11972/Peaceful Barbecue and Taco Danger Room Adventure

Peaceful Barbecue and Taco Danger Room Adventure
Date of Scene:	10 August 2020
Location:	Danger Room - X-Men Base
Synopsis:	A few X-Men take Sabretooth to a barbecue. There are unicorns.
Cast of Characters:	Beast, Cannonball, Sabretooth, Cyclops

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Beast has posed:
It's getting on towards evening. Dinner time. With a desire to treat Victor Creed more like a human and less like a rabid jungle cat, some of the guys have decided to have him out for a barbecue. Just not one where he can get to people who can't defend themselves. One in the heart of the X-Mansion's basement. A danger room barbecue. Hank McCoy's got everything set up for a nice picnic. There's a charcoal grill. There are two coolers, one full of meat, grillable veggies and potatoes wrapped in aluminum foil. The other is full of stuff to drink and condiments. In a large basket are plates, hamburger and hotdog buns, chips and a jar of pickles. It's a good little set up, all things considered.

As everyone gets inside Hank, wearing shorts, Hawaiian shirt, socks and sandals and an apron, turns on the Danger Room with a voice command, "Run selected program alpha." Suddenly, as the room turns on they're in the middle of a beautiful green field. There are rainbows in the sky and unicorns grazing contentedly. There's even a nice picnic table for people to sit at, right next to a flowing stream that makes almost musical sounds as water rushes over rocks. It's idyllic.

Pursing his lips, McCoy says, "I should have expected unicorns. Anyway. I shall be the grill master. We'll begin with hotdogs and hamburgers as an appetizer, grill some veggies and potatoes for those who like them and move on to dessert. Which is steak."

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie has come down with the others. He brought a cooler with him expecting Sabretooth's tastes to run something like the Canadian he fights a lot, he brought some beers, some sodas, a gallon of sweet tea, and even a mason jar of the stuff sent from home, He is wearing a pair of cut off jeans, blain grey t-shirt and a Yankee's baseball cap.

Sabretooth has posed:
    Victor walks into the Danger Room slowly. He still moves as if the gloves and muzzle were still on, but is slowly getting used to them not being there. He is dressed in a white tshirt stretched tight over his chest and a pair of jeans that actually look fairly new rather than his tattered old things. He is still barefoot, however, and as the Danger Room changes, he curls his clawed toes into the ground slowly. He looks around a bit and snorts at the fairy tail like setting. "Should of known you lot would have unicorns and rainbows as a preset in this place," he says with a mix of amusement and disdain.

Beast has posed:
"Only the best for our training sessions, Mr. Creed," Hank comments to Sabretooth as he swiftly stacks the charcoal in a pyramid, hits it with some charcoal lighter fluid and ignites it. "I was surprised there was a preset barbecue scenario, actually. Quite pleased to find it, however." Looking over towards Sam, Beast will eye the cooler he brought, "I imagine you've got some of the strong stuff in there. Perhaps we should start off with a few sips of that before I start in on beer." One of the unicorns wanders over towards the group and starts contentedly eating grass nearby.

Cyclops has posed:
Heading into the Danger Room is Scott. For the event, he is dressed in a pair of khaki cargo shorts and a black tank top with a red X in the middle. This is him dressing 'way' down. Instead of a visor, he has on a pair of ruby quartz Raybans. He gives a look about the park with a smile on his face as he heads over towards his friends, and Victor.

"You outdone yourself, Henry. Perfect day." He dips his hand down to snag a beer, cracking it open before he holds it out to Victor.

"Unicorns and rainbows are for the New Mutants training team." He says with a bit of jest as he tips a wink towards Sam. "Bet you two are excited to have a bunch of kids again to shape and mold during the school year." That is to Hank and Sam.

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie smirks a bit and nods. He will find a place to set the cooler down opening it, and fishes around deep into the ice and brings out the mason jar with a couple slices of apple at the bottom and a cinnamon stick in it. He will open the jar, and offer it to Hank. Looking over to Scott, "God some interesting prospects and we have pegasus not unicorns in the new mutants." He jokes

Sabretooth has posed:
    Victor growls at the unicorn as it drops its head to feed near him. It seems to pay him no mind which only irritates Victor all the more. He drops down to a crouch and seems to be eyeing the distance between himself and the unicorn. He tenses, but then Scott cracks open the beer. The gears in his head almost visable as he tries to decide. Finally, he stands up and heads over towards Scott and takes the beer. "Thanks," he growls as he moves to take a seat at the bench, still eyeing the unicorn.

Beast has posed:
"This one actually isn't me, Scott," Hank explains to his friend with a little chuckle. "I found in it the scenario database, did a test run and found it to be particularly wholesome. Perfect for a barbecue." Then he'll replace the grate on top of the grill and start digging through one of his coolers to grab some burgers and hot dogs to get going. "How's everyone want their burger cooked?" A glance between Scott and Sam as he accepts the jar with a nod, taking a sip and making an 'ahh' noise. "Delicious, as always." With a grin he says, "I'm quite excited to be part of training these youngsters. They'll be great to work with, I'm sure."

Cyclops has posed:
Taking a beer out for himself, Scott settles down at the bench next to Victor, cracking his own can open. "It will definitely be interesting to see how they all fit in with each other. I got my faith in you." He takes a long sip, then answers the burger question. "Medium for me. Two of them." He looks over towards Victor and grins wryly. "Gotta admit, this ain't half bad, right? It comes in handy during the winter when you just want to lay out on a beach and not worry about the ten feet of snow you gotta plow in the front yard."

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie looks over and says "Medium well for me." He will say of the burgers. He will look around and find a nearby place to sit on a rock, and looks over the area. "Still find it hard to believe even as many times as have been in here how real it can seem for a nice peaceful time like this.

Sabretooth has posed:
    Victor takes a pull from his beer slowly and then lays one arm out along the picnic table, resting his back against the table. "Eh," he says in a non committal tone. "Feels too phony." He takes another sip of his beer. "Snow has its place. Keeps you sharp." He glances towards Hank and grunts out. "Rare. Knock the horns off and whipe its ass."

Beast has posed:
After another sip of the shine, Hank will offer it to the next person in line, "Thanks for that." He'll pause for a second, staring off into space, "You know, we could make a still. I imagine it would be a fun project..." Then something seems to click in his head, "Oh right. I'm a teacher and this is a school. I must be a responsible adult and not distill moonshine around the children." As the burgers are plopped on the grill the blue fellow will nod, "Medium, medium, medium well, rare, medium rare. Who wants cheese? I brought blue if we're feeling fancy, American if we're not and sharp cheddar." Some plates and buns are placed on the picnic table so that the burgers can have their pre-stomach homes.

Cyclops has posed:
"Just use the project for metal shop and then we can test drive it afterwards." Scott grins towards Henry with a raise of his brows upwards. He takes another sip of his beer. "We're allowed to have fun once in awhile also. Work on our own projects." As he eases back into the bench, he gives a lick of his lips. "Snow drives me crazy." He says to Victor with a tilt of his head in his direction. "You may have a fur pelt to keep you warm, but I'll take hot sands and the sound of the ocean any day of the week. Without unicorns though." He raises his can uptowards Hank. "American for me."

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie nods and says "Same for me." He will say and offer the jar over towards Scott and Victor. "Beach is great and fun to visit, but a place that did not have snow at least a little Ah don't know about that. I mean putting sand down your sisters back would be no where as much fun."

Beast has posed:
"Metal shop? Excellent plan, Scott," chuckles Hank as he works the grill.

"The snow is pleasant, to a certain depth. With my fur I don't mind the cold, but when it starts to obstruct traffic it really becomes a drag." As the burgers cook Hank heads for the cooler to grab a beer, cracking it open and having a gulp before returning to his station at the grill.

Another unicorn joins the one that wandered over, nibbling on the greenery happily.

Cyclops has posed:
"Speaking of traffic, are you going to buy a car or keep stealing ours from the garage?" Scott asks with a laugh towards his blue furred best friend. "If you want to go car shopping and make an afternoon of it, I'm always good to test drive a few roadsters around the lot."

Finishing the beer, he places it in the recycling bin they brought out, then looks over towards the unicorns. "How many of these are programmed to show up?" He asks curiously. "Also, we know who made this program?"

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie looks around and says "Can find some decent deals on craigslist, is where I found mine, mind you I am working on her about once a week, but was better than trying to scrounge enough up front when I bought her. I maybe should look into something newer myself maybe send the wagon to Melody or Zeik

Beast has posed:
"I may purchase a vehicle, now that you're on the subject," Hank says to Scott with a chuckle. "We can make an event out of it if you'd like. Perhaps later this week?" Then he looks over towards Sam and nods his head, "I could check that as well. See if I can't find something that suits me pre-owned. I'm not particularly picky." The burgers and dogs seem ready, smell ready, "Round one is complete!" He begins moving the food off of the grill to the waiting buns.

Cyclops has posed:
"I'd love to. I get he feeling that you are a top down kind of guy. Convertible. Something with a bit of flash but still conservative." Scott rubs his chin in thought. At the call for food, he pushes himself off the bench to head over and snag his pair up. "So, Victor, are you feeling like you fit in a bit more around here now that you have some more places to roam about. I heard you're breaking in the gym quite a bit. If you ever want to really push yourself, we can modify the Danger Room to have more types of equipment."

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie willwait till the others get their food. He leans back a moment looking up at the sky and the clouds that are in the simulation. He ponders who may have wrote this one.