12765/Tea and Swords

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Tea and Swords
Date of Scene: 27 February 2021
Location: Kitchen - Xavier's School
Synopsis: A magical teapot summons Kurt, Dani, Jamie, Shannon and Remy to the kitchen. Yes, it's the magical teapot and not the fact that there is food there.
Cast of Characters: Prismatic, Nightcrawler, Gambit, Moonstar, Nightingale, Multiple Man




Prismatic has posed:
    Alexis Carr had been gone for the school for a little over a month, and word might spread that the Junior Deputy Headmistress (which just means she's a glorified paperwork filler) was back in-house. Her long hair was pulled into a bun, still damp, and she had a planner, a couple of three ring binders and a notebook in front of her, reading glasses perched on her nose, and tea service for four set up, cups on other saucers set upside-down. There were even chocolate tea biscuits to go along with the very British service as she took in the events she had missed while away.

Nightcrawler has posed:
Sometimes, it's when a person least expects it to happen that it happens. The kitchen was relatively peaceful. Until there was a BAMF of sound and the distinctive odour of brimstone. And the appearance of Kurt, who's dressed in less mission-ready clothes, currently -- blue jeans and a grey t-shirt. He lifts one of his hands, tussling his damp hair a bit, and his tail lightly swishes at his back. There's a moment where he eyes the fridge consideringly, perhaps pondering what he's in the mood for. Then one of his ears flicks a little bit before he turns his head to peer towards the table, his yellow eyes glowing.

Prismatic has posed:
    She may never get used to the sound (and smell) of the sudden entrances. Alexis gives a start, picking up the creamer and ready to sling it in the offending mutant's direction when she registers who it is, and she gives a wry smile as she sets the creamer back down, taking up a napkin and dabbing a bit at her palm where some of it had spilled.

    "Good afternoon, tea?" she inquires to the Devilish mutant, lifting the white teapot in offering.

Nightcrawler has posed:
Some take more getting used to than others. That he startled her is obvious, and all the more so when the creamer is nearly launched! He reflexively crouches, ready to tumble away if need be, but then the creamer is set back down, unharmed. Bare-footed, he steps over towards the table where she sits. "Ah, mein dame, I'm sorry... I did not mean to startle you," Kurt says softly, glancing to her hand briefly. "Tea would be most welcome, ja," he affirms, giving a small nod to her. He glances then towards the other mugs. "Ah... you are expecting others?" he asks, wondering if he might be intruding.

Prismatic has posed:
    "No, but whenever I set up tea, inevitably someone comes along." Alexis gives a rueful smile, the short music teacher flipping over one of the teacups and pouring the tea for Kurt.

    "I've learned to set up for a few more whenever I'm in here. Sometimes people just need sorting out." she pauses, and gives a grin.

    "I'm very glad that I did not cream you. That would be a pretty sore return to the mansion for me."

Nightcrawler has posed:
"Perhaps it is the teapot," Kurt suggests with a grin that's all pointy teeth. He draws out a seat near to the one that she's occupying, settling in it and watching whilst she pours the tea. "I think the teapot might draw people out. But only when hot water is added to it. Otherwise it does not work," he adds, amusement in his voice. He reaches for one of the biscuits, claiming it as he nods to her. "I am also glad for that. It would not have hit me, but... it would have been messy, and the creamer might have become broken," he says, a thoughtful note to his voice. He could have teleported or tumbled away. "All would be forgiven, of course, mein dame," he says softly, a warm note to his voice.

Prismatic has posed:
    "Hm, an enchanted teapot of summoning somehow would both not be out of place or the most odd item to pop up at the school." the British girl replies, and she gives a grin over to Kurt, her lips curling up as she cradles her teacup.

    "Alexis, please. And your reputation preceeds you, Kurt. You are a favorite of many of the students." she replies with equal warmth.

Nightcrawler has posed:
"There are certainly stranger things out there, on account of magic and spells and what have you," Kurt muses, his tone thoughtful. He takes a bite of the cookie, chewing whilst listening to her. His tail lightly swishes back and forth, almost seeming as though it has a mind of its own. "And it's probably more likely for such a thing to end up here than most other places," he adds, giving a soft chuckle. Then he tilts his head to one side before inclining his head towards her. "Alexis it will be, and a true pleasure to meet you," he says in a warm tone. Then one of his eyebrows quirks. "Oooh, a reputation? If it is bad things then I deny it all," he says with a wink, "but I will take credit for anything good you might have heard!" he adds with amusement. He ducks his chin a bit at her words, finishing the cookie before reaching for the tea mug that she'd filled for him, adding only a bit of sugar to it. "Danke," he says softly, "It is very kind of you to say."

Prismatic has posed:
    "Ah, well I heard you were dashingly handsome, had a winsome smile, champion of justice and beauty, and that you were quite the acrobat." Alexis gives a grin over her cup, and takes a sip.

    "So I can check all those off. I also heard you're very handy with a blade."

Nightcrawler has posed:
If there's a blush that comes to her words, at least the dark hue of his skin is able to hide it! His chin ducks a touch, the gesture hidden by the lifting of the teacup as he takes a sip of it. "Mmm, well... some things may be dependent on others, ja? Like how someone feels about blue, perhaps. Or pointy teeth," he says with a grin. "As for the acrobatics, well... that is a thing that started when I was very young. It is a thing that is common with circus children," Kurt says, giving a soft chuckle. His tail gives a light swish at his back, then moves to the creamer to deftly slip around it and pick it up in order to pour some cream into his cup. Then the creamer is returned to the table, his tail releasing it and then returning to be behind him. "Ja, I am good with blades. I have a collection of them," he affirms with a smile.

Prismatic has posed:
    Alexis gives a wry little smile as she gives a shrug. "Some people might like the color blue, but sometimes it's what's on the inside that counts." she replies, and rubs the back of one of her hands.

    "I fenced quite a bit while I was in a conservitory, learned from a few greats, Olympians. I'm sure that my spontinaeity may need a little work." she replies conversationally to Kurt.

Nightcrawler has posed:
There's a slight tilt of his head to one side, and then he gives a nod before taking a sip of his tea. "Ja, this is true. Some people might. And there is the not judging a book by its cover but instead by its contents. There are yet those that see the cover and shy away," Kurt says in a thoughtful tone. He's seen it happen a number of times. Or people assume, which has its own challenges. His attention seems to perk up at her mention of fencing, his glowing gaze turning to her with some interest. "I have a feeling that your spontaneity may not suffer as much as you fear. You were quick to grab the creamer, after all. Perhaps we will have to cross blades in practice, ja?" he suggests, watching her.

Prismatic has posed:
    "... I know that plight well. Being judged by my cover, I mean." the British woman states with a gentle tone of understanding, but the perk up at fencing was not lost. At that, she gives a bright smile.

    "Of course, it would be my distinct honour to cross blades with you, Kurt. You came highly recommended." she gives a bright, toothy grin. "And the creamer happened to be the closest thing. I recently came back from Boston. Bit of a rough town in the winter." she jokes.

Nightcrawler has posed:
Kurt Wagner tilts his head a little bit to one side, and he lifts one of his hands to gesture towards her. "You have a very pretty cover. It would be a shame to not have the opportunity for investigating what the pages within hold," he says with a warm smile, his yellow eyes glowing. He lifts his cup of tea, taking a sip of it and keeping the cup in one of his hands rather than setting it back to the table. "And an honour of mine to cross blades with you as well. We will have to wait until then to see if I live up to my recommendations or not," he comments with amusement, grinning. Then he gives a chuckles. "Is Boston not a tough town in other seasons as well?" he suggests, raising an eyebrow slightly. Teasing or serious, it's hard to tell.

Prismatic has posed:
    "... that may be true, but for a long time this pretty cover was used to fund anti-mutant rhetoric. Then it ended up on a milk carton at home while I hid in New York City." she gives a smart smile to Kurt as she reaches to refill her tea -- she takes it black, apparently. She gives a soft humm.
    "Boston is pretty tough, regardless of season. New York's far friendlier. Weirdly so." she gives a soft 'hm' sound.

Nightcrawler has posed:
"Many of us have things in our past that are... unsavoury, shall we say? No one is perfect, ja?" Kurt suggests in a gentle tone. "There will likely always be those against us, those who do not understand and can not understand what it is like to be... this different," he says, giving a small nod to her. He is quite different. "Sometimes when we think we are changing the world, it is the opposite that happens, ja?" he poses, lifting his tea to take a sip of it. His tail lightly swishes behind him where he sits at the table on a chair near to Alexis. "Many cities can be tough. Big ones, little ones. Some just look it from the outside until you end up in them and experiencing them," he muses, his tone thoughtful.

Gambit has posed:
Remy LeBeau comes into the kitchen, heading for the cupboard as Kurt is speaking. "Ah don' know what yah be talkin' about mon ami. Ah don' t'ink dare is anyt'ing in mah pas' dat Ah am ashamed of.." He opens a can and pours it's contents into a pitcher, then begins adding water. "Not dat dare isn't plenty Ah /should/ be ashamed of mind yah." He adds with a grin, stirring the juice before pouring it in a glass and taking a slow sip, actually shivering with pleasure.

Prismatic has posed:
    And that's when Alexis's skin begins to change color, rippling like water beginning at her fingertips as they hold the teacup, and she turns a delicate, floral shade of pink, the crystaline structures beneath her skin bending the light just so as she offers an example of her ability. "... it just hurts more when you are denied by your parents for what you were born with." the Brit replies with an understanding tone of voice, remaining pink as she sips her tea, and she gives a small nod over her cup.

    "We're all told when we're young that we can change the world. How come we stop beleiving it as we grow up?"

    And Remy is ignored for the first moment, ruefully, and then Alexis turns and gives him a nod.

    "Well, you can have unsavory parts of life without being ashamed of them." she does confirm. "I would offer a cup of tea - but it looks like you're already set."

Moonstar has posed:
Dani Moonstar enters, practically on Remy's heels. "Ashamed of, no. Careful of, yes." She splits from the Cajun, heading toward one of the refridgerators and something she'd left inside it. She pauses and glances back to Alexis. "Because as we get older, we start realizing that we are small compared to the vastness of the world. What we have to remember is that even a pebble can start a landslide." She opens the fridge and gets out... one of those pre-made sandwiches that one can find in any gas station or deli in the state. The kind that are dry because they come with no condiments. A jar of mayo follows, and she closes the fridge before setting the two items on the counter.

Nightcrawler has posed:
There's a quirk of an eyebrow as others enter, and Kurt chuckles softly. Then he lifts his free hand to gesture slightly towards Alexis. "You see? It is the teapot, with the hot water in it," he comments, a grin coming to his features and showing pointy teeth. His glowing gaze turns towards Remy, and he lifts one of his shoulders in a touch of a shrug. "We all deal with our own pasts in the ways that we see fit, ja? And shame is not always a part of it," he suggests, a thoughtful note to his voice. Then his attention turns back to Alexis, watching that ripple across her skin, and he tilts his head a touch to one side. "Ah, you are beautiful in whichever skin you choose to wear, mein dame," he says softly, a warm note to his voice. "It is a sad thing that we are not all accepted as we are," he adds. His tail swishes aside, for the end of it to lightly brush her shoulder, if she allows. "I think we stop believing it because one voice seems to have so little volume sometimes. What can one person do? But one person, together with other people, can bring about change. The voices, together, are louder as they call for change to happen," he says. Then his gaze turns towards the other who had entered, and he gives a nod to Dani. "Sometimes we just try not to let the same things happen that happened then. You're not wrong, mein dame," he adds, inclining his head to her.

Gambit has posed:
Remy LeBeau grins slightly to Alexis and holds up his glass as if in salute. "POG Juice." He explains with a smile, "Imported from Hawaii. Literal nectar of de gods." He says and takes another light sip then turns to lean agienst the counter, listening to the conversation. He doesn't comment on the morality issue, mostly because he has such a loose relationship to the concept.

Prismatic has posed:
    "Physical beauty is only skin deep -- so much more is beneath the surface." the pink lady agrees, allowing the tail to brush her shoulder as she gives a little bit of a blush -- or maybe it's just that her face is turning pink like the rest of her, and she gives a bit of a laugh.

    "Yes! The teapot with the hot water in it! That must be the secret -- the next time I have to flush someone out of hiding obviously I just need to bring the teapot!" she smiles and laughs.

Moonstar has posed:
A butterknife is retrieved next. The jar of mayo opened. The sandwich's packaging is popped open. The sandwich's two pieces of bread are peeled off and the mayo applied using the butterknife. Once she's done, she puts the lid on the jar of mayo, the bread on the sandwich, and the mayo in the fridge. The sandwich is left for a moment as Dani moves to the sink and washes the butterknife. It gets set aside to dry in the appropriate place. The sandwich is snagged, packaging and all, and a bite taken from it as she wanders over to lean a hip against the island. She glances toward Remy. "That actually sounds good," she says. "Mind if I snag a glass?" She looks momentarily confused about the talk of a teapot. With hot water. "What did the teapot do?"

Gambit has posed:
Remy LeBeau grins a bit and points to the cupboard where the glasses are, "Grab a small on. Yah c'n 'ave more if yah like it, but a 24 pack of dose cans." He says gesturing to the trash where he threw away the can with the concentrate in, "Cost ovah fifty bucks, so Ah don' wan' it wasted if yah /don'/ like it." He says with a grin. "It's Passon fruit, orange, and Guava... Only places Ah evah found it is Hawaii an' Disney World."

Nightcrawler has posed:
"I will stick with tea," Kurt says simply. Speaking of it, he lifts his cup to take a sip of it, the cup held in only one of his hands. To each their own beliefs, and he keeps his peace when the other man refers to the juice as 'nectar of the gods'. His gaze turns to Alexis, and he gives a nod of agreement. "In this, you are not wrong. True beauty is found within, not in the colour of one's skin or hair or eyes," he says in a warm voice. Then he chuckles, the sound warm and pleasant. "Perhaps it will need to be experimented with, ja?" he teases, grinning. Then he looks over to Dani, and one of his eyebrows quirks. "Ah, well... it is a thing we spoke on earlier, Alexis and I. We were discussing the probability of the teapot with hot water in it being the cause of people arriving out of the blue," he says with a grin. It's amusing, really. And silly.

Moonstar has posed:
Dani Moonstar nods. "Don't worry. I know I'll like it. Passion, orange, and guava is pretty popular where I grew up. I like to buy a jug of the cheap stuff occasionally. I haven't ever had high end imported POG, though." The sandwich has another bite claimed, then is set down in the packaging on the island where she's leaning. She moves to retrieve said small glass, and POG, and returns to the sandwich and island. She takes a drink of the juice with obvious relish. Just as she'd promised, Dani clearly likes the juice. She glances to Kurt, then to the teapot. "Perhaps it could be to blame for those who wish to drink tea?" She pauses. "I came for a sandwich, so perhaps the fridge is at fault there?" There's a smile lingering on the corners of her lips, and heard within her voice.

Nightingale has posed:
     Surely it must be the teakettle that has lured a wild Shannon out of the natural habitat of her dorm. She's in her floofy Old English Sheepdog slippers, light blue jeans, and a plain white t-shirt, with her hair tied back in a ponytail--little blue braid and all. Yes, it was the teakettle, whistling its merry little tune as it bubbles away on the stove.

     Or it could be a craving for that comfort food supreme, which she sets about making, with a little smile and a nod to each present. Dani's appearance among the inhabitants of the mansion once more earn a raised brow, and she nods by way of greeting, setting about to the task she has taken on. Pasta, cheese, milk, butter, flour... oh yes. It is plain that she will be adding to the goodies to be served with tea. An odd addition to be sure, but a hearty one.

     Mac 'n cheese.

Prismatic has posed:
    Alexis gives a bright grin to Dani and Remy, and then a smart smile to Kurt. "Oh, no, definitely it's the teapot. It's magic, you see. This I got from a fabulous and mystical maze where the directions are not written, but understood, and as far as the eye can see it smells of vanilla and cinnamon --"

    She straightens up, and then whispers with the utmost reverence:

    "/Ikea/."

     ... and then she sips her tea, attempting not to burst into giggles, feeling pretty well improved over everything.

Nightcrawler has posed:
The cup of tea is lifted, and Kurt takes a sip of it, leaning back a little bit in his seat. His tail lightly swishes behind him, slipped through the railings of the chair as it is. His glowing gaze turns to Dani, and he tilts his head a touch to one side. "Perhaps. It is a theory, at least. Though in your case, it is perhaps more the fault of the sandwich in the fridge? Though it seems a stretch, somewhat. At least more of a one than the teapot did, in the moment," he comments, giving a soft chuckle. Reaching out, he snags one of the chocolate tea biscuits from the plate, taking a bite. His gaze slips to Shannon, and he gives a nod of greeting to her, watching as the ingredients are thus arranged by her. Then his attention returns to Alexis, and he grins at her, pointed teeth on display. "I have heard of this magical place! It is a place of many vast wonders!" he comments with amusement, his eyes bright and laugh following the words. "I go there just for the smell," he confides, giving a nod, his yellow eyes aglow.

Gambit has posed:
Remy LeBeau grins slightly at Dani, enjoying his juice and just being in the company of friends it would seem. When Shannon walks in though he grins a bit. "Mac an' Cheese again chere? Ah starting ta t'ink yah trying ta single 'andedly make us all fat... which is why Scott 'as us training at five in de morning."

Moonstar has posed:
Dani Moonstar lifts her free hand, the left, and finger waves at Shannon in response to the nod. "How've you been?" She grins at Alexis and inclines her head, conceding about the teapot. The magical teapot! "Mm. Vanilla and cinnamon are good," she says. At the reverent 'ikea', she can't help but laugh. She takes another drink of the juice and sets it on the counter. Resuming her lean, she reaches for her sandwich and continues to contentedly munch on it. While she munches, though Dani doesn't look at anyone in particular, letting her eyes drift where they will, there's a sense of awareness of her surroundings never the less. Even in what should be considered 'safe' territory. She grins at Remy's comment. "I always start my training at five in the morning. Unless I can't sleep. Then I start earlier. It's good for you, training early."

Multiple Man has posed:
Dressed in a Hogwarts T-shirt, charcoal gray sweatpants, Jackalope slippers, and a robe, his hair almost shoulder length, and a solid coating of facial hair especially around his mouth and chin, James Arthur Madrox looks like a guy that just woke from sleeping for a month, his eyes only about 60% open, his gaze sort of not really fixed on the hear and now. He scratches his messy hair and yawns, shuffling along, not even looking at anyone, as if not even sure where he is going or what he is doing, just running on autopilot. He actually gets to near the counter and looks like wobbly, stopping, sort of looking like he has zoned out entirely.

Nightingale has posed:
     Shannon chuckles lightly and flicks her wings behind her, as she sets a pot of water to boil on the stove. "It's just the ultimate comfort food. As for training at oh-dark-stupid, I'm right there with my morning runs, so it's all even."

     Looking over at Dani, she smiles somewhat, shrugging. "it's been interesting times since you've been around last. I've been looking after Brightwind for you. He seems to like the company every day. Or is it the apple I bring him?" There is a roiling of emotions just beneath the surface of the young woman's otherwise jovial demeanor, running the gamut from happiness, to upset, to nervousness and pride. In short, a tangled mess. "What about you, what adventures have you been on?"

     As she sets up a saucepan with the butter and flour to start the roux for the sauce, she smiles somewhat at Kurt. "Guten Tag, Herr Wagner. Perhaps we'll put your idea to the test, that maybe these..." She flares her wings out behind her somewhat. "...are actually extra storage for mac 'n cheese, ja?" Her voice bears the hint of a laugh--just.

     Zombie-Jamie gets a very concerned look from her, though. "Hey... you okay?" What on earth could be going on....?

Prismatic has posed:
    Zombie-Jaime gets a look from Alexis, but she purses her lips, and turns over another cup, pouring tea for Jamie and sliding the cup towards the zombie.

    "Spot of caffination for you, Madrox?" she questions to the Hogwards-clad exhausted man, and she turns to Kurt.

    "I don't blame you, the smell of an Ikea -- cinnamon, vanilla, and flatpacked wood as far as the nose can smell." she gives a bright grin to him, leaning back in her chair.

    "Speaking of early o'clock trainings, Extra-storage-for-mac-and-cheese, have you seen Sam about?"

Nightcrawler has posed:
"Macaroni and cheese is a most delicious form of awesomeness," Kurt comments, glancing towards Remy. Then he grins before taking another sip of his tea. "Moderation, ja?" he suggests, giving a soft chuckle. His gaze turns to Dani, and he gives a nod. "Ja, vanilla and cinnamon are both very good. To smell and to eat. They are sometimes in tea," he says in a thoughtful tone. He chuckles softly, giving another nod. "Training before breakfast is good. It is my preference, as well," he says, a smile coming to his features. He takes another bite of the cookie, enjoying it. His attention turns to Shannon, and he chuckles softly. "Guten tag, mein dame," he says in a warm tone. "You may not want to store too much macaroni and cheese in them, ja? It might make flying harder," he teases, his eyes glowing. His attention comes back to Alexis, and he chuckles softly before giving a nod to her. "It is a pleasing combination of aromas," he comments. "I've not seen Sam recently."

Gambit has posed:
Remy LeBeau grins slightly, "Ah don' mind training firs' t'ing in de morning." He sips more of his juice and then adds, "Ah jus' don' see why morning have ta come before two pm, non?" He adds with a grin. He finishes the juice, refills the glass from the pitcher, places the pitcher in the fridge and smiles a bit. "Okay, well dis poo' Cajun boy gonna get out of 'ere foh dey need a shoe'orn ta pry us out." He says with a grin.

Moonstar has posed:
When the not quite zombie enters the room in the form of a familiar face, and then comes to the counter, Dani watches him for a moment. And then reaches out with a fingertip to poke him in the shoulder. "Hey. You. Coffee's over there," she says, pointing. Then points to the teakettle. "Tea's over there."

To Shannon, she looks, expression curious. "Oh? Interesting times how?" She laughs, and shrugs. "One, you're female. Of course he likes the company. Two, he adores apples. So three, probably both one and two combined." As she's asked about adventures, she shrugs, and takes a bite of sandwich. Stalling? Perhaps.

A glance to Alexis and the sliding cup. "Correction. The tea is now there," she says with a quiet laugh. As to Sam, she shrugs. "Nope. But I just got back into town, so you lot are the first people I've seen." Dani glances over at Kurt and more mac and cheese talk. "Too fattening, not enough staying power," she comments with a grin. A quiet laugh follows Remy's comment about training. "At that time, best to call it afternoon training rather than morning training." She takes another bite. Shannon's question remains unanswered, for the moment.

Multiple Man has posed:
Starting to reach for the tea, Jamie's eyes suddenly roll back a bit and he drops like a rock, his head bouncing off the counter, though seconds later the three Madri all fumble back to their feet, groaning... "Blood... sugar... low." "Green Wizard needs food. Green Wizard needs food badly." "Gnob inin peew hanarg peew hab" all three trying to reach for the tea, and then all three awkwardly glaring at each other as if to say 'dibs' mentally.

As the mention of coffee and more tea, as well as the locations are addressed, the middle Madrox grabs the offered cup an the other two split off to each get caffiene from the sources, though both slowly crawl, while the one with the tea cup brings it down to himself and slowly sips it, not caring about milk nor sweetener. As the one with the tea finishes a sip, and the other two pull themselves up toward the respective caffination stations, they all reply, "Thank you very much." "Danke schoen" "Edutitarg dna sknaht hcum os."

Nightingale has posed:
     "Saw him a couple nights ago, when Ted got back from Baton Rouge," Shannon replies to Alexis. "We were all in the kitchen. Where else? Haven't seen him since, though." One look at Jamie, and she just chuckles, shaking her head. "Never seen anyone in that dire need of caffeine before." To Remy, she just chuckles, and smiles. "I'll set some of this aside for you, then. At least make the morning training worthwhile."

Prismatic has posed:
    Alexis watches the three Jamies attempt to caffinate at the same time, and she pours another cup of tea, and slides it over to the trio out of mixed curiosity and mischeif.

    "Thank you for the update, Shannon. I'll look for him in the garage next. Had to clean up and get some laundry done before I could sit for tea, and Kurt was kind enough to join me." she grins, and pats the teapot.

    "And the magic teapot."

Nightcrawler has posed:
"Well... that's kind of the definition of morning, ja? It's the time before noon, which two pm is not," Kurt comments, sounding amused. He raises an eyebrow slightly as he looks towards Dani as she speaks. He chuckles softly, then lifts one of his shoulders in a bit of a shrug. "It is carbohydrates in the pasta, and protein with the cheese and milk in the sauce. It is a good combination," he says with a grin. His gaze shifts over towards the collective, and he tilts his head to one side, all of it kind of happening a bit quickly. "That's... new," he comments, raising an eyebrow slightly and glancing over the others. Then he looks back to Alexis and grins, his yellow eyes bright as he gives a nod to her. "Ja! One mustn't forget the teapot," he says, giving a soft laugh.

Gambit has posed:
Remy LeBeau grins a bit at shannon. "Ah appreciate it, non. Trade yah foh some Gumbo later in de week, non." he says giving the Angel girl a bit of a grin and finishing his glass completely, rincing it out, then placing it in the dishwasher.

Moonstar has posed:
Dani Moonstar blinks at the suddenly splitting Jamie. She finishes her sandwich and reaches for the cup of POG again. It gets finished in a few swallows. She takes up the sandwich packaging and deposits it in a trash can on the way to wash her cup. Once the cup is washed, she leaves it on a rack to dry as well. She turns and glances around the room. "Time to go visit Brightwind. Good seeing you all again." She turns and goes back the way she'd come. Out.

Multiple Man has posed:
The Jamie already with Tea grabs the second cup, smiling, "Appreciate the magic." seeming to still look haggard, but more alert and slowly more energertic. The one that went over to where Shannon pointed for Tea seems a bit delirious, and is actually singing, "I'm a little teapot, short and stout here is my handle and here is me... uh... uh... uh." acting like he can't pull his arm away from his hip. The third Jamie finds the coffee and smiles, "Sruo si ti, egnalem ecips ehT. Suoicerp eht sah ew, suoicerp." clinging to the cup covetously. The second one still seems to be struggling, "I'm A Little Teapot, Short and Stout, Here Is My Handle, And Here Is My... Uh... Uh... Uh."

Slowly seeming more lucid, the coffee drinker and the Jamie who'd been given cups of Tea seem to notice the Mac & Cheese, and smile, "Pardon, would there be enough for a few extra bowls?" "emos evah I yam, ris esaelp?" the coffee drinking Jamie having found a bowl to hold out while kneeling down and looking up with his best Puppy expression. The third Jamie is still trying to be a teapot, "I'M A LITTLE TEAPOT, SHORT AND STOUT, HERE IS MY HANDLE, AND HERE IS MY... UH... UHHHHHH... UHHHHHHHHH..." then sighs, "Dammit, I'm sugar bowl." then flops on the floor and begins to sort of cry.

Prismatic has posed:
    Alexis pauses, and then looks over to the sugar bowl Jamie, hops up, and pats his shoulder.

    "There, there, love. You're sweet enough to be the sugar bowl." she states with a gentle tone of voice.

    "Ah, it's good to be home...?" she questions, giving a look up to Kurt with a wry smile.

Nightcrawler has posed:
There's a glance towards both Remy and Dani as they each seem to finish up and head towards out. There's a nod given towards them, and he lifts a hand in a bit of a wave. Then his attention turns towards the Jamie horde. "Maybe we should give them some juice? It might help with the blood sugar more than plain tea," Kurt comments, looking towards Alexis and lifting one of his hands to tussle his hair. He tilts his head a bit to one side, listening to what the horde is saying, and then he looks back to Alexis before giving a chuckle. "It's always interesting, ja? And seldom the same thing two days in a row," he comments. "There's a message that I'm to give them, but... I think that will have to wait until they've been sufficiently sugared."

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    "That may be a good idea." Alexis's lips tick up, and she goes to get the juice from the fridge to set up all three Madroxes with some of that... nector stuff.

    "And then, alas, I'll have to clean up tea and get my office in order. Catching up on lessons and such -- work is never finished."

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After finishing his tea, Kurt sets the cup down to the table. His tail gives a slight swish through the air, and then he rises to his feet. "Ah, not to worry. I will tend to cleaning up the tea and what have you," he says with a smile to Alexis. "Your office is best left for you to set to order, perhaps, but... if you wish help, then I am willing to give it," he says, giving a nod to her.

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    Alexis gives a grin to Kurt. "You're too kind, Kurt. Thank you very much."

    She does go to rinse the teacups out, regardless of who's going to do the clean-up.

    "And I'll get my office in order, no problem with that, but *do* let me know if you need a sparring partner? I am *very* Curious." she gives a toothy smile to the pointy-eared blue elf.