11568/Gremlins: Post Battle

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Gremlins: Post Battle
Date of Scene: 30 May 2020
Location: 1407 Greymalkin Lane - Breakstone
Synopsis: Megan, Conner, Jean, Scott, Logan, and Shannon arrive home after the mission to recover Megan's soul dagger. Good-byes are said, wounds are healed--and some over-extend themselves in the process. But everyone made it back alive!
Cast of Characters: Pixie, Phoenix, Gambit, Superboy, Nightingale, Wolverine
Tinyplot: Gremlins!


Pixie has posed:
Megan Gwynn had just teleported everyone to safety, after a long and tiring battle and collapsed, exhausted on the grassy hilltop moments later as the pink glimmering portal yawned into existence. This world seems so...Normal compared to the nevernever, at least to Megan, and it's with an almost sad longing sigh that she falls to her knees on the soft springy grass. "Phew, we made it.."

Her sword, a beautiful crystalline blade with a glowing pink tip hands limply in one hand, afraid to lose it or let it go..But where is Morgana?

Phoenix has posed:
Once her feet are back on familiar ground, Jean takes three steps into the grass and unceremoniously flumps herself right down on the turf. There's no dignity in war. She looks pretty pasty and coated in sweat, rock dust, and dirt. The uniform of her right arm is melted clean through and showing blistered and reddened skin under.

"Shannon, Megan, are you two alright? Need me to call back to the school for help, or just need a breather?" She does, that's for sure. "You two did great, I'm so proud of you."

Gambit has posed:
Remy LeBeau had skipped his last 1 or 2 (5) rotations at monitor duty, because he was engaged in tactical training (asleep). And rather then try to make up the lost duties over a few weekends, the Cajun had decided to attempt one long marathon shift and get the whole ordeal over with. Unfortunately he'd accidentally began another... Tactical training session at the monitors when the bright flash of a portal opening caught his attention. He blinked and then stood, heading to get one of the ATV's and investigate. Somehow he knew Scott was going to blame him for this...

Superboy has posed:
Conner is looking at Megan, kind of hoping she will return to normal now she has the dagger back. But so far, no luck. "Are you feeling back to normal?" He asks the girl, looking at the sword, then back at her.

"Uh, if you are returning to the school, I guess I am heading back to New York, but text me as soon as possible, okay?"

Nightingale has posed:
     Shannon, for her part, is leaning up against a tree nearby, catching her breath. She's got some color, though a touch on the pale side of rosy. One quick glance at everyone who returned through the portal told her that they all made it home, all alive. Perhaps not entirely unscathed, but that's to be expected after an intense battle like that. Or at least, one of the most intense combat situations she'd been in out in the field to date.

     Her own gaze turns momentarily towards the city, and a faint smile curls the corners of her lips upwards. A light, tell-tale blush creeps into her cheeks, perhaps missed by most. There was nobody like Conner present at the moment for her. But still, one is left to wonder....

     Her thoughts stray to the battle, and the injuries suffered she had not had a chance to tend to. Turning back, she peers at both miss Grey and Megan. Her hand goes to her little brown leather bag, opening it up and rifling through the assortment of supplies always kept ready to hand. "Don't worry, miss Grey, I'm pretty tired out," she begins. "But I can still get a dressing on that burn if you like?"

     Compliments seemed to go right over her head for the moment, but when they do hit home, she smiles and ducks her head a bit. "You and Mr. Summers need to look in the mirror for why we did well. If it weren't for the way you've taught us both, we could've been in a world of hurt. Thank you for that."

Pixie has posed:
Megan Gwynn glances at the sword, then back at Conner, biting her lip. "Hmm, well, I dont feel quite so..Angry all the time. That's a good sign, right?" she smiles faintly, but sighs as she looks down at her hands. At least the claws and fangs are gone, but she still has the bat wings too.

"I should probably rest up, still have to find Morgana.." she seems worried. "I..Hope she's okay, hope she got out alright, otherwise.." She shivers, not wanting to think of what might happened to her. She risked a lot. For all their sakes.

She feels bad about all the lies, but, she doesn't want to get him in trouble either. Megan glances between Conner and the school, a bit torn but nods, "Okay, I'll call you soon! Thanks again for helping me out. Guess I owe you another.."

Phoenix has posed:
Jean Grey may have her eyes closed at that moment, but as she can sense Shannon approaching she holds up her best mom-is-warning-you finger. As Shannon then says she's handling it the old fashioned way, the woman grins. "Sure, it'll protect it till I get home. All we can do is advise and show, you're the one who makes it work."

With an uncomfortable grunt, she pulls herself up into a seated position so Shannon can work and points the same finger towards Conner. "You. These people here are my family. So thank you, for helping us."

Then it's to Megan she looks, and she says, "Rest first. She seemed a capable woman. I'm sure she got out fine, but for now you need to take care of yourself."

Gambit has posed:
"Damit Gambit," Remy says in a not too bad impression of Scott's voice as he bounces in the four wheeler to cover the short distance to where he saw the portal. "why can't you be more observent and alert." Another bounce another Jump. "Damit Gambit why can't you be more of a team player we are all in this together." A swerve around a tree. "Damit Gambit, why can't you see the future and know strange portals are going to open up on the outskirts of the grounds just when you were resting your eyes..." he stops his virtual self flagilation as he parks ATV near where the other faculty and students were dumped off. Then with that cocky smile asks "Any t'ing Ah c'n do ta 'elp? Cause ot' er wise Ah was t'inking of making a run out foh pizza."

Superboy has posed:
"I am fine, Shannon," offers Conner when the healer comes checking. "Some burns, but they are already healing and they will be gone in a couple hours," beat, "oh crap, another jacket ruined. It is the sixth this year." Fire and lightning were not good for the leather. He has no idea how Superman manages to keep his cape in one piece.

Jean's comment is responded with a grin. "I am Superboy, and I do this for a living. Although in this case it was for Megan here." He looks to the younger girl. "Hey, your fangs are gone. I think everything is going to be okay. Just maybe not in five minutes."

Wolverine has posed:
"Uhhhhh shit." Logan finally speaks as his eyes open up. His mouth opens as he tries to get some saliva going. "I need a bottle of scotch, stat." He says as he chuckles he doesn't remember much after being launched by the Super-kid. But he knows it was a hell of a throw. That is when he tries to sit up only to stop and sniff the air. "Why do I smell burning dog hair?"

Nightingale has posed:
     Chuckling wearily, Shannon slips a pair of medical gloves from her bag and puts them on. "See, mom," she quips, her eyebrows arching faintly. "No accidental healings." She crouches down by miss Grey and gets to work, for once not relying on her powers. This time, it wasn't necessary. With surprisingly deft, gentle touch, an antibiotic ointment is applied to the burn in a thin layer, the younger woman careful not to shift the skin or pop any blisters. "Fine, but give yourselves some credit too, please." A mock-stern glare is shot in mr. Summers' direction, though chased with a wry smile. "Both of you." With a gauze dressing laid in place over the burn and taped down at the edges, she stands and removes the gloves, holding on to them for proper disposal when they got back to the school....

     ...though it seemed, perhaps, the school was coming to them instead, in the guise of a wily, crazy Cajun on an ATV--and an offer of pizza. An offer which is, embarrassingly enough, met with a rather loud, unladylike growling of her stomach, that has her blushing and grinning sheepishly. "You speak our language, mon ami."

     A wild Logan awakes! He... reeks. Shannon wrinkles her nose and chuckles a little bit. "Welcome back to the land of the living. And that's not dog hair burning. You got zapped but good." Pause. "You feeling okay? You took quite a jolt there."

Pixie has posed:
Megan Gwynn glances up as she sees Remy driving towards them in the ATV and smiles and waves. "Heey, nice timing! Did you say pizza?" she grins. But first thing's first. And she's still pretty distracted right now.

Megan giggles a bit at Conner, totally not paying attention to anything else right now. "Wow, that many jackets huh? We need to take you to a really good store..Ooh, I know just the place, someone who makes really good quality clothing for a living. I mean really GOOD quality! I need to take you there!"

To Jean she sighs and nods. "Yes, Miss Grey. I suppose you're right, just lemme say bye to Conner first.." Looking back to Superboy, she smiles again and nods. "I know..I'm sure it'll be just fine.." she winces a bit at the wound in her side though, clutching at her ribs. Oh right, in all the excitement, she forgot abou that wound, dammit.

But Shannon's already busy taking care of others so she bites her lip, trying her best to hide the pain..

Gambit has posed:
Remy LeBeau grins slightly and nods to the two younger girls, as they both apparently intend to take him up on his little quip about the Pizza. Still he moves towards the fallen Logan and raises an eye brow as he kneels down. "Yah look like ten miles of bad road mon ami, what De 'eck' appended ta yah guys?"

Superboy has posed:
Damn, and he is going to miss the pizza. But Conner also expects the others are just waiting for him to leave to get to their home and get some real healing. So, he leans forward to briefly brush Megan's lips with his own and smiles again. "You have pizza, I think you all will be okay. I'll see you soon." He steps back and then launches on the air, waving with a hand quickly, and then zooming away.

Nightingale has posed:
     Shannon frowns as she sees Megan wincing. Damn. And she knew her teammate did not always respond well to conventional medical treatment or first aid.

     Mr. Summers and miss Grey were gonna kill her for this.

     Weaving slightly on her feet, she approaches Megan, taking advantage of the distraction of Conner's brief, chaste kiss to her friend. With any luck, the adults would be distracted by that. Closing her eyes, she reaches out and rests her hand on Megan's wound, her breath evening out as she reaches within to tap her gifts one more time. There wasn't much energy left, and damn, using her power this way was still new, still untested, and just how /did/ others like Triage or Josh manage this all the time? A light, gentle tendril of thought brushes against the edges of the wound, connecting with Megan's own life force to encourage rapid healing where conventional medicine might likely fail. It takes only a minute or so, but when all is said and done, the wound is sealed.

     However, Shannon also now sinks to her knees and then to her side, pitching over as she blacks out for the moment.

Gambit has posed:
Remy LeBeau looks over just in time to see Shannon touch Pixie and... He sighs moving quickly to catch her. Careful of the girl's wings he carries her over to the ATV. He looks at Logan, "If yah done laying dare like a lazy bum, t'ink yah c'n carry Jean in while Ah transport De minors?" He asks knowing that it'd take allot more then he could imagine to put Logan out too long.

Wolverine has posed:
Logan groans again as he slowly stands up. He's been 'rolled' many times in his life, but damn this one up there. Taking a look around he see's everyone has passed out in one way or another. "Well shit." As he hears Remy remark he turns to the man. "Shut yer pie hole, Gumbo, and give me a smoke." he says holding out a hand for a cigarette he knows thew man hides on his person. "Once I get some nicotine in me, let's get these folk back to the mansion." he states as he starts to pick the girls up and move them towards the mansion.