((OOC: Gal is currently on assignment, but since this takes place a couple days ago, she would have been in on the conversation.))
"Wow, the Globetrotters, that would be a game!" Gal was working the stoves, but looked up to Isis. Wheels traveled with wheels, they said. Isis was connected, and it would be great for the Mission and the charity.
"I can't run to save mah' life, but bein' this tall and bein' near impossible to move, I do a good job guarding the lane. Thang, he's got like a two hundred foot vertical, and probably some of the other heroes could play some fun ball."
Isis perks up at Gal's eagerness at this idea. "Well, he doesn' play no more but I bet he knows the current marketin' guy an' it'd take a few days ta set up. Maybe we could rent some stuff from a gadgeteer to loan the globetrotters so they'd be on more even ground. If you don' mind sistah I'm gonna go an' see if I can bang somethin' out." she gives Gal a friendly hug, "Be safe girl." Isis heads out with an excited bounce in her step. She pauses at the door, "Could you ask Sweet what he thinks or should I? I don' even know his number or nothin."
"You roll back through here in a few days, give me a call ahead. I'll invite Thang and his family in for a night, maybe get Sib in and we can all have a regular dinner." She was excited, her hobby had been sports, once. Track and weights back in high school. It was hard to find someone that would spot her on weights anymore, and track was definitely out.
"You take care too, hon." Gal shoved a large plate covered in aluminum foil into the smaller woman's hands. "Corn bread and some other goodies, take it."
((OOC: and Gal hopes to see Isis back in the restaurant soon!))
Isis smiles at the food, "You keep giving me food I'm never gonna leave." and she quickly does so.
Once home Isis decided to wait until tomorrow to make her call. She knew her 'friend' would probably be asleep right now and she was going to have a lot of work ahead of her. So she took a bath and went to bed herself.
Isis woke up early that morning and decided to bust a few Skulls. No matter how many she sent away there always seemed to be more to take their place. It made her sad to see these kids throwing away their lives and at the same time took no pitty on them, knowing that given half a chance they'd corrupt more youths.
Once that was done she went home sat infront ot the phone for a few moments, gathered her strength and made her call, *ring, ring, ring, click* "Hello? Armstrong residence."
Isis closed her eyes, "Hello my brother, how've you been?"
"Wow! Hey sis! Things are great! It's good to hear from you. I hope you haven't been getting into trouble."
She and her brother had been fairly close but they traveled in different circles and had their own intrests, "Well... actually that's what I do now."
"Say what? You get in trouble?"
Isis had tried to put off telling him this but now she had to, "You know about the trouble in Paragon city right?"
"Sure, who doesn't... wait, are you telling me you're in there? You're not doing anything wrong are you? Girl, if mama finds out what you're doing she will rearange..." She cut her brother off, "No, I'm helping. I'm 50 years old you think I'm going to start running with gangs now? Listen, I need a huge favour. Do you still talk to anyone from the globetrotters?"
"Sure, why?"
"I got a game they couldn't refuse. Some friends and I want to bring them here to play against some heroes."
There was a long silence, "You're serious aren't you? What do you need me for?"
"Well, I hoped an old player might have more push and I thought you could hook me up with a good word. It's for a shelter for kids."
"I'll see what I can do but there's no one with super-powers on the team you know. Let me get your number." she game him her number and some ideas she had to make things even for the 'trotters.
After she hung up she went out to the grocery store and got herself some food and made herself a big lunch. As she finished the phone rang. It was the manager for the globetrotters. Isis told him Gal's idea for a charity basketball game and her own ideas to make it even for them.
It seemed though that he had already made his decision. Some of the players had already suggested the idea and this seemed the best moment to take up the offer. They had infact just been cancled out of one place. So now all she had to do was try and get a temporary pass for the Globetrotters. Maybe with a little bribing she could pull it off if all else failed.
[ooc: this is a side story to Gal's place with Isis Jones, Sweet Thang and Gal. The first bit is a conversation but feel free to join in the game]
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"Thang, you don't come down here soon with the Missus and I'm gonna think you got somethin' on the side." She winked to show it was a joke, no more devoted husband did she know, and it wasn't because he was unpopular with the ladies.
"Isis, them kids would be tickled to see the likes of you there," she helped Thang collect the stacks of memorabilia. "I'd bet he's done shown them most of your movies. Compared to that crap they show today..."
She made a very displeased face. Sex, violence and obvious advertisement was what today's movies had, and she preferred anything before the eighties. Isis may have worn small skirts and had a mouth, but she was true and decent in her movies.
"Thang, I got an idea," mind working like crazy, she knew that Ms. Thang's temper was not to trifled with, and Gal had stood toe-to-toe with Dr. Vahz and not batted an eye. "If Isis would care to...how about a charity event? Show the kids that heroes can be fun, too?"
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Isis thought for a moment, "Super power b-ball? How do we d'side who can play or no? I'm normal 'sept I heal fast. That gives someone like Sweet an advantage since he can shoot a lot harder. But maybe... what if I could get a team that don't mind playin against us, an they do it fer charitty too. I just don' know if they can get in here. D'you think those kids know the Globe trotters? One 'a' my class mates was one 'a' them. They're real good, showmen an I bet they might like t'play against the likes of us."
Isis looked between her two friends to see if they had any ideas.