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[daaaaaaahling]

WHO: OPEN
WHERE: Edna's workshop.
WHEN: After Edna's post asking for 'testing material'
WARNINGS: None forseen
SUMMARY: Edna has a place to work, and started getting suits done. Now she wants visitors!
FORMAT: Whichever darling.

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KUPO.

[mistermoogle]

It wasn't as though he had anything else to do except...well, explore a bit, and this counted as exploring, right? Plus, the last time he'd tried to watch the humans dancing between some of the buildings, he'd almost gotten caught! And after a few others had started making fun of his wings and pom...

...well, Mog wasn't the sort to just take that, or run away from it. But he was a Moogle that understood the better part of valor, and how it wasn't being a coward. There was nothing wrong with staying out of trouble!

But this - this sounded kind of interesting, with these 'dummies' that weren't dummies or monsters or he wasn't really sure what they were but he intended to find out, kupo! Which was why he was currently peering at the comm and then up at the building. Down. Up. Down. Up

[daaaaaaahling]

As soon as the moogle stepped onto the front mat in front of the door a little light turned on above a video screen. The screen clearly showed the front step out to the street. Edna saw the strange man standing on her door step, and tilted her head at the sight of the wings. Still, it was definitely the one she had been speaking to on the comm. Oh well, it wasn't the first Super she had met with an odd physical appearance.

"Come in dahling, come in," she said into a microphone on the side table next to her so he could hear her outside.

[mistermoogle]

"-kupo?"

He started a bit at the strange voice coming from nowhere, looking around in surprise as he tried to place it...then, as he had done with many other such starts since coming in to the city? Wrote it off as a human thing. He'd probably never understand them all.

Still - Mog was quick to step inside once invited, resting a hand on the door as he stepped inside. "Ah, hello!"

((OOC: I should probably make a writeup of physical description somewhere, but basically he looks like the image I have in his profile. Red nose is not side effect of drinking.))

[daaaaaaahling]

"Hello dahling," Edna said getting off the couch and skittering over towards him. With how short she was, she had to look up at him to look him in the eye. "hmm..." she said starting to walk around him in a circle.

After she had observed everything about him, she stopped in front and extended her hand. "Edna Mode, call me E."

[hellcommander]

Hiruma was well aware of Edna's paranoia and rampant use of alarms. He decided that knocking on the door, loudly, and waiting to be let in, was a better option than his usual. Which was, of course, kicking down the door and going in wherever he wanted.

So he knocked.

And waited.

Surprisingly, he didn't have a single weapon on him, save for a samurai sword on his back. Where were those guns he'd promised?

[daaaaaaahling]

Edna watched him walk up as soon as she was alerted to his presence. He did look a threatening one. But if she was a threat he wouldn't have been helping to bankroll her initial start up.

"Come in, dahling," she said through the microphone as the door unlocked for him. She noticed that he didn't seem to have any of the weapons he promised. His loss, he wasn't getting his suit until it had been properly tested.

[hellcommander]

Hiruma stepped in, grinning and showing his teeth, "Hello, Mz Edna." He did look threatening.

The blond looked around and placed his sword on a table. "So, what do you need? Kekeke, I got the goods you want." Hiruma reached behind him to where the sword had been and pulled out a large, intimidating machine gun as if from no where.

And it was from no where.

He placed it on the table and grinned.

"More where that came from. Now let's see what you got."

[daaaaaaahling]

Edna took a startled step back when the machine gun appeared out of nowhere. That was certainly an interesting trick. The expression changed into a knowing smile when she remembered he had explained both of his powers at their first meeting.

"Nice trick," Edna said chuckling to herself as she went over to examine the gun. She picked it up off the table, getting a feel for it to see if it would be adequate. The gun was about as big as she was so she stumbled back and forth under the weight, before regaining her balance. "How many more do you have in your little dimension?"

[daaaaaaahling]

Edna's security saw she had a visitor before Lyra had a chance to knock. While most she would just open the door and let them open it themselves, she took a special interest in supers under a certain age. She walked quickly over to the door and flung it open for Lyra.

"Dahling!"

[daaaaaaahling]

"Just 'E' dahling, just 'E'," Edna chided lightly, stepping out of the way for her. While she liked respect, she didn't like the moniker. Plus she wasn't a 'Mrs.' anyway.

"Well come on it dahling, make yourself at home," She gestured toward the couches.

[sable_cloak]

Lamont Cranston walked up to the door, not really certain what had possessed him to allow this woman a license with his image, but figuring at the worst, he might be able to make a connection which could help get some new clothes.

Over his arm was a cloak that had kept him comfortably warm on the way there, and he was in his standard, high-end, dark colored suit. He never went anywhere in the city unarmed, either.

He looked every part the tall, expensively dressed, man-about-town of the 30s as he knocked on the door politely.

[daaaaaaahling]

Edna looked at the security monitor at the new man. 'Hmm,' she thought to herself. She hadn't seen him while they had communicated over the comm, so she couldn't place who he might be yet.

She took the microphone off the table and brought it with her to the door. "Who is it, what do you want?"

[sable_cloak]

"My apologies, I'm Lamont Cranston. We discussed a possible arrangement for a suit earlier, and I seem to have failed to leave my name." He hopes his voice is recognized.

[daaaaaaahling]

Edna had a good memory for meeting people, even if it had only been over the phone, and recognized his voice.

"Ah, come in, come in," Edna said, opening the door for him. She looked up when the door was open to take in his appearance already deciding what type of suit would look best.

[shes_intense]

Brenda pushed the little buzzer bell on the front door, hoping she had the right place. She was geared up for a patrol - her bare knuckled gloves on and paired with black t-shirt and her most beat up jeans and shoes. She even had a little black domino mask now, though that was pushed up into her hair for the moment.

"Ms. Mode?" she said when the door-comm clicked on, "Hi, I'm Brenda, I'm the one with the punching power?"

[daaaaaaahling]

Edna had been watching the new comer curiously until she introduced herself. "Oh, come in, dahling," Edna said releasing the locks on the door from her spot on the couch.

She was slightly wary of the Brenda's power, her genius was staying in her head thank you very much, but couldn't resist the draw of making a suit repellent to it. The girl had seemed nice enough on the comm, and Edna was well protected in her workshop, so Edna decided there would be no problem with getting to know her. Edna did enjoy meeting new supers.