THE XAVIER INSTITUTE OF HIGHER LEARNING

Mission Log #11

>>ATTENTION<<
<Peter> @@
<Warren> @@
<Jean> @@
<Rogue> @@
<Sydney> @@
<Ethan> @@
>>SIM START<<
LOCATION> THE XAVIER INSTITUTE, WESTCHESTER, NEW YORK
SCENE> BRISK FALL DAY.. ABOUT UPPER 0 LOWER 0s.. LATE AFTERNOON
<Warren> ::in the gym, doing pullups::
<Rogue> ::wanders downstairs, having hid out in her room for most of the morning::
<Jean> ::comes down the stairs with her hair up and her glasses on holding a notebook w/ a pen stuck in the spiral. She's wearing a orange tshirt with dark jeans whistling "Blackbird" as she walks::
<Rogue> ::tugs on the sleeves of her dark gray turtleneck a bit selfconsciously, moving to the side out of Jean's way::
<Scott> ::sits down on the seat of the pec flye machine, after setting up the weight... positions his arms and then begins to bring them together.. continues to do that for a set of ::
<Jean> ::looks over and waves to Rogue..still whistling before reaching the bottom of the stairs and turning towards the elevator::
<Scott> ::breathes in.. then out:: How you doing.. ::in... out:: War?
<Rogue> ::waves back slightly, heading for the back door and pulling a fairly thick jacket out of a closet on the way::
<Sydney> ::Tip toes out of the elevator at the gym.::
<Jean> ((Pretty quiet today..)) ::moves into the elevator::
<Ethan> ((Feh..)) ::straightens his jacket slightly:: ((Wish it was a little warmer..))
<Warren> Pretty good, you?
<Rogue> ::pulls the coat on, grimacing at the static caused by the sleeve sliding over the material of her gloves, and steps out the door::
<Scott> Eh.. ::finishes his set and rests for a minute:: alright.
<Warren> ::drops to the floor after completing his sets and dabs the sweat from his brow with his towel, then moves over to the bench and starts putting on some plates:: Spot me, when you get done over there?
<Jean> ((Never thought I'd spend this much of my time studying..kinda funny)) ::steps out of the elevator at the basement starting to turn towards the infirmary but turns her head towards the Gym:: ((hmm..))
<Scott> Hold on a sec.. just one :: in...out:: more.. ::in...out:: set.
<Scott> ugg.. ::struggles with the last rep:: whoo! man that was good. ::sets the weight back down to lowest.. picks up his towel and walks over to Warren, stretches his chest a little:: Alright
<Jean> Huh..::stops whistling and very quietly moves towards the gym doors..which assuming they're like most hs gym doors w/ the slit windows in them..where she can hide and both view the inside at the same time..looks in on Warren and Scott:: ((Now..isn't that a nice..sweaty picture))
<Scott> ::wipes the sweat off his brow and drops his towel on the
ground, walks to the back of bench, near Warren's head::
<Warren> ::grasps the bar, breathes then lifts it off the rack:: So, ::lowers:: how are things between you and Jean these days. ::raises::
<Scott> ::keeps his hands below the bar, moving with it, just in case:: ..about the same. We're friends.. it's been kinda weird though.. the stuff with.. y'know.
<Warren> ::lowers:: How would you feel ::raises:: if someone asked her
out?
<Jean> ::continues to watch and smirks:: ((Damn...should probably go soon)) ::checks down the hall and then looks back in:: ((Hard to pull away from though..))
<Scott> ..someone...?
<Scott> ..like you?
<Ororo> ::taps Jean on the shoulder from behind, in her usual silent style, when she's not flapping her mouth::
<Warren> ::lowers:: Just someone. ::raises::
<Scott> It's not my place to object.
<Jean> Ah! ::turns around quickly having been too engrosed with watching the boys:: ((I just looked..)) ::blinks and moves out of the view of the window quickly:: Ro! ::says lower:: What in the hell are you doing?
<Scott> It's not like we're together or anything.
<Warren> That's not ::lowers:: what I asked. ::raises::
<Scott> ::shrugs::
<Ororo> ::flashes a rather large smirk::  Don't think it's what I was doing, so much as what you were doing.  Jeanie, Jeanie..I had no idea.  ::grin widens even further. She wears a pair of khakis and a red and black jacket, her right eye covered practically covered behind bangs, and the rest flat down around her shoulders::
<Scott> ::looks up and at the door:: you hear anything?
<Jean> I wasn't..::gives her and look..then shrugs and shakes her head::
Nothing you wouldn't have done ::sticks her tongue out at her::
<Ororo> There's a difference between you and I though.  You're the good egg, Red.  ::folds her arms over her chest, and slowly peaks her head in, taking a look for herself::  ((IF they'd just be quiet, they'd actually look decent.))
<Scott> ::catches Ro:: We have voyeurs..
<Warren> ::places the bar back on the rack:: Is that so?
<Jean> I'm not all that good..and you're so going to blow my cover, if...crap ::shakes her head and starts to back away from the door..still unseen::
<Scott> ::nods his head::
<Ororo> ::waves her hand towards them::  We have a winner!
<Scott> ::shakes his head, waves back::
<Ororo> ::eyes glance around the room for a moment:: Have either of you goons seen my Sex Machine?  I'm late for a nooner.  ::snickers faintly:: Kidding..  I misplaced my Piotr.
<Jean> ((Shoudln't have come..well yes I should have..but damnit..shouldn't have gotten caught)) ::shakes her head::
<Warren> Well then, let's not disappoint. ::walks towards scott, grabs his head with one hand so he can't pull away and his ass with the other and plants one on him::
<Bobby> ::enters the kitchen, grabbing a soda from the fridge::
<Jean> ::stops..blinking as she looks in the window to see and her mouth drops open:: ((Oh my god..))
<Ororo> You know, I always knew you two were a couple of freaks..::reaches back, grabbing Jean's hand and dragging her into eyesight:: And this time I have a witness!
<Jean> Ack..::grabbed and dragged:: 'Ro! ::blinks and looks at the two of them still very wided eyed::
<Ororo> ::rolls her eyes::  Oh now don't be a Bambi Jean.  ::points towards them::  I'll have to show you how to lay a real liplock sometime, Wings.
<Jean> ::blinks..realizes she's staring and then looks around the gym till her eyes settle on Ro and she glares at her with that "I'm going to kill you look"::
<Sydney> ::Suddenly giggles from the back of the gym.::
<Jean> ::blinks and looks towards the giggle:: Sydney?
<Warren> ::pulls away, playfully slapping scott on the face (to induce breathing):: Was it good for you, lover?
<Ororo> Ah ha!  Another witness!  ::looks about again::
<Scott> ..::..indeed totally stunned.. backs up::
<Ororo> No wonder you're so skittish around females, Cyke.  ::unzips her jacket and tosses it onto the floor, revealing a black top::  Also explains why you guys keep it so damn hot in here..
<Jean> Well...yeah uhm ::going a bit red..and you know her being a pale red head that's not noticeable..looks around again:: I think you all have enough of an audience..I'm going to go uhm..yeah..Infirmary ::nods and turns quickly..still holding her notebook and towards the exit::
<Sydney> ::Waves one pale hand from behind the weight machine she was using with a perfect view of the smooch, but hidden to the peeping Toms.::
<Scott> ::turns red.. for fear, embarrassment.. can't tell::
<Warren> Loosen up, Scott, it was just a kiss, and not a very good one.
<Ororo> ::snickers, then resting her hands on her hips::  You know I'm gonna tell everyone.
<Ethan> ::Hops off the roof, hovering the last few feet and heading back inside::
<Scott> ..::leaves::
<Sydney> ::Pauses very quietly and looks at Scott before sitting up.::
<Jean> oh god ::once she exits the gym...rubs her forehead and moves towards the infirmary:: ((I have no idea why I got so hot in there...well...oh god nevermind))
<Scott> ((He didn't mean it like that..quit being stupid.. or did he?))
<Ororo> ::walks over to Warren, and rests a hand on his shoulder::  I was all wrong about you, Wings.
<Sydney> That wasn't never nice guys... ::She suddenly frowns and starts following after Scott.:: ((Did he...?))
<Warren> ::smirks at ro:: I am full of surprises.
<Jean> ::plops the notebook down on the lab table..leaning forward with her elbows on it and rubs her forehead::
<Scott> ((stop it..! goddamnit no..)) ::tries to quickly get to his room::
<Sydney> Scott? Wait, please?
<Ororo> ::nods her head::  Sounds like it.  ::her eyes turn to regard the weight bench::  Never have understood why you guys use these so much.
<Bobby> Wonder where everyone is... ::finishes his soda and heads for the gym::
<Scott> ((Can't stop..)) ::makes his way to his room, shuts and locks his door.. heads to the bathroom:: ((Stop it.. I'm done with that, that's not me))
<Sydney> ::She looks quietly at the door and stands there waiting.::
<Jean> ::moves her arms quickly..hitting her head against the notebook once and then straightens up pushing her hair back and shakes her head:: ((Ok..now that that's over..))
<Rogue> ::on her way back up through the dorms, comes across Syd standing in front of Scott's door:: ... ::looks from Syd to the door:: You okay?
<Scott> ::blinks.. knows tears should be running down his cheek.. but the optic blasts stop them::
<Bobby> ::walks past where Rogue and Syd are standing, outside Scott's door:: What's the fuss all about, peeps?
<Jean> ::opens up her notebook, after taking the pen out, and puts her hand to paper to start to write. She blinks and then tosses the pen down:: ((Well..not in any mood to do this now..damn it)) ::shakes her head, laughing
lightly, and starts to move back towards the elevator::
<Scott> ((I wish they would just fucking leave.. get the fuck outta here))
<Ororo> ((Heh heh heh..Wait 'till I tell Pete.))  ::picks up her jacket, and tosses it over her shoulder, then exiting the gym::
<Sydney> ::Nods meekly.:: I just... He got kissed by Warren. As a joke, I think. I then saw his face... I've seen that face. I... I understand. I've had that face, and in the asylum, I've meet people like that. ::quietly.:: I just wanted to give him a hug.
<Jean> ::stops in the doorway and tilts her head:: ((Wait a second..)) ::goes over the scenario again..now with a clear mind:: ((Wonder..)) ::crosses her arms and heads into the elevator:: {{Scott?}}
<Rogue> ... ::brow furrows... points to the door:: Scott? He ran back here? ((That would... Ah don't think he'd... that's not good...))
<Scott> ((stay the FUCK OUT!!)) ::Tries to bring up his mental shields to max::
<Sydney> ::Quietly.:: You don't ask when you see that face.
<Jean> ::blinks and stumbles..falling back against the elevator wall..gasps and winces:: oh god..
<Rogue> ((...should he be alone? Ah'd want to be... well, Ah would be anyway... but he's gotta be pretty shook up... )) ::worried look, chews on her lip::
<Jean> Ah..::rubs her forehead and then opens her eyes..narrows them:: ((No..he did not))
<Bobby> ::eyes Sydney and then Rogue:: ((Wow... that's some serious stuff...))
<Ethan> ::Enters the living room and plops onto the couch, oblivious to anything going on::
<Jean> ::slams her finger down on the nd floor button and glares:: ((He better have a fucking good reason for giving me this damn headache!))
<Sydney> ::Suddenly speaks coldly.:: And if he didn't mind it, I would of think it was funny. But he does. And no one sees this. That's why no one here is 'hard core' in my eyes.
<Rogue> ::hesitates, then swallows hard and tries the doorknob:: Let me talk to him... ((That's gotta sound pretty weird, comin' from me...))
ACTION> DOOR IS LOCKED
<Jean> ::her arms crossed as she exits the elevator and storms towards Scott's room::
<Rogue> ::frowns and twists the knob the other way, a bit harder::
ACTION> THE DOOR HANDLE TWISTS  ALL THE WAY AND THE LOCK IS
BROKEN, LETTING HER IN
<Rogue> ::glances to Syd:: ..Can you keep everyone else out of here?  Ah... Ah don't think he'll take to company real well right now... ::pushes the door open warily and edges inside, closing it behind her::
<Sydney> ::Nods dutifully.::
<Sydney> You'll help me, won't you Bobby?
<Scott> ..::lowly.. sniffs, lowers his voice so it can't be noticed that he was crying:: who's there?
<Jean> Excuse me, guys ::obviously very very pissed off she moves past them and pounds on th edoor once w/ her fist:: Michael Scott Summers! You do not have any right to talk to me like that when I didn't do anything! ((Not to mention..why in the hell is Rogue in there!))
<Bobby> ::looks to Rogue then Syd:: Sure, sure, no prob.
<Rogue> .. ::cringes at the banging on the door behind her:: It's just Rogue.. me.. ::warily moves toward the bathroom::
<Sydney> Jean... please don't go in.
<Scott> ::still lowly:: what do you want?
<Jean> The fuck it is, Rogue. ::turns her head towards Syd:: {{Don't..I'm too pissed}} ::glares back at the door waiting for one more reply before coming in::
<Bobby> Um... hey Jean! ::waves at her, tugging on her shirt:: What's up? Look, watch this! ::juggles some small bits of ice::
<Sydney> Rogue thinks she can talk to him... she said that. I believe and I trust her.
<Rogue> Ah just... heard what happened... you wanna talk? ((What was Ah thinking, coming in here? ..but if Ah didn't, it's not like anyone else here'd understand..))
<Scott> ((I'm not like that anymore..)) ::hugs his knees::
<Scott> no.
<Rogue> Then ya don't have to talk.... ::glances around, biting her lip, then sits on the edge of the bed:: ...but you kinda sound like you could stand to blow off some steam...
<Scott> you know already... you know..
<Jean> ::glares at Syd..some hurt in the look this time..shakes her head and glares at the door again::
<Bobby> ((C'mon, think of something!)) Hmm... ooh! Jeanie! I've got a joke for you! What's black and white and red all over?
<Rogue> Yeah.... Ah do... Ah didn't see what happened back there... but Ah can guess, Ah think, what you're thinking right now...
<Sydney> It's not what you think Jean... Scott looked hurt, really hurt. I saw it in his face. It's... something I've seen before.
<Jean> ::totally ignoring bobby...a tear coming down from one eye but still looking very pissed at the door:: ((What in the fuck is she doing in there then? I'm the one he talks to. He doesn't even fucking know her half as well as he knows me..trusts me. ))
<Scott> he kissed me.. why the fuck would he kiss me?
<Sydney> Lots of kids who were molestered at the asylum-clinic had that look sometimes...
<Bobby> It's a... a... ::frowns, looking to Syd for any idea what to do::
<Jean> ::her arms start shaking some as objects begin to rattle some in the hallway:: ((What..I mean..why is she in there!?...)) ::blinks and looks towards Syd..with the same expresion:: What?
<Rogue> Ah dunno... ((Ah didn't think wing-boy was...)) Did he.. say anything?
<Scott> ..i just left.. i had to get out of there.. everything just came coming back..
<Sydney> Kids who got molstered had that look when someone would touch them, like a hug or something. Not all of them, but enough...
<Jean> ..You..him? ::points towards the door::
<Sydney> ::Nods.::
<Rogue> ::rests her chin in her hands, looking a little distant:: ...weird stuff can trigger it... ::looks back toward Scott:: just... don't re-live it... keep talking and it's harder to fall back into your head... ::flushes slightly:: ((Like Ah'm some kind of advice guru...))
<Scott> God.. ::to himself:: fucking Jack... i fucking hate him.. i'm fucked up...
<Ororo> ::slips into the living room after having ran a couple of more than likely snooping errands, and moves to the stereo resting on the back wall:: ((S'probably the first time this room has been empty since the new kids moved in.))  ::digs through her jacket pockets, and finally brandishes a cd, which is pushed into the player.  Her hand then moves to the volume dial::  ((Wonder if it has more bump than mine upstairs.))
<Rogue> ::fists clenched beside her knees, suppresses a shiver:: ((...not even my memories, and it still gives me chills...)) You're not... Ah mean... look where you are... you're moving on... going to this fancy school... got lots of friends here... you don't let it hold you down..
<Bobby> ::just puts his hands in his pockets, not knowing how to deal with this stuff:: ((Eep... this stuff is pretty damned serious. And me being all worried about what I've gone through... I'm an idiot.)) ::slumps against the wall::
<Scott> i'm a fucking mess.. a blubbering pussy.. I can't even cry right i'm so fucked
<Sydney> So don't be mad at him Jean... he'll tell you one day.
<Ororo> ::turns it up as loud as possible, without blowing the speakers, and moves away, beginning to dance along with the song, all the while softly singing along::  ((Dunno what the big deal is.  Kinda tempted to find out, but not now, when the squad is hording over him.  Plus itll make me look weak, and Mama didn't raise a gimp.))
<Sydney> ::Glances at Bobby, looks at him curiously for a moment then suddenly hugs him.:: We don't need so many sour pusses here.
<Rogue> ...most of the people Ah've seen would've broken if they'd been through what you have. You didn't break, you're here, you're out... how is that bad? ((Ah don't even know how to say it right... ))
<Bobby> ::blinks, surprised that Syd would hug him, then hugs her back::
<Sydney> We'll talk later, okay?
<Ororo> ((Where's the "Turn that shit off Ororo!" screams?  Must be pretty serious, I guess.))  ::continues to dance about the living room, although her yes glance around, as do her ears become more curious than usual::
<Scott> ::picks up something and throws it at his medicine cabinet, shattering it:: AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
<Jean> ::glares at Syd again growing more angry since she confirmed it verbally:: Fuck he will...just Fine! ::yelling to where Scott and Rogue can obviously hear..and blinks at the sound of him shattering something..opening and slamming the door back shut as she walks in:: ((Don't care if it's the wrong thing to do..)) WHat in the fuck is going on?
<Bobby> ::nods to Syd:: O-ok. Um.. thanks, Syd. ::manages a weak smile:: ((God, I'm so stupid to bitch to myself about little problems I have when other people have had it -much- worse...))
<Rogue> ::jumps slightly, glancing at the shattered glass:: ... ((Hope he doesn't get all cut up now...)) Need somethin' more to break? ((It *does* help...))
<Scott> ..::hears the door open followed by Jean's barging in:: shit.. ::scrambles to close the door to the bathroom::
<Rogue> ::whirls, blocking Jean's way::
<Ororo> Well this is no fun.. ::wrinkles her nose as she moves back to the stero to turn it down::  Shit.  ::looks torn on what to do, then hearing the crash upstairs::  Cool, something's finally going down.  Wonder if she knocked him out already..  ((Petey would probably get mad at me for saying that.....Heh heh!))
<Rogue> ::eyes narrow:: Get outta here!  You don't know what you're doing!
<Jean> ((What...ooh)) ::glares at Rogue more pissed than ever things in Scott's room starting to move about:: ((Oh I know what I'm doing now)) Get the fuck out of my way
<Rogue> ::stubborn set to her jaw:: No! You don't understand! ::still blocking her path::
<Jean> I Said! Get the FUCK out of my way, Rogue!
<Sydney> No problem... ::Looks up and frowns crossly at the nosie.:: I'd... wait here. ::Lets go of Bobby and glances at the door and shuts it.:: And we're only moving if the Professor comes.
<Ororo> ::looks up to the ceiling, considering, then: ::  Oh fuck it. ::starts up the stairs, following the sound of voices::  ((I wanna see, I wanna see now!))
<Rogue> ::getting red in the face:: and AH said you don't know what the HELL you're doing, you dumb bitch! Back off and let him be!!
<Ethan> ::Steps out of the kitchen, blinking at the nose, and heading upstairs:: ((The fuck?))
<Bobby> ::watches Syd close the door:: I hope nothing bad happens...
<Scott> ::opens the door to the bathroom, nose still red from the crying:: Jean. Rogue.
<Ororo> ::finally makes her way up the stairs and down the hall, seeing Syd and Bobby:: It's not you two?  Heh, damn!  At least I didn't make that bet. 
<Jean> ::things in Scott's room star flying around at the dumb bitch comment as she shakes all over and looks at Rogue and then Scott:: Fine Scott..you want to talk to your little whore..who you've seem to grown more trust for in a matter of days, you go ahead and just do that. ::glares at Rogue one more time before storming out of the room..using her tk to swing the door
open knocking it off a hinge::
<Xavier> ::Rolls down into the hallway after leaving his study, looking at the group outside the door.:: Ororo, I do believe you left the radio on...
<Scott> ::grabs Jean by the arm::
<Scott> Stop it. You have no right to talk to her like that. You're pissed at me, not her.
<Ororo> ::glances up, noticing him down the hall::  You have got to teach me that trick, man.
<Jean> Let go of me, jackass! ::tries to yank her arm back::
<Jean> DAmn straight I'm mad at you, and she started it! ::glares at him still struggling::
<Xavier> ::His face remains calm at the door opening.:: You can hear in my study... Pardon me. ::He rolls into Scott's room, a cool look in his eyes.::
<Scott> ::keeps a firm hold:: Jean..
<Ororo> ::creeps behind Xavier, her expression going rather calm as well::  ((Yeah yeah, probably that mind snooping shit again.  Gives me the creeps sometimes.))  Lemme ah..help you Professor. 
<Bobby> ::watches Professor X roll by, meaning to say something but doesn't, or can't:: ((He'll know what to do, I hope...))
<Scott> You have no IDEA what happened.
<Rogue> You started it yourself, *Jean*! ::shoves her way back into the fracas, too pissed to think about avoiding people's personal space:: You don't know what the hell you're talkin' about, and you go stompin' in here bitchin' at Scott just because you got some dumb bug up your ass!! ::still madder than a wet hen, to use Southern terminology, and beet red::
<Scott> ::tries to keep them apart.. struggles against Rogue:: Rogue, Jean, just STOP!
<Ethan> ::Heads up the stairs, blinking as he looks around:: ...What the fuck is going on?
<Jean> ::looking from Scott to Rogue:: Of course I don't, you're telling her! ::blinks at Rogue's comments..things flying aroudn the hallway now and her shaking harder than every and when two tears fall down she tries to sling Scott back with her TK:: let me go!
<Xavier> Scott, let her go. ::He ignores Rogue's outburst.::I will talk to her later.
<Rogue> Don't you care about anyone but-- ::subsides, glaring at Jean, backing up a couple steps and crossing her arms over her chest::
<Scott> ::flies back into his antique armoire with a thud::
<Ororo> ((Cool..I haven't seen one of these fights in..a few months. Ah, the good ole days..))  ::looks down to Xavier for a moment, curiously, then moves to pull Rogue back:: Girl, chill.  Both of ya'll, knock it off and quit acting like..me.  ((Heh heh, I almost sounded proud.))
<Rogue> ::jerks away from Ororo's touch, and wipes her nose, still glaring::
<Xavier> As for the rest of you, this is none of your business.
<Jean> ::grabs her arm..blinks just now noticing everyone else and so confused, hurt, and worried:: Can't you all mind your own fucking business! ::yells as she runs towards the stairs..stumbling a bit before getting at a good pace::
<Scott> ::winces, clenches his jaw:: ((god damn that hurt.))
<Sydney> ... I'll be right back Bobby. ::Heads after Jean to talk to her.::
<Ethan> ::mumbles:: ...Yeah, well...kinda hard not to notice screaming and shouting and general hell breaking loose in the floors above you..::Scratches his head, looking around cluelessly::
<Bobby> ::watches Syd go:: Take your time, Syd. ((Syd's great at this stuff, she's much more useful comforting Red now than insecure, little ol' me.))
<Peter> ::comes stumbling out of his room, in boxers and a tanktop:: ((Daimaneya twayu jopu?!)) What is going on?! I try to sleep for a little bit and all there is is noise everywhere! The rangers game is not even until tonight! ::bewildered, confused, and tired look::
<Ororo> ((So she's got a little fire afterall.  Wonder if it's actually hers.))  ::looks almost amused to Rogue, then at Xavier::  If you're gonna bitch folks out, you can put me on that list.  And yeah I know, early morning session,
the usual time, right?
<Jean> ::heads towards the door, slamming it after her:: {{Sydney..please..don't. I know your'e trying to be nice..but if you do I might take your head off in the process because of how ..upset I am}} ::starts running towards the boathouse::
<Scott> ::picks himself up, holds his back::
<Bobby> ::eyes Peter as he stumbles out of his room:: ...dude. No. No. Go back and get dressed, comrade! ::turns and closes his eyes::
<Rogue> ... ((Now Ah can't say anything more to him, with everyone all clumped up around here...))
<Xavier> ::Sighs:: The polite course of action would be, Ethan, is to leave the room now. That goes for the rest of you.
<Scott> ::sighs::
<Sydney> ::Stands in the middle of the hall way for a second, looking puzzled then shurgs.::
<Ororo> ((Damn.  I always miss the reall good stuff, and Jean's probably too mad at me to gimme the 411 afterwards.))  ::shrugs:: There is a God, no punishment.  ::mumbles as she walks out of the room, stopping dead in her tracks to see Piotr::  Woo-woo!
<Ethan> Technically, I'm in the hall...which...is ironically in front of both my room and his. ::Raises an eyebrow, glancing over at Rogue and Scott, for a second:: But yeah..whatever..I just thought that an evil mutant or something was attacking..got worried, thought I'd check it out...::Shrugs, turns towards his room::
<Jean> ((Plus I hate anyone seeing me cry..)) ::tears streaming down her face as she runs into the boathouse, slamming the door and moving into a corner to curl her knees up to her chest and cry and shout pissed off ramblings::
<Scott> ::sits on his bed.. puts his head in his hands::
<Sydney> ::Takes a second look at Peter and looks guilty about for a brief second before running into Scott's room real quick.::
<Xavier> Sydney, I want you all to leave.
<Peter> ::runs a hand through his hair:: Dressed? ::looks down:: ...oh... ::turns slightly red:: Yes, yes dressed, sleep would be nicer!! ::stumbles back into his room::
<Sydney> ::Ingores Xavier for a brief moment to walk over to Scott and give him a big hug like she had planned.:: It's okay... I understand. I'm sorry I laughed.
<Ororo> ::snickers momentarily, and looks over to Bobby::  Too bad his clothes are up in my room.  At least the ones he wore last night were.
<Sydney> ::She quickly leaves the room.::
<Ethan> ::sits down on his bed:: ((I so have no idea what the fuck is going on..)) ::Rubs his forehead, in utter confusion::
<Scott> thanks..
<Bobby> ::rolls his eyes:: Gah! I don't have to take this! I'm leaving! ::leaves, following Syd out, then taps her on the shoulder once they're both out:: Hey... you ok?
<Peter> ::grins standing in the doorway of his room, shooting a glance to Ororo:: Yeah.... Speaking of which... I'm still pretty tired....
<Rogue> ::studies her toes, looking a bit shaken now that she's not beet red  and spitting mad anymore:: ...sorry...
<Xavier> ::Lifts the door up and shuts it behind him with tk.:: I'm sorry I did not intervien sooner Scott. I believed Rogue was doing a good enough job being there for you. ::His voice is tired.::
<Ororo> I take pride in my work.  You know, you don't have to sneak down here in the middle of the night.  I'm pretty sure they all know.  ::shrugs faintly and tugs on her jacket::  ((Where'd Jean go?)) Go put on some pants.  I want you to come help me with something.  Please?  ::mock-pouts::
<Xavier> No, Rogue. Don't be, I'm quite proud of you on wanting to help.
<Sydney> ::Nods.:: I'm reminded of 'home'. ::Light smile.::
<Peter> Sure.... Hold on one sec... ::walks full into his room, not bothering to close the door, then reaches into a drawer and grabs a pair of jeans, puts them on, fits a belt through, puts on some cologne and is ready, leaving the wifebeater on as his shirt::
<Rogue> ::flushes again, a bit:: ...
<Xavier> Do you want me to stay or do you two want to talk?
<Ororo> S'cute.  ::jabs him in the arm::  We've uh..  Got to find Jean.
<Scott> Stay.. please?
<Xavier> ::Nods.::
<Peter> ::nods:: Why do we need to find Jean? ((Wonderful....)) ::starts walking alongside Ororo::
<Sydney> ::Sighs and leans aganist the wall.:: ... I think I want out of here for a little while.
<Ororo> ::glances up to him for a moment, and then back ahead::  It's a long story.  ::pats his shoulder as they walk down the stairs::  How ould we know where she went though?  Path of destruction?
<Rogue> ::still studying the floor:: ...((probably wants me to get out of here... )) ::starts edging toward the door::
<Peter> ::shrugs:: I have no idea... I just woke up Ororo.... I don't know what the hell is going on
<Ororo> Well..She's mad about something..Like really pissed..  And I dunno why.  But I want to know.  And I want you there to keep me from getting slung around like a rag doll..::forces a smirk, and steps out of the front door, which happens to be chaotically flung open::  Uh-huh.
<Scott> ..Please.. don't
<Bobby> ::looks at Syd:: Yeah?
<Rogue> ::somewhat surprised glance up:: ...
<Bobby> It might be good for you, maybe... I dunno. I'm not good with advice. I'm just here for comic relief. ::smiles,leaning on the wall next to Syd and looking at her::
<Peter> You really think Jean could take you? ::chuckles slightly::
<Scott> ::looks to Rogue, then Xavier::  ..why did they come back.. I thought they were gone? ::Sniffs::
<Jean> ::puts her head up on her knees..face red from tears now..her
anger having mostly gone away:: ((God..that was horrible)) God.. ::lets her legs fall into a crossed position and she lays her head over her legs:: ((This sucks..I don't want to face anyone now..especially him))
<Ororo> Dude, she can do all the mind whammy.  ::shivers and rubs her shoulders::  That shit's just..creepy.  I could probably at least break her nose first though.  ::scans the area::  Whoa..  ::points at the trail of bent trees::
I can't claim that one Pete..
<Peter> ::sighs:: ((This isn't working for me....)) Alright... lets go... ::follows the path of destruction::
<Rogue> ::somewhat confused look at Xavier, as if she isn't sure what to say with him standing there::
<Ororo> ::stops, and glances over her shoulder to him::  What?  Don't tell me I pissed you off, too?
<Peter> Why do you always think that I am mad at you? ::shakes his head laughing slightly:: I just don't like being around telepaths and people who can manipulate minds ever since the day at the bridge...
<Ororo> Well me either..But this is my girl we're talking about. ::moves her hands to rest upon her hips::  It's not like she'd do something like that.  ((I hope..))  ::frowns::  Xavier, on the other hand...::voice trails off as she resumes walking::
<Xavier> ::Sighs quietly.:: Memories are always with us, unpleasant or wonderful. They're become apart of you no matter how you recieve them.
<Jean> ::sighs and picks herself up using the wall and moves over to a mirror above the dresser and holds her arm up to look at the bruise forming from where Scott held her:: ((Aww..damn)) ::winces::
<Scott> I don't want that.. they're not a part of me.. are they? is that what I am... a ::mouthes:: whore?
<Sydney> ... Do they have an acrade near by?
<Peter> I suppose... ::shrugs:: ((She better not... Her constant snooping is annoying enough...))
<Jean> Oww..and shit..::senses Ro and peter..keeping on the aware of people approaching..she moves over to the water pitcher and bowl. She pours some of the water in and starts to wash her face::
<Bobby> ::nods at Syd:: Uh-huh. You up for a little action... er, -arcade- action? heh ::blushes:: ((Dummy!))
<Ororo> Are you sure you're okay?  ::casts another glance back over her shoulder, out of concern, as they approach the boathouse::  ((Dunno why I didn't recognize this before.  I think it's where she used to hide it, according to
Warren.))
<Xavier> No, Scott, of course not. You're not a whore, you've choose to become something more. But what has happened to you gives you character, a perspective of what life can be for those who have not been in the best of places. You've gained compassion.
<Rogue> ::uncertain look at Xavier again, before glancing back to Scott:: ...
<Xavier> And that's what makes you a leader.
<Scott> Why me..? I didn't ask for this..
<Ethan> ::Reaches over and picks up his guitar and a pick, idly strumming a few chords::
<Sydney> ::Smiles slightly.:: All right...
<Peter> Yeah, I'm fine... ::looks to Ro just kinda following but not really planning on saying much:: <Rogue> No one asks for what happens to them... you just kinda figure it out as you go... ::shuts up again::
<Ororo> ((He's lying again.  Shit, what am I thinking?))  ::furrows her brow and goes to knock on the boathouse door::
<Bobby> ::nods to Syd:: Cool. Let the games begin! heh
<Xavier> True leaders never ask... you've been dealt with a tough stituation.
<Sydney> So what games do we have?
<Jean> ::sighs and looks up at the mirror whiping her face dry:: It's open
<Bobby> Hmm... Golden Axe, Cabal, Double Dragons one and two, and this virtual chess thingy... guess which one the prof picked out?
<Ororo> ::carefully opens the door, her eyes casting out to the inside. She then waits for Peter to enter too:: Jeeeeeeeean..
<Peter> ::stalks in, after Ororo:: ((I guess supporting Ororo is reason enough to be here...))
<Scott> ::sniffs:: Professor..?
<Sydney> Cabal? ::Tiny smile::
<Ethan> ::Plugs it into his mini-amp, and begins tuning it, wincing at how out of tune it is::
<Jean> What, 'Ro? ::sighs, turning to look at the both of them. She leans back against the dresser and crosses her arms so they can't see the bruise::
<Scott> ::coughs::
<Xavier> Yes Scott?
<Bobby> ::nods:: Yup! My personal fave.
<Rogue> ::glances around for any sign of a box of kleenex::
<Scott> ..Thank you.. you've helped me so much...
<Ororo> What..::pauses, searching for the words:: ..'s up?  ((Yeah,
brilliant.))
<Xavier> ::Smiles.:: Your welcome Scott, I'm very proud of how you've become.
<Peter> ::looks to Ororo, and then to Jean, feeling incredibly awkward in this situation::
<Scott> ::returns the smile::
<Rogue> ((Huh... kinda surprises me... I didn't know the professor ever cracked a smile...))
<Jean> ::nods and looks down, biting her lip and feeling the awkwardness:: Thanks for coming. I can handle it, guys. You don't have to stay, but I appreciate checking up on me. ((More than he..oh just shut up))
<Sydney> Does he have DC VS Capcom game? Or maybe Darkstalkers? ::Looks hopeful.::
<Scott> ((..Professor? How is she? I really screwed up with her..))
<Ororo> You don't have to be that tough to me, Jean.  ::crosses her arms, interlinking one to Peter::  Though I've never seen you that mad before..Even when I froze you bra that one night.
<Ethan> ::Finishes his tuning and starts playing a minor little tune::
<Jean> ::still looking down lets out a chuckle, then brings one hand up to rub her forehead:: Yeah uhm..::sighs and looks up:: I really will be ok, though. Allready pretty cooled down.
<Xavier> {{She's upset, jealous. Telepathy is hardly an issue to tell that much.}}
<Bobby> ::hmmms:: I don't know. Let's go see, shall we? ::holds his arm out for Syd to put hers through::
<Peter> ::frowns slightly:: Sorry.... I wish I could be more help... I don't really know what happened..
<Xavier> ::Glances at Rogue.:: Are you doing okay, Rogue? Is there something you need to talk about?
<Jean> ::looks over to Peter and nods:: AS much as I'm sure 'Ro enjoyed it, I'm sure you wouldn't have, Peter.
<Ororo> You should talk to him, ya'know.  ::her voice lowers somewhat:: Alone.  And face to face.
<Rogue> ::glances around, nervously:: ...Ah was just... here to listen.. Ah can go now if you want...
<Peter> ::laughs:: Did you walk in on Scott in the shower or something? ::totally oblivious to the situation::
<Sydney>::Smiles and takes Bobby's arm.:: I can't believe someone would make such a lame idea for the game. Super heroes versus ninja people.
<Jean> ::shakes her head and rubs the bruise and winces:: No, Peter. Huge fight with me, Scott, and Rogue. And, ::looks over to Ro:: No..I don't think so
<Peter> ::Scratches his head:: Oh... alright then...
<Scott> ((Is she willing to talk..? I don't want this to screw up our friendship over something like this..))
<Bobby> ::chuckles:: Hehe, yes, that's silly alright. Silly indeed. ::nods, then just stands there for a sec:: ...oh right, we were going somewhere... to the arcade! hehe ::starts walking::
<Xavier> ::Nods.:: I'm here if you do have any issues, all right?
<Ororo> Piotr!  ::mock scowls::  I mean..Something like that..::casts wander over to where Jean's hand is rubbing:: ((The fuck is that?  He didn't..?))  ::gaze remains locked on the bruise, while her expression turns dark and brooding::
<Xavier> {{I have no clue if she's willing to talk, nor is it my bussiness to ask or scan. }}
<Jean> ::blinks and notices and shakes her head:: Ro..no. He didn't mean to. I know that. I mean, hell, thinking about it, I could have broken some of his ribs throwing him like that because I was so paniced and full of rage.
<Scott> ::looks to Rogue, walks over to her:: Rogue?
<Sydney> No, really. I mean that Ryu guy. He blast fireballs but fireballs don't effect Superman... do they? ::Looks a little confused.::
<Rogue> ::taking Xavier's nod for a 'go away now', moves for the door hesitantly, stopping when Scott speaks again:: ..?
<Ethan> ::Starts strumming Bring Me to Life:: ((Might as well start out on a relatively easy piece..haven't exactly played in a while..And it'll pick up later, anyways..))
<Peter> ::scratches his head:: ...Wha? ::looks confusedly at Ororo:: What did I do now?
<Bobby> ::pause:: Hmm... I don't know. Only one way to find out. ::nods:: I call Supes!
<Jean> ::shakes her head over to Peter:: Not you..Scott tried to hold me back and my arm go bruised
<Scott> I just wanted to thank you too.. for trying to help me.
<Ororo> ::grits her teeth, and regards her comments warily::  If you say so..::looks at Piotr out of the corner of her eyes, and then back::  You can't be pissed forever though Jean..Even I can't be that stubborn.. ::walks over to the door::
<Sydney> You're on!
<Jean> I'm just...I have no idea. ::shakes her head and watches her leave:: ((God this sucks..))
<Rogue> ::blushes and looks down:: Wasn't anything... Ah mean... Ah sorta knew.. ::taps the side of her head:: you'd be upset...
<Scott> you didn't have to come though.. and you did
<Bobby> ::nods as they reach the arcade:: Bring on the noise!
<Peter> Uh... Yeah.. ::walks out behind Ororo:: ((What the fuck do people expect from me? I get woken up from a nap by these barbarians screaming like wild zoo creatures, and then I'm supposed to put up with this "fight" which
I don't even know about?!))
<Sydney> And no quarters too!
<Scott> I.. just need to think about some things now..
<Ororo> ::after making her way outside, turns around to hug Peter, and lets out a sigh::  It's just been a long day, baby.
<Scott> ::sits down on his bed:: ((..Jealous? why would she be jealous?))
<Bobby> ::eyes the machines:: I think they're rigged so we don't need quarters... I hope. That'd be pretty mean of the prof
<Jean> ::looks around, grabbing a blanket off the couch and wraps it around her before flopping down on the couch::
<Peter> ::returns the hug, holding her tight:: You're telling me.... I'm so confused right now... I don't know what just happened in the past 20 minutes...
<Rogue> ::coughs slightly:: And.. um.. Ah just wanted to say... if you need to break something.. find a rag and rip it up... it helps, sometimes... ::reaches for the doorknob, frowning when it jiggles oddly:: ...think Jean broke your door coming in...
<Sydney> ::Hits the start button.:: Looks like.
<Xavier> I'll call a repair man this afternoon.
<Scott> ::troubled look::  ((If our friendship is done.. I dunno what I'm going to do..))
<Bobby> Alright, let's go! ::grabs the joystick, getting ready to play::
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