Seventh Unused Utility Belt | Video, forward dated to after dark

[hellofist]

[When the feed clicks on, Cassandra isn't actually in view. Instead, the first thing seen is London at night... from very high up. She's filming mostly for herself, so she can go back and look at London from a thousand feet in the air again, but it seems like a good thing to show the rest of the Barge, too.]

Missed cities. Nothing feels better than... being up high, seeing everything. Wish I had parachute, would jump.

[She turns the camera around to show herself dressed in the batsuit, tugging the cowl off once she's in view.]

Never been to London, so I figure... climb to top of everything. Might never get to, if not now. There's a big clock, might be next. Any suggestions?


(ooc: Cass has climbed to the top of this. It's only the tallest building in the UK it's nbd.)

Comments

[youwillgotohell]

[No, that is a lie, she sees that building. That is a very tall building. That is like three castles tall, okay.]

How could you possibly climb that?

[hellofist]

[She'd say magic jokingly, but when she'd told Arthur her ears gave her her "powers" as a joke, he'd kind of freaked out. She didn't even have powers, it wasn't even worth it. So instead, she just answers truthfully instead of making jokes.]

Have grappling hook. It winds up, after shooting. Pulls me up.

[youwillgotohell]

Something you use often? [Like. With that costume maybe, that mask was creepy.] To 'fight crime?'

[She would have wholly accepted magic as an answer, fuck Arthur. B(]

[hellofist]

Yep. [It's okay if you don't believe her, Morgana. She knows it's kind of strange.] Not fighting anything, though. Just looking.

Enjoying trip?

[And see Morgana, this is why Cass would love you best if you, you know. Weren't all trying to have her boyfriend killed. They could form the Arthur should be cool to mages club :|]

[youwillgotohell]

[Can it be the Arthur should die or at least be banished forever club instead? B(

She shrugs vaguely, looking away, around the city block she's standing on. It's really, really confusing, and though she's trying to look nonchalant she is definitely uncertain about this.]

I've never seen anything like this.

[hellofist]

[Um no. MAYBE the he should be punched in the eye club but that's only when he's being particularly horrible.

And oh, Cass doesn't like that. She can see things that look familiar behind Morgana, she's able to place about where she is, but she's not completely sure.]

Show me... biggest building, by you. Will come see you.

[Not rescue her or anything like that, just come to see her. Make sure she's not feeling too horribly lost.]

[youwillgotohell]

[Man that sounds like he's getting off really lightly.

But there is some relief, however short lived, in her eyes before she turns about to look for something noticeable. She's near a park (since that's easier to swallow, something green and natural in this mess of a city), but it isn't very large - and not very far away, is a massive clocktower. She turns her communicator to give Cass a good view of Big Ben.]

You don't have to come. [But it wouldn't be unappreciated.]

[hellofist]

[It's not when you can kill people just by punching them really hard :| Not that she will. BUT STILL.]

Wanted to see clock, actually. Find somewhere to sit. Easier to find... someone that's not moving.

[Before long, Morgana will see Cass coming towards her wrapped up in an overcoat that hides the suit she's still got on underneath. In her hands are two travel cups of tea, one of which she offers to her with a smile.]

Hi.

[youwillgotohell]

[no you should definitely do that, you should also teach her 8)]

All right.

[There's a bench in the park, and she sits down there, waiting. It should be dull, with nothing to pass the time, but Morgana has never seen a city like this, not while she was properly herself, and it's - awing, to say the least. The streets aren't mud and hay, the roofs aren't thatched, the buildings are taller than Camelot's highest castles. Even the people are different, though she's seen people on the Barge wearing clothes like that. Her dress stands out, just a little.

And when Cassandra approaches, Morgana stands, and even smiles. She's going to start equating tea with the girl.]

Hello. Thank you, [she says and looks over the cup a little before just using it to warm her hands, for the moment. Plastic is weird.] I thought I'd be waiting longer. [How in the hell did you climb down that fast girl]

[hellofist]

[For Cass, tea turned into something that meant comfort and she has Alfred to thank for that. It wouldn't be the worst thing in the world to Cass if Morgana started to think of her that way.]

I ran. [She also didn't bother with climbing, she kind of just slid down the side of the building like a slide. The grapple gun came in super handy when she got close to the bottom, too.]

Want to sit more? Or go... look at clock?

[youwillgotohell]

[The things you can do are slightly terrifying, Cass, and you might make Morgana rethink or the disdain she's picked up for physical fighting.

She sips at her tea before glancing at Big Ben, and really, she sits enough on an average day.]

Let's look. I've seen tall towers before, but these things are...[She trails off and shrugs because how can she even put words to this?]

[hellofist]

[That's okay, she knows she's weird and scary, you can say that.]

Amazing?

[That seems like a good word for things that are beyond believing. With a nod to the giant clock, Cass takes a few steps in that direction.]

Can go to the top, if you want.

[youwillgotohell]

Amazing. Yes. [She smiles a little at that, nodding. Breathtaking and flooring would have also been acceptable. She falls into step beside Cassandra, and slowly arches both eyebrows.]

I can't climb that.

[hellofist]

Don't know, til you try.

[She lets that sit there for a moment, then grins at Morgana and bumps her arm lightly with her elbow.]

There's stairs. Can walk up.

[youwillgotohell]

[Sorry Cass, you are getting a LOOK because she is not climbing that jfc B( But the bump and the rest earn a small, dry smile, and what might be an eye roll.]

Good. In this, I think I'd rather not try.

[hellofist]

[Even if it's little and dry, that smile is still pretty and Cass is glad she gets to see it.]

Would you like... a port, that was like home?

[youwillgotohell]

Why? [It sours a little, and Morgana just looks ahead again.]

It would just be a reminder that the closest I'll come to Camelot is at the Admiral's discretion.