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
2014-05-26 09:46 pm UTC (link)

"I wish that's how it worked. 'That's an Armani suit! It's worth more than this gun, we can't shoot her!'" she said, acting out the scene for him. She sighed, many pretty outfits had died nobly in the service of whatever mission she was working on that needed a shoot out, chase, or combat. Waving the attendants over, she let them take the pieces to be sewn and finished. "Though, I do remember trading a nice pair of shoes for access to a server before. Bartering chips."

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magic_hands
2014-05-26 10:52 pm UTC (link)

"I would do that though!" He protested, because if his opponent had such a nice suit he'd totally take measures to not destroy it. Principles had to be stuck to! "I'd still catch them, just no zapping or fireballs or lightning stuff because it might hurt the suit." He had his priorities right.

But the tale of the bargaining chip shoes had him clutch his hat to his chest protectively once the attendants were gone. "They can have actual chips instead, I don't want them to have my stuff. I don't have that many."

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hotshot_hawkeye
2014-05-28 11:02 pm UTC (link)

"Because fashion before butt kicking. In fact, fashion for buttkicking," she amended and nodded. It was fistbump worthy, but a sage head nod would do between them. She leaned over and add with an evil grin. "We'd capture of course, and if they don't tell us where, well, it's not like they'll need the nice threads in jail."

She shook her head reassuringly. "No one in their right mind would ever take your hat. They all would assume you have a kraken or something in there to protect from nosy types."

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magic_hands
2014-05-30 10:51 am UTC (link)

Sage nod sharing indeed. Frances understood the importance of suiting up. He grinned back with a mischevious glint in his eye. "They get uniforms in jail anyway so it's not like they need their stuff..."

At the reassurance, Martin glanced over his shoulder to check that the assistants were still in the corner of the store, fussing over double checking the tailoring marks for Frances' suit then turned back with a tiny smile that suggested he was amused at a private joke. Without a word he gently tossed the hat to the table, where, in the air while getting there, teeth sprouted along the brim at the snap of his fingers, and the toothy hat made silent snarling motions as it devoured one of the biscuits that came with tea, then hopped over to Frances to make a show of snarling and snapping before another snap and it flew back into Martin's hands, an innocent hat once more.

He beamed. "Jack took my hat once so I did make sure nobody would take it again."

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hotshot_hawkeye
2014-06-01 12:55 am UTC (link)

Proof that Martin had been in her life too long was how she wasn't too surprised by the teeth. But she did make a note to never put her fingers anywhere lower than the ribbon on it ever freaking again. "Why do you have Fizzgig in your hat? And those were really good cookies too! It had better savor those cookies!" she whispered quietly at him. "Jack was amazingly stupid to even try it in the first place. It would like trying to take the Shield from Cap or Mew-mew from Thor."

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magic_hands
2014-06-01 09:13 am UTC (link)

"What's a fizzgig? And don't worry! It doesn't actually eat them. That'd be silly," he said, shaking his head at her. Tsk tsk, why would his hat eat thing? "They're inside the hat now, you can have them later if you'd like. It just stores stuff, it's a hat not a cookie monster." Again the young mage shook his head at the archer in a tsk tsk manner. "I don't know what a mew-mew is. Does Thor have a kitten? And yes! Jack was really stupid and he took my hat so I had to get it back and put extra extra spells and be extra careful so he couldn't try it again," Martin said with a very deep frown of disapproval. "Nobody takes my hat." He wasn't proud of his reaction when it had happened, but he thought it justified. So he'd time frozen the entire HQ, yes, and he probably should've just done it to Jack, but it was warranted!

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hotshot_hawkeye
2014-06-03 11:25 am UTC (link)

"Fizzgig? Little guy, lots of teeth from Dark Crystal?" she asked and pantomimed shark teeth. Oh how silly of her to assume things with teeth that went for cookies ate them. "I might try to figure out how to make them, but I doubt I'll recreate the snooty-flavor. Maybe it's the water around her. And Mew-Mew, his hammer." She snickered at his somber possessive streak over his hat and nodded in agreement. She knew how that went, Steve was lucky blood kept him from losing fingernails when he grabbed her bow.

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magic_hands
2014-06-05 04:17 pm UTC (link)

Not all that long ago that'd have gotten confused blinking in return, but Frances was great for learning pop culture knowledge. Who said movie marathon nights weren't educational. "Oh! I wonder if I could find one somewhere to put in my hat...I'm sure there's a dimension with something like Fizzgig in it! Hmmm...." Martin, still dressed to the nines and with sunglasses on, put on his serious thinking face to consider which dimensions he might find his own Fizzgig to put in his hat.

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hotshot_hawkeye
2014-06-09 03:28 pm UTC (link)

That's right, Frances was a bottomless source of random pop culture information, it helped with the requisite quips. "I think he'd eat your hair while he got bored, or kicked around to make your hat jump about as you talk." Which'd actually look pretty cool, maybe she shouldn't point things like that out. She paled for a moment, suddenly have a bad thought. "Be sure it's a Fizzgig and not.. like, oh I don't know.. a pregnant Tribble."

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magic_hands
2014-06-12 12:05 pm UTC (link)

Martin made a face at that. "Is that the one that you're not supposed to feed at night or let go swimming?" The assistants in the meantime had finished whatever it was they needed to do, Martin wasn't sure, but it was important that they finish since it meant fancy suits. He'd let Frances deal with them and shock them by paying in cash. But first he whispered her way. "Can we eat after? I'm hungry...do you think they have milkshakes here?"

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hotshot_hawkeye
2014-06-17 01:31 pm UTC (link)

"Good point, none of those ones either. Let's sanity check any of the critters you stick on your head before you do stick them on your head." Boxes of things that didn't need tailoring were smartly tied together and cards handed out for what needed more tailoring time. Frances didn't blink at being handed the things and neatly juggled what she could into place in her arms. Martin would stick them in his hat when no one was looking anyway. As they boggled but didn't dare blink at the cash the two handed over, Frances smirked at Martin's request. Surprise, surprise. "They probably do. We'll find somewhere that serves protien too. Being snobby works up an appetite."

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magic_hands
2014-06-24 02:38 am UTC (link)

Martin just politely stood by, hat in his hands, as he let Frances finish everything up. He even managed to contain the skip in his step until they left the door and were at least past the shop windows.

He had extremely dapper new suits! Milkshakes would only be teh cherry on top of this day, and that didn't happen often. They were usually a highlight.

"You're right, snobby is hungry work. It's a bit fun though," said the mage who was actually quite snobby himself when it came to magic and what he expected of sorcerers. But that wasn't a type of snobby to him. "Now we have suits, let's go eat!" And Martin nearly floated ahead in joy as they ventured off into the great wide London to find a meal.

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