boosted_gold (boosted_gold) wrote in dc_nextgen,
@ 2010-11-23 19:10:00

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The Spirited of St Louis
A package arrives for one Cynthia Lord, wrapped in bright blue and gold wrappings. A small attached card reads "Are you ready for an educational field trip?"

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	boosted_gold 2010-12-10 12:26 am UTC (link)
	"I find it very hard to acknowledge someone with a pickle for a helmet as a 'terrorist'." Riley shakes his head. "There's nothing in my research notes about the dangers of wasabi hitting the American market early, but still.." He turns to Dinah, holding up a fist. "Three-count, then shoot." He shakes his fist up and down. "Rock, paper, scissors, shoot!" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	bwa_ha_ha 2010-12-10 12:51 am UTC (link)
	"Remind me to have a frank discussion with Rip about not telling us things ahead of time," Dinah muttered. She shook her own fist up and down, putting out paper. Riley would probably chose rock. He almost always chose good, predictable rock. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	boosted_gold 2010-12-10 01:25 am UTC (link)
	Curses! Foiled by the paper of Dinah's silky smooth palm once more! "Okay, go have fun. Holler if you need backup." He hands over the temporal cuffs. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	littleladylord 2010-12-10 01:35 am UTC (link)
	"Careful of the stands!" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

bwa_ha_ha
2010-12-10 01:44 am UTC (link)

"When I am ever anything but careful?" Dinah asked. "...Except for the time with the blowtorch. And the teleporter malfunction. And the computer virus. And... well, besides all those?"

She took the cuffs from Riley and headed over to the Condiment King.

"Um, excuse me?" she started. "But I really can't let you do that. And I'd really prefer not to hit anybody in that dorky a hat. You obviously have enough problems without me doing possible dental work."

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	dc_independent 2010-12-10 01:50 am UTC (link)
	"Foolish girl! None can stop the power of Wasabi! I, the Condiment King, will transform the tastes of a nation and usher in a new and early era of Flavor!" He pulled some sort of gun on her. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	littleladylord 2010-12-10 01:59 am UTC (link)
	"Or you'll confuse them so much that hot dogs will never catch on, you moron..." Cindy couldn't believe this was happening. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	boosted_gold 2010-12-10 02:09 am UTC (link)
	"Don't let the dress get stained! Rip won't shut up if I affect his period collection stuff!" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

bwa_ha_ha
2010-12-10 02:33 am UTC (link)

Dinah managed--barely--to resist the urge to laugh in the would-be super-villain's face. He might have seemed ridiculous to her, but he was obviously quite serious about his goals here.

Fortunately, she was more than capable of taking him down, especially with surprise on her side. She right foot shot out from underneath her dress, striking him hard in the kneecap and bringing him down to his other knee.

"Oh," she said. "Did I do that?"

A second blow across his neck brought him down. She slipped the cuffs on him once she was sure he was out.

"That," she said, "is for mom, apple pie, and ketchup."

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	littleladylord 2010-12-10 02:37 am UTC (link)
	Cindy sighed. "Thanks for being so efficient, Dinah." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	boosted_gold 2010-12-10 02:54 am UTC (link)
	"So... hot dogs. Yay." After Cindy does her usual job of dispensing with any suspicion, Riley gets hot dogs for himself and the girls. "...I'm never eating store-bought dogs again." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	bwa_ha_ha 2010-12-10 08:43 pm UTC (link)
	"So these are, like, some of the first hot dogs ever, right?" Dinah mused. "Wow." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	littleladylord 2010-12-10 10:54 pm UTC (link)
	"First national -- and international -- exposure, yeah. Mmm." Cindy had asked the crowd Nicely not to worry as quickly as possible so she could get back to watching the sales process. It was glorious. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	boosted_gold 2010-12-10 11:06 pm UTC (link)
	Riley's just happy to have a hot dog, but he's glad to see how much this clearly means to Cindy. Another check of his watch and notebook later, and they're headed towards the ice cream cones. Riley's actually grinning like a little kid. "Waffle cones... score." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	bwa_ha_ha 2010-12-10 11:27 pm UTC (link)
	"Well," Dinah mused, "this is how we usually celebrate super-villain defeating...ness." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	littleladylord 2010-12-11 12:39 am UTC (link)
	"Defeat, Dinah. The noun is just defeat." And Cindy will happily go to join them in cone acquisition. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	boosted_gold 2010-12-11 12:42 am UTC (link)
	Riley leads the ladies after the delicious waffle smell, arriving at a modest booth with the usual immodest sort of hawker. "You two go ahead, I'll have mine in a few minutes." He gives them each the money for their cones. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	bwa_ha_ha 2010-12-11 12:53 am UTC (link)
	"I can make up words if I want," Dinah protested jokingly. "C'mon, L-Nor. Let's get ice-creamed up." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	littleladylord 2010-12-11 01:07 am UTC (link)
	Cindy rolled her eyes, but can't stay grumpy at a moment like this. She goes up to the counter with Dinah. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

dc_independent
2010-12-11 01:26 am UTC (link)

There's a momentary pause as the man on the other side of the counter looks the two of them over. He hands a cone to Dinah, but seems to snub Cindy.

"I think you've filled yourself with enough ice cream in your lifetime, Miss Lord, and this booth wants nothing of the money of a harlot who will BURN IN HELL for her sins of the flesh!"

A hologram switches off and a man in robes stands before them, pulling out a blaster from under the table, taking aim at the supports of the pavilion.

"This exhibit is done for.. to put the future back on it's proper moral course!"

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	boosted_gold 2010-12-11 01:28 am UTC (link)
	Riley tries to sprint forward, but he's got ground to cover and people in the way. He doesn't dare shout 'gun' for fear of panicking the crowd worse than is about to already likely happen. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	littleladylord 2010-12-11 01:32 am UTC (link)
	"Please stop," Cindy says firmly. She can be shocked later. And he'd better not have hurt the person who was supposed to be here. "Put down the gun ifyou'dbesokind, sir." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	bwa_ha_ha 2010-12-11 01:33 am UTC (link)
	Face, meet palm. She was definitely going to have words for Rip when they got back. Dinah reached for her BB-Gun as quietly and quickly as she could. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	dc_independent 2010-12-11 02:03 am UTC (link)
	The Conservationist halts in his tracks, gun arm shaking as what can be seen of his face seems strained. "I... have... a mission... future is... dirty... so dirty... liberals!" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	boosted_gold 2010-12-11 02:07 am UTC (link)
	Riley approached cautiously, trying to figure out what was going on. "Wait a minute..." He flips through his notebook, then gasps. "The fiend..." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)