods at the explanation though. "You'd be very… magically noisy without it. And you should check in with him from time to time. I'm not sure if it has a capacity or not, and the last thing you'd want is it to blow." Which again, Illyana doesn't think that Fenris would put her at risk for, but still.

While Illyana can feel that presence lurking in Jericho's skin, she's not going to ask about it in front of other people. Jericho's an extension of her, and she doesn't want to point out any potential problems or vulnerablilities.

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Babs looks at Misfit and shakes her head slightly "At least it was from Fenris." she echoes Illyana's thoughts roughly. "There's so much I, and you, don't know about magic, Misfit… you need to be careful. Did you ask Fenris about it at all?"

No, she's not on her tablet that's stored in the arm of her chair and she's not pulling it out now. If anything goes wrong, it will sound an alarm to get her attention.

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Misfit finishes off her ice cream "Not yet, the last time I saw him we were visiting Rain in the hospital and talking about Asgard.. I'll ask him how to bleed it off so it doesnt go boom the next time I see him." she smiles a bit, one of those cat that ate the canary smiles as she leans back in her chair mmm ice cream

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Jericho seems to be picking up slight similarities between Misfit and the other imp in the room. The main difference is the less troublesome one belongs to him. "Well, I think that's probably enough of that for one night. Illyana, I'm going to see these two back to Gotham so they don't have to take a cab." Which is an invitation to come. Or just disk the two of them back if she'd like.

"I'll drop by your place later on Babs to discuss… Snakes. And it's possible you might see Illyana again." Maybe, maybe not. She does magic, not Tech as she's noted and he thinks she has a new 'project' about ready to start. Or certainly he got that sense the last time they had guests.

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Illyana arches her brows at that, looking over to Misfit. "You only teleport yourself then?" Her tone is more curious than anything else. "If you give me a landmark, I can get you two back." Jericho can via K'nert, but the imp doesn't have Illyana's finesse with making the disks open exactly when and where and *to* when and where she wants them to go. "If you guys ever want to get ahold of me, by the way, feel free to drop me a message with Da Costa International." She'll remember friends of Jericho.

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Babs looks at Illyana, then Jericho, then Misfit then back to Illyana, considering. "The best landmark is the Clocktower in Gotham, if you can get us to the street there, I can get us home…." Babs considers even that much information a major risk. "Thank you. And if we need to contact you, Da Costa International." The red head studies the blonde carefully, slowly warming to her and her strange ways.

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Misfit frowns a bit darkly at that "I can teleport myself and anything that isn't living… living things… uhm.. yeah it doesn't even remotely work at all…for them." it doesn't sound like it fails to teleport them, per say, by the tone, just it is bad. She slips up to her feet "Can I bounce myself back, when others do it …well it feels a bit wiggy" yes technical magic terms. "Also … don't much like your home but you seem nice."

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Jericho nods. "We'll get Babs back then." He smirks at Bab's obvious discomfort in revealing the fact that she's linked to clocktower. Because, after all, he's Illyana's familiar and he knows Babs lives there. She could have found out just by asking. She hadn't, of course, and so didn't know but it's not like she didn't have access to the info. "Come on, Babs. Let's get this show on the road…"


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