11870/Snack attack!

Snack attack!
Date of Scene:	30 July 2020
Location:	Kitchen - Xavier's School
Synopsis:	Shannon, Jeremy, and Ted meet in the kitchen for some snacks, and talk of gifts and new students incoming. And just how was Going South normal around here, anyways?
Cast of Characters:	Nightingale, SpyderByte, Ted Gammage

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Nightingale has posed:
     The day prior had been an eventful one, to say the least, for the mansion's resident healer in training. While general details had not been leaked out amongst the student population, there were rumors floating about that somehow, Shannon had been involved in the bizarre incident that resulted in Centennial Park over in Metropolis a snowy, muddy battlefield.

     But even she wasn't talking. Who would listen, anyways?

     So she is doing what she does best, taking a sheet full of baked, chili-stuffed potato skins out of the oven, and topping each with some shredded cheese and sour cream. Her hair is pulled back in a ponytail, save for the thin blue braid at the left side of her face. Bright blue leggings and a long hippie Tweety Bird t-shirt seem to be the order of the day, as are her floofy Old English Sheepdog slippers. Oddly enough, she's not humming, keeping quiet and mostly to herself.

     But with savory smells like that coming from the kitchen, it seemed unlikely she'd be alone for long....

SpyderByte has posed:
Heading into the kitchen is Jeremy, who was out and about earlier in the day with Mister Wagner for a 'pick up' of a new student. He even volunteered which was a rarity for the social recluse. He gives a small sniff of the air, then runs his hands back through his hair to free his eyes.

"H-H-Hey Ssssh.. s... Shannon."

As usual he is buried in his oversized black hoodie, chained black pants and his dog collar about his throat. He ambles to the fridge and opens it up to sneak out a pair of cheese sticks that he stuffs into his pocket, then snags an energy drink from the back.

Ted Gammage has posed:
Either drawn in by the smell of food, or just a general snacky nature, Ted enters the kitchen, wearing his usual t-shirt, jeans, and workboots combo. He pauses in the doorway a moment, watching the duo a few moments, as if deciding wether or not to bother, then lifts up a hand slightly, "Hey, y'two. How's it goin'?" He looks between them a moment, sees that Shan's in the middle of snack creation, then offers politely, "Y'need any help?"

Nightingale has posed:
     Turning at the sound of two entering, her expression brightens visibly as she sees Jeremy. One wing is extended towards him in greeting, and she also lifts her chin towards Ted in a bit of an up-nod. "Hello, you two," she calls out. "These are just about done anyways. Only help I'll need is in eating them." She grabs a plate for each of them, so each can get as many of the stuffed potato skins as they like.

SpyderByte has posed:
Lifting a hand to Ted, Jeremy gives him a half-guarded smile before he ambles over towards the table to sink down. He cracks the top off his drink and takes a quick sip from it. He glances between the pair of them for a moment before he folds his arms and sinks his chin down on top of them. "Having a g-g-ood nnn.. night?" He murmurs out.

Ted Gammage has posed:
"Oh, that's right kind-ah you," Ted replies at the offer of food, and he takes a few for his plate. He doesn't actually use anything to take them off, apparently at least brief amounts of heat don't seem to hurt him badly enough to make him get a spatula or something. He gives Jeremy a glance, trying to determine if he means him, but he answers, 'cause why not? "Ah'm doin' ok. I... managed to break a keyboard earlier tryin' to type an email," he admits, wrinkling his nose, seeming to be hard on himself because of that. "How bout y'all? Done anythin' interestin' recently?"

Nightingale has posed:
     "Eh... nothing too interesting," Shannon demurs, shrugging. Her wings ruffle and flutter as they settle behind her. She herself is plucking a few potato skins to plop onto her plate, nibbling on one. "Went to check out the Swan Carousel over in Centennial Park. Trip went south. Had to give Miss Grey a call. Normal stuff." Her voice was perfectly calm and deadpan, leaving one to wonder just how much she was glossing over in her description of recent events.

     "What about the two of you, anything interesting going on?"

SpyderByte has posed:
There is a low snort from Jeremy under his breath as his fingers fiddle with the wrapper of the cheese stick that he worked out of his pocket earlier. His head is still down over his crossed arms. He gives Shannon a 'look' with a slant eyed glance, then looks back to Ted. He shakes his head for a brief moment.

"Wuh-ent with Mmm.. Muh... Missst-t-t-er Wagner t-to p-pick up a new ssstudent."

Ted Gammage has posed:
There's a brief moment where Ted looks like he's about to ask about things Going South, and how that's normal. The light headshake from Jeremy holds him off though, so he just merely wears a concerned expression. "Ah, well, ah'm sorry t' hear that," he decides to say before he looks over to Jeremy, "Oh? did y'all go far this time?"

Nightingale has posed:
     "Oh, a new student? Nice." Shannon smiles with pride at Jeremy, pulling a stool over to perch upon by the counter. Never would she let him call himself a coward again. Ted gets a bit of a grin from her as well, and she chuckles a little bit. "I feel for ya there. Learning to hold back one's gifts sometimes can be... a challenge. But who knows, it may wind up with an unexpected bonus." Looking at her hands, she smiles somewhat, before nibbling on more of her potato skin.

SpyderByte has posed:
"Not Ffff-ar." Jeremy says, then tucks the cheese stick into his mouth to let it dangle to the side. "Here in t-t-he sssss-ity." Chewing off a hunk of cheese, he chews a few times, then swallows as he peers over towards Ted. "I c-c-can get y-eh-you a nnnnew k-k-eyboard." He's broken his share of them as well, but mostly out of frustration.

Ted Gammage has posed:
He looks between the two a moment, and he half smiles at the gentle words, but then Ted sighs and says, "Ah dunno what could come from this." He rolls a shoulder lightly, "It's like...th' world's made of eggshells, an' I haveta stay focused all the time or Ah'll break somethin' or, worse, someone." His expression is briefly sad, and he looks to Jeremy, "S'nice, but maybe jus' a cheapo one, ah'll probably break it again." He angles his head again, trying to change the subject a bit, "Ah, so, what's th' new person's..um, thing? Ability?"

Nightingale has posed:
     "My gift is triggered by touch," Shannon explains. "I absorb the wounds of those I touch. When I first got here last year, I couldn't control if or when that happened. In learning to hold that back and let it happen when I wanted it to, it turned out I could learn to use the gift to assess and diagnose injuries. Which has let me see where and when I could or even should use the gift to begin with." Her smile is a wry one, and she shrugs. "Which isn't always easy. I can't see someone hurt and just let them go on hurting."

     Turning back to Jeremy, she lofts one finely arched brow and tilts her head to one side. "Oooo, yah... what's the new person's gift? And better still, what are they like? What sorts of things do they enjoy and all?"

SpyderByte has posed:
Ugh. That would be a lot of words to work through. Jeremy slides his phone out and places it down, then focuses on his device as he chews on his cheese stick. The robotic voice comes out of the speakers.

<< Indira can control electricity and create lightning using atmospheric pressure and static discharge. In other words, she can electrocute you. Badly. She is really eager to know what sports programs we have. >>

Ted Gammage has posed:
"Ah...yeh," Ted says at Shannon's questions. "Prolly a better question." He leans in his chair a bit, which creaks omniously, and he shifts his weight back forward, "Ah just...am a bit new t' this. Everyone has these differen' things, guess its th' first thing I think of lately." He gives a strum or two of his fingers, "Well, ah hope she finds a place here pretty easy," he notes with a plesant smile. He is quiet another moment, then slowly hefts himself up. "Ah thanks fer th' snacks," he says with a light smile, "Ah'm gonna run for a bit, Catch up with y'all later, a'ight?

Nightingale has posed:
     Shannon smiles a little bit and nods to Ted. "Alright. And... if I've said something to upset you, I'm sorry." She makes a quick sniff check as if making sure she hadn't put on too much perfume. Nope. All seemed well. "I didn't mean badly by anything."

     She nudges one of the potato skins over to Jeremy, sprinkling some extra cheese on top and smiling some. "Sounds like you had quite a trip. Just sorry I was stuck here and had to miss it."