10766/Don't Wreck the Rec Room.

Don't Wreck the Rec Room.
Date of Scene:	16 January 2020
Location:	Rec Room - Xavier's School
Synopsis:	Sam finds out about the musuem
Cast of Characters:	Cannonball, Nightingale

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Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie is in the rec room this evening practicing his pool game. He had today off and has been catching up on a few things. He has some music playing and unlike most times, instead of Rock it is Classical. He takes his time taking a sip of soda, looking at the possible shots to make.

Nightingale has posed:
Shannon is on the other side of the pool table, putting a little chalk on the end of her cue stick. She's in her comfy PJ's, which means yes, the red tartan sweatpants, baggy gray tank top, and her sheepdog slippers. It was a good night for chilling out and relaxing, which on occasion could be a bit of a luxury. "Oh come on. You really think you're going to sink that shot? This, I've gotta see."

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie looks at her, and says "You do realize part of what I do is hit things and knock them into other things normally by flying into them." He will line up his shot, and with his experience, it makes the shot, and lines up decent for the next shot.

Nightingale has posed:
Shannon mutters, "Showoff." Chuckling, she hugs him briefly, and heads over to the bar. She had a feeling he was going to be a while, and probably make every single shot while he was at it. "Could go for a root beer float... you want anything while you're busy kicking my tailfeathers at pool?"

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie smirks a bit to her and does make a few shots. He grins over to her and says "I have my cheerwine, but thanks." He moves around the table "Oh met Nick finally the other day. Was out for a run in central park and ran into him and Bean.

Nightingale has posed:
Shannon nods, and smiles somewhat. "Told you he was nice. Seems he's taken to Bean." She shrugs a bit, and rummages around for the tallest glass she can find for that root beer float. "Glad he's making friends, it's a good thing. Ummm, speaking of Bean... our report from the other day did get to you, right?" Oh, my. What had the besties been up to?

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie 's brow raises a bit and stops looking over to her "Nope, what happened?" he will lean against the table with it behind him, and wait to hear what happened.

Nightingale has posed:
Shannon scratches the back of her head, her grin a bit sheepish. Suddenly, making her root beer float becomes /very/ interesting. It has to be done /just so/, you understand. "Well... we might or might not have had some small involvement in preventing a robbery at the Museum of Natural History a few days ago. Honestly, I'm surprised the report didn't get to you."

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie 's brow raises a bit and says "Might or might not have?" He props his pool cue to he side, and crosses his arms as he looks to her. "Get hit in the head and short term memory affected?" He asks a bit smart aleky.

Nightingale has posed:
Shannon grins a bit sheepishly and shrugs. "Well, officially we were just victims like the rest when someone tried to nab the Hellfire Ruby. Unofficially? Bean did his magic, helped take down a few gunmen, and I might have cracked the leader across the knees pretty hard with a wet mop. There was also someone in a vest and trenchcoat with skulls on it who seemed to have an interest in stopping the robbery. I've never seen him before that."

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie frowns a bit as he listens to this and will frown a bit more at the last. "Black hair enough guns to make Wade envious?" He will ask her in description of the man with the skulls. He does reach for his drink "Anyone killed?"

Nightingale has posed:
Shannon nods. "Yeah, pretty much. I think Wade would've gone all fanboy on this one. He wasn't aiming at either of us though. If anything, he seemed to be helping." She takes a long swig of her drink, winding up with an ice cream moustache which she ignores for the moment. "Thankfully, nobody was killed, or even really injured. I didn't have to do my thing. Oh, I had my image inducer on, by the way. Bean and I were just checking out the museum to kill the cabin crazies, didn't plan on any of this."

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie nods a bit and says "Sounds like the Punisher, not a very nice fellow but we have had to work with him a few times. He has a reputation for leaving bodies behind him. So, no one was hurt, and the guys were caught

Nightingale has posed:
Shannon nods, breathing a sigh of relief. "No, nobody was hurt. Maybe the gunmen took some bumps and bruises, and I cracked the kneecaps of the leader pretty good there. But there was nothing that really needed serious attention. Lemme tell ya, I was glad for Bean's lesson in the DR the other day."

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie hmmms and nods his head a bit and seems to be in thought he will turn make a shot, and miss the next one. "After effects?" He will ask

Nightingale has posed:
Shannon tilts her head, mildly confused. "After effects? What are you driving at?" Chuckling, she gives a slight up-nod towards the table, and rolls her eyes. "Besides sinking all the shots before I even have a prayer."

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie says, "You have a chance still Ah did not finish the table, and Ah mean cops, did the robbers get a decent look at you, people around the museum? Damage to the museum and other things that happened?"

Nightingale has posed:
Shannon shrugs. "Not sure how much of a look they got at me, but one thing they sure did not see was wings. I wasn't going anywhere near that museum without my inducer on. A few of the columns in the room that had the Ruby in it took some shots, but the most they did was lose a few chips. Bean and I were treated as victims, and nobody seems the wiser for it."

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie hmmms and nods his head a bit to this and says "Well sounds like you did ok, not happy you were in a fire fight, but Ah guess this comes from being a teacher and someone in charge. You need to be careful when you go into town for next week or so.

Nightingale has posed:
     "Hey, I wasn't too happy about winding up in the middle of a firefight, either. It could've gone south real fast. We're just really lucky it didn't." Grimacing, Shannon nods, and shrugs. "I hadn't planned on going anywhere but the club for the next few days, let things cool down a bit."

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie nods his head, and says "Give Guido a description of the guys so he can put it out to the other security guys, should not be coming to look for you there but best to have them watching for them.

Nightingale has posed:
Shannon nods, and smiles, knocking back the rest of her root beer, and giving Sam a hug. "Will do. So much for an afternoon out doing something /normal/ for a change, huh?" Rolling her eyes, she chuckles, and glances at the pool table. "You still have a few shots left, how'd you manage to miss those?"

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie says, "Someone distracted me with talk of a fire fight probably." He will move to take his next shot, and says "Well it is a bit more normal than normal to us it seems at times." He will look over and says "I am glad your ok.""

Nightingale has posed:
Shannon smiles and stands nearby, observing as Sam makes his next shot. "'Normal' is relative around here. Found that out on day one, and every day since." Her eyes twinkle with merriment, and she tries--unsuccessfully--to hold back a giggle. "I mean, come on, where else would one find out that cookies can be female, too? Ask Alexis about that one."

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie 'a brow raises a bit to this one and says "Ginger bread ladies?" He will ask her as he makes another shot trying to make a bit of a guess. He finishes his run on the table ""What you been up to?"

Nightingale has posed:
Shannon giggles madly, unable to hold back her mirth. "Well, Alexis was trying to make some chocolate chip cookies, with pecans. Had to tell her I can't have those. So she said her next attempt would be female cookies." She pauses for effect, snickering. "No nuts."

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie hangs his head a bit chuckling at this "Funny Ah will have to ask her about it yea." he does grin a bit and says "You tell her you were just specific with which nuts you liked?" He says to possibly embaress Shannon a bit

Nightingale has posed:
     Oh, yeah. Shannon's face goes beet red on that one, leaving her coughing to try and cover her embarrassment. "The edible kind. Get your mind out of the sewer, big brother. Sheesh!" Reaching out with one wing, she swats Sam playfully across the back, laughing.

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie smirks and says "Ah was talking about Pecans, walnuts, hazel nuts, macadamian. Ah don't know where your mind was." He jokes a bit at this and will move to rerack the balls on the table.

Nightingale has posed:
     Even the tips of Shannon's ears go bright red at this, and she coughs, ducking her head. Her wings furl around in front of her to hide her face, but she can't stop giggling. "Yeah, just can't have pecans, told her that. Send my mind into the sewer why don't ya!"

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie chuckles a bit more at her, and says "It is ok kiddo." He opens his mouth but stops and closes it. He will get the table set up. "Ok you get to break."

Nightingale has posed:
Shannon grins and leans over the table to take a shot. Oh, she takes her sweet time, chuckling a little bit. "I remember my folks used to use pool tables and such when it came time for geometry lessons. Well, we never actually /had/ one but an app on the computer had to do. Got to be pretty decent, but I don't think I'll ever be quite as good as you." Smiling, she takes her shot, scattering the balls all over the table. However, none sink this time.

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie says, "You can be if you put the time in, but here is a question, do you understand putting the english on the cue ball?"

Nightingale has posed:
Shannon nods and smiles. "It's kind of tricky, giving the cue ball side spin just so like that. You've really got to sweet talk the thing into doing what you want it to do, and even then sometimes it can still go wild."

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie smiles a bit and says "Basicly think of putting a cross on the ball, and the four ends and the center of it all have different effects on it.

Nightingale has posed:
Shannon tilts her head, thinking of this for a moment. "Never thought of putting crosshairs on it. Just kind of wing it, and hope for the best. Guess I do that a little bit too much with things." Blinking, she glances down at her pool stick. "Holy hell, pool can get pretty deep if you let it."

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie looks to her, and smirks "Winging it?" He groans playfully and then says "If you hit the bottom when it hits the next ball it will spin back, top will send it forward. Sides of course curve it.

Nightingale has posed:
Shannon steps back, shaking her head. "I had my shot, it's your turn. And yes, ah went there." She crosses her arms, watching the maestro at his craft. "I swear, you can make a cue ball stand up and do the boogaloo sometimes."

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie smirks a bit and says "Well, Ah watched Scott alot, he is even better than Ah am, but for some of the of the reasons. His eyebeams are more like the cue stick, where Ah am more the cue ball.

Nightingale has posed:
Shannon shakes her head and lets out a bit of a sigh, running her fingers through her hair. "Now that's one gift I can't imagine having. Must've been hell for him learning to deal with it. Don't think I could do it, going through life and never being able to let the ones I care about see my eyes."

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie says, "Ah am sure it is stressful, but he did not have a lot of choice. His powers are like that. There are a few folks around here whose powers can be difficult. Ah admit I got a pretty good roll on the DNA chart I guess."

Nightingale has posed:
Shannon nods a little bit. "Mine are a bit difficult, but at least there's hope they could shift a bit for the better. It'll take a lot of practice, probably a few trips to the medbay, but if I could learn to use the gift as a diagnostic tool, doesn't seem unreasonable to think I could nudge them a less harmful direction." She purses her lips a little bit, thinking. "Another one I feel for sometimes is Logan. Can't imagine some of the hells he's been through, the things he's seen and done. But he's incredibly strong, keeps on going through it all. No BS, no games, just keeps things real, and keeps on going."

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie nods, and says "But don't feel sorry for them, they would not want that none of them. We all do the best we can with what we have and they want others to as well.

Nightingale has posed:
Shannon nods, and smiles somewhat. "Speaking of, got to figure out what I want to do for classes this semester. Sure, want to get the core stuff taken care of, but I wonder what electives there'll be this time around."

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie says, "Well lots of the same, but if there is something else your wanting we might be able to help you find something your interested online or such.,"