Andreas
Mission inventory
-Large Coffin
- 50 pounds cash

When there is no more room in hell, the dead will walk the earth.

Eh. Or something like that, Morgan Astrodale really only rises out of her grave for some grub, among a few other things. Code name 'Morgue' for her unlively appearance and frankenstien-esq stature, She wanders the streets of the riverside district for two things. A bone to pick, and bones to pick clean.

Morgue doesn't make an effort to hide herself in any manner, hard to with her build, and the giant coffin strapped to her back. It does make it difficult to get through doors, but she manages. When finally she arrives at the bar and grill, she has to take it off to enter, but puts it back on once she's inside. No doubt she looks like a villain right now, to the horrified faces watching her stroll up to the counter.

Still she minds her own business.

"Excuse me?" Her gruff and deep voice bellows. "Might I get a two-piece chicken and corn with mashed potatoes on the side? Oh, with the biggest Glass of water you can get me. Please"
Laura
"*Oh yeah, sure one moment.*"

The girl behind the counter had yet to even look at Morgue, her eyes focused on the phone in her hands as her thumbs furiously texted something. Once she was done she looked up and proceeded to drop said phone with a look of shock on her face,

"*Shit- ah I'm sorry. Uh right away. Will you be sitting indoors or outside on the riverfront?*"

She had taken out a small notepad and appeared to be jotting down the order she had just received.
Andreas
It wasn't fast, but Morgan saw it coming from a mile away. She leant over, catching the device just in time before it fell to the floor. Phones nowadays can be so delicate and costly to replace, at least it wasn't one of those new touch screen ones. 

"Outside, if that's possible" She said with a blank expression, setting the phone on the counter and gently sliding it back over to the employee.

"It's rather pretty out there today, just the right amount of clouds." A tiny smile crept up on her a she looked down towards the ground, feeling ashamed for her muscles even pulling the ends of her lips so tight.
Laura
"*Uh of course, of course! Just take a seat out there any seat! We'll come out with your order. Just please don't hurt anyone... Please.*"

She motioned to the side door that seemed to lead outside to a series of tables on a small enclosed area of grassy riverbank saved from nearby urban development. Several of the tables were taken but there were quite a few avalible. One was situated between A family of four on one side and a group of business men on the other.

Further long there was a table situated closer to a group of older teenage girls, most likely school friends. There was one other table available but this one was further from the river and closer to the entrance of the building proper, isolated and away from people.
Andreas
Morgan didn't see the need for the rude assumption, but then again, perhaps it was just a part of being a cape with a burly figure. She tried not to pay it any mind as she took the seat between the family and businessmen. She set the Coffin down beside her, it's cutesy aesthetic she hoped would be more appreciated once it was off her back. She spent a lot of time dressing it up.

Just then as she seated herself, she realized something. Wasn't she supposed to pay at the counter? Oh god, she hopes she doesn't. Maybe this was one of those pay after you eat kind of resturants? It doesn't matter, a payment will be made before she leaves, she will be certain of it.
Laura
Finding her seat Morgan realised the view from this place was quite nice. Well, about as ncie as one could expect in the middle of a city. Aside from being next to the river, which despite running through the centre of a city was very clean, she had a clear view into the cityscape expanding into the horizon. Thousands of buildings of varying designs, skyscrapers piercing the sky. Most notable Vanguard HQ to the north and the Tower to the south east. Both of them towering over nearby buildings.

"*Who are you?*"

The voice came from behind her coffin where a young girl in a dress stood, no older than 8 maybe 9. Morgan recognised her as a part of the family she had sat next to, a family that didn't seem to have noticed their child was gone.
Andreas
The hulking hero leant forward and gently smiled at the child. Though her appearance was monstrous, her smile was well taken care of. " Morgan, but you can call me Morgue." Her voice softly rumbled. "What is your name?" 

Perhaps the worries could wait, this was part of why she kept going outside despite her milky white eyes and aged hair, and the massiveness of her frame. A chance, out of many, to soften herself to the people of this fair city. In all it's beauty and splendor, she wished to be a part of it, to protect it. She took a napkin from her table and stole one more glance and smirk at the girl peeking from behind her coffin.

Then, she started to fold the napkin, carefully, delicately. This took a lot of practice since her trigger, adjusting to the new form was.. Difficult, but she managed. She became skilled enough even, to do this- before long, there was a cute little paper swan sitting on the table. "Cool, yeah?" She spoke, gently nudging it towards the kid.
Laura
"*That's a strange name!*"

The girls face bore a friendly grin.

"*My name's Annie. Are you a superhero?*"

She asked as her eyes lit up at the sight of the carefully folded paper swan. In almost a leap she sat down opposite and picked up the swan. Carefully moving it in her hand as she examined it closely.

"*This is really cool. How did you make it?*"

As the girl spoke a woman walked up to the table a dropped off a large jug of water along with a smaller drinking glass.
Andreas
_'Annie? That's a pretty name'_ Morgue thought to herself. A warm, barely noticeable smile spread across her cheeks when Annie asked if she was a hero, and it only grew wider when she admired the paper swan. Morgue gave a gentle nod and "Thanks" To the woman dropping off the water, and poured herself a glass as she answered her new audience of one.

" I am, a hero that is. As for the swan- it's origami. The art of folding paper. Do you want to try? I can teach you how to do one." 

Origami wasn't something Morgan ever saw her self getting into before gold morning. When she became bedridden, it was clear any of her normal activities were off the table, and her father looked for things she could do even in her week state. On a whim, he looked into paper crafts, got her a little table set up and some paper, and she clung particularly quick to origami. It took diligence, skill, and practice, it was no replacement for sports, but it was something.

She produced a sheet for Annie, and one for her self, from her pocket. Small note papers, just the perfect size for some quick and easy time wasting folding. Morgan passed it her way and moved her glass and the pitcher to clear some space for them. "Okay, are you ready Annie? We're going to make a heart."
Laura
"*Sure!*"

Annie hopped up on the seat opposite Morgue that same innocent smile on her face. Morgue recognised it for what it was, the face of a girl born after the end. A face that didn't know what had been lost, a face that could see the wonders of the world she lived in without being shackled by the knowledge of what once was.

"*I'm ready!*"

The girl bobbed her head side to side as she watched in anticipation. Ready to learn whatever the cape had to offer.
Andreas
That look of innocence on Annie's face was a joy to see. Morgue believed it was for the better that way, to have a world now where the horrors they faced were, for now, so far reduced from the years past. Would it ever go away? Perhaps not, but heroes fought to keep the peace- even in the tiniest of ways.

Morgue was sure to go slow for Annie, she didn't want to overwhelm the poor girl. Her instructions were concise and thorough, using simple language and demonstration, and most of all- _Patience_. It was something Morgue learned to have a lot of in times like these. Patience and Compassion solved many issues, and was a good first solution with back ups incase they didn't work. Where the power bestowed upon her warped her strength and form, she took plenty effort to learn delicate movement and approach. 

It took trial and error but, mistakes were natural, they helped teach. Before long, the two of them had little origami hearts in their hands, two colorful pieces of art. Beauty in an otherwise turbulent new world.

"See, wasn't so hard was it? You wanna go show your family?" Her voice was gentle, encouraging.
Laura
Annie listened quietly as she attempted to make her origami. Seemingly enjoying this new activity. Now that she had the paper heart in her hands she gave Morgue the biggest smile that seemed physically possible for her and nodded.

"*Yeah! I'll go show them now!*"

She hopped off the seat and ran over to her family, excitedly showing them her heart. As she did the sound of a plate being placed on the table brought Morgue's attention to the waiter placing her freshly cooked food in front of her. For its price it looked very high quality and clearly this establishment took pride in its food. Smiling, the waiter gave Morgue a small nod.

"*Enjoy. Is there anything else I can get you*?"
Andreas
Watching little Annie run off with a new skill and a bright joyful smile, Morgue new she was gonna be okay. The sound of the plate hitting her table almost wasn't enough to shake her from the dream she felt she was in, just being able to make someone smile. 

Morgue turned to face the waiter, surprising to find them smiling. Where before, she'd gotten eyes and even a dreadful reaction from the worker at the host stand, the tension seemed to be lifted. Perhaps it was the display with the origami and the girl? Who could be for certain, but the air seemed much clearer.

"Actually" Morgue started, garbing her glass of water and taking a big gulp before continuing "I was wondering, when do I pay for my meal? I don't go out to eat often and I want to make sure I'm not skipping out on anything." Morgue's head was a little low in embarrassment for having to ask, but just thinking about how she scared that poor hostess..
Laura
The waiters body seemed to tense up at the mention of payment, her body shifting weight nervously.

"*Uh.. Well normally you pay at the end of the meal... But the manager said you're on the house.*"

Their hands fidgeted with the small notebook they held. They turned their head away from Morgue, looking absently towards the city stretching out across the river.

"*We don't want any trouble...*"

The voice was quiet, almost a whisper. A slight tremble betraying the undertones of fear.
Andreas
A stinging sensation struck morgue in the chest. Strange, as she'd not been run through by any blade or shot by any gun. Even if she had, she wouldn't have felt it very much. Her smile broke down some as she realized just why she was hurting.

'its okay' she told herself, reaching in her pocket for cash she'd stashed away to pay for the meal. 'it's going to take more than a smile and some paper to win over the people of New London, you knew that.' quickly she lifted her head up and gently held out the 50£ bill towards the waitress. " Then, and it will be no trouble from me I promise you, I'd like to pay for the meal of the family a table over" She said quietly , a low rumble from her voice as she whispered and pointed covertly at the table where Annie had run off to. " As for me, I'll be quick with my meal, and be on my way, is that alright?"
Laura
"*Uh..*"

They looked down at the offered note, seemingly considering it heavily in their mind. Their hand reached out and took it and slipped it into a small pouch affixed to their hip.

"*That alright, I'm sure they will be very grateful.*"

They managed to crack a small smile, but it was clearly forced, before turning and heading back into the building. Morgue now alone once again could take the sights and sounds of the world around her in whilst enjoying her food. In the distance of the cityscape Dreadnought could be seen skimming the top of buildings heading in the direction of the Tower. The relative peace of the peace of the world seemed to shatter as Tyre's screeched a short distance away. Some people clearly considered the rules of the road suggestions.
Andreas
Morgue was about finished with her meal by the time she stopped watching dreadnought. She was entranced by the Alexandria package. The woman's brightly colored cape was something she felt proud and hopeful to see sometimes out of the hospital room window even just a year ago. Even in her dying state, she could smile, seeing someone like her, made it big. Made headlines, in a good way. 

In a way, she wanted to do the same, but morgue knew that it would be a far harder task for her than anyone else, today reminded her of that. As the screech of the car echos in the air, she is snapped from her the _tran_ce, she cleans up her area and tucks in her chair after she's done.

She strode out of the bar and grill, filled with hope, from Annie, from dreadnought... Espite the struggles the masses present.
Laura
The world had ended, millions had died and billions suffered still. Yet on this day as Morgue left the restaurant filled with hope, that hope spread to those around her. Like a flame it took only a spark to spread and Annie would remember today. Sure she didn't get much material goods out of this excursion save for a nice meal but a few hours later a post would appear on PHO talking about the friendly cape and her interactions with the public. Discussion speculating on her powers soon followed.