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Recentering
Dramatis Personae Corey, Felix
In Absentia	2013-06-17 Felix and Corey discuss further what is going on in the city, and locating Penny.
Location <NYC> Tick-Tock - Greenwich Village
The quiet sound of soft music and softly running water greets the entrants to this tea house, playing from speakers hidden and trickling waterfalls cascading down the rocky fountains by the entryway. The ambiance here is subdued, a quiet escape from the bustle and noise of the city, focused on only one thing: tea. Tea of very good quality. They serve it in over eighty varieties, black and white, green and oolong, rooibos and herbals and mate, flavored and straight up. The seating here comes on cushions or kneeling chairs around low tables, the decorations in earth tones, and the knowledgeable wait staff is always helpful with a recommendation or a snack suggestion to pair with your drink. Behind the long counter along one side is an entire wall of bins of loose-leaf teas, available for purchase by weight. As summer was getting closer, the temperature in the heat island of the city was in the low nineties already and people were already starting to make their complaints. Of course complaints didn't do much good when people were already dressed for work, and only just getting out of their offices in their business suits. Some were even stopping by the Greenwich Village shop to relax and stop for a cup of tea, though many were having their's iced. Sitting at one of the low tables on a cushion, Corey is trying to let some of the unfortunate events of the past week flow by. With eyes closed, he sat sipping from a cup of tea, a green one by the coloration in the white vessel. It was an escape, but everyone deserved a short time to escape from their troubles. Entering this tea shop for the first time, Felix pauses for a moment to look around and take in the ambiance. Even with the high temperatures, he is wearing his usual blue jeans and a t-shirt, but he does not look uncomfortable. Making his way further into the establishment, he takes a gander at the tables to see if his friend is here yet, wondering if he is in the right place, until he spots Corey at one of the tables. He makes is way over to the table, noticing that Corey seems to be meditating, he waits patiently, not wanting to interrupt. Breathing out a long sigh, Corey sets his cup down and tilts his neck to each side to loosen up the muscles a moment. He is wearing a white tee-shirt from the red cross saying "I donated blood" and a pair of black jeans. Noticing the presence of someone standing there, he is about to ask for another cup before he notices his friend, and chuckles a little to himself. "Ah hello there Felix. I almost mistook you for a waiter. Have a seat, have a seat. I was having some jasmine tea, would you like some too? Or care for something else?" He gestures over towards one of the waiters to head on over. With a smile at the waiter comment, Felix accepts the offer to have a seat. It takes him a moment to get situated, apparently he is used to sitting in chairs, not on cushions. "I am not much of a tea drinker, and I have never been here before. What would you recommend? Something served cold would be good." Felix looks as though he has been weighed down by the goings on in the city, and slightly nervous about being out in public considering recent events. However, it does not take long for his mood to begin to improve now that he is within his friends mood boosting area. "Well, if you want some caffeine, you'll probably want something black. And earl grey is pretty good iced. So go for that." As the waiter approached, Corey requested more of his Jasmine and ordered the iced earl grey for his compatriot. Nodding the man made his way off to put leaves in water. "Its fairly quiet here. You can sit here for hours and not really realize it. Well, the trickling waterfalls and constant tea, you'll need to make a few stops to the restrooms." Chuckling to himself, he shakes his head. "And I doubt anyone will hassle a place that makes tea. It just seems sacrilege. Unless you're in Boston Harbor that is." Trusting in the drink choice, Felix nods at the waiter to acknowledge acceptance of the order. "Yes, this place does seem quite peaceful and relaxing. Seems like a great place to re-center and get a mental break from the outside world." He adjusts his position on the cushion, finding a more comfortable way to sit as he lets out a little laugh at the bathroom comment. "I really hope nobody would hassle a place like this." "Well I'd hope nobody would hassle anyone. But they bothered a bakery, which is kinda up there in the dick category. Almost next to an orphanage." Shaking his head, Corey finishes the rest of his current cup, just in time for a new pour and a pot for him are placed on a table, and a cup of iced tea for Felix. "But for now, here at least it is calm and I can take a moment to recenter. Gives me a chance to remember that New York may not be quite so bad. Even if it is," he says with a grin. "I don't mind it cold, but I don't really like it warm. Just something about it ya know?" Corey shrugs at that, then frowns about things blowing over. "Thats what I had thought at first. But this is New York, and well it's supposed to be liberal and progressive, and all the properly blue things. I'd expect it of Utah, or Virginia." He sips his tea to get the taste of ill talk from his mouth. "I'll just have to live long enough to see it change. Maybe I can manage that, I've got pretty good health after all." "Well, I think there is a good chance many of us will see positive changes in our life time. Things progress much faster in this day and age." Felix pauses for a moment, taking another drink from his cup of tea. "Perhaps enough of that talk, we can pontificate all night on what may or may not happen." He looks around, leans onto the table a bit and lowers his voice, not that he was talking loudly in the first place. "The real question is what can be done to try and prevent things from getting out of hand, and what about Penny? I have not heard anything in days." Frowning, Corey looks into his cup. "No, I haven't heard anything from Penny. Its possible she's keeping her head down, and she'll make contact when its safe. She probably is as worried about us as we are of her. She wont get hurt as easily as we will." Drumming his fingers on his cup, he is thoughtful a moment then shrugs. "I've said my ideas before. Social media, letters to the papers. Find someone charismatic and get them on the television. If you can, for lack of a better word, humanize mutants, then people may not act as they do." "I am sure you are right about Penny." Felix looks obviously concerned about Penny. "I may be able to do some covert social media, but it will be really hard to humanize mutants when some of them are acting decidedly in-human. We will have to see what other contacts we can make I guess." There is a buzzing sound from his pocket which prompts a phone to be pulled out. Looking at the phone and running his finger across the screen a few times, "Hmmm, My apologies. I have another friend that needs to talk." "No worries. I'll pay out, you go ahead and make sure they're alright." Corey raised his own cup in a salute to his friend. "And I figured that would be the case, you poke a hornets nest, you get stung. Keep yourself safe my friend. I'll see you another day. And I'll try and see if I can get in touch with Penny, maybe troll around the parks abit." He sighs, and pours more into his cup from the pot. "And maybe someone knows the right way to handle it. Just apparently not us," he says with a chuckle as he waved off Felix.