[MM2e] Salton City Needs Heroes! Episode 1: Premiere

Sven seems to pout as he takes his place in the backseat of the van. He goes through the compartments but doesn't find what he was looking for. This makes his face even more sour. "Ther ys nej iscrem." He mumbles quietly.
 

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Keiko looks back at Sven, then over at the looming Pole.

"Inconspicuous will be a problem," she says dryly. "Maybe we should plan on hiding in plain sight."
 

TFP glances at Keiko.

"I was thinking more like hiding behind buildings."

He cranes his neck around to follow Sven's rummagings, trying to figure out what he's up to. The Viking's comments only leave him more puzzled.

"Isc. . .Icecream? Why would there be icecream?"
 

"I'm thinking the Van is going to be the best place to keep you two a suprise" Terrence looks from one giant to the next.

"and if we have any problems parking near the site hopefully I can sweet talk one of the security, Shawn you be ready to step in with the camera when that happens"
Terrence gives Shawn a thumbs up and a grin.

"We could probably do with a copy of the Mayors schedule and a plan of the place he's gonna be speaking at and I really want a look and listen to him oh for the internet, hmm Keiko I think I saw you create a hologram can that be of anything? like a certain well loved mayor for example? and does your cat have a speaker in it Michelle?"
 

About 12:40 pm
Heritage Plaza, Salton City

The Salton City Hall is located in about half a mile from the Salton Sea in an area of the city known as the Thule Flats. The city hall is located on the north-eastern edge of the palm tree lined Heritage Plaza. The majority of the buildings that form the plaza's outer perimeter are either one or two stories in height. The largest building in the square is a five story tall brick office building that appears to have been built in a style reminiscent to the 1950s.

Shawn chuckled to himself as Michelle drove along the north-western edge of the square. "You know, we're lucky that today isn't real slow news day because we'll most likely end up having this plaza all to ourselves until they start setting up the plaza in about an hour or so..."
 

Keiko snorts derisively.

"To call what I do holograms is an insult," she says. "A hologram is just a glorified optic illusion. I weave light and sound into a seamless tapestry..."

Another Keiko appears next to her, crouching slightly to fit in the van. The two speak in eerie unison. "I ensnare the senses. I make the real seem no more solid than a dream..."

The first Keiko, the one that's been sitting in the van all this time, vanishes.

Now alone in her speech, the crouching Keiko goes on to say, "And I make the unreal as solid as stone." She reaches out to deftly grab the hem of Pole's shirt, then tugs it out and gives it a good yank before letting go.

Then there's a blur of dissolving light, and the first Keiko is back in her seat, while the second Keiko is gone.

"So yes, if I knew what the mayor looked and sounded like, I could make a little mayor-doll and have him dance however I wanted," she says smugly.
 

"Hey!"

Michael protests weakly as Keiko. . . or her illusion grabs at his uniform. When the spandex snaps back into place, his frame wobbles slightly.

"Well, again, without the mayor's cooperation, any such replacement will have to wait until we take action. But it should be helpful if we can remove the mayor from the line of fire, and replace him with a decoy while we hunt down this villain.

Let's get out and take a look around."
 

Heritage Plaza, Salton City.
Across from the Salton City Hall, to the north-west is a small public parking lot. This parking lot is adjacent to several small one story government buildings, including the Salton City Police Headquarters, a three story tall, almost completely windowless white modern building.

At the moment, the plaza is relatively empty. The majority of the people that are visible are either walking along the street or are busy lounging outside under patio table's umbrella in front of one of cafes or coffee houses that line the plaza. As you gaze outside of the windows you can't help to notice the faint shimmer of the air raising from the hot pavement.

As the group sits and debates leaving the air conditioned van, Sven can't help noticing an elderly latino man riding what appears to be a strange bicycle-cart down the street. The cart is covered with stickers of various types of ice cream and the word "Paletas Mas Finas" written prominently on the cart in red paint.

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Since Sven been asking for some...
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And yes, I'm evil.
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Sven hasn't been paying any attention to the planning, and as soon as they come to a halt he opens the door and jumps out, walking straight over to the icecream cart...
 

The icecream man stops his bicycle-cart and smiles at Sven and speaks to him in spanish, which strangely enough sounds like Norwegian to Sven. *"You want icecream?"*
 

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