THE XAVIER INSTITUTE OF HIGHER LEARNING

Mission Log #10

>>SIM START<<
<Rogue> @@
<Iceman> @@
<Storm> @@
<Cyclops> Alright people, we're in the middle of a battle with the mutant terrorist organization. It was an ambush.. but we're holding our own. Shadowfox was injured and Marvel Girl had to take him away. I called Shadowcat, Rogue and Angel over to come help.
<Cyclops> any questions
<Angel> Which MTO?
<Colossus> no
<Storm> Nope.
<Cyclops> They have no name, they're just a random group of people.
<Iceman> None here
<Ethan> What was going on, in Storm and myself's area of the battlefield, again?
<Persephone> I'm not sure what happened as well. -_-;
<Cyclops> There's a lizard creature on the roof, Storm is actually inside the pier..house thing.
<Ethan> Didn't we fry the lizard creature thing?
<Angel> "Do you know what happens to a lizard when it's struck by lightning?"
<Cyclops> It gets really pissed off
<Rogue> ..so where are we?
<Persephone> They get an oscar?
<Cyclops> San Francisco, pier 6
<Rogue> Oh... so we never left from when we were at the bridge..
<Cyclops> yeah we did.. it's the next day
<Persephone> I had to leave for a bit. I'm going to be totally lost. ;_;
<Rogue> Okay..
<Cyclops> any more questions?
<Angel> Just show me who to smother with these mammoth feather pillows.
<Cyclops> the piers are miles away from the Golden Gate Bridge. heh
<Cyclops> that's alright, it will be all cleared up when we start
<Iceman> You're right in front of me, Syd heh.
>>SIM START<<
LOCATION> PIER 6, SAN FRANCISCO, CALIFORNIA
SCENE> THE ORGANIZATION HAS JUST STARTED TO POUR ON THEIR ATTACK AFTER INCAPACITATING SHADOWFOX.. WE HAVE BEEN GOING FOR A FEW MINUTES, SO IT'S NOT TOO BAD.. CYCLOPS HAS CALLED IN REENFORCEMENTS HOWEVER DUE TO THE AMOUNT OF PEOPLE THEY HAVE ON THEIR SIDE.
<Colossus> ::in a heated melee with Mondo:: You messed with the wrong bull, tovarische... ::divetackles him, sending a steel fist to the man's face::
<Storm> ::eyes scan about silently, as she looks at her whereabouts:: ((Hrm..))
<Cyclops> +com+ Voltage, Storm how are you doing up there?
<BoomBoom> ::smirks as she throws down bombs nearby Iceman:: Hey there cutey
<Storm> ((..Damnit.)) ::voice sharp, yet hushed:: +com+ I'm in the building..I'll hollar at you when I find something out..Otherwise, I'm staying silent.
<Iceman> ::runs after Syd, looking up as someone calls to him:: What the- ack! ::deflects a bomb thrown at him with an ice shield::
<Mondo> ::does his best to block, takes the fist to the face:: Oof!
<Persephone> ::Turns hearing the bomb behind her.::
ACTION> THE BOMB HITS THE ICE SHIELD AND DOES A GOOD JOB OF SHATTERING IT
<Persephone> Bobby! ::Runs over to him.:: Are you okay?
<Cyclops> ::turns towards Mondo:: Alright.. c'mon ::about to send an optic blast::
<Iceman> Erk! ::gets hit by a fair bit of the blast and falls to the ground::
ACTION> CYCLOPS IS GRABBED BY THE LEG THROUGH THE FLOOR AND IS BEING PULLED DOWN..
<Storm> ::walks ahead, her eyes alert to her surroundings:: ((Where the hell are they.?))
<Rogue> ::peers around the corner of a building, looking very much as if she'd rather be anywhere else:: ((What does he think Ah'm gonna do?.. ...Maybe he's tryin' to get rid of me 'accidentally'...)) ::rubs her arms, glancing around shiftily::
<Colossus> ::tries to get to his feet, and grab mondo's feet and swing-throw him into a wall::
<Cyclops> ::hand is jerked, sends a blast the misses mondo by a mile and is started to be dragged down, tries to fight it::
<Mondo> ::kicks Colossus off of him:: Not windmills, bud.
<Persephone> ::Gets to Iceman and she makes a quick look around before turning her attention to him.:: How badly did you get hurt?
<Ethan> ::looks around for a minute after glancing at the fried lizard creature:: +Com+ Some kind of lizard thing is neutralized..Do you need me to backup any of our units, or should I follow Storm, for backup?
<Iceman> ::grabs his head:: Ugh... I... I'm just a little woozy, I'll be ok. ::shakes his head:: Go and help the others, don't worry about me. ::tries to stand::
<BoomBoom> ::smiles:: Ooh.. your girlfriend. Shame, you're cute. ::throws more bombs at Iceman and Persey::
<Persephone> ::Drags Iceman with her, trying to avoid the blasts and running away.::
<Storm> ((Dum di dum..)) ::continues peering about::
ACTION> STORM STARTS TO GET A FAMILIAR WOOZY FEELING.
<Colossus> ::gets thwarted backwards a bit:: ((Fucking hell...)) ::tightens both hands into fists, grits his teeth and squares off on a second round with Mondo::
<Cyclops> ::gets pulled down towards the water, ::blasts at whatever is pulling him down.. it goes through them:: ((Shadowcat?))
<Mondo> ::smiles:: Chill man, simple misunderstanding.
<Storm> ((Oh hell no..)) ::begins to quickly unleash a barrage of hail in all available directions::
<Colossus> Simple misunderstanding? Was yesterday a simple misunderstanding?? ::agitated tone to his voice::
<Shadowcat> ::Lets go of Cyke as they near the water:: You okay??
<Mondo> We gotta show those monkeys who's boss
<Angel> ::flies in and grabs for boomboom to throw her over his shoulder:: I'm usually not this forward on the first date, but this chemistry between us--it's explosive.
<Cyclops> ::holds his breath as he splashes down into the water::
<BoomBoom> Hey, paws off!
<Colossus> ;:arches a metallic brow:: Monkey's? What are you talking about? And who the hell are you?
<Persephone> ::Drags Iceman to an alley and looks around to see how 'safe' it is.
<Cyclops> ::kicks himself to the surface:: Holy SHIT that is fucking cold.. ::looks around warily::
<Angel> ::starts to climb rapidly:: What's the matter, afraid of heights?
<Ethan> ::Scowls slightly, as he gets no response:: ((Damn..alright..fine..he might have his hands full..)) ::moves to fly towards the building::
<BoomBoom> Nope..::throws a bomb in Angel's face::
<Iceman> ::leans against the wall, catching his breath:: Thanks for the help... ::rubs the back of his neck, quickly pulling back his hand after finding a bump:: Nothing serious, just a few bumps and bruises...
ACTION> A HISSING NOISE CAN BE HEARD NEARBY
<Rogue> ::hunches down against the wall of the building, hiding:: ((maybe Ah could just... leave now, and go away, and then he wouldn't have to worry about me tellin' anyone.. then he wouldn't be mad... but where would Ah go... ))
ACTION> STORM STARTS TO FEEL SLEEPY.. STARTS TO LOSE CONTROL...
<Persephone> No problem... ::Tries to catch her breath, listing for any noises or any action.::
<Ethan> ::Enters as stealthily as he can via the window, looking around for a trace of Storm or any terrorist members::
<Angel> ::tries to maintain his hold on boomboom as the bomb explodes in his face:: ((She's crazy. If I drop her--))
<Craven> {{Do it.... take them out.. they're wrong.. join us}}
<Storm> ::clenches her teeth and converts the hail storm into a sheer monsoon, pushing all other thoughts out of her mind:: Come out you pansy bitch! Be a man!
<Colossus> What is the matter? Did you lose your voice or something? Who are you! ::demanding tone::
<Iceman> ::looks around, feeling better now:: Where do we go again? ::looks to Syd::
<Mondo> It's not important. What's important is that you're fighting for the wrong side.. They don't care about guys like you and me.
<Persephone> ((What now..?)) ::Listens for a moment before answering.:: I.. I have no idea.
<Cyclops> ::tries to pull himself out of the water, shivering with the low temp::
<Colossus> Wrong side? You are a terrorist.... How can you even begin to believe what you do is right? ::snarls slightly:: What were you trying to accomplish by blowing up the bridge? Hundreds of innocent people would have been killed!
<Craven> Very well.. ::comes out from behind a crate:: Storm honey, please help us take out the X-Men, they're all wrong.
<Persephone> ::She listens again, trying to follow the sound.
<Persephone> ::
<Iceman> ::frowns:: ((What do we do now then?)) Ooh! ::uses his com:: +com+ Cyclops, come in!
<Mondo> As long as they aren't human.
<Storm> Fuck..Off. ::flings a lightning bolt at Craven, her lip bleeding from the mere pressure of her teeth:: +com+ Help..
<Ethan> ::Scowls, as he hears the com message:: ((Shit..)) ::Tries to fly in low, looking around for any source of the voices, keeping behind crates as much as he can::
<Shadowcat> ::Pokes her head through a wall near Iceman, and Perse:: Hey guys... maybe we should go see if the others need help?
<Craven> ::sidesteps:: Storm!.. Ororo.. I know all about you.. you don't belong with them.. you belong with us.
<Rogue> ::jumps slightly at the noise from the coms after the short silence:: ((always forget about those damn things... wonder who's in trouble now..))
<Colossus> What? You arent making any sense man... You're right though, we seem to have some things in common.... Why not quit this nonsense and let Xavier help you? He helped me when I thought I was down and out....
<Iceman> ::jumps a bit as Shadowcat appears:: Sure, do you know where they are?
<Angel> Alright, then, if you want to play rough. ::drops boom boom::
ACTION> A LARGE SERPINTINE LOOKING THING STRIKES AT PERSEY
<Persephone> ::Let's out a gasp, trying to dodge to the side.:: Wha-what?
<BoomBoom> Ahhh! ::adjusts herself in midair so she manages to not die on the crates
<Storm> Lemme guess, you're one of those little mind reading bastards huh? ::glares towards him::
<Shadowcat> ::Blinks at the Serpintine thingy:: Ugh, what is that?? ::phases through the wall near Perse and Ice:: We need to get outta here...c'mon, I'll get us through some buildings until we find the others!
<Iceman> ((What the?)) ::fires a few chunks of ice at the serpintine thing and nods to Shadowcat:: Let's go! ::grabs a hold of Syd and Shadowcat::
<Craven> You're mine now.. ::smiles:: Please, Storm, handle the leader.. he's outside.
<Angel> ::blinks trying to clear his vision and surveys the battlefield::
<Constricter> ::hisses at getting hit with the ice.. snaps at Iceman and tries to wrap him up::
<Shadowcat> Oh no you don't! ::phases through a building after Perse and Ice latch on::
<Persephone> What are you--! ::Silenced during the phase::
<Cyclops> ::climbs back up, looks around warily for what dragged him down in the first place, hand on visor, just incase, still dripping with water::
<Storm> I see..::turns around, walking towards the door::
<Iceman> ::closes his eyes as they start to phase away::
<Colossus> ::almost ignores the rest of whats going on, while in his verbal battle with mondo::
ACTION> CONSTRICTER FOLLOWS THROUGH WITH THEM
<Ethan> Alright, I don't think so, whoever you are..::Flies out from behind a crate, aiming a blast of energy straight at Craven:: Eat it, jackass!
<Shadowcat> ::Comes through on the other side of the building with Persephone and Iceman:: We should be safe in he-..... nevermind... ::continues phasing::
<Craven> ::Gets hit by the blast:: Ungh! ::tries to keep his hold on Storm:: Tabitha!
<BoomBoom> ::picks herself up.. holding her ribs..:: what?
<Mondo> please.. like I am going to put up with that human/mutant togetherness bullshit
<Ethan> Storm, don't listen to him! Blast the damn jackass! ::Fires another blast aimed at Craven::
ACTION> BOOMBOOM SENDS BOMBS AT VOLTAGE TO KNOCK OFF HIS BLASTS
<Storm> Heh..Show's over, bitch. ::channels a strong wind to slam BoomBoom into a wall of some sort:: +Com+ V and I could use a hand..It's the mind reader..Dunno how long we can avoid his control..
<Colossus> Your right, it is bullshit... I still haven't accepted the whole concept myself.... But at least I am at least giving it a try.... And not to mention it's a place to live...
<BoomBoom> Ugh! ::gets slammed into another crate.. knocked out::
<Persephone> What's - ::phased:: -going- ::phased:: -on!? Whatisthat-::phased::-thing!?
<Ethan> ::Glances over, smirking as he sees Boom Boom slammed into a crate:: Looks like you've got no more protection, asshole. ::Channels energy in both hands, firing a two fisted blast of energy aimed at Craven::
<Storm> ::turns her winds onto Craven as well:: You really did the wrong thing, messing with my head, dumbass.
<Shadowcat> ::Stops after going through seveeral buildings, breathing hard, frowning:: I don't know...I wish I could tell you...I hope it's gone... ::Glances around::
ACTION> CRAVEN IS KNOCKED OUT.. ALL THE OTHERS THAT X-MEN ARE FIGHTING AGAINST GRAB THEIR HEADS AND FALL TO THE FLOOR AS HIS MIND WHAMMY WEARS OFF
<Iceman> I don't know, I hope so too... ::looks around::
ACTION> SNAKE DUDE IS KNOCKED OUT LYING IN NEARBY PIER 8
<Colossus> ::blinks seeing Mondo collapse:: ((What the fuck?)) ::approaches Mondo cautiously:: Are you alright man?
<Rogue> .. ::listens from where she's crouched:: ((is it over?))
<Storm> Thanks for the hand, Sparky. Damn I hate those telepaths..::glares over towards his unconscious body, jabbing it with a foot::
<Ethan> ::Smirks, glancing at Storm:: No problem. Not a bad little fight. ::Looks towards Craven, then back at Storm:: You feeling okay after the fucker's mind whammy?
<Angel> ::lands near to boomboom's unconscious form:: ((She handled me like a rank a amatuer.))
<Persephone> Thanks Kitty... ::takes a deep breath.::
<Rogue> ::stands up, warily looking around the corner for signs of the others::
<Storm> ((Stupid friggin mind readers..Hope he didn't figure out jack shit.)) Yeah. ::rests her hands against her upper legs for a moment, catching her breath:: Not used to expending that much power, either.
<Shadowcat> No problem at all. ::Smiles::
<Iceman> ::nods:: Yeah, thanks Kitty. ::looks to Sydeny as she takes a deep breath:: You ok?
<Cyclops> ::walks towards Colossus, looking beat up and wet:: Alright Pete.. It's time to clean up. +Com+ Everyone, start picking things up, the authorities should be back any time soon.
<Persephone> ::nods::
<Colossus> ::squats down slightly:: We cant just leave them here Scott.... This guy seems pretty decent...
<Shadowcat> ::Glances at Bobby:: Yeah. No problem.. ::glances around again::
<Rogue> ::cringes back a bit when she sees Cyke approaching::
<Cyclops> ::nods his head:: We're taking them back with us. Can't leave them to the regular authorities.
<Iceman> ::smiles as Syd nods:: ((Glad she's ok. If she'd been hurt trying to save my dumb ass... gah, don't wanna think about that.))
>>LATER<<
LOCATION> THE X-MANSION WEST COAST
SCENE> THE X-MEN HAVE RETURNED FROM A SUCCESSFUL MISSION.. THE TO HAS BEEN DETAINED AND ARE BEING PLACED UNDER THE OBSERVATION OF MARVEL GIRL.. EVERYONE ELSE IS COOLING DOWN AFTER
<Storm> ::rests her head on Piotr's shoulder, still breathing rather heavily, and totally silent for once::
<Shadowcat> ::Flops on the living room couch, bites on her lower lip, draws knees to her chest::
<Colossus> ::leaning back in the living room sofa, an arm around Storm::
<Angel> <<the basement where we keep the unattractive students like marrow ^_^>>
<Storm> ((Next time one of those mind readers tries to mess with my head, they'll end up pushing up daisies.)) ::She pushes back a few stray bangs from her forehead and meekly sighs::
<Cyclops> ::sits on the recliner nearby Storm and Piotr, watching whatever hockey game he has on the TV::
<Shadowcat> ::Hops up off the sofa, moving out of the living room for the kitchen, tugging hair behind her ear on the way::
<Iceman> ::is outside, leaning against a big tree::
<Ethan> ::Sits at the base of the stairs, scowling as he reads through an Advanced Physics book::
<Persephone> ::sits on the steps of the building's stairway, starting up quietly to the ceciling, looking utterly bored.::
<Colossus> ::watches the television idly, for once almost disinterested in it, purely out of exhaustion:: ((I wonder what happened back there..... Ororo seems pretty shaken up...))
<Angel> ::on the roof::
<Rogue> ::having discovered an old coat closet off of one of the hallways that doesn't seem to be in use, is currently sitting on the floor, jacket balled up behind her back as a pillow, idly poking at the carpet under the light of a single, forlorn dirty lightbulb::
<Cyclops> ::watches Pete and Ro for a second, not so noticably, due to the glasses::
<Storm> ((And if my powers don't work..I'll slit their damn throat. I'll never let someone try to take control of me again..)) ::pull her arms around herself, feeling somewhat cold despite wearing Piotr's oversized sweat shirt::
<Shadowcat> ::Digs in the fridge, grabbing a water bottle, moves back outta the kitchen now and just interrupts the odd silence:: So what now? ::asking curiously::
<Cyclops> ..::abruptly sits up.., leaves the living room::
<Shadowcat> ::Glances at Scott:: ...right... ::rolls her eyes, moves for the door heading outside::
<Colossus> ::whispers into ro's ear:: Do you wanna talk? You look kinda upset...
<Iceman> ::lies back, looking up at the sky:: ((Hope the next encounter we have goes better for me. Let's see: so far I've nearly killed someone from misuing my powers... got knocked out of a battle before one began... had to be rescued twice - no, wait, THREE times...)) ::sighs::
<Shadowcat> ::Shuts the door and glances about:: Geez, I hope every battle is so not like this.... I can't take the quiet.... ::stated out loud::
<Rogue> ::closes her eyes, leaning her head on her knees:: ((God, that was so freaky... Ah still don't understand... powers ain't like memories, how could they both get drained...?))
<Cyclops> Ethan.. you seen Rogue around?
<Ethan> ::Looks up at Cyclops:: Nope..she kinda made herself scarce almost as soon as we got back..
<Angel> ::replaying his encounter with boom boom in his head:: ((Thankfully, no one saw what happened, or at least no one's said anything about it.))
<Scott> Thanks.. ::walks down a hall and starts checking in whatever door he passes by::
<Ororo> There's nothing to really talk about. ::makes momentary eye contact with him. She then glances outside, as the weather has taken a partially sour look, cloudy, yet no rain.:: That guy gave me the creeps, is all.
<Ethan> ::Looks after Scott:: Need any help looking, or..? I mean, I wouldn't mind helping or anything..
<Peter> Yeah.... All those mind controllers are kinda disturbing... ::frowns:: If you need to get anything off your chest, you know I'm here...
<Bobby> ::lies against the tree, still mulling over things, mumbling to himself and lost in thought::
<Kitty> ::Glances up at the sky, mutters:: ((It's times like these I wish I was at home...)) ::Moves to sit in the front yar, near a bush, indian style::
<Rogue> ... ::hears footsteps, and reaches for the lightbulb chain to turn it off::
<Scott> ::looks back to Ethan, slight smile:: Thanks Ethan, but I'll find her.
<Ororo> ::forces a tiny smirk:: I'm not really in the mood, Pete. ::jabs him with her index finger, in the chest::
<Sydney> ::Looks and her hands and curls aganist the stairs, resting her head on one of the steps.:: ((If we're going to be some hero group or what not... why I haven't been trained. Why won't the professor confess he can't help my powers.))
<Ethan> Right..::Closes his Physics book:: In that case..::Stands slightly, stretching:: I'm going to go work on tuning up the 'Bird.. Uhm..if you do see her, let her know I'd like to finish the convo we had a while ago..
<Peter> ...I didn't mean that Ororo ::smirks:: I was actually being sincere
<Kitty> ::Glances over at Bobby, phasing into the ground, moments later coming up next to him:: Hey, what's up?
<Ororo> I know..::glances down to the floor, then back up:: It was hard enough trusting Xavier, but that guy just made me that much more paranoid..I don't know what he knows, since he was in my mind. ::gets up and heads to her room::
<Scott> ::continues opening doors:: Rogue?
<Ororo> ::rests on the corner of the couch of her attic-room now, all the while blankly staring towards it::
<Rogue> ::listening at the door, having turned off the lightbulb:: ... ((Please walk by... ...this is going to look so stupid..))
<Peter> ::sitting comfortably outside at one of the tables, looking out into the view of the SF bay, pencil in hand, sketching the scenery onto the pad::
<Ethan> ::Steps into the elevator, punching in the hangar as his destination::
<Ororo> ::blinks out of her self-imposed stupor, and sits up. She then heads over to one of the drawers along the wall facing the door, and opens it:: ((Hm..))
<Sydney> ::Still sits on the stairs, staring mourfully at the celing::
<Scott> ..::pushes a door open.. to the closet..:: ..she wouldn't be in here.. ::is about to close it when he hears breathing:: ..Rogue?
<Ororo> ::brandishes a bottle of gold schlagger from the drawer, then clsoes it:: ((Ah-ha.))
<Rogue> ... ::stands up, brushing her jeans off and eyeing her feet as though they were quite interesting::
<Scott> ..what were you doing in the closet?
<Peter> ::puts down the pencil and leans back, casually letting out a yawn::
<Ethan> ::Steps out into the hangar, moving towards the Blackbird and a toolbench::
<Rogue> ..Sitting. ::folds her arms:: ((He's still pissed...))
<Peter> ::stands up, grabbing his sketchpad and placing it under his arm, and walking back towards the house, entering, and heading towards his dormroom::
<Ororo> ::carefully takes the top off, and takes a swig. Her expression goes rather awry for a moment, before regaining it's composure:: Ahh.. That's the stuff. ::mumbles to herself, as she moves to her stereo, which she practically turns up to blarlingly loud::
<Scott> ..do you wanna talk?
<Rogue> ::glances past Scott, mentally calculating if she can dart past without touching him:: ...
<Sydney> ::She sighs rather carefully, twisting in a childlike way away from a chattering spirit, covering her ears.::
<Peter> ::starts climbing the stairs:: Hey Sydney.... ::reaches the top of the stairs:: What're you up to?
<Ethan> ::Glances down at his clothes for a minute:: ((Well, at least I won't have to worry about messing these up..heh..already seriously messed up from the last time I did this..)) ::picks up some tools, and moves towards the blackbird and a lift for maintenance::
<Sydney> ::Turns her head slightly, peering up carefully with one eye at Peter for a moment before putting her hands down across her lap and looking embrassed.:: Uhm... ear ache. But besides that, just... hanging on. ((Good excuse.))
<Rogue> ::scuffles a foot on the floor, looking increasingly agitated and knotting her hands behind her back::
<Scott> ..::looks a little uneasy, looks away then looks back to Rogue.. waiting for an answer::
<Scott> ..so...
<Sydney> Errr... out. Not on. ::Looks at her boots.::
<Rogue> Ah didn't see anything! ::blatantly lying through her teeth, and not very good at it:: Ah don't know anything... Ah'm not gonna say anything!
<Peter> ...yeah... I am beginning to develop something of an ear-ache myself ::sarcastic tone to his voice, looking up at the ceiling:: ((What is the meaning of all this noise?)) ::grunts slightly:: I'm going to lay down a little bit... Try and see if I can get some rest... ::Waves briefly before heading down the hall towards his room::
<Scott> ..You told me yesterday you saw it all. I'm not pissed at you.. just.. y'know.
<Ororo> ::takes another swig, before placing it back into her drawer, in a new hidden spot, ,and then brushes through her hair with her hand:: ((I need a mutant villian magnet. Or something of that sort.)) ::goes to prop open her door, and sets a door stopper of some sort to keep it opened::
<Peter> ::opens the door to his room, walks in, and opens a drawer at his desk, putting the pad and pencil inside, closing the drawer and then launching himself into a sprawled out position on his bed::
<Rogue> ((Ah'm supposed to believe that?)) ::eyes him mistrustfully, shrinking back a little:: ....
<Peter> ::stares blankly at the ceiling:: ((I was better off outside.... ))
<Scott> ..::notes Rogue's shift.. raises an eyebrow:: I'm not going to do anything to you. I just want to discuss what happened.
<Rogue> Nothing happened... ::re-crosses her arms defensively:: Ah don't know what happened! Ah didn't do it on purpose...
<Ororo> ((Kind of glad there's noone else's voice in my head now.)) ::her eyes turn to the window, peering outside:: ((Great weather out too. I almost wish I was responsible for it.))
<Sydney> ::Sits quietly.:: ((He proably thinks I'm some sort of nutcase... at the least he was polite about it...))
<Scott> I know you didn't, it was my fault..
<Rogue> .. ::sharp look at him, blinks slightly:: ...wha?
<Scott> ..I was the one that grabbed for you and touched you. I could've just let Jean catch you but I didn't want to let you go, just to be sure.
<Jean> ::yawns, rubs her eyes and then stretches her arms out coming towards the kitchen after being in the infirmary:: ((At least that's all stable now. I am so starving, I hate messing up my hours. ))
<Rogue> ..Ah'm still the one with the... ::vague gesture at her arms, brow furrowed::
<Scott> I didn't have to touch you.
<Scott> You can't help the way that you're born.
<Ororo> ((Sunrise'll be soon..That'll get me through the day.)) ::brushes off her costume, having not yet changed out of it yet. After glancing in the mirror, she unzips the back of her costume, and with a swift kick, knocks the door closed again::
<Peter> ((Now for the most difficult decision of the day.... Sleep now and end up wasting the day.... Or Make some coffee and find something to do...)) ::gets up and sits on the side of his bed contemplating the process::
<Ororo> ::slips off her costume, and tiptoes to her closet to find something casual to wear::
<Rogue> ... Ah wasn't born like this... Ah mean... that's never happened before... ::another vague gesture, this time to her eyes:: Ah don't know what that was all about...
<Jean> ::inside the kitchen now..moves towards a pantry..opening it with her tk and looking up at the selection, making a face at her options:: ((I know I need a nap..but I think I'll do coffee and...poptarts)) ::grabs the coffee and poptarts and starts to get her really healthy breakfast started::
<Scott> ::looks at Ro's face.. shrugs his shoulders:: It's probably another aspect of your powers that you never noticed.. or never manifested
<Peter> ::Stands up, gets undressed, grabs a towel, and heads for the shower::
<Ororo> ::picks out a pair of lowrise blue jeans and a white baby t, while still barefoot::
<Ethan> ::Works on the inside systems of the Blackbird:: ((Still have to be amazed at some of the systems in this..It's different than a car, yet..at the same time, some of the concepts are so simple and similar...))
<Jean> ::leaves the coffee going, figuring someone else will want some, grabs a cup and her toasted poptarts and heads towards her room to shower and change and such::
<Bobby> ::sits on the countertop in the kitchen, yawning:: ((I don't know why I'm up this early... just couldn't sleep after the last couple of days' action, I guess.))
<Rogue> ...Ah would think Ah would *notice* that happening... ::grimaces, looking away edgily:: ...it's always just the memories...
<Ororo> ::brushes her hair back, keeping it straightened, and tying a lower portion back into a small ponytail:: Wonder if they've all passed out now.
<Peter> ::walks back down the hall, opens the door to the bathroom and walks in, turning the water on and closing the door behind him::
<Scott> Are mine.. in there?
<Bobby> ::rubs his eyes, hopping of the countertop and stumbling a bit:: Gah... too early. ::hauls a bowl out, then grabs some cereal and pours it in the bowl::
<Sydney> ::Stand up with a sigh and heads down the stairs, she showered and dressed in her 'Old World' style as soon as they got back from the mission.::
<Rogue> ... ::uneasy look, swallows:: ...sorta? ::avoids looking at him::
<Scott> ::looks a little nervous himself:: ..like what? .. my whole life in there?
<Ororo> ::sprays on a smidge of perfume, in her normal routine, and exits her room, eyes scanning about curiously:: Marco.
<Rogue> ::tugs on her gloves nervously:: ...Not all of it.
<Peter> ::showers, scrub scrub scrub, and after shampooing turning the water off, and begins to dry off with his towel::
<Scott> If you already know, why are you so nervous?
<Rogue> ...because Ah know what you think of anyone knowing about it...
<Scott> ..that. ::glowers::
<Peter> ::wraps the towel around his waist, combs his hair back, applies the necessary deoderant and cologne, and exits the bathroom, heading back towards his room::
<Rogue> ::cringes::
<Ororo> ::frowns at the lack of response, then smirks just as quickly:: No snoring, means at least someone's up. Probably Syd, since it's this quiet..
<Bobby> ::grabs some milk from the fridge, checking the expiration date, then pours it over his cereal::
<Scott> ..::looks at Rogue.. lightens his expression again.:: ..I'm not going to do anything to you.. if that's what you're thinking.
<Sydney> ::Walks into the kitchen.::
<Ororo> ((Where the hell..?)) ::walks down the hall, still looking about::
<Peter> ::enters his room, tosses the towel into the dirty clothes hamper, opens up his drawers and pulls out some boxer-briefs, blue jeans, and a black t-shirt::
<Bobby> ::grabs a spoon from the drawer, leaving the milk on the counter and sits down, looking up as Syd as she comes in:: Heya Syd, you're up early. ::eats a spoonful::
<Rogue> .. ::assumes a neutral expression with an effort, relaxing slightly:: ..Ah didn't think... Ah mean... ::rubs the back of her neck:: ...would the others really be so... do you really think they'd hate you if they knew? ::brow furrowed, looks at him unusually directly, face puzzled and worried::
<Sydney> Couldn't get to sleep after the mission...
<Scott> ..::turns his head away.. clenches his jaw::
<Scott> ..honestly?
<Rogue> ...Would they really? ...Ah mean... doesn't everyone have things they don't want anyone to know?
<Scott> ..not like this. ::shakes his head::
<Ororo> ::mumbles something under her breath, and then walks down the stairs::
<Jean> ::comes down from her room..holding her mug from her coffee..having showered and changed into a pair of blue jeans and a john lennon tshirt tied to one side. She walks down the stairs towards the kitchen to pu tthe mug up:: ((Think I'll be able to stay awake..wonder what everyone else is up to..)) Hey 'Ro ::calls from behind her on the stairs::
<Rogue> ... ::looks away:: ... ::low mumble:: might be surprised.
<Sydney> ::Walks to the kitchen, a little too phased to notice she pours herself a glass of chocolate milk.::
<Ororo> ::nods her head towards Jean, as she continues her descent:: Hey. What's up with all you late risers being awake?
<Bobby> ::watches Sydney walk past, then continues to eat his cereal:: ((Good thing she was around to haul me out of the way of that crazy bomber... I should really work on that whole 'dodging' thing.))
<Peter> ::finishes getting dressed, adds some gel to his hair and leaves his room heading down the stairs to fix up some breakfast::
<Jean> ::catches up to her..beating the coffee mug against the palm of her hand lightly to fidget:: Excuse us. I don't know..I figured maybe I'd take a nap later, but I'm going to have to keep checking up on people in the infirmary, so I stayed awake::
<Scott> ::raises an eyebrow:: huh..?
<Sydney> ::Puts the chocolate milk away and looks at the cabinet.:: Do we have pop tarts?
<Ethan> Eh..Hrm..guess that's tuned up enough..::Closes up an exterior compartment and lowers the lift:: Suppose I should check the interior systems, make sure everything in there is working right...::Hovers over to the side of the blackbird, opening the hatch and moving inside with his box of tools::
<Bobby> ::thinks:: I think Kitty might have some Britney Spears or Mandy Moore cds... oh wait, you mean the food! hehe ::points to a counter:: I think they're in there...
<Rogue> ::takes a deep breath, looking torn:: ((...it's only fair... Ah know his deep dark secret... but what if he tells someone... but Ah don't think he would...)) ...if Ah say something, promise you won't say anything, ever, to anyone else... ::a little pale::
<Sydney> ::Looks at Bobby for a moment in an odd face. Then a spooky sound comes out from her.::
<Sydney> ::She laughs.::
<Scott> ::nods his head::
<Scott> ((Of all people to.. Rogue.. never would have thunk it..))
<Bobby> ::smiles as Syd laughs:: Heh, sorry, I make lots of bad jokes this early in the morning. Well, comes to think of it... all day, kinda. ::chuckles::
<Sydney> Why you aplogizing? ::chuckles.:: You made me laugh.
<Ororo> ::nods slightly:: It's kinda funny with you guys up at this time though. The house isn't quiet.. And after yesterday's crap..::shrugs her slender shoulders:: I dunno.
<Rogue> .... Ahwas10whenAhfirstkilled..somepeople. ....::clenches her jaw:: ((...he won't keep it quiet... this is Xavier's, what was Ah thinkin'? He'll probably go to the police!))
<Peter> ::reaches the downstairs, and heads towards the kitchen, keeping to himself without as much as a hello to anyone:: ((Guess everyone else decided to stay up too... So much for some peace of mind)) ::opens the fridge and reaches for 2 eggs and some vegetables and puts it all out on the counter, moments later reaching for a bowl::
<Jean> Speaking of.. ::looks around once they reach the bottom of the stairs..her standing on the side near the kitchen:: A question...::gives her a slight look:: and it doesn't mean what you'll think it will..Have you seen Scott since all of that?
<Bobby> Hehe usually people don't laugh at my jokes, is all. Nice that someone thinks I can be funny. ::smiles, then waves at Peter as he enters:: Heya big guy.
<Scott> ::both eyebrows raise over his glasses::
<Sydney> ::Sips up her chocolate milks and walks over to the cupboard to pull out some pop tarts, s'mores kind.::
<Scott> ((Whoa...)) ..I promise I won't tell.
<Ororo> I think he was worried about Rogue. Why not use the mind whammy to find him? ::raises an eyebrow curiously:: ((Just stay out of mine.))
<Peter> ::cracks both eggs from their shells into the bowl:: Hey Bobby... Couldn't sleep huh? ::beats the eggs, and pours them onto a frying pan, soon after chopping some of the vegetables up and putting them in::
<Jean> ::smiles at her comment..and then shrugs with a slight frown:: ((What I figured..)) He's just..acting different and it..I don't know ::shrugs, putting her arms to her side and now tapping the coffee mug against her leg::
<Sydney> Hi Peter, sorta not all the way up before... or now.
<Bobby> Nah, just... had a lot on my mind, I guess heh. ::eats another spoonful of cereal::
<Peter> ::grins:: Hey again Syd... ::grabs some toast from the fridge and puts it in the toaster:: Hey, do either of you want me to make anything? Now's the time to ask if you do ::broad smile::
<Rogue> ...they weren't the last... ::chews on her lip:: ..an' Ah've done other things that Ah don't think you pe--well, the others.. would really... understand...
<Scott> ::shakes his head:: You don't have to say anything. I got you..
<Ororo> ::nods, sniffing at the air:: ((Hmm.)) So together we're a pair of Dunnos. ::cracks a small grin::
<Jean> ::smirks back and arches an eyebrow:: What do you mean? Having doubts about Peter or something?
<Sydney> ::Shakes her head.:: Uhm... not really. I can't eat too heavy in the morning... stomch doesn't settle well...
<Ethan> ::Digs into a panel beneath the pilot's console, checking on wires and inspecting for any frayed wires or bad connections:: ((Hrm..so..wonder what Summers was going to talk to Rogue about...probably more about whatever they wanted to talk about, last time..wonder what all of this is about, exactly..))
<Bobby> Nah, I'm good Pete, thanks though dude. ((What a nice guy. In crazy good shape, too... how can I even be on the same team as him?)) ::looks down into his bowl, stirring the milk a bit with his spoon::
<Sydney> ::Walks over to a cabint near by the sink and open it up and stares blankly at dishes.:: ((No medication... shit!))
<Peter> Alright then.. ::grabs a spatula from a drawer and flips the omelet to cook on the other side::
<Rogue> ...so you're not totally creeped out? ::wary glance::
<Scott> ...no? You saw.. why would I be creeped out?
<Ororo> Oh hell no. Just having dealt with that creepy teep. No offense, but I really don't care for another voice in my head again. In fact, I'd rank it number one on my list of peeves. ::crosses her arms:: I imagine Xavier won't be happy..
<Ethan> ((Hmm...is that..?)) ::Moves to check on a wire deeper in;: ((No, could've sworn..))
<Jean> I imagine he can live, and you should know I get the hint ::smiles at her:: But..if you're going in there because you smell Peter making an omlet, would you mind taking my coffee cup in there for me?
<Rogue> Just... Ah dunno... morals or something. Ah sorta thought everyone here was squeaky clean... ::weak, somewhat embarrassed smile::
<Sydney> ::Shuts the cabint door and sighs deeply, finshing her milk off.:: ... ::Rubs her forehead.:: ((We're going back soon... I can hande a few hours with out my meds.))
<Ororo> ::twitches involuntarily:: ..You weren't, were you..? ::raises her hand to take the cup::
<Scott> ::returns the smile:: You'd be surprised..
<Bobby> ::finishes off his cereal, drinking the milk from the bowl, ending off with a loud slurp:: heh, 'scuse me. ::gets up, putting his bowl in the sink::
<Jean> No I wasn't..I saw you sniffing. You make a funny face when you sniff something you like, especially Peter. ::smirks and hands her the cup::
<Peter> ::grabs a plate just before Syd closes the door:: Whoops, thanks... ::folds the omelet and places it on the plate, and in a fluid movie-like motion grabbing the toast which just popped out of the toaster and placing it on his plate::
<Ororo> ::rolls her eyes:: We aren't gonna touch that one.. Um, try the girl' dorm, Red. Something tells me he might be around there. ::starts for the kitchen door, leaving Jean to question her choice of words::
<Sydney> Welcome.
<Rogue> ...do you think the Professor would ... um... freak out if he knew about me doing.. stuff like that?
<Peter> ::grabs some butter from the fridge, spreads it on the toast, puts the butter back in the fridge, grabs a fork and knife from the drawer and walks over and takes a seat at the table opposite Bobby::
<Sydney> ::Turns on the sink and splashes some cold water on her face.::
<Scott> ..He probably already knows. He knew about me before.. y' know. He doesn't judge though..
<Jean> ::blinks as 'Ro walks off and crosses her arms:: ((Huh..I know she did taht on purpose..and I allready made up my mind about this situation..)) ::shrugs, putting her arms down on her sides and moves over to the couch:: ((Take in some tv before I go and check in on the infirmary))
<Peter> ::picks up a piece of toast and bites into it, putting it back down after and cutting a piece of the omelet and eating it:: Mm.. ::nods showing pure satisfaction::
<Ororo> ::drums her fingers against her leg as she slips into the kitchen, softly singing something:: (($10 says she took it the wrong way. Oh well.))
<Rogue> ...do you think he has any way to find out what happened yesterday... Ah mean, with your powers, and me... that shouldn't have happened...
<Scott> ::nods his head::
<Scott> ..you hungry?
<Bobby> ::looks at Syd as she splashes water on her face:: Hey, if you need any ice, just let me know. ::grins stupidly:: ((...what the hell was that?!)) ... ::goes and sits down across from Peter::
<Rogue> ...a little...
<Scott> ::motions for her to follow him to the kitchen::
<Ororo> Hey..More late risers. I thought I slept something good. And food too. ::smirks::
<Peter> ::smiles broadly looking up to Bobby, visibly barely able to keep a chuckle in:: ((Smooth Bobby)) ::takes a bite of another piece of omelet::
<Rogue> ::warily follows him out, glancing around the hall::
<Jean> ::plops down onto the couch and flips on the tv..going to the news to catch up some::
<Sydney> ::Doesn't really notice Bobby's flub, she's too focused about not panicing.:: Maybe I should take a nap...
<Bobby> ::just sits there, then drops his head to the table, lightly yet still audibly bumping it on the tabletop::
<Ororo> ((Well then..)) ::walks over to the fridge, and takes out her already placed glass of water:: ((Maybe it's a good thing I don't have to deal with this every morning.))
<Sydney> ::Looks over to Bobby.:: You okay?
<Scott> ::walks into the kitchen:: Hey Pete, Ro ::nods to her::
<Jean> ::sighs, sitting with her legs crossed on teh couch..her hand with the remote propped up on her knee as she watches the news:: ((Not all that much interesting going on at this time of the morning..))
<Rogue> ::freezes like a deer in headlights, in the doorway, realizing the kitchen is occupied... and by Ororo, no less::
<Peter> ::kicks bobby under the table, his back being turned to Syd so she cant see what he's whispering:: Cut it out Bobby, that isn't the way to reel her in...
<Bobby> ::snaps his head up:: Yep! I'm fine, hehe! ::looks around nervously, then sees Cyke enter:: Oh look, it's Scott! 'Morning, fearless leader! ::looks back to Syd:: Hey Syd, it's Scott! See? ::chuckles nervously::
<Ororo> ..Hey. Holy shit, someone noticed me. Didn't think I'd been enough of a bitch to get ignored in oh..an couple of hours.. ::stops as she sees Rogue, and gives her an indifferent gaze for mere moments::
<Peter> ::coughs loudly:: Oh, Hey Scott, Hey Ororo... When did you get here 'Ro? ::shifty eyed glance having been caught in the act, munches on toast::
<Scott> ..::catches the look:: ..you remember what I told you yesterday, right?
<Rogue> ::eyes widen at Ro, and she backs up a bit::
<Ororo> Gee, no.."Dad." Remember what I told you? ::sips her water:: You just make sure it doesn't happen again.
<Bobby> ::looks to Scott, then Peter, then Ororo, then Rogue, then back to Ororo, then Scott again, then Sydney:: ((This is not a good place to be...)) ::stands up, standing next to Syd:: Hey, wanna go watch tv or something?
<Peter> ::smirks:: If you people had been a few minutes earlier I would have made you some breakfast... But now I am almost done... It seems luck was not on your side this morning ::laughs and eats some more of his omelet::
<Scott> ..Fair enough.
<Jean> ((Nice..everyone's in the kitchen...oh shut up Jean you're acting like a baby, get the hell over it..)) ::shakes her head and goes back to concentrating on the tv::
<Sydney> Hello Scott...
<Sydney> ((People... bad... things to be around.))
<Scott> Morning Bob, Sydney
<Rogue> ((She hates me... )) ::nervous eye-darts around the kitchen, finally scooting into the room and staying close to the wall to skirt around Ororo::
<Sydney> I'm going to take a nap... I just started feeling tried. ::Smiles weakly at everyone.:: See you later...
<Ethan> ::Scowls, slightly:: ((Nothing to worry about here..Hmm..)) ::Shrugs and lay back for a minute, staring blankly at all the wires and listening to the silence:: ((heh..Funny that I find a great place to be by myself and relax..and it involves half of me being shoved in the guts of the Blackbird..)) ::Smirks::
<Ororo> Heh...::shrugs and goes to sit on Piotr's lap:: No big thing, I'll just eat yours.
<Peter> Oh, and hello to you too Rogue, I didn't see you... ::takes a sip of some apple juice, and puts the remaining egg in one of his slices of toast, folding it and making a sandwhich of it::
<Bobby> ::waves to Syd:: Talk to you later... ::looks around, then leaves the kitchen too, plopping down in a seat in the living room::
<Peter> ::puts an arm to help her into his lap:: Oh is that right? ::broad grin/smirk::
<Jean> ::blinks and looks over to Bobby:: Something wrong?
<Sydney> ::Heads to her room, her mind in semi-chaos.::
<Bobby> ::looks over at Jean from his slouched position:: Nuh-uh. ::rubs his eyes again::
<Rogue> ::fidgets, leaning slightly against the counter::
<Ororo> Awww, for me? ::feigned swoon, then kisses his nose and snatches up the sandwich:: Ugh, runny. ::hands it back to him::
<Jean> You sure?
<Peter> Runny? Its an omelet! And a damn good one if I do say so myself ::picks it up after its placed back down and takes a big bite:: ((She doesn't know what she's talking about... This is delicious.))
<Bobby> ::yawns:: Yeah, pretty much. Just over-tired, is all. ::shifts in the seat a bit:: How 'bout you, Jeannie? ::does the Budweiser thing:: Whassssupp? ::snickers at his own stupid joke::
<Scott> You want anything? ::tastes some of the coffee that whoever made, cringes::
<Jean> ::shakes her head, laughing a bit with a smirk:: I'm fine..::Looks back to the tv:: Is there anything you want to watch? I know you don't want to watch news.
<Rogue> ...Which cupboard is the cereal in? <<::probably the longest statement anyone present in the kitchen has ever heard her speak:: lol>>
<Ethan> ::Looks thoughtful:: ((Never figured I'd be working on anything like this, thinking about it...Or that I'd wind up at a place like this..))
<Scott> ::walks over and opens the cupboard for her, grabs a container out of a nearby cupboard, pours the rest of the coffee in the container and starts to make another pot::
<Rogue> ::takes out the cereal and pours herself a bowl, then glances around for the milk::
<Bobby> <<I left it on the counter :D>>
<Peter> You sure you don't want any? ::smirks, being polite even though dying to want to finish it::
<Sydney> ::Clutches her temple and reaches the stairs but sits down on the first step.::
<Bobby> ::shrugs:: I don't care. Whatever. ::shifts a bit more::
<Ororo> If you say so. Eat a fruit, baby. ::snickers faintly and shifts her weight:: And man, you owe me anyways.
<Scott> ::throws out the old filter and puts in a new one, puts his coffee in the filter and then waits for it to be ready::
<Rogue> ::pours milk in the bowl, puts both milk and cereal away... gets a spoon out of the drawer, and pours herself a cup of coffee from the coffee in the container::
<Warren> ::glides down from the roof to the side entrance into the kitchen, places his hand on the doorknob as he glances into the room, apprehensively open the door and steps in after spying the abundance of people present::
<Peter> ::finishes his eggsandwhich:: Owe you? For what? ::takes a gulp from his applejuice::
<Ororo> ::leans over, face to face with him:: I shouldn't have to tell you. ::grins::
<Jean> You don't sound ok, Bobby ::looks over to him for a minute again..looking through the guide:: ((Bet he'd like cartoons of some sort..))
<Peter> ::rolls his eyes:: I thought I lived up to my part of the... act... pretty well ::smirks:: But I do suppose that I must accept my debt... You may collect whenever ready ::whisper whisper::
<Ororo> You're so tactful. ::leans back:: Wonder when we're getting out of here..
<Rogue> ::eyes Ororo as if she might bite if she gets too close, carefully taking a seat at the furthest end of the table from her and Peter::
<Bobby> ((Because I don't do ok in battles... or is it well? Bah!)) Eh, just tired, s'all. Couldn't sleep.
<Warren> ((I was expecting some sort of reaction.)) ::doesn't know what to make of being utterly ignored up his entry into the room, hurriedly grabs a banana from the fruit basket, and continues on into the mansion::
<Jean> Suuure...well here ::stops it on cartoon network and tosses him the remote as she stands up:: I'm sure Tom and Jerry will cheer you up. I think all men love cartoons, no matter what age. ::smirks at him as she starts to exit the living room::
<Scott> Hey War...
<Rogue> ::glances at Warren as he passes, gaze following the wings..::
<Peter> ::Shrugs his shoulders:: Not sure... Not like it matters to me all that much... I suppose I am more used to New York than this place however...
<Ororo> Wings. ::nods her head towards him, and glancing back over to Rogue, pondering:: ((Heh heh, so tempted. Wonder how loud she'd shriek.))
<Sydney> ::Sighs as the chaos in her head cools down.::
<Scott> Rogue?
<Rogue> ::glances back to Scott, questioningly::
<Bobby> ::eyes the tv, sitting up just a little bit:: Hmm... ::watches whatever's on::
<Ethan> Hrm..::reaches down for his multimeter and brings it underneath the panel, testing a few wires, to make sure everything's running correctly::
<Scott> Ethan wanted to talk to you
<Ororo> ::eyes narrow on Piotr's plate, she then manifests a small rain cloud to drench it, before a tiny lightning bolt strikes out and causes a rather loud clattering sound::
<Jean> ::having gotten up and not exactly sure where she was going to go as she walks:: ((Hmm...wait..)) {{Warren?}} ((I could have sworn..))
<Rogue> ::jumps at the clatter, eyes darting swiftly toward the noise, then back to Scott:: ...why?
<Scott> he wanted to "finish up the convo you had earlier"
<Scott> his words.
<Peter> ::visibly shaken and blinks, then whispers to her:: What's wrong?
<Warren> ::walking towards the stairs, munching on his banana:: ((Yes?))
<Ororo> Heh heh..::smirks:: Oops. ::dissapates the cloud, and looks over the plate: At least it didn't split. ::her gaze lingers over Piotr:: Huh? Just having a little fun.
<Rogue> ..oh.. ::brow furrows a little in thought::
<Sydney> ::Breathes in deeply.:: ((Okay... feeling better. Sure of myself.))
<Bobby> ::turns off the tv as there's nothing good on, then tosses the remote down and bounds for the stairs, stopping before he runs Sydney over:: Eep! Sorry, didn't see you there...
<Scott> ::shoots a look to the DR::
<Jean> {{Hey there. Knew it was you. How'd it go? Not that I'm all about the business speak. And, oh yeah, and nice to have you back.}} ::looks towards the infirm:: ((Should probably go there though.))
<Sydney> ::Sits up right on the step.::
<Rogue> ::confused look at Scott's glance::
<Peter> Oh... ::shrugs and leans back in his seat::
<Warren> ((It went as well as can be expected and that seems to be a sentiment not overwhelmingly shared.))
<Bobby> Didn't startle you, did I? Sorry, been messing up a lot lately, heh. Guess that streak still continues.
<Scott> You guys alright in there?
<Sydney> ((Hmmm?)) What are you talking about? You haven't been messing up. I just got a really bad headache...
<Sydney> ((You're a rotten liar.))
<Ororo> ::smacks his thigh:: You know, I just had a good idea.
<Peter> ::looks up:: Oh yeah? What's that?
<Scott> ::looks back to Rogue, pulls the coffee pot out of the coffee maker and pours himself a cup:: You want some coffee?
<Rogue> ::holds up the mug she already has, taking a sip::
<Jean> {{Anything you want to talk about? }} ::moves towards the elevator <<assuming there is one to the sub basements>> to go to the infirmary::
<Ororo> I'm going to teach you how to play pool. And when you get good enough, an easy way to make some extra cash.
<Warren> ::continues on up the stairs nodding politely syd and bob as he munches on his banana:: ((Not particularly.))
<Bobby> ::rubs the back of his neck:: Uh... well, I did get messed up in combat last time out, then the whole bridge thing... and other stuff, heh.
<Bobby> ::waves to Warren as he walks by::
<Jean> {{Ok, sour puss. If you get bored and do want to talk or something, you can figure out where to find me}} ::shakes her head;: ((the men...the boys in this house)) ::moves into the infirmary and goes about checking up on things::
<Ororo> Summers. ::calls out, as she looks up from Piotr::
<Peter> Pool? ..I've seen the game, it looks simple enough...
<Scott> Yeah?
<Rogue> ::pokes at soggy cereal quietly, furtively watching the goings-on::
<Warren> ::sighs and heads back downstairs towards the infirmary::
<Ororo> It's fun. Especially with the right teacher. ::smirks:: Hey, we get our night off, or what?
<Scott> Sure.
<Peter> ::nods:: I am sure you will be an excellent teacher.. ::burries his face into her neck, pressing his lips against the skin of the side of her neck::
<Sydney> I think we need insurance...
<Rogue> ::blushes, looking quickly the other direction away from the public display and poking more at her cereal, swishing it around in the bowl::
<Ororo> Good. ((That was easier than I thought. I must be getting weak..or wearing him down.)) We'll be heading out for the night then. Oh, I am, boo. ::presses against his head::
<Jean> ::finishes checking up on the people..goes over to a lab table with a microscope..pulling her notebook that's present there over and a case of slides and starts looking and taking notes:: ((Need to finish this before the end of the week. Might as well do it now))
<Bobby> That'd be nice. I'm sure our premiums would be through the roof though. Not sure actuaries take mutant freedom fighters into consideration when they calculate them. ::smiles::
<Sydney> ... He needs to take us to theme parks then. Monthly.
<Bobby> ::nods:: I'm down with that! Could use a litte fun every now and then, instead of all of the opportunities to mess up that I get.
<Ororo> Awful feisty for not having gotten any sleep, Tin Man. ::grins and swats him on the nose::
<Warren> ::leans in the doorway of the infirmary watching jean work, sporting messy windblown hair and sweats instead of the nicer clothes he usually wears::
<Peter> ::grins and starts to rise to his feet:: Not the first time I have pulled an all-nighter.. ::goes to grab his plate, noticing it is shattered and just...leaves it there, then brings his cup and puts it in the sink:: Where exactly are we going to find an open pool hall this early?
<Jean> ::writes something down in a notebook as she says:: Need something, Warren? ::turns her head to look at him for a moment before going back to writing:: ((..damn))
<Ororo> Pfft, not yet. ::glances at her watch:: Oh shit! ::hops off him and onto her feet::
<Ororo> ::grabs his arm and rushes him out to the door:: C'mere!
<Warren> I decided to take you up on your offer.
<Peter> ...Wh-::gets pulled, and moves to keep up with her:: ok...
<Ororo> ::opens the door and stands partially in the kitchen, and partially outside. Her hand then points up to the sunrise:: Isn't it awesome?
<Jean> To talk? ::puts her pen down, turns the microscope off, and turns around to face him::
<Bobby> ::shrugs and decides to leave Syd to her thoughts, heading up to his room:: ((So... tired...))
<Peter> ....::smiles:: Yeah... it is... ::grabs hold of her hand, and holds it tightly, keeping his eyes locked on the site, a huge smile on his face::
<Warren> Yes. ::steps into the infirmary fully::
<Rogue> ::wary look at 'Ro's back:: ((..Didn't realize it was so early still...))
<Jean> Uh huh ::uses her tk to pull two stools on opposite sides of another lab table and starts to walk over:: Nice look by the way..::half smirks:: something has to be up
<Warren> He's trying to take it away. ::almost muttered so it's not clear whether that was a statement or just a verbal thought::
<Ororo> That's one thing I always enjoy. It's the one steady thing about life, I think. ::shrugs and drags him back inside, still holding his hand:: ((Dude, she into girls or something? We're gonna have to settle this shit.))
<Jean> What? Who? ::looking confused, her comment ignored:: ((People seem to ignore those lately..)) ::sits down and waits for him to sit across from her::
<Peter> ::switches hands, sliding behind her to grab both her hands and put his arms around her waist, then whispers to her:: So, what do you want to do?
<Warren> ::takes the offered seat:: Hmm? Oh, I must've been thinking aloud. The affairs I've been attending to, someone attempted a hostile takeover of Worthington Enterprises.
<Ororo> ::peers up from her shoulder to him:: Now what would you suppose? ::snickers::
<Jean> Who? ::puts her arms up on the table and crosses them::
<Rogue> ::takes another drink of coffee, then grimaces a little and stands up, carrying bowl and mug to the sink:: ((Too early to eat... too early to be awake...))
<Peter> I dont know.... I'll follow you to the ends of the earth.. ::smiles ::
<Ethan> ::pulls himself out of the panel underneath the pilot's console, closing it back up, before moving to slide into the nav console:: ((This thing was coming up kind of slow, I think I remember being mentioned...be hard to engage auto-pilot quickly, if it isn't working..maybe, if I can find the problem..)) Hrm..
<Ororo> ::rolls her eyes and pushes him away:: Now don't go being corny.
<Peter> Was just trying to be romantic... ::frowns:: Sorry...
<Rogue> ::hesitates a moment, then hurries out of the kitchen, heading down the hall::
<Ororo> ((Just don't think he understands..Then again he probably wouldn't. Even if I said it.)) Aww..You're even cuter when you pout. C'mon, you need some sleep.
<Ethan> ::Inspects a board:: ((Looks like it could stand to have a few fuses replaced..not enough to short out the whole system, I guess, but if I leave it like that...)) ::Reaches for his tool box, pulling it slightly closer, as he decides which fuses to replace::
<Peter> ::follows behind her, keeping pace:: ((I don't know what I'm doing.... At first this seemed just a sexual thing, but I think I'm starting to fall in love....)) ::frowns slightly::
<Warren> Sebastian Shaw.
<Ororo> ((I've been here, like this before, but I dunno. Everytime, it was bad.)) You don't seem too eager? ::stops, whips about, and frowns in his direction::
<Jean> Did you keep him from taking over?
<Peter> It's not that at all 'Ro.... its more like something of the opposite.... I... Don't know if you feel the way I do... But.... ::Scratches his head turning red::
<Ororo> ::puts her fingers over his lip:: You're exhausted... ::her voice seems partially strained:: I'll lay down with you for awhile.
<Peter> ::nods:: Alright.... I guess your right... Maybe we can talk about this another time? ::starts climbing the stairs side-by-side with Ororo::
<Warren> Yes, for the time-being.
<Rogue> ::slips off down the hall, glancing into the living room as she passes::
<Ororo> ((Shit..)) N-...::clears her throat:: Yeah, I guess so. ((Ugh, don't know what to do.))
<Jean> I'm so sorry, Warren. I wish I knew more about business, so I could help you out. ::frowns at him::
<Warren> I appreciate the sentiment, Jean, but let's talk about more pleasent things.
<Peter> ::nods:: Alright..
<Jean> ::blinks and tilts her head slightly:: Like...?
<Ethan> ::Finishes replacing the fuses and slides out, standing up:: ((I guess that's enough for now..it should be ready to fly.)) ::Reaches for a clean rag, wiping his face and hands clean::
<Warren> How is your family doing?
<Jean> Oh uhm..::shrugs:: Fine, I suppose. Everything's pretty much normal for them. Reminds me have to call my sister sometime soon. She was whinning at me for not calling her or something. ::shakes her head at the thought of her sister with a bit of a smile::
<Ethan> ::Picks up his tool box and climbs out of the Blackbird, dropping the box off at the tool bench and heading for the elevator::
<Peter> ::walks up into his room and sprawls out onto his bed, staring at the ceiling for a while::
<Warren> She's at university isn't she?
<Scott> ::walks into the Living Room::
<Ethan> ::Steps out of the elevator, heading in the direction of the kitchen::
<Rogue> ::ventures into the living room, sitting down in the chair closest to the windows to look out::
<Scott> ::takes a seat, sips his coffee and then sets it on a table::
<Jean> mmhmm..NYU. ((Must be looking for a distraction through my boring life..)) Think she has a pretty serious boyfriend now, too.
<Ethan> ::Walks over to the fridge, opening it and digging around in it, until he finds the sodas near the back, pulling out one and closing the door behind him::
<Warren> Jean, how're things between you and Scott? ::especially interested look::
<Jean> ::blinks and arches an eyebrow:: ((What ..?)) What do you mean, Warren? ::tone changing some::
<Warren> Oh, I don't know. You and he are pretty.. close, right?
<Jean> ((You're just...stupid..he didn't mean anything..not that you want anyone to think you're upset at Scott, either)) ::looks at him and shrugs:: He's one of my closest friends, yes.
<Ethan> ::Cracks open the soda and taking a sip and moving towards the Living Room, noticing Scott, first:: Checked out the engine a little bit...and fixed the quirks in the Navi Comp..still a few things we could probably look at fixing, though..::Looks around at the group, for a second, briefly noticing Rogue and trailing off:: Uhm, but yeah..The Nav comp works again.
<Rogue> ::looking out the window, quietly::
<Warren> Hmm. ::nods::
<Jean> Why? ::narrows her eyes at him:: ((Warren never does anything without there being a point))
<Warren> Oh, I was just curious.
<Jean> Obviously..but why? ::can't help but smirk and leans forward more on the table::
<Ethan> ::Blinks at the quiet in the room, for a minute and flops on the couch, sipping his soda::
<Rogue> ::glances up at Scott (assumedly) leaving, then looks toward Ethan:: ((Said he wanted to talk...))
<Warren> ::returns her smirk with one of his own:: Well, if you and Scott were anything more than close friends, then it wouldn't be appropriate for a young suiter to come call on you.
<Jean> ::gives him a look and shakes her head:: Warren, in a very very corny way are you asking me out?
<Ethan> ::Glances over at her, briefly, then quickly glances down as he sees her looking towards him:: ((Shit..I did say I want to talk to her...but I just know I'm going to screw this up, somehow..how do I even bring it up..))
<Warren> Would you say "yes" if I was?
<Rogue> ::picks at her glove:: ..Sorry Ah kinda blew up at you the other day...
<Ethan> ::looks up, slightly surprised:: Uhm..it's okay..I didn't mind or anything..
<Jean> I don't know...I don't usually deal in hypotheticals
<Ethan> Uh..I was thinking about what you said, though...::Glances over at her::
<Rogue> Yeah? ::picks at a fingertip of her glove::
<Warren> ::smirks:: Well that's too bad. ::gets up to leave:: I'll talk to you later.
<Ethan> Yeah...Uhm..::scratches his head:: Well, y'see..uh..I'd kinda like to learn more about you..that is..if you wanted to let me..::Watches her for a minute:: ((Nooo, that didn't make me sound lame at all..))
<Jean> But...Warren! ::yells at him and half surprised half pissed glare::
<Warren> Yes?
<Rogue> ::'now what' expression, glances around the room:: ...Not much to know.
<Jean> You don't get to do that you big ass ::stands up, hitting her palms against the top of the table::
<Warren> Why whatever do you mean? ::innocent look::
<Jean> ...oooh ::hits the table with her hand and shakes her hand:: Fine....fine ::moves away from the table and starts to storm towards the exit::
<Ethan> Uhm..Oh..well, not really like you have to tell me right now or..all at once, or something..or at all..uhm..::Shrugs, slightly:: I just figured we could maybe hang or go out and do something, sometime, though..
<Rogue> ... ::slightly forced smirk:: Ah don't really do the whole ... 'go out and do something' thing too well... ::shrugs::
<Ethan> heh. Neither do I, usually, but..::Quiet for a second:: Maybe go see a movie or something?
<Warren> ::chuckles and heads out of the infirmary after jean, but going in the opposite direction::
<Jean> ((Asshole...damn..men!..oooh)) ::growls and does the talking to herself in mumbles angrly thing as she continues on::
<Rogue> That sorta... goes along with the whole 'being around people' thing... ::mumbles::
<Ethan> ::Nods, slightly, thinking for a moment::
<Jean> ::continues on into the kitchen..occasionally mumbling louder than the continuous stream about men..feelings..and whatnot as she very loudly opens and closes cabinets and all the noises associated with getting a class of water, the dishes in the sink rattling some when she moves towards the sink::
<Rogue> It's just sorta... well, you saw what happened with Scott.
<Ethan> ::Nods, slightly:: Yeah, I guess I can understand that..::Frowns, slightly, thinking:: I have an idea..uhm..we have some time off, now that the mission is over, I think...and most of the others probably aren't going to stick around tonight...or they'll be in their rooms, most of the night..so..::Glances towards the TV:: We've got Satellite and PPV access, on this thing, I think..
<Jean> ::drinks the whole glass without stopping and then slams it down, letting out a angry sigh as she turns and moves quickly towards her room:: ((Go..study..or something!)) ::moves quickly up the stairs::
<Rogue> ::shrugs a little:: Watch whatever ya want..
<Ethan> Right..::Glances down, for a second, sipping his soda::
<Rogue> ...Does everyone know about what happened with Scott, yet? ... Cuz they should... it's dangerous... that's why no one should come to close or try to grab me or anything...
<Ethan> They didn't really tell me what exactly hapened, to be honest, but..::Glances at her:: What did exactly happen?
<Rogue> My glove slipped...
<Ethan> Huh? ::Blinks::
<Rogue> Ah sorta... fell off the bridge. He grabbed me, but my glove slipped and he got my arm...
<Ethan> ::Puzzled look:: I'm not sure I get it. He grabbed you by your arm...and that's what caused him to wind up unconscious?
<Rogue> ::grimaces slightly:: it's mah skin. if Ah touch anyone, ah drain their mind... memories... whatever. The.. powers part was kinda new... ((not to mention Ah started *lookin'* kinda like him... freaky stuff..))
<Ethan> Oh. ::Blinks:: Would explain why you kinda sounded like him back there...::Frowns, slightly, glancing at her:: I'm sorry. That really has to suck.
<Rogue> ..Ah don't really remember what happened after that, very clearly... what did Ah say?
<Ethan> ::Scratches his head:: Well..uhm..You were kinda pissed..but had that whole..air of authority Summers usually has..::Smirks, slightly:: And you told Ororo you weren't in the mood to deal with her shit and that you were driving. Totally sounded like him. The expression on her face was...interesting.
<Rogue> ::cringes:: ...
<Ethan> ::Looks at her expression:: Uhm..well, I'm sure Summers explained it to her...I don't think she'll really blame you, if it was him..
<Ethan> Well..his personality or memories or whatever..::Scratches his head::
<Rogue> ...she gives me dirty looks like she blames me.
<Ethan> She shouldn't..I don't think it was your fault.
<Ethan> Of course, I don't think it was Summers' fault, either...I mean...that kinda stuff..just..happens..::Glances over at her:: Uhm...how long have your powers been like this?
<Rogue> ::slight frown, shrugs:: Awhile. Since Ah was pretty young.
<Ethan> Ouch..::Sets his soda down, crossing his arms:: So..you mean,you've been without touching people for all that time..? ::Frowns, watchingher:: ((Man, that's so messed up..that's just..awful..))
<Rogue> ::shrugs:: ...It's not a big deal. ::looks away::
<Ethan> ::Frowns:: ((Somehow I doubt that's what you really think..)) Well..hey, I'm sure Chuck will manage to figure out something to help you..::Offers a slight smile:: I mean, he's one of the big authorities on these kinds of things, right?
<Rogue> ... ::evasive shrug:: Ah don't know too much about him, actually. ((And Ah'm not sure how much Ah want him pokin' around..)) ..was Petey's idea to come here, not mine..
<Ethan> ::Shrugs, slightly:: So I'm guessing he didn't try to sell you on his little dream speech..::Smirks:: Nice speech..beginning to think he might even be able to pull it off...but, anyways...he told me when I came here, he'd be able to help me learn to control my powers..I'm still working on it, but I'm getting better...so..maybe he can do the same for you.
<Rogue> ..Ah think Ah've about got the control part down... ::slightly mocking smirk:: Ah don't touch nobody, Ah control whether or not Ah use them, just fine...
<Ethan> ::Tilts his head:: Well, I guess that's true...it's not what I meant, really..but..::Shrugs, slightly::
<Ethan> But..don't you ever, y'know..wish you didn't have to worry about them? ::Reaches over and takes a sip of his soda:: Not that I'm a big fan of people and all, but..::Shrug::
<Rogue> Ah'm sorta used to it now, Ah guess. It's not like Ah have to think... oh, don't touch... Ah just don't touch.
<Ethan> Ah..I see..::Looks down at the table in front of him, going somewhat quiet:: ((That's...really kind of sad..))
<Rogue> Ah just get jumpy when Ah'm in a crowd... harder to keep track of that many other people.
<Ethan> ::nods, slightly:: And to keep them a safe distance away from you?
<Rogue> Yeah, Ah guess... people who talk with their hands kinda put me on edge, too. ::half-smirk::
<Ethan> Hmm. ::Nods, slightly:: Yeah, I guess that would be kinda distracting..having to watch what they're doing with their hands all the time...truthfully, people who do that kinda annoy me, anyways..::Smirks::
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