Ultimate X-Force 2: Seven Deadly Sins

Shadowjack chews his lower lip for a moment, unsure of how to proceed. Looking to Sunspot and the Voice, he says in a low-conversational volume, "Interesting places, restaurants. Especially joints like this one. Reminds me of a time I went hunting in the old country with some comrades. I got cornered by a big bear. Tricky situation, you know."

He takes out a pen and writes on his napkin Spanish Japanese and an arrow pointing to himself. He arches an eyebrow at Sunspot and the Voice, questioningly.
 

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The woman directs Stonewall to the restrooms which are, incedentally, near the entrance and nowhere near the group of men speaking in low voices.

After a few moments, the waitress returns with a pot of hot water, and sets it down in front of the seat Stonewall was occupying. Next to it, she places a saucer, cup, and bow containing a wide variety of tea bags and sweeteners.

A few moments later, she returns with a basket of fried mozerella.

"Do you know what you want yet? Or do you need a few more moments?"
 

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Sunspot looks at Shieldhaven curiously. Looks left, then right, and not seeing anything totally unusual, looks back to Shieldhaven.

Sunspot says, in a normal bar-room tone.

"What's your deal?"

The waitress comes to the table with Stonewalls hot tea. And asks the typical waitress questions.

"Miss, I believe my slightly out-of-place friend here wanted Iced Tea. Now of course, this is New York, and fine establishments such as this don't typically serve Iced Tea, but I was wondering if you could possibly assist my friend here by getting him a nice big glass of ice?" (Roll my Diplomacy/Charisma Check and don't forget my stunning good looks!)

Sunspot gives the waitress his devilish grin

"Also, Miss, I believe I will take the Fried Fish Platter... and extra tartar sauce if you've got it"
 



The waitress smiles at Roberto, blushing slightly, and says "Yes, of course, I will bring the ice out as soon as I take your orders."

She takes out her pad and begins to write and speak aloud, "fried fish platter...extra tartar."
 

Stonewall pees, flushes, and washes his hands...

Walking back to his seat, Stonewall finshes drying his hands on his pants. He sits down and looks at his cup of steaming hot tea, but does nothing.

"Miss, can I have the big 'ole bowl a' crab legs, and some clam chowder?"

Stonewall grins, obviously excited to try authentic New York seafood.

After that...we waits...and listens...
 

Shadowjack shakes his head in frustration. "The Russians, in the corner," he hisses, with a sharp jerk of his thumb to vaguely indicate the group of men in the corner, "are talking about Ursa Major. One of the men works for him."
 

"Do you think they know who we are? Or that we know who they are? Or that they know, we know, who they know? No? Good..."
 

"Hence my apparently abortive attempt at allusion. Now that we know what we know, it would be nice to have something resembling a plan. Bumbling, while a common modus operandi in cinema, may still be largely avoidable."
 

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