#thephoenixstarter

Chastity didn’t typically consider herself to be foolish. She usually thought things through, but sometimes, like now, she just got excited and couldn’t help herself. There was this one item that would’ve been perfect for one of her clients, but it was on the top shelf. She couldn’t change her form in public just to get a few more inches, so she did the next best thing and found something to stand on. Unfortunately, she still was barely tall enough. She had to stand on her toes, and as a result, the thing she’d been standing on tipped over, and she yelped as she prepared for her body to hit the floor.

Getting and living in New York wasn’t so bad, sure he was used to a much different time but it was good to be home again. He’d taken to Wakanda being his home for many years while they worked to reprogram his mind against HYDRA’s brainwashing and Shuri was even nice enough to give him a new arm. This one didn’t hurt like his old one had, there wasn’t the fear of his arm having a disconnected wire rendering it completely useless in fight. No this one felt more natural yet he still chose to hide it under his hoodies and jackets, he wasn’t one for attention especially now. He quickly made his way through the busy farmers market something he quite loved doing in his search for fresh ingredients for his meals. He’d just gotten some plums from one stall when he bumped into another person by not really paying attention. “Sorry about that, I always forget how crowded these stalls can get if the food is good.”  

Morpheus enjoyed plenty of things about humanity, one of them being parks, he could hear the sounds of people’s laughter and happiness. It also was the perfect spot for day dreamers all of which were quite boring at the moment. This place was full of dreamers whether it was something small or big he found himself looking forward to all this place had to offer after being gone for so long. It was then he felt eyes on him that he turned to look at the other through his sunglasses. “You can take a seat on the bench I’m not waiting for anyone else….Unless you stopped in front of me for a different reason?”

Zachary had spent the past week or so preparing. What better way to announce his return to New York than with a party? It was massive. There were dancers and bright flashing lights and music so loud that it could probably have been heard all around New York. Fireworks blasted from the Ritual Nightclub every hour, and something even more grand was planned for when the New Year started. For now, he was entertaining his guests. He offered one a drink. “You enjoying yourself?” he asked with what he believed was a charming smile. “It’s an amazing party, isn’t it?”