Just one of those days...

[nottomcat]

Tommy was trying as hard as he could to get his act together for...well, everything. the attack on his apartment meant that Tommy now has a very large target on his head. Freakin' immortal-cavemen-supervillian-apartment-blowing-up assholes

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[nation_jsa]

"Heya kid," Ted said, walking over to his son, clapping him on the back. "Glad ya could make it. Got something I want to talk to you about. Also, got someone I want ya to meet..."

Granted, if she ever got there.

[nottomcat]

"O...kay. Is it about my apartment?" Tommy asks as he looks around, trying to figure out who he's supposed to be meeting.

"Who am I gonna be meeting?"

[nation_jsa]

"Not exactly, kid," Ted said.

"Gotta a girl from the JSA comin' over. She's runnin' a bit late."

[nottomcat]

"A girl? Is she the secretary or something?" Tommy asks, confused.

"Whats the JSA gotta do with me? I'm a nobody."

[nottomcat]

the walk to the apartment is very short. A block and a half away, and the destruction left from the first attack from vandal Savage becomes obvious. A gaping hole in the wall of one of the buildings surrounded by scorch marks indicates where Tommys apartment used to be.

Tommy led them into the first floor, to a cramped apartment at least half the size of his previous one.

"Sorry, but this isn't the most comfortable place. Here, have a seat," tommy offers as he cracks a window open and lights a cigarette. The seats in question are a beat up recliner and a small, shredded couch.

[windywitch]

"It's okay," Maxine said, taking a seat on the couch. "It has...character. Yeah, that's it. Character."

[nation_jsa]

Ted rolled his eyes, sitting down on the recliner. "Yeah. Character. Listen, kid- we got rooms at the Brownstone, if ya want to crash there instead of this dump."

Yeah....he's not so keen on his son's current residence.

[nottomcat]

Rooms? There? Meaning he didn't have to stay in this cramped little dump?

Tommy kind of slumps down into the nearest seat, plopping on the couch next to Maxine with a heavy *thump*.

"Really? Wow, this is...it's a lot to take in right now," Tommy says, the surprise in his voice obvious while the cigarette burns away between his lips.

To the Brownstone

[nottomcat]

Although the Brownstone is the proverbial hop-skip-and jump from Tommys apartment, its still across the borough. So Tommy, Ted, and Maxine are walking the way to the famed JSA Brownstone.

Re: To the Brownstone

[nation_jsa]

Ted was thinking to himself of where Tommy would end up. He was oddly happy that Tommy was staying to the Brownstone now. But for a more immediate matter at hand, he slinks up next to Tommy.

"Hey kid, when's the last time you ate a good meal? Last I saw, Ma had a whole baked chicken in the fridge and I got a few cold ones stored away in my room. How about we celebrate yer joining tonight?"

Re: To the Brownstone

[nottomcat]

Tommys bag seemed awfully heavy as he walked. he knew that it was a good idea to go to the Brownstone, but there was something nagging at him. It was a part of him that thought this was a terrible idea. He had been excited when Pops told him about him about joining the JSA, but now...

Tommy was kind of shaken out of his funk by the question.

"Uh...i dunno, Pops. I've been broke for a couple months now, so its not like I could do much."

Tommy thinks for a second.

"Who's Ma?"

Re: To the Brownstone

[nation_jsa]

"Ma Hunkel. She takes care of everything around the Brownstone. She used to be the first Red Tornado." Ted pops his neck and his shoulder. He then whispers to Tommy.

"And you can keep beer in the main fridge, but I'm warning you, speedsters can pack it away. If you don't want Jay drinking your beer, you stash it away."