Martin Baum (magic_hands) wrote in marvel_nextgen,
@ 2014-02-28 23:52:00

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You need to maintain your wardrobe if you're going to dress to impress... (Frances)
Martin might've not really understood why people where so against teleporting in, but at least he was learning to respect it. Which is why the young mage appeared at the door of the West Coast Avengers HQ instead of right in their living room. He'd even sent those blue magic lights as messengers ahead of him. Okay, those things weren't patient, they were nagging little things really, but they counted as giving a heads up! And much easier than dealing with knocking. It got people to the door much better anyway.

Plus, not like this was too out of the blue. Annoying squeaking lights should've gotten the message across. There needed to be dapper suit shopping! He couldn't do it on his own. In fact, he'd even dressed up a little more, with a blazer and pocket square to go with his usual vest, hat and gloves ensemble.

While he waited for the slow people on the other side of the door, Martin occupied his time by examining the door itself, tapping it with his hat and looking to see what sort of magical protection, if any, the building had.

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	hotshot_hawkeye 2014-03-01 09:37 pm UTC (link)
	Frances opened the door and offered Martin the mason jar in her hand, the blue sprite banging against it. "This is your, I believe, Pip," she replied and stepped out of the way for him to come in. "It found our war hound's fur most fascinating and was driving it up a wall." She waved to int the media room where the wolf hound had its claimed couch all to itself. (Reply to this)(Thread)

magic_hands
2014-03-02 06:10 am UTC (link)

Upon the door opening, Martin automatically smiled and tipped his hat to whoever was behind it.

Oh, lucky! Frances on the first shot. He barely had time to say a greeting when the jar was offered to him. "It's okay," he told the little blue magic light. "You'll get to see this wolf thing again next time." Of course there would be a next time. These were his favourite messenger lights, how could they not bother Frances again? And again...

The hat tip transitioned into taking off his hat to her and offering it to her to drop the jar in, before he stepped inside with an eager smile and looked around. First time tour of the new avengers place, it had to have interesting stuff.

Case in point, the giant wolf hound on the coach. Upon seeing it, Martin paused at the doorway, not out of fear, but interest. He tilted his head at the animal then almost beamed. "Do all superhero teams get giant pets? How come we don't have one? That's not fair."

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hotshot_hawkeye
2014-03-03 06:57 pm UTC (link)

She pointed out the entry wall, which was safe for teleporting into, as opposed to the training rooms, bedrooms, kitchen and bathrooms. The training room he wouldn't be so fascinated with, but their kitchen and media room was pretty top notch. A marathon of movies would have to be scheduled, to give the room it's proper due. The view would be pretty awesome from the rooftop after dark, but that'd be later.

"Ruarc belongs to Eitlin, he's an Other-hound," she explained and patted the dog's huge thigh before the beast sighed melodramatically. "He's really good in melee and fights, otherwise he just takes over the couch and steals food from the countertop. No super powers like Lockjaw."

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magic_hands
2014-03-03 10:54 pm UTC (link)

The training room looked like every training room, in his opinon they were okay to use but not the most interesting. But he really liked the media room, and there were a lot of movies he'd never seen that were still to watch.

Martin approached Ruarc but kept his distance, smiling at the giant hound. "That's so cool. The defenders have a tiger, he doesn't have powers either though. I don't know if it's a normal tiger though, it's not magic that's all I know." It took him a moment to place who Lockjaw was, but he grinned even wider at that. A teleporting dog, how could he forget? "Do you know Lockjaw? I really really want to meet him. But the king guy who has him doesn't really visit the sanctum so I've never gotten to see him..." A very sad thing indeed.

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hotshot_hawkeye
2014-03-05 04:25 pm UTC (link)

She shook her head, perching on a couch's edge comfortably. "Nope, never actually met the big guy, but I've seen plenty images and footage of him with the Inhuman royalty. Most of the time he seems to be sleeping, guess it's a big dog thing." Ruarc ignored the jab with great doggy dignity.

"There's no snow, which I'm grateful for, but around here's crazy with the weather. Fog and cold in the morning and then sunny and cheerful by lunch time. But you didn't come by just to get the new digs. Care to explain while I make a snack?"

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magic_hands
2014-03-05 09:38 pm UTC (link)

"Maybe teleporting is tiring for him. Or he likes naps," Martin offered, figuring Ruarc may also be the nap type.

"You should get a teleporter, then the weather wouldn't be a problem." Though whether he meant a machine or a person to teleport...it was up in the air. Martin nodded at the snack idea and followed her happily as she went to go find a snack. "What're you making? Can I have some?" He doubted it'd be a milkshake though. Shame.

Once she arrived the kitchen for snack making, Martin sat on a stool on the other side of the kitchen island to watch and explain. But before sitting he puffed up a little and grinned as he adjusted his hat. Mostly because at this angle he could tell for sure that he was definitely taller on Frances than he had been when they'd first met. Should've been sooner though, stupid late growth spurts, Dr. Strange had all sorts of theories on that ranging from boring to magical for that one.

"Well..." He hopped onto the stool, fixed his blazer, and carefully placed his hat on the kitchen island before giving her his best cute innocent and eager smile (that he found was good for getting people to agree to things). "Most of my clothes are getting small and I don't have many of them and I need new ones. But I can't do it on my own, I need help, and you're the best at suit stuff that I know and I wanted to go with you and you'll make it even more fun." At this point he picked the hat back up and held it to his chest with his best almost Oliver Twist impression of pleading eyes. "So will you go suit shopping with me Frances? Please?"

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hotshot_hawkeye
2014-03-08 02:03 pm UTC (link)

"I dunno, I might be very hungry after chasing that firebug all around the building," she teased in a mock serious tone. Nope, it was more appropriate-for-morning-but-requires-little-handling snack, eggs in a basket. While she buttered the bread and tore holes out of the center, he set himself up on the perch seat, taking a suspicious care in his positioning.

While he explained his situation, she immediately squinted up to the top of his head to realized, yes, Pip had gotten taller than her. This was not allowed, she wasn't going to lecture up at someone about not drinking only milkshakes for sustenance. He put on his best pleading smile at the end, imploringly waiting for her reply. She took a moment or two to smile back and then crack the eggs into the waiting toast. "Wow, you are laying it on thick today. Did you really think I'd say no?"

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magic_hands
2014-03-08 02:35 pm UTC (link)

Nobody better dare say milkshakes stunted your growth! It was dairy! But Martin was hoping for a yes enough that he let the teasing about not getting any of the snack go, if no snacks meant more suits that was okay.

Though he almost instantly looked sheepish at her last observation. "Well...no," he admitted. He looked down at his hat and fidgeted with it. "I didn't have anyone else I wanted to go with as backup in case you said no. The Doctor is busy, Manny doesn't even wear clothes, and Marlow is more for magic adventures than suit ones. And anyway, you might've had some really important Avenger stuff to do instead!" Didn't the avengers deal with all that world ending stuff on an almost daily basis? At least that was the impression he got. And even Martin had to admit that world ending beat out suit shopping. Even if only by a little.

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hotshot_hawkeye
2014-03-12 09:24 pm UTC (link)

Oh he was getting good at laying it on thick. On the other hand he was a kid in teams with adults too busy doing stuff, so he had a point. "I see. Well, unless someone is shooting at me or I them, I promise you'll be at the top of the priority list," she declared to reassure him. "And as fashionable as Doc is with his beard, he'd have you wearing tights and renn faire blouses if you went shopping with him. We'll have you kitted out well."

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magic_hands
2014-03-12 09:50 pm UTC (link)

He had to convince people of things somehow! And everyone really was busy doing stuff, and nobody did suits much at all, at least not close to as well as Frances did them. At the reassurance she gets the biggest most kid-like beam. "Awesome! Thank you!"

"Oh but Doctor Strange has this really cool overcoat he wears for non-magic clothes. Can we find one like that for me?" Then he remembered why he'd come in the morning. "Oh! And we should leave right after snacking. Because I checked the big clock and we need to have time to hit the right shops."

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hotshot_hawkeye
2014-03-16 01:47 am UTC (link)

"We'll see, it takes a certain style and atmosphere to pull off cloaks with a modern cut," she compromised, flashes of Kaga-san in her mind. With that, she put the bell peppers away, just in case. She sat down and picked up the loaded toast to start eating. "Oh? So you picked out stores already to run through? Did you remember to get cash or a card? Last time with the doubloon and then the museum direction was enough of that fun for me. And are we looking at just day-wear? " As just day wear as you can in a suit.

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magic_hands
2014-03-16 05:26 am UTC (link)

He grinned and held up a finger, indicating to give him a second as he took his hat, and shook it out above the table. By some odd magic miracle the mason jar from before didn't fall out, but a few things did. Namely, part of a Rolo wrapper, a mint, what looked like a little jar of green powder, and finally a small navy felt pouch. He puffed up proudly and the pouch slid towards her. "I had help from the people on my team who know that money stuff. They said I already have a bank account, because apparently they pay you for being a TBolt, but I can't use it because..." He did a little jazz hands movement to indicate the obvious. "But you can use it for me? Don't worry, the pouch is magic proof so it should maybe work. I think."

Martin shook his head to get his thoughts off that and moved on to her next question as he used TK to slide the powder jar and mint back into his hat. "Hmm, mostly day stuff but I guess night stuff is okay? I wouldn't have anywhere to wear it though...and don't worry! It's an easy teleport there. They have the big clock as a landmark thing, and then I can teleport us closer once I get there. Then we'll be back by the time it's like afternoon here."

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hotshot_hawkeye
2014-03-19 11:43 am UTC (link)

She eyed the falling debris carefully, in case something affronted and quick fell out of the hat. Taking the money pouch from his rather pleased self, she peeked inside to check what was inside. Ah, normal Earther cash, this was very promising. She smiled at him and nodded, pocketing it with care so he knew where it went. "No problem. And they'll blow a gasket when you pay in cash, so even more fun. Normally nice suits are so much, people just charge it on their cards," she explained for him.

Big clock landmark. She could already think of half a dozen famous clock faces and most were not stateside. "I'm going to need a coat, and my passport, just in case of shenanigans," she announced while squinting at him in thought. Drinking the last of her drink, she headed for her rooms. "I'll be right back. Ruarc, if he leaves the kitchen, sit on him."

The war hound looked mournfully with his big eyes and long face at the boy in hopes of food.

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magic_hands
2014-03-19 01:54 pm UTC (link)

He absolutely grinned at hearing that there'd be more fun to have via salesperson reactions. Who knew paper money could be so fun?

"You don't need a passport for teleporting places," he told her as she heading for her room. "I don't have one." Why ever would he need one, not like he took a plane. And passports were for planes. At least in his limited experience. Normal people had so much paperwork to do...he didn't seem to have any!

Once the archer was gone, he swivelled in the seat and gave Ruarc a slightly mischievous smile. The leftover bits of Frances' breakfast and extra piece of bread floated over to the giant dog and Martin smiled and put his index finger to his lips. Keep it a secret giant dog.

Martin swivelled back and returned to his most innocent face. After all, he hadn't even left his seat! So clearly he could've done nothing to be blamed for. Obviously.

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hotshot_hawkeye
2014-03-23 07:34 pm UTC (link)

She might not need a passport for teleporting, but she also had seen enough magical hiccups to ATW (assume the worst) at all times. Jacket she grabbed, with her other papers and came back to the room. But a shopping run sounded just what the week needed and Martin'd end up looking completely adorable when she was done.

Coming back, she noted the loss of her snack and Martin looking extra innocent. Looking at Ruarc, she received a "well at least some people have decent manners about sharing food" look from the hound and was properly ignored for a sun nap. "Alright Pip, let's go."

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magic_hands
2014-03-23 11:10 pm UTC (link)

Martin smiled and hopped off the stool. He gave her his best sweeping hat bow, with just the right dramatic flair, as his classic blue disc appeared under him. It was more than big enough to fit two, and certainly gave enough personal space.

He waited for her to hop on before blue flames came up and they were teleported off. They arrived in the corner of what looked like a small park behind an old looking building. Though the old churches around and the towering clock nearby made it clear Martin didn't seem to be an advocate of domestic suit shopping. Luckily it was a weekday and not the height of tourist season, so there weren't many people to notice their entrance.

"I brought a map because there's this row that's supposed to have fancy suits. And it's right beside this game place that they have people in hats and vests patrolling! Apparently they're called beetles. I wanted to see that." As he spoke he took off his hat and a map flew out. "Can you help me find it?"

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hotshot_hawkeye
2014-03-26 08:26 pm UTC (link)

Brr, definitely not San Fran anymore. She waited for the transport flames to die down before stepping out and looking around for any recognizable landmarks.It was old looking, like Europe and really industrial, but hat's all she could glean. Walking back, she had ot laugh at Martin actually having a map. "Look at you being practical," she teased and looked over her shoulder. "Instead of sending out some spell to find our way and freak out the locals."

Fancy suits, rows and beetles. "Are you talking about Savile Row? And Abbey Road?!" she exclaimed in surprise when enough puzzle pieces were put together. "We're going shopping there?!"

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magic_hands
2014-03-26 09:08 pm UTC (link)

"I used maps before!" He huffed a little defensively before smiling happily and bobbing his head in confirmation, taking any form of surprise as excitement of course. "Yes! That one, I forgot the name. They're supposed to have fancy suits I heard. I like it here so far though, I don't need a watch." He walked a little to see past a large park tree blocking his view and excitedly pointed at Big Ben not far off. "See? They took care of it, they were very nice."

The map floated in front of him and turned on its own in every which way as he tried to squint and find this row. But soon he huffed and sent it floating over to Frances, figuring the ranger archer would be better with where things in London were. Because she remembered the names after all. "So you heard about their suits too? I want a nice one because it has to last. Dr. Strange said I could long as someone went with me," he nodded as he walked over to her so he could look at the map over her shoulder now.

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hotshot_hawkeye
2014-04-02 11:28 am UTC (link)

"I am so not dressed well enough for those shops," she muttered and looked over her coat critically. Well, she could always pick something up and wear it out of the store, she supposed. "Pretty close actually," she admitted and looked at Big Ben. "That's old enough that clocks were too heavy to be on arms, so just one public one had to do. And the bell's are what named in there, too."

"The suits around here are hand made and tailored, nothing really is off the rack. If some bad guy singes your suit, you can roast his head for ruining it. No one'd blame you. Come on, I want to be in arms' reach of these guys' swatches alone." She headed in right direction, knowing the little magician would follow. "We do have to pretend to be snooty and upper-class. They'll be judgey over us being Americans as it is."

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magic_hands
2014-04-03 10:08 pm UTC (link)

"Really? That's pretty cool. How come you know all this stuff?" Maybe she was an expert on British things for all he knew.

"Good! Then nobody can complain when I do that, there are a lot of bad guys but I only have so many suits." It made perfect mathematical sense to him. Martin followed after her as she took off in what he assumed was the right direction, letting her walk on the side where more people passed by. "That doesn't seem fair," he frowned at the potential judgeyness, and made a dignified sniff and put on his best 'dignified goatee gentleman better than you' expression before something occurred to him. "Oh, but I was told that people ignored that if you had money. So they'll feel really stupid when they act like that and it turns out we have plenty of money to pay."

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hotshot_hawkeye
2014-04-06 11:45 am UTC (link)

She shrugged at the question. "We sometimes do exchanges between teams, keep connections fresh and get a feel for what other groups are doing. Got to come to London for a bit."

"They're used to dealing with customer with money, who usually like to show off they have money by acting superior to everyone," she tried to reason." Take Tony Stark: he likes to pretend he's a bad boy and doesn't play by the rules but all he has is fancy cars in his garage. Sure he wore band t-shirts and jeans most days, but the cost of those jeans could by a week's worth of clothes for others." She shrugged a little and grinned at him. "Means these guys will be all kind of apologetic and butt kissy when we flash the cash. "

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magic_hands
2014-04-07 03:29 pm UTC (link)

As they walked, Martin chattered away. "That's pretty cool. Hey, did you know there's this awesome magic guy in London? He's actually a Dr. Strange apprentice from a different universe! So kinda like a big me but not really. Since he's not me. But I'll get to learn all the cool spells he knows that Dr. Strange taught him! But maybe a few different ones, and time ones, I like time spells. Anyway, he says he doesn't have a favourite spell, which is silly, everyone should have some favourites. You should meet him, I think you'd like him. Oh, but he can't be your new magic adventure friend right? That's my job."

Anyway, talking was a good distractor since he didn't actually like walking on the streets, too many people in close proximity. But he was a lot better about it than he used to be, he was working hard on that, and he knew Frances could handle problematic people. As he walked he considered her last comment about kissing butt and grinned. "Surprising people like that is fun." Definitely a gleeful mischievous glint in his eye there.

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hotshot_hawkeye
2014-04-11 06:14 pm UTC (link)

"I thought all magicky types trained with the Doc, or at least had a summer internship," she reasoned out loud. "I dunno, does he rock a hat too? I mean, there are somethings that have to stay true for a proper alternate universe doppleganger trope." She scoffed and flip her hair over her shoulder. "Please, I have standards for magical adventure partners. He'd have to like milkshakes, make me awesome arrows, wear only snazzy threads and have good taste in movies." Looking down (up, she had to look up), she winked at him in good humor.

She opened the door for him for the first shop and she could feel the pretentious oozing out with the air. There was half a dozen well dressed assistants ready for tailoring and sales and they looked to the two, debating who was here for the clothes. "Can we assist you?"

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magic_hands
2014-04-12 02:33 am UTC (link)

"Nope! Not everyone gets to, just the special ones." He puffed up proudly at that. "Hmm, no I didn't see a hat, I'd remember that." There was no way Martin would've forgotten a Strange apprentice with a hat. It just wasn't possible.

But he absolutely beamed at her magic adventure partner standards as she opened the door and they stepped in. Added height had done nothing to change the too-boyish expressions on his face clearly.

There was definite pretentiousness in the air but wow this place was like suit heaven. Old school classy building and decorations (he always argued the sanctum was just a magic version of that) meets every young mage's suit dream shop. Okay, maybe just this mage, because his eyes were shining with anticipation and awe. But he took the time to take his hat off to the shopkeepers politely while he waited for Frances to address them. Sure he was just a bit taller than her now, but she was still the adult in his mind. And the adult was supposed to be the responsible (don't laugh) one who talked for these things while he was polite and youthful and pleasant. That's how things worked!

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hotshot_hawkeye
2014-04-12 11:31 am UTC (link)

It only made him even more like an overgrown puppy who liked digging where he shouldn't.

Frances smiled pretentiously back after seeming to eye the suits critically. (She was having Victor Victoria cravings, but one must never look excited in these places.) "I hope so, my ward is in need of enough suits to finish his European tour," she explained in a clipped tone. "Barring any more inconvenient growth spurts. I will need a formal set to match, as well." She gave Martin a little smirk before looking back at the tailors.