Emma decided to spend her day off out in Central Park and then she'd wander around and maybe window shop or see what fun she could get into. She had started her morning with her usual cup of coffee and then got dressed. But instead of her usual t-shirt and jeans, Emma donned a workout tank and jacket with a pair of loose fitting stretchy pants and tennis shoes. She had her rolled yoga mat slung over her shoulder and her water bottle in hand.

She began making her way to Central Park. She heard that it was really pretty and was grateful to finally go somewhere outdoors to practice her yoga. Who knows, maybe she would even go for a run as well. She always remembered to bring her ipod with her for good music to workout to.

When Emma got to Central Park, she decided she would start with a run and look for an area that would be great for yoga and people watching. She began running and passed people walking and playing with their dogs, saw others running close by, people playing music, showcasing their talents for tips, and even passed by some really big fountains. She loved this park. It was so big and there were so many interesting things going on around her. After she made a little over a lap around the park, she found an area not far from where she saw people playing with their dogs to spread her mat out and begin her stretches and poses she had learned and new ones she was still working on. She put some slow, relaxing music on to play on her ipod and began with some simple leg stretches to counteract the burn in her legs from the run she had.

As Emma held poses, she people watched and noticed that there were definitely some interesting people who lived in New York. Though she had no idea just how interesting some would turn out to be.

The sun drew the New York hermits out of their hovels and holes, enticing them to the green spaces that were few and far between. Gina was one such resident, enticed to the green spaces. While some people had far more elaborate plans in-mind... picnics and outings and other such things. Gina, however, was much simpler. She was splayed out on a blanket, on her stomach, the sun shining down upon her wings. Her head was turned sideways upon her girlfriend's leg, and Gina was altogether too comfortable to consider moving. If the sun wasn't enough, the occasional hand through Gina's hair was. The gargoyle smiled dopily the gesture, adjusting her sunglasses.

"I know... that this is really great timing..." Nessa began.

"Noooo..." Gina groaned, half-serious.

"But I really have to pee."

"Un-ac-ceptable," the gargoyle declared, pouting, "Pillows aren't allowed to pee. It's the law."

"Gi-naaaa."

No response.

"I'll be quick, I promise."

"I'm dating a criminal." But the gargoyle released her, crossing her arms beneath her chin. Through the lenses of her sunglasses, Gina watched Nessa retreat.

"I'll be super quick!"

"I'll time you!"

The gargoyle nestled her head into her own arms, sighing. This was a very good way to spend a sunny day.

Emma's eye caught a couple not too far away. She watched them for a few moment and saw that one left and the other stayed laying on the blanket. She noticed that she had grey toned skin, wings, and had horns. "Why do all of those components together make me think of a gargoyle?", she thought to herself. Emma was starting to see more and more diversity in the types and kinds of powers people around New York had. And she thought that gargoyle-like lady and what appeared to be her girlfriend (based on how they were laying beforehand) were incredibly cute.

Yet, she found herself wanting to find a way to go over and copy the woman's power. She hadn't ever passed on a power like that before and thought it might be an interesting one to have for a little while. With her power and understanding how it worked, she often times had urges to collect powers a couple at a time that she found interesting or mystery ones. When she would bestow powers to people, sometimes it was by accident and other times, she was just curious as to what she got; although she wouldn't think twice about bestowing one if you ticked her off or where rude to her. There were times when she did get some enjoyment out of it, but others it was just out of sheer curiousity. She wondered if she would ever be able to tell what a power did once she copied it without having to see it or bestow it. Maybe if she kept working at it, she eventually would get there.

Emma kept watching them as she schemed a plan and excuse to touch her and copy her power. There were dog owners nearby playing frisbee. Maybe she could intercept it or maybe she would play like she was gonna run some more and "accidentally trip". An even better idea came to mind. She could pose as someone needing directions. She just needed the right moment.

Emma was careful not to stare, but continued her yoga stretches and poses to masquerade her watching. Emma's powers might not have been directly beneficial to her, but she was rather enjoying herself with learning and controlling it. She was always trying to think of ways to test her limits.

Through the tinted lenses of her sunglasses, Gina watched Nessa go. She watced until her girlfriend disappeared around the crest of another hill, and then she laid her head back down upon her own folded arms with a sigh. The tip of her tail twitched idly, wings were splayed out in a most relaxed (but not fully-extended) fashion. Life was good, the sunlight was good... everything was good.

Gina was blissfully unaware of the eyes that were upon her. Truth be told, she was blissfully unaware of... pretty much all of her surroundings. For, in that moment, she'd nodded off. She was just so cozy and, being predisposed to a more nocturnal circadian rhythm, sun-induced naps were nearly impossible to resist. In her sleepy unawares, the gargoyle shifted sighed. On a day like this, and behind the darkened lenses of her sunglasses, she could easily be mistaken as a less-sleepy sunbather.

Emma finished her stretches after a few minutes and rolled her mat up so as to go walking around the park some more. Maybe. Or she might go for another run or something. Emma wasn't quite sure on what she wanted to do yet.

But she did notice that the gargoyle like lady has relaxed quite a bit and it seemed like she was drifting off into a nap. Emma noticed that her water bottle was getting quite low and would need to be refilled. It would be the perfect excuse to go over and touch the lady.

With her rolled mat on her shoulder and an excuse in hand, Emma walked over toward the sunbathing and dozing lady. Emma's hands began to tingle and it grew in intensity the close she got. Emma then quietly and gently touched the calf of the gargoyle lady's left leg. She hoped she wouldn't wake her, but was ready just in case she did. Maybe she would be a heavy sleeper.

She also looked around in case the lady friend came back from wherever she went. She wasn't looking for trouble unless she had to. She just wanted to copy a power and be on her way.

There were certain things you learned, as a physical mutant. One was to never entirely let your guard down. People thought visible mutations were an invitation to pull stupid antics. The sort of "pay you five bucks if you yank the mutants tail" kind of stupid antics (which freaking hurt, by the way...). Someone touched her leg. It was enough to immediately jar Gina from sleep, and her eyes flicked open.

What the Hell?

She knew Nessa's touch well enough to know that the hand hadn't belonged to her girlfriend. As such, it was not invited. No remotely. Gina remained frozen. What kind of person touched an apparently-sleeping mutant?

Quite a few people, actually... they probably wanted to see if her skin felt stone-y. Gina would reprimand them if they touched her again. From behind the darkened lenses of her shades, her eyes were open, but she didn't turn to look at them. She listened. She waited.

Emma could suddenly tell that she had woken up. She didn't stir, but she could tell the slight tense when she realized someone was touching her. Emma said quietly, "I'm sorry to bother you, but I wanted to ask if you knew where the nearest water fountain was. My bottle is getting low and it's my first time every being in this park. I'm kinda lost trying to find my way around here."

Emma hoped that she hadn't made the gargoyle like lady upset. She didn't wanna deal with confrontation and cause a scene. She paused for a moment to see how the lady would react. "I saw you and your lady friend earlier while I was doing yoga. Ya'll are very cute together. I hope I can find a girl like that to spend my days with."

Emma smiled and tried to be charming. She could only imagine what it was like to be a mutant with visible aspects. Her wings though were totally awesome. Emma could only imagine what it would feel like to fly in the air. It was probably so cool. In that respect, Emma was just a little jealous of the gargoyle lady and how their mutations were different. Sonetimes she wished her mutation was a bit more useful to her, instead of just something to pass from person to person.

The scene in the park had not gone unnoticed. There was a golden retriever not far from the bench, gym bag wrapped oddly on his back as he sort of lay under a nearby tree, enjoying the rare bit of sun as wind ruffled his shaggy golden fur.

But the dog's blue eyes fixed on the scene. He'd heard every word, thanks to his hearing, and he thought the couple was rather cute. Different. Interesting even. Then, the gargoyle-girl lay down, and some other chick came up. Sure, all the girls in this little exchange had been attractive in their own way, but he couldn't really think about that. He was happily taken after all.

But this was rather interesting as the blond woke up the gargoyle--by accident. What the hell had she been doing? Why--you know what, maybe it was best that he didn't ask. Some people were into weird ****, and others were just off their rocker.

His head tilted to the side. There was a water fountain not six feet from him, maybe twenty feet from her. Well, it wasn't a bad lie. Wasn't a good one either.

The shifter just stayed still, intent to see on how all of this played out.

Gina sat-up when the girl spoke, sliding her sunglasses on. Something felt fishy about the unwelcomed touch on her leg, but Gina was a polite person first and foremost. She wrapped her tail around her legs and cast a sidelong glance towards the bathroom. The building had two sides, Mens' restrooms and Womens' restrooms. Between the two entrances, a trio of water fountains at varying heights.

"Over there," the gargoyle said.

Gina thought that would be enough, but the blond kept talking mentioning how she'd seen Gina with her girlfriend. Which means... it was possible she'd seen Nessa walk to the bathroom and could have, potentially seen the drinking fountain. More suspicion. God, Nessa, hurry back. A sharp flick crept into her tail, and persisted for a few waggles. Flick... flick... flick...

"Thank you..." Gina smiled, "Just keep your eyes peeled, someone will happen along."

Emma smiled and thanked the gargoyle lady. She had, in fact, not seen where the girlfriend had walked off to. Just that she had left. She hadn't kept watch on them that closely and was doing several stretches which had her bending and twisting around quite a bit.

Emma looked over in the direction that the gargoyle lady had directed and laughed slightly embarrassed as she said, "Wow, I feel so stupid. I didn't even see it over there. I guess I must have overlooked it. I get kinda anxious when I'm somewhere new, but thank you so much for your help. And I hope someone does come along."

Emma then waved goodbye and started to walk over to the indicated water fountain. She smiled and thought about how cool that mutation was, still kind of envious and pondering what flying would feel like. As she approached the fountain and was filling her bottle up, she noticed a golden retriever with what looked like a back pack strapped to his back. She sported a confused look on her face for a moment, but then thought that maybe he was a guide dog or something. She looked back over to the dog after she was finished with the fountain, but noticed no owner was around or near him. Maybe they had gone to the bathroom? But surely, the dog would have went with them in case they needed something or help.

Emma slowly walked over in the direction of the dog. She wondered if he was friendly and stuck her hand out slightly as she got closer to him so he/she could smell her. But as she got closer to him, her hand started to tingle. "That's weird. That normally only happens around people with mutations. Is he even really a dog?", Emma thought to herself.

She kneeled down close to him and since he seemed friendly, she started to pet him. He rolled over and she started giving him belly rubs. She rested her hand on his tummy for a moment and the tingling in her hand stopped. "You're so friendly and cute. Do you have an owner around here, boy?", she said, playfully.

Jay continued watching the exchange, but then as the creeper blond woman started to walk towards the water fountain, he plopped over his belly, enjoying the sunshine again. Besides, maybe the drama wasn't over, and he did have to make sure he was acting 'doggy' enough. Yeah..that woman was the creepy one, yet he liked to spy on people in shift. But it was different because he wasn't going around feeling anyone up.

And then...the woman was addressing him, and he wiggled on his belly a little as she spoke. Creepy or not, she was pretty. And gave damn good belly rubs. His tongue lolled out of his mouth as his leg kicked a little from the rubbing. He couldn't exactly answer her, so he just kept up the act, tail wagging happily as he sort of positioned himself to check her out a little. No harm in looking, right?

Gina watched the blonde go, a frown tugging at one corner of her mouth. Uuuggghhh, people sometimes. They thought mutation automatically meant "petting zoo" and thought they could touch whoever they wanted. The whole "looking for the water fountain" thing was a nice recovery though. The twitch that had crept into her tail refused to go away.

Gina clasped onto her tail, which flailed like a fish in her taloned grasp. If she didn't calm down, Nessa would know something was up. Aw, who was she kidding, she'd probably tell Nessa about it anyways, and Nessa would probably symphathize with her.

She watched the lady, still on-guard, hoping that she wouldn't give Nessa grief as she left the bathroom. Gina could handle people f***ing with her, but god help the soul who bothered her loved ones.

Emma waited for a few minutes to see if anyone cam to claim the dog.
When no one did, Emma became curious. She didn't know what kind of reaction this would get her, but she had to figure out if her mutation was being wonky or if something had changed. She knew she could bestow to humans and mutants, but this was a dog and her hand tingled. Was he a mutant dog? Could animals even get mutations like that?

Emma smiled at the golden retriever. She gave him a few more belly rubs and scratched behind his ears. He was so adorable that she almost didn't wanna do what she was pondering, but there was really only one way to find out. Emma petted the goldie in front of her and said softly, "Well, here goes nothing. I've gotta figure it out one way or another. Can I bestow to animals too or are you just a wolf in sheep's clothing? Don't hate me if you're the latter. "Emma then took a few steps back away from the dog and held her hands out towards him. She concentrated and focused on what she was trying to do. She then felt a mutation leave her hands and bestowed the dog.

What was going to happen next? Emma would have to stay tuned and wait to see what the result of all of this would be. Hopefully it wouldn't end in an uproar or mass panic. Even if it did, she could run. She was pretty fast and could fight if need be.

Creepy or not, this girl gave damn good belly rubs. To bad he was a dog right now, eh? He slightly chuckled at the thought, as the dog's blue eyes closed. But then he heard something.

"Well, here goes nothing. I've gotta figure it out one way or another. Can I bestow to animals too or are you just a wolf in sheep's clothing? Don't hate me if you're the latter."

His eyes popped open. Not only was that super creepy, but what the ever-loving f*ck?!?

Over the course of maybe ten seconds, his body began to involuntarily shift, but it wasn't like his usual shifting. This wasn't instant, though it still only took several seconds, but he could feel his body and muscles shifting and stretching. And something wasn't right; he felt as though something was jutting from his back as his fur turned.....gray and scaly? Horns jutted from his head, and his fingers and toes became more clawed. He hopped to his feet, not noticing his bag had fallen to the ground, the strap torn by the appearance of wings.

He was shaking a little, as he eyed the creepy blond woman. "What the f*** did you do?!?" he shouted, his voice as shaky as his body was.

He hadn't even taken the time to realize that on top of the new mutation, he was naked.

If Gina had been drinking anything, it would've been a spit-take. She was still watching the creeper-lady from afar, rubbing the dog's tummy and then suddenly... there was a naked guy who looked very, very much like a gargoyle.

Gina got, to her feet, gawking at the scene. He looked like her! Except a dude! And naked! Butt naked. The gargoyle blushed at the sight, obviously concerned but also... very confused. Very, very confused. Their stuff would be okay for a few minutes if she... went and investigated right? The gargoyle descended down the grassy knoll, glancing at the stark-naked gargoyle-guy, then towards creeper lady.

"A-are you not usually... like this?" she asked the naked guy, doing her best to ignore his pantsless-ness, but the intense blush on her cheeks indicated that she was well aware of his state of undress.