Suzy dragged Captain America into a salon chair, "Guess I shouldn't keep repeating myself, but if Wanda has become a classical stay at home 50's style home maker with an obsession of having little ones of her own, she ought to have a husband that complements that ideal. A bread winner, strong and handsome, a man who reflects the ideals of a man from either the 50s or 60s. That's what I'm aiming for and what I'm doing."
Mitzi put Tony Stark up on a slab, "What do people always say about you, Stark? Your a handsome playboy genius type? Well, what if I made you about as smart as a House Bunny and just as sexy? Get ready to be the kinda gal you spend all your time chasing. Plus side, your getting back your thrash metal hair," she giggled to her sleeping beauty.
Yummi looked over Quicksilver, "Your sister has gone the domestication route. I'm thinking twins are fun, but only if their opposites. Get ride of that rude little dick of yours. Make you the hot little cock tease of the group. Your power is speed, might as well make you the Fast One of the group if you get the joke..." she laughed to herself.
Dee Dee tittered over Clint Barton, "Always liked you, Hawkguy. Easy going guy, has the balls to be on a super team with only a bow and arrow, hard luck bastard, with small beginnings. Thinking to myself, why not make him the kind of guy I'd like to fuck along with giving him powers to really protect the world. And the salon's interests. Not talking those size changing powers, something with real zip. Maybe play up that bad boy angle you always have going on. Every group needs a bad boy, considering what Mitzi is currently doing to Stark..."
Brenda smiled at Sam Wilson, "Heard conflicting accounts of your origins: Captain America fan boy turned super hero, US Marine given a bad ass flight suit, or maybe you are Slipping Sammy the outrageous pimp from across 110th street. Thinking of playing that angle a bit, put a little ghetto in ya. But the fun kind, big tits, round ass, curly hair. Make you all street wise and shit. But your still a fan of Cap's. Figure the old man was due a female sidekick by now. Thinking what sort of power your missing, bird guy and everything. Sonic scream? We'll cross that bridge when we get there, won't we Sammi?"
***
He finally found an excuse to leave the office, get some fresh air, gain a little distance from the intoxicating aroma that was Willow Fisk. He was meeting with some fast allies out here anyways.
Spider-Man swung in right on que, "Hey, DD, long time no see. Said this was important?"
The other came out of the shadows wearing a tasteful white suit with white gloves. He wore a white mask with a crescent moon on his forehead, "This better be good, Daredevil. I was working a case."
Old Hornhead frowned at him, "Can it, Moon Knight, nothing is as important as what I'm going to tell you."
"On the contrary, Gavin Mason was very close to cracking who is the Queenpin of crime," Moon Knight referenced one of his personalities he was wearing this week, or hour.
"Its Karen Page." Daredevil flatly stated. Moon Knight and Spider-Man exchanged glances, "Karen Page, Matt Murdock's secretary? I you sure?" Moon Knight asked. "Yeah, DD, your guy sounds off the mark. No pun intended MK," Spidey joked.
"I'm sure. It all has to do with the New U Salon," Daredevil grimaced. He explained everything that's happened, all the data he's collected, the evidence proving him right. "If you don't believe me I can get Willow Fisk on the phone right now."
"Not an issue," Moon Knight pulled out his phone, "Hello, Nelson and Murdock? This is private detective Gavin Mason calling to give important information on a case I'm working on to a Mister Mathew Murdock. He's not in? Whom am I speaking with? Willow Fisk, eh? Inform him that I've called. He has my number," he hung up, "I believe you."
"Yeah, I got no issues either. Knew that fuck with Felicia was too good to be true," Peter sighed under his breath, "What's our play?"
"I...I... have no idea. They can take down Thor what shot do we have? I'm currently playing chess with them and that's only because I amuse them. As soon as we do some actual damage, its probably over for me. At best I've mitigated some damage, but even then." Daredevil sighed.
Moon Knight nodded, "Why not play to their strengths for now to see their weaknesses. I'm certain there are other criminals we'd like seen taken off the map without death involved," He pulled out a list from his utility belt hidden by his suit blazer.
Spider-Man notched the snub nose six shooter on his person, "Sup with the gun, Tex?"
Moon Knight shrugged, "Its for when I'm playing PI. Must of forgotten to take it off."
"Fair enough, no need for that list though. I got a Rogue's gallery that's ripe for the picking." Spidey interrupted.
"The target? I'm buying, considering your constant financial woes." Moon Knight felt generous, Marc Spector was the rich personality after all.
"Easy, Norma Osborn, the Green Goblin," Spider-Man answered, "He's had it coming for a while."
"And what do you want done to him," MK asked as he looked towards DD, "sharing the salon's number would be a great idea, by the way."
Spidey pondered this as DD shared with Moon Knight.
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