10782/And So She's Back, From Outer Space

And So She's Back, From Outer Space
Date of Scene:	18 January 2020
Location:	Harry's Hideaway (Bar), Salem Centre
Synopsis:	A night at Harry's wouldn't be complete without a small bar fight. And a localized hailstorm.
Cast of Characters:	Shadowcat, Spider-Man, Rogue, Storm, Stepford Cuckoos

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Shadowcat has posed:
Kitty delivered the news to Peter shortly after she found out herself. Rogue and Carol are back from outer space. Kitty got a bit of the low down on what happened in the hallway, and whatever information might help narrow down the search for Tony Stark and Steve Rogers. But the rest of the story in full had to wait for another moment.

But now that moment has arrived. Harry's is kind of busy on the Saturday, but it's not too hard to find a table by the pool tables. A few people are watching college and pro basketball on TV, but most are just sitting around talking and drinking, or eating some of the bar fare that Harry's serves up.

Kitty is looking over the cue sticks on the wall, taking one down and rolling it over the pool table to see if it's crooked. It seems to pass muster and she grabs the chalk then, adding the blue material to the tip. "So..." she says, giving the word a pregnant pause at the end for another to fill in.

Spider-Man has posed:
Peter is running a little late.

After texting Kitty saying he'd be there, he got into a thing with a really angry group of thugs who took hostages on a subway. It became a whole thing when Electro showed up and then there was the flash mob dance party... Don't judge Peter for his lifestyle.

A few texts promising he was on his way and Aunt Mays Audi pulls up out front, baseball cap turned around backwards as he slides out out of the car. A group of kids... relatively kids anyways.. Hey, aren't you the guy who fought Logan?

Now this is going to be a whole thing.

Rogue has posed:
Rogue is trying to finalize her birthday arrangements, this includes coordinate with Harry here at the Hideaway to make sure he's still okay with all the... furniture re-arranging. So she steps out of the back office with Harry behind her and she walks to the corner of the bar as he comes around behind her and behind said bar.

"Its for charity, remember?!" She says to him with a big smile. Harry, in his mid to late 50s just grumbles. "Come on, Harry. It'll be a great big draw, I promise."

"Sounds like a bunch of kids tearing my bar apart, if you ask me." He says as he starts to take some glasses out of the washer and organize them on the bar beside her. She continues to just grin at him, her gloved hands on the edge of the bar. "Besides." Harry continues. "How are -you- supposed to mud wrestle bunch of people anyway, Marie? You'll... do that thing you do."

To which Rogue just grins and slowly shakes her head, side to side, her white and brown hair framing her face sweeping over her black leather jacket's shoulders as she does so. "I got an ace in the sleeve on that. 'Magic'."

"Magic." Harry snorts and glances over to his employee and son in law, AJ. "Get this stuff put away." He tells AJ who comes over to oblige.

"Magic can let us touch Marie?" AJ asks, overhearing the last part. "I always knew I was a fan of magic." He states, grinning.

Harry glares at him, since AJ is married to his daughter.

"Its fine, Marie." Harry then says after AJ is scared away by the glare of the bar owner. "Just make sure you're here bright and early to help me clean this place up the next day. No exceptions. I don't care if you're 21 and likely gonna be suffering from the worst hangover this side of the Missouri. Bright. And. Early."

Rogue nods her head and claps her gloved hands together. "A'course, sugah. Don't gotta worry about me none. I'm a woman'a my woooord." She gives the older man a saucy grin and a little wave of her shoulders as she turns around to go back and find Kitty and Peter in the pool hall.

Harry watches after her and exhales. "Trouble." He mutters as he goes about his work behind the bar.

Shadowcat has posed:
Kitty Pryde moves over to a window, smiling as she sees the familiar Audi pull up. She came from the school so her own vehicle is out there as well. She's so far managed to avoid any scratches on the Toyota. Though only thanks to having had it heavily waxed before going off-roading across Westchester fields in search of the youngest Boy Wonder incarnation who was bleeding out from demonic attacks.

Thankfully teleporting meant no blood on the seats, either.

Kitty waves to Peter through the window and then turns as Rogue comes out. "So, you can have 'help cleaning up' as a present, or a present as a present," Kitty kids as Rogue comes over towards their table. "Just glad you made it back to Earth in time for it," she says, giving Rogue's arm a squeeze before heading over to begin setting up the pool balls for a game. "So do we get to hear the gory details now? And... by that I really hope there aren't 'gory' details, just details."

Spider-Man has posed:
"Listen..." Peter is being hounded, but perks up and waves to Kitty when he sees her in the window, looking back down to the kids, quote unquote, "If I spend the rest of the afternoon out here talking to you guys, I'mma be in a world of shit... so let's agree to disagree.. Logan did not beat me like toddler.. he thrashed me around a little, but that's it.. cool? Cool... Cool."

Stepping towards the doors, "Also he's a dick, and you can tell him I said so."

Enter Peter Parker!

Exit Peter Parker, "Until he comes back from wherever he goes. We'll play it by ear until his personality develops fully." META AF.

ENTER PETER!

Side walking through tables towards Rogue and Kitty, "So you're back... from outter space..." Shuffle step forward, shuffle step back, "I just walked in to see you here with that sad look upon your face..."

Leaning over to kiss the top of Kitty's head, hand across her brow, "Oh no not I, I will survive.."

Rogue has posed:
By the time that Peter arrives, Rogue is already leaning forward with her elbows on one of those tall tables that rest adjacent to a pool table. She's holding her own leather-clad elbows in either hands but as he and Kitty both speak of the space adventure, she grins and starts to pull her gloves off while Peter places a kiss atop that of Lady Katherine's head.

When Peter turns back around from said kiss to look in her general direction, Rogue's left hand - completely bare mind you - sweeps over the side of Peter's cheek until she's cupping and patting at his face!!

Spidey-senses didn't go off?!

Its because there's no danger, nothing happens. Rogue touches Peter's face affectionately for a few moments and then lowers her hand again. "I'm full'a surprises, Parker." She tells him with a grin before she looks back to Kitty.

"There was... surprisingly no gore on the trip. We never ran inta our captors or nothin'. Carol said they were probably watchin' us from afar though but our powers mighta freaked'em out. We DID have a bounty hunter track us down over near Pluto." The planet, yeah, not the Disney dog.

"But he was taken care'a by some random space girl flyin' around out there. I dunno. Space is weird..."

Shadowcat has posed:
Kitty Pryde greets Peter with a big smile, leaning in against him for a hug as he delivers that kiss to her head. She clings to him for a few moments, letting him know she's glad he's there before turning to face Rogue, her arm going around Peter's waist, the other holding to the pool cue still.

"Been singing that song for days now," Kitty comments of Peter's singing with a small grin. It's catchy, can't help it, especially when appropriate. "Glad you were able to make it," Kitty says to Peter, not having known exactly what he was dealing with, but it was clear to her it was a friendly neighborhood kind of matter.

Rogue's reveal and touching Peter's face gets a little bit of a surprised look, but only briefly. The wrestling made it pretty clear what would be going on, and Kitty had had a hand in some modifications to one of the power nullifying systems for Brad not too long ago. But she hadn't expected one on right now.

"Ok, so that talk we never had to have about touching of Kitty's boyfriend and appropriate and inappropriateness of said touching..." she starts, but just joking as she flashes Rogue a grin. Kitty lets go of Peter to move over and give Rogue a big hug. She gives Rogue hugs now and then, but for once she doesn't have to show that caution she normally would. "How's it feel?" she asks before letting her go.

"Ok, you need to start at the beginning. Like, portal dumped you where, what was there, what happened, etc," Kitty suggests, as AJ arrives with three beers for them.

Spider-Man has posed:
Just because there's no danger doesn't mean there's no surprise!

Peter stares wide eyed at Rogue degloving and cheek rubbing and... "Whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat...." Comically drawn out, jaw moving impossibly to sound out different sounds of the connective vowel, "Did you fist fight an extraterrestrial?" He's still a little wowed by the cheek touch.

"Do you moisturize?" It's a legit question, reaching out quickly for Rogue's hand, he's surprisingly fast when he wants to be, but all he intends to do is rub his thumb in the palm of her hand. "Seriously, what kind of cream are you using? I like shea butter, myself, but I also think that vasoline in gloves while you sleep is more of a traditional remedy."

Glancing up at Rogue, then over at Kitty, "Hold on a sec, I need to hear about her moisturizing regimen.. have you ever felt her hands?" Half tugging Rogue's hand towards Kitty, "Seriously, touch this."

Rogue has posed:
Rogue's eyes go over to Kitty when she talks of the touching of her boyfriends and she just grins at her. "Ya know I got trouble with my boundaries around hot men, Kitty. You stop bringin' around me and we won't have this problem no more." She sasses back to her friend then.

When Kitty moves to give her a hug, Rogue returns it, they've hugged many'o'times, but nary a time was had where they could hug and not fear the retribution of an accidental skin touch. This time though, Rogue indulges and plants her lips right on Kitty's forehead. SMOOOOCH!

So thats probably not the space rundown that Kitty was looking for, but Rogue's hand is now being tugged by Peter and she's allowing it and just wiggling her bare fingers playfully at him while he does it.

"No moisturizer, it doesn't really absorb inta my skin when I use it anyhow. Never had t'use it since I... ya know, to Carol. Still got all her powers too. This is just..." She fishes around in a chest pocket on her leather jacket and then pulls out a small blue glass vial with a golden top and base. "Strange made this for me. Just fill it with water, utter a little word and then drink it and we're good for a full day cycle."

She grins then at them both.

"Birthday present, of the magical variety."

The vial is slipped back into her jacket then and Rogue glances down at her hand. "Is it really smooth? I don't touch people a whole lot, ya know, not sure how smooth and not smooth all ya'lls hands are." Flawless skin is apparently another gift from Carol Danvers.

Shadowcat has posed:
Kitty flashes Peter a wry smile as he checks out the softness that super powers can convey. "Ok, I was already jealous of the flying and lifting heavy stuff. Trees, trains, Logan. But now you gotta go and add awesome skin to the list," the Jewish girl tells Rogue with a warm laugh.

She touches at her forehead where kissed. "I'm never washing that spot again," she vows. "And, great, now he's going to want to feel Carol's hands too," Kitty comments, reaching over to pat Peter's shoulder and leave her hand there after, resuming the closeness of her side-hug from earlier.

The vial is eyed. "Wow, that's pretty amazing," the young woman comments. "Glad you finally found something that will work. So does it just cancel the one thing but leave everything else I guess?" she asks. "Because I could use some edge in this wrestling thing!"

Spider-Man has posed:
"Carol Danvers?" Peter glances back at Kitty, then Rogues, "I've felt her hands." A glance back down at Rogue's, but he releases her arm now in favor of dropping into a seat beside Kitty, "So, you went to outter space huh? That's cool.. Is it strange that this doesn't raise any alarms for me? I mean, obviously it's not good to get kidnapped and transported halfway across the solar system, or be hunted by space bounty hunters, but like... the act.. the teleported around the solar system part... it's just par fof the course."

Frowning to himself, "Hey Pete, how was your weekend? Oh, you know, ate at Angelos, watched some Disney+, and fought a holographic Dinosaur (true story), how about yours?"

Rogue has posed:
"Carol probably feels amazin', its true. Imagine what Wonder Woman must feel like though, right?" Rogue grins big as she leans again on the table. She doesn't have a drink yet, she'd gotten here and immediately grabbed Harry for a chat in his office about the birthday plans, then came out here and found her friends.

A nod is given to Kitty then. "Yeah. I went t'talk to the Doc about it a few days ago and told him what I was lookin' for. He set it up. He uh... he wants me t'smash it when I'm done with it though. Which, I mean, I will, I don't have a choice right? Ya still got the edge in this wrestlin' thing though, Pryde. You're literally ungrabbable, remember?" Rogue holds her grin then as her eyes go back to Peter.

Her grin turns once more to a smile and she just has to shake her head and glance downward, her snow-white bangs draping down around her face. "Way way further than our solar system, Parker." She says as she looks back up at him then. "We were like... god, I don't even know. Like twenty star systems away? The ship we stole had a engine limitation or something, Carol said. Cause we had t'jump system t'system and charge it up every time. So the trip home took days. I mean, but hell.. it's a luxury yacht. Even has a damn hot tub in it. You guys would love it. Flyin' around in the stars, seein' nebulas and, I dunno, different colored stars up close. We saw a binary star system. Which is a system with TWO stars. One of'em was all tiny and a different color. Carol said it was older and probably gonna get eaten by the other someday."

"It was cool stuff... But I mean, yeah." Rogue glances at a couple of guys playing pool together. She smiles at one of them and then looks back to Peter. "Anything good on Disney+?" She asks him.

Shadowcat has posed:
Kitty gives Peter's shoulder a little squeeze. "I've had about enough of dinosaurs lately," she says, keeping her voice down and giving a little shiver and remembering the Savage Lands. "Well, we need to see if we can figure out where Cap and Tony might be," she comments.

"So where you ended up... was it just deserted? Or did you get sent to any kind of city or camp or... anything that might suggest where the others could have ended up? I guess no sign of them?" Kitty asks Rogue.

She offers Rogue the pool cue and motions towards the table which is already racked and ready for a game. "Good to know if we needed to get back that way to find them, there's a ship," she comments. "Though maybe Lilah could help if we can reach her. And, if we have an idea where we're going. That same planet seems like a good first start. But you didn't get any comms chatter from them while there? I wonder what the Avenger's range is without satellites. Probably could still be a lot of the planet that wouldn't reach," she muses.

Spider-Man has posed:
"Well, you know how radio waves work, but satelite communications are even more precarious." Peter says to Kitty, "Sure, Tony could talk to Cap anywhere on EARTH because the satelites are hovering out there in our atmo.. but you put them both on a similarly sized planet, with out any satelites? They may as well be trying to talk with two cans connected by string."

Pursing his lips, Pete glances over at the fellas playing pool by reflex, but pays them very little mind, "Now maybe if we turned /all/ of Stark's satelites in the direction Rogue and Carol came from we could boost comms signals enough that if they /were/ on the same planet, and that's a big maybe, they could communicate... either with each other or us or someone out there hauling sixty two hundred pounds of space turnups through the Andromeda system."

NERD

"Oh man, the seventh season of Mandalorian just came out." Double thumbs up at Rogue, "$6.99 and you get all your favorite disney movies from their archieves including some of the shows we grew up watching.. Hanna Montana, High School Musical.. and even stuff from the shitty generation before us that none of us are and certainly don't use as pop culture references because hahaha 2028 who makes Dark Wing Duck references unironically?"

Rogue has posed:
Rogue accepts the pool cue from Kitty and then shakes herself out of her leather jacket, having a light sweater on beneath it with a low scooped neckline athat ends just at her waist where her jeans are cinched by a brown leather belt with a small silver X-buckle.

She listens to the nerdy talk about satellites and such, and understands some of it but it doesn't interest her much. "Ya wanna know what your best lead is for them? That bounty hunter that tracked Carol'n I back here. Go interrogate him. Find out who sent him, and you're on your way t'find what star system, let alone what planet, Tony'n Cap are located on."

The pool cue is tapped on the table's edge then to punctuate her idea, she flashes a smile and then walks over to the front of the pool table. One hand tosses her hair back over her shoulder then as she bends her body over the table and places the majority of her weight on her left foot while her right slips back a little. She leans over the table with her sweater draping down to brush against the edge of the table, which leaves her midriff exposed and bared to view. With a little wiggle of her backside, Rogue sends the pool cue forward, clacks the tip of it against the white ball and sends it smashing into the others, breaking them solidly in all directions.

Shadowcat has posed:
Kitty moves in front of Peter, leaning back against him while he's lapsing into updating his cost-to-entertainment ratio analysis with the latest Disney+ offerings. He makes a good leaning post during such moments, she's found.

"Bounty hunter, you mentioned. So what happened there? He showed up when you were entering the solar system near Pluto? Did he say who put the bounty on you? Was it this Mikonia who attacked the New Years party in the first place, or did they mention anything else? I mean, it wasn't a bounty because of something you did on the trip back, right?" Kitty asks.

She watches Rogue's preparations for the shot, shaking her head and giving a quiet chuckle. She's not the only one who watches. The guys at the table nearby do as well, though Kitty's a bit more used to it than they. They end up with great big smiles at least. "Should probably tell them about the mud wrestling," Kitty comments, more to herself than anyone else, but Rogue and Peter can definitely hear it.

"So where is the guy now? Carol take him into custody? Alpha Flight or SHIELD, or have him at the Avenger's mansion?" she asks.

Spider-Man has posed:
Peter Parker the leaning Pole.

His arms instinctively go around Kitty's waist, as if they don't know no better, and he leans forward to rest his chin on her shoulder while doing his math. "That's like point three three seven cents per day of entertainment..." He figures, "Comparative to the national average of viewers, to hours viewed, to programming provided... you could watch continuously for sixty two days without ever putting a dent in what's being shown."

Which is way more math than anyone should have any right to do in their head.

So he probably made that shit up.

"Oh snap... you know I'm really good at pool? Geometry and spartial awareness and application of appropriate force for a desired outcome." Motioning with a finger extending out at the two long walls and two short rectangular playing field.

Peter does not realize there's menfolk ooglin' booties and or whatever men do. Do they still oogle booties? Peter oogles booties. Not right this second, he's doing head math, and really only one booty, but he oogles it. MAN THERE'S SOME OOGLING WHEN HE'S NOT DOING MATH AND THEY'RE ALONE.

"Bounty Hunter? Lemme guess, he's like a blue skinned Dogg the Bounty Hunter, isn't he? Sayin' prayers to save your soul from the temptation of betting on the tracks, while hauling you in for monitary gain? Where would we even /find/ a space bounty hunter?"

Rogue has posed:
After her shot goes, Rogue straightens up and tugs on her sweater a bit to straighten it out. She watches the balls all roll into their eventual places after her hard strike and then speaks up. "What is Dark Wing Duck?" She then asks with a confused look on her face as her eyes go over to Peter who looks zoned-out now, lost in something else.

She then looks back to the other guys not so far away and grins at them again before she looks back to Kitty. "I doubt they can afford the buy-in. People gotta pay t'wrestle me. Well, except my friends, they don't. The rest though? Yep." She says this while moving around the table. "Thats why its a charity, money's gonna go t'that mutant refuge down near Brooklyn."

She prepares to do another shot, choosing one of the solids to shoot at next and doing her basic same saucy approach to playing pool. Thats why she's known as Trouble after all.

After the shot, she straightens herself up again. "He didn't say and I didn't ask, t'be honest." She looks up to Kitty then. "Its Carol's jurisdiction. She /did/ say she was takin'im to the alpha flight station though. So he's probably in some kinda cage up there. Never saw their prison cells while we were up there."

Shadowcat has posed:
Kitty rests her head back against Peter's shoulder when his arms go around her. At first his being so adorkable was a major draw. It still is, but now it's more like a favorite sweater that being surrounded by it just leaves her warm and comforted and relaxed.

"That's the weird thing about pool. People who you'd never catch dead thinking about physics seem to be good at it, while most physicists and mathematicians would get the concepts but probably lack the physical dexterity to do anything with it. If they could even apply it past the theory," she says. Her soft pat on Peter's arm indicating, she knows he's got the physical dexterity. In spades.

Kitty hrms quietly. "Yes, sounds like we need to talk to Carol. Though I'm sure she's probably working those same angles, can see where we can help," she suggests.

Kitty glances over to the watching men. "You know, Harry's is going to have mud wrestling this coming Friday. It's Anna-Marie's 21st birthday. Buy in goes to charity."

Spider-Man has posed:
"Did you just say who is Dark Wing Duck?" Peter is agag... staring at Rogue, mouth hanging ajar.. absolutely befuddled. "When there's trouble, you call Dee Dubya? Nothing?" Slow blink, "Okay.. what kind of bizaro world are we living in? Kitty-" Poke to Kitty's stomach, from where his arms around her waist, "-What's your favorite Star Wars?"

He's probably teasing, but who even knows.

Peter is a weird person.

Who is now keenly aware of menfolks oogling. "Oh man, she'd beat your asses in mud wrestling... like not even a contest.." Peter Knows what Darkness beats in mens hearts. Challenge their manhood! They'll donate to prove otherwise!

Or fight /him/.

Either way.

"What's Alpha Flight? Sounds Canadian... like something Logan would be into. That guy is a chode."

Rogue has posed:
Rogue takes another shot and as she straightens up again she looks over at the guys that Kitty just gave the invite to and she grins at them and shakes her head. Her eyes then go back to Peter and she tips her chin up at him. "I didn't have a television growin' up, okay?" She asks. "My parents were hippies'n my aunt thought that 'screens' were harmin' kids' brains. So I didn't even have a tv really until I came t'Xavier's. When I got assigned t'a room with her." She raises the pool cue up and points it at Kitty across the pool table. "She showed me my first STar War and it was called Rogue One, so thats my favorite."

The Belle is grinning then as one of the guys walks around behind her. "That true?" He asks just as he SLAPS ROGUE'S ASS! "You gonna beat us up in mud, girl?"

Rogue spins around and puts her right hand on his shirt, then squeezes and shoves him backward! The guy goes soaring through the air, over the table, where his feet collide against the padded edge and send him tumbling upside down and over to the other side of it.

His pool playing friend watches this, takes a step back and then glares at the Belle.

"Touchin' ain't. Free." Rogue says back at them both now, even with the Ass Slapper hidden behind the other table now.

Storm has posed:
"Was that really necessary?" Ororo asks Rogue, diplomatically, and in passing. "Just try not to do any property damage," she sighs, and continues to the little table shared by the crew of mutants.

"Even /I/ know who Darkwing Duck is," Ororo assures Peter. She bearns a platter of fresh drinks and some finger-foods for the little group. She's gone for a semi-punk look today, with low-slung acid jeans and heavy biker boots. Her mohawk'd hair is worn straight, giving it an appearance of a horse's mane over her shorn temples.

"The mission I spent time in, they had a television set. It's how many of us refined our English," she explains. "But all the shows they could broadcast were old American cartoons. From the ... nineties, I think," she hazards. "Can you even imagine? But still, we enjoyed them. You'll find plenty of children in the outskirts of Nairobi who get the reference," she assures Peter.

Shadowcat has posed:
"It /does/ sound very Canadian, doesn't it?" Kitty agrees. "I'm not even sure why it does. but it does. And... yep, he's into it," she says, giving a soft grin. Teasing the resident Canadian never really getting old around the school, after all.

Kitty glances over to Peter, about showing the movies out of order. "Hey, figured it was the one she'd have the most interest in, get her into the rest after. Plus, it doesn't really have any major spoilers other than the Death Star." Which by 2027? Stark has like three of those, doesn't he? "And, ah... can't really say her aunt is wrong about the effect on brains, if I'm honest," Kitty adds with a little chuckle.

The young woman then winces as she sees the ass-grab, already anticipating the outcome. She doesn't make any move to intervene, though Harry tosses down his rag and starts rushing around from behind the bar to make sure matters don't escalate. Ororo is given a bright smile by Kitty, but further welcome waits until the other matter is defused.

Rogue has posed:
The man behind the other pool table is pulling himself up with his forearms on the corner of said table and he peers over it at Rogue. "So what you're saying is, no free touches, but if I pay its good?" He grins. "You're the finest whore I've ever seen."

Rogue steps past Storm after giving her a smile and moves to the other table, moving around it to stalk toward the man who'd just called her that.

Spider-Man has posed:
"So my target audiance for my popculture references is Nairobi, Africa." Peter seems okay with that, nodding to Ororo as she arrives, and only barely watching the ungentlemanly gentleman go flying across the room, "See, that's what I call foreshadowing..." Point, point, loooong point. "If only you'd listened."

Peter starts to drop down into a chair, but then hears the whore comment about his friend. "See, why'd you go and say that..." He catches himself from sitting easily and starts over towards the guy, catching Rogue's shoulder, "It's okay Rogue.. this is a classic case of over compensation.. You see this a lot in the City, a guy thinks he's got a lot bigger eggs than he's got when faced with a woman who can kick his ass... Which she can, I'm not even stepping in to defend her.."

Thumbing at Rogue, "No sir, I'm doing /you/ a service here... see if she does it, she's going to actually hurt you.. me, I'm just going to hurt your dignity.. So you'll feel kind of shitty about it, but at least you wont need a body cast. Just a hug from your boyfriend over here." Jutting his chin out towards the guy struggling to get out of the table.

Anger! The guy swings, Peter is a lanky fella, he can certianly take this small guy, right?!

No, he cannot.

Peter ducks his head to one side, just enough that the punch misses.. then again, and again, and again.. slapping at the guys hands as they swing past him like someone playing knuckles. "See, fighting is like geometry. I'm a professor, by the way, just to add insult to injury, but like I was saying.. it's all angles. Like you swing.." Pete is talking seamlessly while moving centimeters to keep from getting hit, "And I'm shifting body mass against an angle relative to the speed times velocity of your body index.."

Storm has posed:
Ororo clucks her tongue at the foul language, and gives Rogue a direct look. "I take it back, dear, I thought he was just confused. Not a boor. Do what you have to," she suggests, and includes Peter with that nod of approval.

She settles her shoulderblades against her chair back and crosses her legs at the knee with a sense of etiquette that her roguish attire contrasts quite clearly. With her immaculate posture, it clearly indicates she's not merely another biker-babe or hanger on at such a place.

Stepford Cuckoos has posed:
    Saturday night and it's a night for fighting, or so the song goes. We think. No one really knows, especially after the passing of Sir Elton John. Long before the birth of the 5 in 1, or as their colleagues call them, The Stepford Cuckoos.

    Into Harry's bar steps a familiar face, and then another, and another, another, and one last oddly familiar face.

    The young quintuplets step into the bar and each of them in turn raise their left eyebrows up inquisitively as there's a handful of their professors and this causes the girls great concern. Not because there is a fight, but because they were hoping to get some drinks and vape without being judged but that plan is out the window, though they all knew this before entering the bar.

    Sophie looks to Harry and gives the barkeep a knowing smirk and a wave though the four others move towards Ororo, the safest and most understanding teacher, "Miss Munroe... Good evening." The four girls say in unison.

Shadowcat has posed:
Kitty finally makes a move to help intervene. Though as she sees Peter going for the man, Kitty goes over to Rogue instead. "No use ending up in the county lockup and missing the big day," Kitty says to try to calm her, reaching out to rest a hand on her shoulder if able to try to help distract her from the man.

Kitty glances over, knowing Peter can handle himself in the matter even if most at the school just think him in a mild-mannered teacher, so not showing too much concern there. AJ meanwhile is running over, Harry's son calling out, "Ok, enough, knock it off, now!" He's probably more concerned with the furniture getting broken, or maybe having an ambulance have to show up and put a dampener on the bar's evening. He moves to try to pull back and restrain the only one who is throwing punches, the man attempting, unsuccessfully, to hit Peter.

Rogue has posed:
Rogue stands with Kitty then and after showing Storm a small smile she just folds her arms together over her stomach and shakes her head. "I know its not worth it. Doesn't really even upset me. Its just... yeah." She then grins and nods to PEter.

"He's adorable though." She states.

The friend of the Mean One goes to get his Fitey companion to convince him that its time to go.

The arrival of the Cuckoos make that a lot easier as both mean will then try to make for the exist. "This bar is like the damn Addams Family anyway!" The Mean One says as he reaches for his stuff and starts toward the front exit. "Look forward to your mud wrestling night though, Whore." He says back over to Rogue, adding a big smile to it and a salute as he flips Peter the bird there-after.

Spider-Man has posed:
Peter never even stops talking. The chatter continues, which just infuriates the guy unsuccessfully trying to hit the mild mannered Chemistry teacher, "So really it isn't even about knowing how to fight, but knowing how to predict how your opponent fights... I figured since you saw your buddy get tossed, then proceeded to talk crap anyways, that you thought yourself a bruiser." Wiff, wooof, wiiip, all of the punches miss, all of them are lightly tapped with the end of Peter's fingers lightly tossed just to show the guy he /could/ be busting that ass.

"Now you know that you're not."

AJ comes out, shouts, and then restrains the guy. Pete reaches up and adjusts his METS cap around forward, tucking it downo n his forehead. "The right thing to do is to apologize to the lady, listen to your friend over there, and get on down the road..." Wearing a T-Shirt with a Science joke written on the front, Peter steps back with a shrug, "Hey, come out tomorrow night to donate to a charitable cause huh?" To the two men, spinning on his sneakers towards Kitty and Rogue.

Grinning until he sees the five twinsies... They never will not give him the willies. Like Illyana. For some reason proximity to those five and that Russian sets off his spider senses for no apparent reason. "Hey girls." waving to them friendly like despite his tingling, Pete heads over to grab one of the drinks Ororo had delivered. "Ororo, hey, sup, didn't see you come in. Nice hair..."

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"Esme, Irma, Celeste. Hullo, Phoebe." And Ororo wiggles fingers in greeting to Sophie, who lags behind. It's rare for her to get any of them mixed up at a casual glance. "You girls do know the minimum age to be in a bar is twenty-one, yes?" she reminds them. There's no acrimony in her tone, and she punctuates the remark by taking a swig of her own beer. Clearly, Ororo doesn't regard that particular law with much concern. And it's not like anyone could stop the quintuplets from coming in anyway.

Ororo's not even deigning to give the barfight her attention. She just smiles at Peter's compliment. "You're always so thoughtful, Peter," she thanks the fellow. When the leering thugs amble outside her eyes flicker and start going gray. Outside, there's a rush of howling wind, the sound of driving rain, and then a hailstorm that rattles the windows.

It subsides a few seconds later, as viciously as it arrived. Then, a wail: "MY BIKE!" screams the brute who'd been antagonizing Rogue.

Patrons peering outside would later discuss the marvel of a hailstorm precisely ten feet wide, and wholly concentrated on the two louts attempting to leave the parking lot-- and now sporting a great number of dents and dings on their cherished Harleys.

"Would you care for an aperitif?" Ororo inquires, and slides a tray of nachos towards the gestalt.

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    The four sit at Ororo's table and smile weakly before resetting their faces to something much more stoic as the bar fight winds down and the combatant seems to be given the short end of the stick. Though the Esme whispers towards Ororo, "That is true, yet this isn't just a bar. We come here often for the food and because it's close enough we don't have to make Celeste drive." And three of the girls then nod and the one named Celeste frown and looks down at her hands on her lap. Though yes, when no teachers are here, they will get a drink.

    Sophie however turns around as the bar fighter steps past her and she gets a scowl on her face, though only in her eyes and she follows the much MUCH larger man outside, stopping at the door behind him as a sudden New York storm rolls in. Then as he runs out to scream about his bike, all five girl's eyes wash over into a full white shade as Sophie seems to be getting her own vengance on the rude patron.

    Irma reaches out at Ororo's offer and takes a nacho chip in hand and delicately takes a bite before the three other girls do the same.

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Kitty Pryde grins back at her old roommate and follows her gaze to Peter. "He really is," she says with a private smile, and a look in her eyes that would explain the sum of her feelings about one Peter Parker, even to someone who knew nothing before seeing that look.

Kitty pats Rogue's shoulder with a grin and then turns back to the others. "A drink sounds perfect," Kitty agrees, moving over to give Ororo a warmer welcome now the excitement has died down. "Nice one," Kitty says quietly, glancing out the window as the pellets of ice come falling down on the two.

She takes a seat, giving a friendly wave towards the identical women. "Evening ladies, how is your weekend going?" Kitty inquires of them as she gets one of the drinks that Ororo brought over. Kitty flashes Peter a smile as he rejoins them. "Such a pacifist," she comments to him with a playful grin. "Han would have totally shot first."

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"Especially if you watch the New Hope on Disney+, which shows the original trilagy remastered with only small bits of added footage but no changes to the original." Peter says with a big grin at Kitty, leaning towards her to bump shoulders.

After the greeting, Pete does his level best not to stare at the four teens at the table with him. He handles quite a bit working at the Mansion, rarely gives any of the snide looks that usually come from humans to Mutants, but there's just some things that tickle the brain wrong. This isn't even about mutations!

There's freaking FIVE OF THEM AND THEY TALK IN UNISON OKAY THAT'S FREAKY!

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Rogue steps back to their tables and leans the pool cue up against the wall then. She's not aware of Storm's little extra bit that goes on outside with adjusting the weather, but if she had been she would've been very amused by it. "I think underage people are allowed in here until like 8 or 9, then they gotta get out. Soemthin' like that anyway." She quietly comments as her eyes go to the Cuckoos. To Sophie, or who she thinks is Sophie. "Ya'll are like 45 though, aren't ya? You're good t'be in here." She states with a grin for the(her).

Her eyes go to Peter then and she smiles at him. "Thanks for fightin' for my honor. NIce havin' a big burly man such as yourself stickin' up for me. Forgot how that feels these days." The Belle laments.

Her hands go for her jacket and she drapes it over her lap and pulls her phone out of one of the pockets. She checks it's display. "I'm not drinkin' all week until I can buy it legit myself." She then announces as to why she hasn't been trying to convince one of the 'of age' people to get her one.

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    "Excellent, you can take us home at that time." Phoebe says towards Rogue as the three other girls more or less nibble on their nachos as Ororo never openly stated to not eat all of them and that is the sole purpose for the girls coming to the bar. (Since teachers are here that is)

    Sophie comes back in and has her blond hair soaking wet and dripping onto the floor as she opens her eyes, now back to their normal blue and she looks towards Rogue and gives the smallest and faintest nod towards the fellow mutant.

    "Mister Parker... We are not creepy, we are simply different from you, and thus scare you. We assume you would have been wise enough to know that about yourself." The dripping wet girl explains as she sits at the table answering questions she wasn't here to have heard."

    Irma turns to Kitty and smiles biggly, "We have a job. This has been a great weekend Miss Pryde."

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Kitty Pryde takes a sip from the drink that Ororo provided. After all the kerfluffle it is quite welcome indeed. "He is good about that. His Aunt raised him well. You should meet her sometime, AM. Really great woman," Kitty confides, whilst flashing a smile over to Peter as he rejoins them.

"Though still working on replacing the Mets cap with a Cubs one," she comments while casting a mock baleful eye at the hat whose logo is now facing forward. Kitty shrugs her shoulders though as if to say, what can you do?

The quintuplets are given a congratulatory smile. "Really? That's excellent. What does the job entail? And will just one of you be working it at a time, or is a group offer?" she inquires.

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"I wouldn't exactly call myself big or burley..." Peter counters with a little cough, glancing over at Rogue while rubbing the back of his neck, "And you hardly needed me to stand up for you. What that dude was saying certainly isn't true, so it wasn't hurting you.. and he was a chump, so he wasn't /hurting/ you... I was standing up for Harry's Bar! Yeah, that's it." Grinning, hand coming off his neck to wrapp the arm attached around Kitty beside him.

"Whoa now.." Peter holds his hands up at Sophie, "You're not creepy and I'd have never said that... you can't look into a persons head and take something out of context like that, it's not savey..." Frowning at the five girls, "Besides, it isn't the part where you're different that gives me those feelings.. it's the talking in unison.. I get the same way when they do that backwards Japanese school girl walk in horror movies, so don't even feel special."

Cubs hat?

"Never gonna happen..."

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Rogue just smiles brightly at Peter and shakes her head. "Ya took all the steam right outta my fantasy there." She says back at him before she stands up and walks over to bump shoulders with Storm. "I like your hair." She says to the teacher she was the assistant and adds a smile before she looks to the Cuckoos when they speak of a job. Rogue takes one of the nachos then and pops it into her mouth.

"Yeah, what the hell are the five'a you gonna do? Open a Five Gals Burgers joint?" She's hilarious, it was the first joke that came to her mind, leave her alone!

Rogue glances over to Kitty and gently shakes her head. "Ya can't change people's sports teams. Its probably easier t'changer their religion, sugh." She teases the Rabid Cereal Consumer.

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"You two are just the /soul/ of polite etiquette," Ororo drawls at Rogue and Peter. She slides the nacho tray incrementally closer to Kitty as if rewarding her manners. "I can imagine quite a number of jobs the girls would excel at."

She gets to her feet and reaches for her phone. "Would you please excuse me a moment? The Institute is calling," she apologizes, and steps towards the back room while lifting the phone to her ear.

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    "We're not peeking into your mind Mister Parker, it's the subtle clues Emma and Betsy and Jean told us to look for. The hair on the back of your neck, the dialated pupils, and the smell of prespiration." Esme says towards Parker and then, the four others all look at the Web-slinger and cant their heads in his direction.

    All together now, "We were told looking into minds is not right."

    Sophie sighs aloud as she makes it over to the table and has to take off her hooded jacket and tries to wring it out from the sudden down pour that collected in the fabric and she sighs again as she unrolls it and the thing is wrinkled to hell. "A warning would have been appreciated Miss Munroe. But we understand."

    Sophie takes the jacket and holds it out towards Ororo, expecting the teacher to take the clothing and to take care of the mess she made. As they would be expected to clean the messes they made. It's only just, isn't it?

    Sophie sits and takes a nacho chip, careful to avoid touching Rogue as she answers Kitty and all five sisters give Rogue that 'seriously?' stare before allowing Sophie to answer. "We are to work with Misses Storm-Richards and we will be doing assistant work for her, though for the time being it will be one at a time, as we're certain she wont know which of us is which, which, is perposterious." She scoffs and laughs around her cheesy treat and then all ten eyes look to Ororo quizically. They know there's no such call, but they don't say anything about it.

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Kitty takes one of the nachos with a thankful smile towards Ororo, and a nod as she excuses herself for the moment. "Oh, I'm fine with his religion. And where's the fun in not giving a New York fan a hard time. Though at least he isn't a Yankees fan. That would probably have been a deal breaker," Kitty responds to Rogue. She leans over against Peter midway through. He might be a Mets fan but he's her Mets fan at least.

Kitty looks to the Stepford sisters to say, "That sounds like a promising job. Congratulations on it. I hope that it turns out well. I'm only a little familiar with the Richards directly, but, obviously they come about as high recommended as you can get."

Kitty pops up and digs in her pocket for some money. "Anyone have a request for the jukebox?" she asks as she heads over towards it.

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"Betsy would know about making people twitch, yeah." Peter says under his breath, drumming his fingers on the table, "But it still isnt' about you being different, it's about you talking in unison... which would be kind of off putting no matter who did it.."

Hands in the air, hands out in a shrug.

"Which I /still/ hold I wouldn't have mentioned if you hadn't mentioned it. My second point being, I tried not to make a scene about the way I was feeling because even if I think something is off putting, I'm rational and intelligent enough to know that it doesn't /make/ it so.." A glance between four, then five, sisters.

"Ergo, you brought up it, you pointed it out, so you wanted it mentioned. Don't hang your hat of discontent on me saying you should know that about yourself when I all I did is respond, internally, to something that stood out, while still treating you as if it absolutely did not.. I /know/ that about myself, what you need to know about /yourself/ is that you were trying to make me look unaccepting of you... and you couldn't have missed the mark any further if you shot in the oposite direction."

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Rogue nabs another nacho and notices one of the Cucks avoiding her bare hand which makes her grin. Her eyes look over to Kitty then. "I'm gonna go get my dad's Redbirds hat'n wear it around ya more often, I think." She teases then, her father being a St Louis fan of course.

Her stare then goes to the Cuckoo that pulled away from her and she reaches her bare hand out. "You can touch it." She tells her. "Go ahead, its safe. No foolin'. Got an early birthday present." She wiggles her bare fingers enticingly then.

Her ears pick up Peter's response though and she looks over at him and whispers. "I think ya got her, Big'n'Burly."

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    Sophie pauses and looks from Rogue's hand to her own and then back up to Rogue's eyes. "If I get hurt, you'll have them to deal with..." Sophie warns as she reaches out to touch Rogue's hand over the plate of nachos.

    Celeste and Irma look to Kitty and Peter, and seem to have a question smeared across their faces but no words come out as the two girls turn to look intently at each other.

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Kitty Pryde had moved off towards the jukebox, but as she sees the touching of Rogue's skin that is about to happen, the brunette slips back over to the table quietly. Moving behind Sophie, perhaps seen by the others or perhaps not, but either way when Sophie touches Rogue, Kitty tries to light grab Sophie's shoulders and give her a small little shake like it was from the contact.

"Sorry, may never have a chance for that prank again," she says with a grin then hurries off to the jukebox. Kitty reaches it and leans down, hand resting on the glass and her forehead on her hand as she looks at the selections it holds.

After a little pit of perusing, Kitty flashes her phone at the scanner to pay for a few songs, and enters a few choices. She straightens and begins heading back over as "Have You Ever Seen The Rain" by Creedence Clearwater Revival starts playing.

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Rogue's whisper has Peter raising his hands, "Yeah okay..." Patting both down on the table with a sheepish glance at the sister, "I'm sorry. Truly." Said as he slides out of his chiar, "But I should get Aunt Mays' cars back to her before it gets too late. New York traffic is a bitch.." Grinnig all around, hand down on Rogue's shoulder, "You should accidentally not lose that vial." He says, whispered again, patting as he pushes off to head in Kitty's direction.

At the Jukebox, "hey babe, I'm headed to Queens to drop off Aunt Mays car. See you at home later?" Arms around her, hugging and grinning at the song. "Good song.. Want to dance before I go?"

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Rogue just lets the Cuckoo touch her apparently very soft hand and it makes her slow grin at the sight of it. "Yep. See? No life suckin'. Wild yeah? Guess I shoulda paid more attention when I was in magic school. Turns out its pretty damn useful for curin' shitty mutations." She flashes a grin to the Cuckoos and then laughs at Kitty's prank. "Thats cold, Kitty. Real cold."

The Belle looks over to Peter then and grins at him. "I look forward t'meetin' this Aunt'a yours someday. Since everybody keeps talkin' her up, sounds like my kinda lady. Safe drivin', Burly."

She drops her hand back down to her side and moves to follow Kitty over to the jukebox when she hears that song come on. She likes that kinda music after all.