Howl had spent most of the morning racing around Century Park, figuring out where things were located when he wasn't stopping minor crimes. His point of reference and personal guide was 'The Statue'. He would race back to it in order to get directions to the next point of interest. Turning his head slightly, he looked up from his current position of lying on the ground in front of Six Springs Fountain to the police officer getting his attention. "Yeah?"
Last Edit: May 11, 2010 23:02:39 GMT -5 by HSummers
Post by Renekin Skywalker on May 12, 2010 15:59:29 GMT -5
"We've seen you living around here for the last few days, haven't we?" The officer asked. He clearly wasn't unnerved by Howl's appearance. Considering the kinds of mutants that live on the streets here, that wasn't a suprise. At least these two CSPD officers had read the hand book on how to get the public to do what they want without strong-arm tactics - by being nicer, as it were. "Do you have a place to live?"
Getting up quickly, Howl stands and faces the officers. "No, not really. I kinda got dumped here to see how much of a 'difference' I could make." He looks to either side of him as if checking for any eavesdroppers. He puts his hands next to his mouth and in a hoarse whisper says "To tell you the truth, this place seems a little bit...hopeless."
Post by Renekin Skywalker on May 14, 2010 15:51:24 GMT -5
"Well, that's why we're here." The officers say. "We want to encourage you to find a place to stay that isn't in the park. If the city is too dense, then the suburbs may be better. Here." he hands Howl a card. "It's a housing agency that should be able to help you out."
Howl looks at the card and tries to read it (Literacy: English: [dice=100] out of 50) but can't make out some of the words. Frustrated, he shoves the card in his pocket and says "Oh...OK. I will...check it out. Thank you for your time...officers." If the officers leave, Howl will take the card to the Statue and ask "Hey Stillman, what does this say? I can't really read it."[rand=5124083789376915260511129468324951222596732924679443447691620358]
Post by Renekin Skywalker on May 21, 2010 8:42:15 GMT -5
"Oh." Says the woman, a little startled that a furry costumed man was talking to her, and that he couldn't read, in this day and age. Her child watching from behind her legs. She seemed a little less worried when she read it. "It's for one of the housing agencies in the city. And there's writing on the back." She flipped it over. "It's asking you to report to Precinct 16 for the Caveliers. Oh, the Caveliers, yes, of course. you must be a new hero in town."
Howl waved, as his uncle taught him was polite to do and said "I'm on my way to find the Cavaliers. I was told that they might be able to help me with my housing situation. You...are fast. What's your name?"
Post by Renekin Skywalker on Jun 11, 2010 16:34:05 GMT -5
"All the Caveliers give is a steady paycheck and a little big brother authority." Said the teen. "I'm Quicksilver, and I'm hunting down some imposter. A guy named Power Armour. Ever heard of him? Kid turns silver, shows on my scene, and now my parents are asking if I'm in with the cops! I mean, come on!"
After a moment, he says, "Who are you, and what do you do? I saw you in the park, but, like, wondered, after the cops gave you the polite 'sign-up' talk."