1964-04-21 - Druid and Kai in Hell's Kitchen
Summary: Druid and Kai thwart thugs and eat apple fritters.
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druid kai 


It's falling into the evening, and Druid is wandering through Hell's Kitchen. They don't really know who or what their looking for. More than anything their wandering. Wearing the same exactly clothes they always where, it seems to be their only clothes. But strangely enough they don't reek, they smell like a breath of fresh air. Yellowish-green eyes scanning as they wander about.

*

It's not a great neighborhood to be looking different. Hell, it's not a great neighborhood period. Druid gets looks. There might even be the stray nasty comment their way. Even Kai is dressed down out on these streets. No flamboyant kerchief, no beret. He's in a simple buttondown shirt, untucked, and chinos. He sits on a bench, tossing crumbs at pigeons.

*

If someone is making nasty comments to Druid, they don't seem to notice, or relatively care. Even as a guy comes up to them and gets in thier face. They simply nod their head and move past. Wandering through Hell's Kitchen, ending up near Kai. They look at him. Their face lacking any emotion as they observe Kai.

*

"Hey! I was talking to you!" says the guy in question, not happy about being brushed past. He starts to follow after. "We're going to have a conversation, you… whatever you are."

Kai looks up, and his brow knit. "Hello," he says to Druid, then his gaze slips past and he says, "Hey, get lost, bub. No one's asking for your opinion." He gets to his feet.

"Yeah? What're you gonna do, little man?" The guy's not small. Those biceps are pretty pronounced.

*

Druid sighs softly and looks to the guy. "Please, refrain from following me further, I do not wish to become violent." As Druid turns, those eyes change and shift into tiger's eyes, and a deep, primordial growl escapes them. They stand firmly in place with their large walking stick. Staring this random man down. "I am rather peaceful, and prefer to be friendly with everyone."

*

"You know, I'm the same way," Kai says to Druid with a smile. He glances over at the thug. "You want me to take care of this chump?" That smile never fades, but there's something less than friendly in his eyes as he sizes the guy up. "We don't need his type around here."

"Yeah, little man, do something about it. Or maybe your whatever-it-is butt buddy wants a go?" He cracks his knuckles.

*

"I know him, but I don't know what he is….an ally maybe, I do not know." Druid steps out, spinning thier walking stick like a staff, easily swinging it about. They look at the thug. "Take your best shot, you get one chance before you will be taught the pecking order." Another deep growl to the man. Druid stands stock still, to untrained eyes, they seem to be relaxed. To someone who knows a fighter? Coiled like a cobra. When the man swings at Druid, he finds he is swinging into the air. And then he finds himself on his ass. What Druid does is sidestep and simply hook their staff onto the man's leg and sweep him in a fluid motion, standing off to the side, like nothing even happened. But their body is still coiled, waiting for the thug's reaction.

*

The man does in fact end up on his ass, and he spits in anger. "Freak!" He gets to his feet, rolls his shoulders. He's not quite ready to let it go. He's about to advance when a rock pegs him hard between the eyes, leaving him on his back, stunned.

Kai has another rock in hand, ready. How he threw the first one that hard is anyone's guess. He just doesn't look like he's got the strength in his upper body. But the guy is on the ground, groaning, and Kai says brightly, "Teamwork! Do you want to get a coffee? There's a place up the block from here that sells the best apple fritters I've ever tasted." He eyes the guy, who looks like he's thinking about getting up again.

*

"Freak? I am a freak for knowing how to fight better than you? No, I am simply a more experienced warrior, but being forced into many do or die situations does that to one." A hand is given to the man, still no expression on Druid's face. "I am no more a freak than you are a warrior, misguided, yes, but you simply need to learn about which that you fear." A soft smile as Druid is friendly to the thug. "Please, I forgive you for your aggression, can you strive to be more accepting?"

*

Kai adds on the tail of druid's words, "I'll beat the hell out of you." His tone is a little too friendly for the words. He asides to Druid, "You can't reason with a meathead. There's nothing between his ears but more muscle." He bristles, ready for a row.

The man sits up, rubs his head, and he slowly gets to his feet. That knock on the head has him addled. "Freaks," he says, then he spits and adds, "I'm not wasting my time with you." He turns to go.

"That's right, you better run," Kai says, again a little too happily.

*

"If you wish understanding, you simply need to look to learn, but you cannot look whilst your eyes are closed." Druid leans on their staff as the thug wanders off, seeming unphased by the whole ordeal, as they turn to Kai. "Perhaps, we can get something to eat yes…I find the wildlife here is too small to properly hunt."

*

"I don't think you're supposed to hunt it," Kai says, leaving the thug to his muttering and waling off. "I'll tell you what, though, we'd better get a move on. He's going to be back with friends, and it'll get ugly." He tugs on Druid's sleeve and starts walking up the street the opposite direction from the thug's retreat. "City living's a lot different," he says. He eyes the pigeons he was feeding askance. "And I wouldn't eat those scraggly little disease bombs if I was you."

*

"Why?" Druid asks, blinking a bit. "How is one supposed to eat when they have no currency then?" Druid tilts thier head, allowing Kai to tug them along, moving along side him with a curoius look in those oddly colored eyes. "How is it so different?"

*

"We can dine and dash," Kai says, "but I'm not going to compromise the fritter place." He pats his pocket. "I've got money in my wallet, cool cat. We'll eat like kings." First day of pay day. He'll burn through it within a day or two." As they walk along, Kai's pace a good clip, he gestures about and says, "Lots of people, fewer trees. You can't hunt the wildlife, and that getup's going to get you in trouble, dig me?" He splays a hand to his chest. "Don't get me wrong, I think you're far out. Very original. It's just that some people don't get the look, man."

*

"My getup?" Druid blinks to Kai, clearly not following. "You mean my clothing? I don't really like having to wear clothes…their restrictive and not comfortable, but apparently there's a rule about wearing clothes…" Druid sighs softly. "So many rules in this strange land of metal trees and stone earth…"

*

"They're a statement," Kai says. "They're your introduction to the world. Today, I feel like being incognito, dig? So I'm dressed down, easily overlooked. I blend. It's better in this neighborhood to blend." When they get to the bakery with the fritters, he holds the door for Druid. "Anyway, the thing about all these people is you've got to make room while taking up your own space. There's an art to it. Just hang out with me and you'll pick it up."

*

Druid tilts their head and thinks on this. For awhile the smaller person is silent before nodding. "Camouflage, it is necessary to avoid the other predators, the ones I cannot fight or avoid." Another few moments of silence, before looking to Kai and eyes narrowing. "And why do you wish to assist me?"

*

Kai shrugs and says, "We freaks have to stick together. Besides, you're interesting, and I'll take one interesting friend over a dozen squares." Inside the bakery, there are an array of pastries and a few tables, with more on the sidewalk. Kai goes up to the counter, and he orders two apple fritters and two coffees. Which he pays for. He then looks to Druid. "When I first got here, I could've used assistance. Consider it creating the world I want to live in."

*

Druid looks at Kai, seeming to be studying him, for a long time. And then a nod to him. "Alright, thank you, Kai." The smaller person settles down in a chair with a soft sigh, seeming content to let their guard down a touch for a time. "Thank you, for the food, and for your time." A slight bow of the head to Kai.

*

Kai smiles, and it's like the sun coming out from behind clouds. His eyes sparkle with silvery specks within the blue. "What's time worth if you're not spending it on food and friends?" he says. He gathers up his half of the order when it comes, then he makes his way to a table by the window that overlooks the street. "So what's your tale, nightingale?"

*

"My tale? What do you mean?" Druid tilts their head in question, and they pick up the fritter and they start nibbling on it, blinking as they taste it. They seem….surprised at first, and then they start munching it down quickly. Soon the fritter is gone, and a soft mhmmmmm is heard. Their eyes are closed as they were happy. And then a blink. "Sorry…it was yummy…"

*

Kai gestures vaguely as he says, "Where do you come from? What brings you to the greatest city in the world?" He savors his fritter, tearing it off in bits and popping them into his mouth. "Don't apologize to me for indulging in deliciousness," Kai says. "I'm all about the indulgence."

*

"I…I don't know where I come from originally, I don't remember much past the island I was on, I lived there…for a long time, alone, surviving, and then I traveled with the group of treasure hunters, than came here." A shrug and then a headshake. "It was where Archimedes wanted me to come with him next. He said he might be able to get me some help with some stuff he was worried about, didn't say what though." Then a raised eyebrow. "I see, well, don't let me stop you from indulging."

*

Kai says wryly, "There's not a force in the cosmos that can stop me from indulging. He slouches comfortably where he sits. "It sounds like quite the adventure," he says. "Well, you're here now. It'll be an adjustment, but I love New York, and I hope you will, too. Have you been to Central Park? I bet you'll love it, but remember: you can't hunt the animals."

*

"I spend a lot of time there, and I've been wandering the Mutant City place, a strange blue fellow said its a safe place." Druid nods with a smile, and then a soft giggle to Kai's joke. "I had a feeling, that was the case, nonetheless, I didn't want to stop you."

*

"I have no idea where the Mutant City place is," Kai admits. "I don't know that much about mutants. I'm down with them, though. I mean we're all freaks, dig? We all have to support each other." He tilts his head curiously. "There's a blue cat there? Out of this world, man." He pops another bit of fritter into his mouth and washes it down with a drink of coffee with too much sugar in it. "Sounds wild."

*

"His name is Kurt, he is blue, and has a tail, he is most intresting." Druid picks up the coffee and takes a small sip, savouring the flavor for a moment. "Mutations are simply a form of evolution." They comment softly, shrugging and then looking back at Kai. "I'm happy to assist when and how I can."

*

Kai sits up, leaning forward, bright-eyed as he says, "A tail? Wow. Like, wow. That's crazy. I'd love to meet him. That's got to be cosmic, living on the edge of what people can be." He shakes his head in amazement. Blue. A tail. He settles back again taking another swig of coffee. "I help people," he says. "That's how I try to make this the world I want to live in. There's homeless people, lost souls wandering the cold and unforgiving streets. Prey for the predators, dig? I try to make things easier where I can."

*

"Mhm a tail, I suspect for balancing, I can grow a tail for a time, for the same purpose, normally feline." Druid shrugs. "I'll see if I can introduce you two, maybe, he is a friendly enough man." Druid thinks for a few moments, a smile forms, a soft, kind one. "Thank you, you are a kind soul, if I can ever be helpful to you, please, tell me."

*

Kai's brows go up. He asks in a low tone, "Are you, you know, one of them?" There are a lot of ways to say 'one of them.' A lot of bad ways to say it. For Kai, though, there's so much enthusiasm in the question, asked like sharing a secret just between the two of them. The prospect is thrilling. His smile broadens then. "If you want to help, have a care for the beat down in this city. Help them up when life knocks them down. They're our people, you know. The misfits and forgotten. You help one, you help us all." He winks.

*

"Do I have mutations? Well…yes, but nothing drastic no. I don't think…Is it really not normal to be able to shift my form or speak with plants?" Druid tilts their head at this, clearly a touch naive to some things, even as wise as they might come off.

*

Kai shakes his head slowly. "No, man, it's not something the average bloke can do. I can't even do those things, and I'd like to think I'm rather extraordinary." He offers a fleeting smile, then pops the last of his apple fritter into his mouth. He washes it down with the last of his coffee, then brushes crumbs off his fingers. "That's cool, though. You're special. You should hang on to that."

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