10677/A Night of music and fun.

A Night of music and fun.
Date of Scene:	09 January 2020
Location:	Club Evolution, Mutant Town
Synopsis:	And Id is disposed of
Cast of Characters:	Cannonball, Prismatic, Nightingale, Hellion

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Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie has talked Alexis into coming out to the club with him tonight. He is semi working, if needed he will step in, but most of the night he should be able to spend it with her. He has cheated and reserved one of the better tables for them

Prismatic has posed:
    Such cheating. Alexis is sitting at the table as Sam supervises the bar, and she stirs her very much virgin Shirley Temple, and looks over everyone just having a grand ol' time, having fun, and she's content to jut sit back in the shadows. Her hair's done up a bit, with curl and whisps and held up with a barrette. She Leans back in her chair, one arm over the back as she regards the other folks on the dance floor.

    It was a nice night to spend with friends, outside the school.

Nightingale has posed:
     It's a relatively tame night at the club, such as those things go. At least customers hadn't gotten too handsy this evening. Sound checks had gone well, and it seemed the potato skins olé recipe that Shannon left with the line cook was going over well enough as a special. So perhaps this would be a relatively uneventful night bussing tables. She's in a pair of blue jeans, her caramel suede boots, but a new tunic top with a black background, and geometric designs in fiery reds and oranges all over. It has a nice beaded fringe that swishes and sways with every movement, as she moves between the tables.

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie smiles and says "Actually got her doing sound checks regularly now." He says nodding towards Shannon. She was here when hired a new bartenders last night. He will have a tea, not even long island. "So, you thought about the field trip idea?"

Prismatic has posed:
    "Mm." Alexis replies, and gives a nod to Shannon. " I think she'd make a good candidate to come for a side visit to St. Cici's as well. My gran would probably enjoy meeting her, an' it might be a good experience to be at the school a bit. If you don't mind losin' your busser." she jokes, watching Shannon with a proud little grin.

    And she turns to Sam. "Probably would be eaiest to take the train into the village... if we all just start popping in, there'll be talk."

Nightingale has posed:
     Shannon just smiles sweetly, very innocently, and as she passes by Alexis, gives her a light little pinch on her upper right arm. "Behave, you two. I see that little smirk, you're plotting something." Her tone is light and teasing, and she smiles at both Sam and Alexis. "I still owe you a karaoke night performance too in there, somewhere. Seriously, though, can I get you two anything?"

Hellion has posed:
     Things happen when you can flash cash in NYC, you can get a fake ID that can fool the best of them. You can also accommodate yourself to a number of certain things.

  Mutant Town was a haven of sorts, and after a bit of a schlep from Westchester, the young man from Xavier's steps into Club Evolution, dressed like he owns the place. Deep red button-up, expensive jeans, the latest and greatest WayneTech watch on his wrist, and to top it all off, sunglasses at night.

  The kid knew how to flaunt it, sidling up to the bar and held a twenty in between his index and middle finger. "Ketel One and soda, keep the change." His hands were not marked with the telltale X of a minor, but unbeknownst to him, there were people who may know him at this very spot.

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie nods, and says "Ah am thinking we should put a list up see who might want to go. Gwen seemed to be excited seeing Scotland the other night when we went to rescue a kid there." He is watching the place, as he is manager, and seeing one of the X-students come in usually gets his attention. As he sees the bartender reaching for the Vodka after talking to Julian, Sam will wave an arm to get the tender's attention and shake his head. He points towards Julian, and then where he is. The bartender will put the vodka back on the shelf, bringing Julian a soda, and says to him "The manager would like to talk to ya."

Prismatic has posed:
    Alexis purses her lips at the cheek of Shannon, and she shakes her head. "Only minor plotting, Pidgeon. We're considering a trip to the UK, and I'm considering a side-trip. If you'd like to visit St. Cici's, where I trained for a while and meet some famous instructors for classical arts." Alexis offers, and then lifts her gaze as Julian's drink almost gets made, and she raises her eyebrows.

    "... oh, he choose the wrong club, hmm?" she questions quietly, and glances to Shannon.

    "Will you consider making that side-trip with me?"

Nightingale has posed:
     "Very well, but I'm not flying the whole way there." Shannon giggles a little bit, and just shakes her head. "I'll put the idea to my folks, see what they say." She glances up at the stage briefly, and smiles somewhat. Perhaps that day would come someday as well--in another lifetime.

     She catches Sam's gesture to the bartender out of the corner of her eye and lofts her eyebrows. "Trouble, big brother?" Her wings ruffle a little bit, tensing behind her.

Hellion has posed:
     It's commonplace for Julian to pull off this move, as so much as when the bottle gets put back on the shelf, it has him step back a couple paces. "Hey, my money isn't good or what?"

  The comment from the bartender only has the young telekinetic nod his head, pursing his lips and starting to unbutton his sleeves. "That's fine. Keep it, for your trouble. Now I gotta find the manager." Yeah, he looked like he was ready to throw down alright.

  His back was still turned to Sam and the rest, pulling off his shades and resting them from a button on his shirt. "So where's this guy at anyway?"

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie is at one of the VIP tables, and the tender will say "Blonde guy over there." He says and points to Sam. Sam himself looks over to Shannon "Looks like not everyone at the school knows Ah run the place." He waits for the young man to come up that way and says "I wonder if Betsy would have a place for us to crash there. She might want to come pick up mail or something."

Prismatic has posed:
    "... well." Alexis blinks, looking a little surprised as she taps her fingers against the table. "I... had thought... just perhaps... we could stay at Ruxwens... it's not as if there wouldn't be room, if some of the students didn't mind doubling up.... as long as we don't take like... twenty of them." she trails off a moment, and glances to Shannon, "Goodness, no! We'd be taking a train to the village. There should be a stop, and it's a short forty-minute walk to the school." she explains to the winged girl. "I wouldn't make you /fly/ dearheart."

Nightingale has posed:
Shannon bursts out laughing, and shakes her head. "Please, a 40 minute hop, or even a couple hours wouldn't be bad. I'm talking about the hop across the Pond." She leans in and hugs them both briefly, then steps back to allow them their space, and to keep an eye on things from where she is.

Hellion has posed:
     The athletic young man makes a turn, rolling up his sleeves, then putting his cobalt eyes on Sam. "Well, fuck me." He says, finding the group with him as well, his hands had been balled into fists, but his once determined face fell flabbergasted.

  Weak willed folks would run away at this point, but Julian was many things, and weak-willed was not one of them, not one bit, he was actually quite strong, even without his powers. His expression moved to a frustrated tone, and of course he was still ready for a scrap.

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie does not seem worried about the other young man. He looks over to the two ladies for a moment, and says "Ah don't think Ah would wanna fly across the ocean even though Ah might be able to." He adds to them. "We can stay there, Ah was just not wanting to put them out to much.

Prismatic has posed:
    "Yes Pidgeon, I knew you meant crossing the Atlantic." Alexis replies, and pokes at the winged girl, and calls out "Oi, when you break, come visit. I'd like to pick your brain about some music Bean might like."

    And she gives a wry little smile to Sam, looking up as Keller makes his approach. Cannonball might be the more recognizable one, but the music TA is pickin' up the students pretty easily.

    "Sam, Ruxwens has fourteen bedrooms, plus servants quarters, I'm certain we're not putting anyone out."

Nightingale has posed:
Shannon shrugs, and shakes her head. "I can try but honestly, your guess may be as good as mine. If it's German, start with that. Music is one of the things he really hasn't talked about with me much, and I haven't been too inclined to ask since sort of busting in on your class with him that one time. That, and well... yeah. He may or may not be trying to corner me about something else that happened a night or two ago."

A wary glance is spared for Sam and Julian, her arms crossing over her chest, her stance relaxed. However, if one looked at the way her feet are placed, at right angles to each other, and sees the way she is shifting her weight to her back foot, it can be deduced she might be prepared to defend her big brother and Alexis as well.

Hellion has posed:
     Julian soon steps up to Sam, defiant to the very end. "Guess I chose wrong." He says, admitting defeat while still unapologetic about what he did. "So, what's gonna happen?" He asks, cause this was not his first rodeo getting caught trying to do something bad.

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie looks over to the man and holds out his hand "The Id to start with, and will make sure all the tenders, and door guys know your face. Not going to throw ya out, but want you to think about where your trying to pull that stuff, don't screw up things for people who are having a rough time of it. We aint hurting cash here, but we employ a lot of the locals, don't need to loose the liquor license. Also, Ah smell booze on you at the school you will be running laps till your puking up your shoes."

Prismatic has posed:
    Alexis gives a pursed lip look at Julian, and then a shake of her head as she turns back to Shannon, and motions her to sit with a hand.

    "What happened a night or two ago?" she questions gently, "Is everything all right?" she asks, her dark eyes looking up to the winged Teen as she tries to let Sam handle Mr. Keller, and leans back in her chair, picking her Shirley Temple up and taking a sip.

Nightingale has posed:
Shannon tugs a chair out by hooking her ankle around one leg, and sits down in one relatively smooth motion. By some miracle, she manages to keep anyone in her immediate vicinity from getting a face full of feathers. "I can get into more detail when we get home, but suffice it to say, a really intense training session. Bean and I had differing opinions as to my performance in the scenario." Enough said, n'est-ce pas?

She tries not to grin at Julian too much, and winds up hiding her smile behind her hand. "I'd listen to him," she offers. "When he says something like that, he'll back it up."

Hellion has posed:
     Julian had already thought that one. The student's wallet had begun to float out of his pocket, grabbed the fake ID and slapped it into Sam's hand, smartassed, but not aggressive.

  "Yeah, yeah." He says, hardly enthused with having to fork over another grand for a replacement ID. Shannon's contribution garners a slight eyeroll, but that was mainly from the idiom Sam just floated him. "You all didn't catch me before. I doubt you'd catch me again." Unabashedly rebellious.

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie looks to him and says "Oh am pretty sure they will. Ah have some pretty good folks working here, might be able to get over on some of the new folks, but the new bartender might hold a grudge ya trick him. I hire good folks here, and try not to start crap with them

Prismatic has posed:
    "Well, probably not if you're going to different places, unless we attach a tracker to you so that we know where you are at all times and restrict your 'shore leave' privilages, Mr. Keller." Alexis states with her stern and very dry British accent. Which does not match the bright pink kid's drink she's drinking as she attempts to look very stern, and then turns back to Shannon, and gives a small smile, "Ah, yes... well I have considered that his youth was not as.. carefree as my own. And likely that as we are from very, very different upbringings it owuld be something of a challenge to broach further training after that.. bar part." she admits quietly, rubbing the back of her neck.

Nightingale has posed:
Shannon shakes her head. "Different training session. I'll tell you about it at home. Suffice it to say, I was not satisfied with my performance, but he had a vastly different opinion." She gets up quickly, chuckling and darting out of Alexis' way. Yeah, no pinches here.

It seems Sam has things pretty well under control, so she stays a few moments longer in case she is needed. "If there's anything I can get anyone, just let me know, okay?"

Hellion has posed:
     The wallet floats back into Julian's pocket. The light green glow they had fading back to his cobalt blue eyes. "Of course I go to different places." He freely admits.

  The comments from Alexis go over about as well as a flatulence in a cathedral. "Oh, house arrest is it?" He shrugs, not super scared about the notion. Though Shannon's departure does garner a second glance, or three. Raising a brow as she walks off.

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie says, "Well am sure we could but the only real thing house arrest does it teach you to be more sneaky, trust me, Ah learned that in my time as a student. Unless Ah want to sit on you 24/7 Ah can't keep ya from doing stupid stuff, so Ah keep ya from doing stupid stuff around me and those Ah am connected with." He looks to Alexis, and says "And from what I heard, she did well and did not think she did well enough, sound familiar?""

Prismatic has posed:
    "I have no idea who you could possibly be referring to with such a statement, Mr. Guthrie." Alexis primly sips her drink, and gives a wry smile to Keller.

    "And no, and you certainly wouldn't want me in charge of it even if it were such a thing. Just... don't get others hurt in the process, either." Alexis warns gently to Keller, and she notes his gaze, and its direction, and she makes a vaguely disapproving look to Sam, then gives up --

    --because it's probably the same look Sam gives her when she walks out of a room.

Nightingale has posed:
Shannon shrugs, and smiles faintly. "Yeah, about what he said, Alexis. But like I said, I'll give you the 4-1-1 at home." Her eyebrows raise as she sees the wallet floating into Julian's pocket, and she smiles. "Okay. Now that was pretty cool. I can't imagine what it's like being a TK."

Hellion has posed:
     Julian raises his glasses back up to his face, flashing a smile. If there was anything he loved about himself, it was the fact he was a telekinetic.

  "Yeah, it's pretty fuckin' cool." He comments, still remaining cool. "Fine then, this place is off my list. Noted." He offers up, starting to slide out of the way. "Anything else? Or can I go ahead and leave?"

Prismatic has posed:
    Alexis glances at her watch, and gives a soft 'oh!' sound, and goes to stand. "Sorry Pidgeon, gentlemen, I'll have to hop." she states, giving Sam a little smooch on his head before she makes a high-tail to the back, trotting carefully on high heels.