Warehouse District, early Sunday morning

[izzy_on_her_own]

Since going back to her room at the hotel probably wasn't the best idea after the detention raid, Isabel and some of the others had made there way to one of the safe spots in the warehouse district.  It seemed the best place to lay low for the time being.

Since people still needed food, Isabel made a call to a sympathetic barista at the Perk and

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[spoilthatforyou]

You didn't spend as much time out on the streets as Stephanie did without getting a good sense of which NPC townies were on your side, and building up a nice rapport with them. And, it just so happened, she was thinking along the same lines as Isabel.

So shortly after sunrise the Spoiler slipped into the building with a couple of bags slung over one shoulder.

She dumped out the contents of the bag: a bunch of takeout containers from various restaurants around town. It wasn't anything too fancy: chow mein, some plain cheeseburgers, cans of soda, and a few other moddable fast food things. "It's not exactly piping hot, but I thought this might help."

[OOC: Forgot to mention it earlier, but like the normal universe Steph's Spoiler identity shouldn't be common knowledge. If you think your character might know, shoot me an email and we can figure it out.]

[izzy_on_her_own]

Isabel looked up from the small cup of coffee she's been sipping. This was different, but certainly not the strangest thing she'd seen in her time in Fandom. "I didn't realize superheros made deliveries. Thanks."

[spoilthatforyou]

Stephanie grinned. Not that her face was visible through the mask, but if you were looking closely enough you might be able to just make out the contour of one corner of her mouth quirking up beneath the fabric.

"Just call me Santa Claus. Or Robin Hood. Santa Hood? I know a few people who were happy to contribute to the cause. So I called in a few favors."

[izzy_on_her_own]

"How about the Fast Food Fighter?" Isabel teased. "I'd think up a witty tagline but I haven't had nearly enough coffee yet."

"Yeah for favors. I have a feeling a lot of people are on our side, even if they can't show it."

[waveagreenflag]

After doing their part to harass Umbridge's forces, the Preserve Critter Militia as they'd called themselves had retreated back into the woods.

Later, Robin had snuck back into town to get the lay of the land.

Today he was doing what he could to help out, including bringing Billy's stash of medical supplies.

So here he was, two skateboards full of bags of moddable supplies.

And of course, his guitar.

"Everyone okay?"

[izzy_on_her_own]

"I think we got most people taken care of," Isabel said. "But you can check."

[waveagreenflag]

Robin nodded. "Well it's here if you need it." he said. "Did, did we win?" He did see a number of familiar faces that he hadn't seen in quite a while.

[izzy_on_her_own]

"We got people out of detention. But for the moment Umbridge is still in charge." One battle down, the rest of the war to go.

[captivevisions]

Phoebe crept out of where she had been sitting within the shadows and smiled hopefully.

"Caffeine?" Her voice was soft because she was still expecting that she was going to wake up and be back in her prison with weird oatmeal and other cold stuff.

[izzy_on_her_own]

"Caffeine and first choice of the bagels," Isabel smiled. "They're still warm."

[captivevisions]

Phoebe smiled back at her.

"That will be a definite change," Phoebe said as she reached for one of the bagels. "Gods, these smell wonderful."

[izzy_on_her_own]

"Indulge then. Have two. Or maybe some of the fast food our masked friend dropped off." To Isabel's eye, Phoebe could probably stand to gain a pound or two. "If it's cold I can warm it up," she said, wiggling her fingers.

[screwedbyfates]

"Feed me and I will love you forever," Eve declared from where she sat, half keeping a discreet eye on Phoebe. Their relationship was... complicated. Just because one part of it was over now that they were out didn't mean the friendship wasn't still there, and friends kept an eye on their friends.

[izzy_on_her_own]

"That kind of pledge when I only have bagels? Wow, what would have happened if I turned up with steak?" she asked, studying Eve as she wondered how to talk to her about Savannah. Which of course led to worrying about exactly where Savannah was at the moment.

[screwedbyfates]

"Steak might just've earned you sexual favors," Eve joked. "Or a favor to call in at any time. Whichever you'd have been happier with."

Her sense of humor was starting to return.

[izzy_on_her_own]

"I might have to make a run to the Outback then," Isabel replied. "I might need a favor or two."

[intheceiling]

K-Mart raised a hand. "I'm hungry," she said timidly, almost as though she were afraid that was the wrong answer.

[izzy_on_her_own]

Figuring it would be easier for people to help themselves, Isabel started pulling a few of the crates that were scattered around to use as a table. "Come on over. The bagels are still warm."

[intheceiling]

"Warm? Actually warm, not just lukewarm?" That nearly blew K-Mart's mind, but she happily scooted over to the makeshift table.

[izzy_on_her_own]

"Freshly baked and still warm enough to melt butter if that's your thing." And if it wasn't, well that's what the alien powers were for.