12940/Danger Room Session: Aftermath (Or, The Cheese Stands Alone)
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| Danger Room Session: Aftermath (Or, The Cheese Stands Alone) | |
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| Date of Scene: | 02 April 2021 |
| Location: | Kitchen - Xavier's School |
| Synopsis: | Mac 'n cheese brings company out of the woodwork. A wild Wade appears! |
| Cast of Characters: | Nightingale, Emma Frost, Deadpool, Rogue
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- Nightingale has posed:
The Danger Room session had been, to put it mildly, a little bit more chaotic than usual. Shannon could tell that more work needed to be done, and definitely needed a distraction from her thoughts--at least for the moment. So, after a nice, hot shower and changing into some denim leggings and her 'Mutie Cutie' t-shirt, she pins up her hair, puts on her floofy Old English Sheepdog slippers, and heads on down to the kitchen for some cheesy comfort supreme.
Oh, yes. It was... mac 'n cheese!
She'd learned the hard way that one batch was never enough, once she got to making the stuff. So she already had three pans out on the counter, greased with butter and ready to go. A huge pot of water was heating up, salted and ready for its pasta payload. In the saucepan in front of her, she was stirring butter, flour, salt, pepper, milk and an unhealthy amount of Colby-Jack cheese together for an utterly decadent sauce that was deceptive in its simplicity.
And she waited.
For if you cook it, they will come....
- Emma Frost has posed:
Emma might have -sensed- the mac and cheese. Or maybe she was just too wound up to sleep, and the book she was reading was nowhere near satisfying. Something brought her down from her room after a hot soak, white towel wrapped around her head to cover her hair, a lush white robe that seems softer than a cloud covering her from neck to ankles... and she -does- own footwear without heels! They're large puffy slippers shaped to look like rabbits. And she probably mindwipes anyone who laughs at them.
And, well, after a cold virtual trip to Canada, and a rather frustrating one at that, she's found herself a mug of steaming cocoa, cupped in her hands as she enters the kitchen.
Her eyebrows perk as she watches Shannon work, murmuring out with a playful tone. "Oh! Well, I -was- going to raid the fridge of anything that even nearly counted as a dessert... but I suppose it's really only -proper- to have something to eat before dessert." She eyes the pans laid out and murmurs softly, "...Though hopefully not -all- of that at once."
- Deadpool has posed:
Out of no-where with a small poof there he is Deadpool is standing in the Kitchen. There is nothing really flashy only where he wasn't before now he stands with his back to the rest of the people in the Kitchen though he seems to be fiddling with his belt. "Dang thing.. where did you send me now?" he sighs before geting happy again! "Oh look its a fridge!" he says as he opens it again oblivious that there is anyone else here at all.
Making himself at home he opens the fridge, and grumbles.. "What kind of place is this there isn't any beer!" he slams it closed again with a grunt. "I am definetly going to have to give this place two stars." He seems to be armed to the teeth with guns, knives, gernades even a toy bat he seemed to of gained from some carnival though it has a little blood on it.
- Rogue has posed:
Rogue actually thought, for the most part, the session in the Danger Room was a success. She doesn't know why people are feeling so blah about it - then again, she doesn't *know* people are feeling a certain way about it. Never the less, she's following the scents of boiling water - cause that does have a smell - and is just getting into the kitchen when Deadpool poofs in out of nowhere. "For frickity fracking sake!" She says and then she looks over to whomever is cooking and tilts her head. "Stress cooking?"
- Nightingale has posed:
Shannon glances back over her shoulder at the sound of someone coming in, smiling at Emma. "Hi, miss Frost. Ha, no way would we eat all this at once, but every single time I make mac 'n cheese, one pan is never enough." Indeed, the aroma of ooey, gooey, cheesy goodness starts filling the air, as she stirs the sauce slowly.
Emma's attire did not escape Shannon's attention, her lips quirking upwards in a smile. "Those are great slippers, Miss Frost. Where'd you get them?"
Rogue's entrance isn't lost on her in the least, the young woman offering something of a smile and nodding."Hey there. Yeah, maybe just a little. I'm not thrilled with my performance in the Danger R..."
And then there was a wild Deadpool, the sight of the Merc With A Mouth (R), doing what he does--whatever that may be. The cheese sauce is nearly forgotten as she just stares for a long moment. "Wow. Long time no see."
- Emma Frost has posed:
Emma grins, bobbing her head, "Evening, Shannon, please, call me Emma -this- late at night." She huffs out a sigh, "Well, thank goodness! Because if this -was- for one sitting I don't think I could resist."
She looks over her shoulder as Rogue enters, giving a small wave with one hand, stretching one foot out to model the slipper, "Oh, these? An assistant picked them up at some point. I said I wanted the softest slippers possible. I didn't specify -fashionable and so..." She shrugs her shoulders, "Bunnies. Unavoidable, really. I usually try not to wear them around, but I was -frozen- after that little trip to 'Canada'. And oh no Rogue, at least no stress on my part. I was simply going to celebrate being warm again with cheesecake, but... well, apparently it's another sort of cheese for me."
She nearly leaps -out- of those bunnies as Wade appears out of nowhere, eyes steeling, hands moving into an aggressive posture... for a moment. "...Mr. Wilson, have you ever considered teleporting to the front door and ringing the bell?"
- Deadpool has posed:
The firs thing he does is stop moving when he hears the voices. He glances to the fridge.. "Do you hear them too?" and shakes his head turning around quickly drawing a blade.. "Ha! Fooled ya.. Look this isn't what it looks like I am kind.. of.. lost" though he seems distracted before he finally sighs, and says loudly "What!" looking down as he does so then slowly looks back up at Emma Frost.. "Oh.. Hey there Miss, I seem to be lost.. Could you help me out." in a way smother voice. He gives Shannon a nod he whispers keeping an eye on Emma though glancing over. "Psst.. Kid" he tosses out a bilfold that isn't his what red liquids there are seem to be dried. "Go out and buy us some alcohol.. something Canadian if ya can" before he looks over at Rogue.
Something may seem off as there is no reconition in his eyes of who anyone is almost as if he is winging it. He leans against the fridge and gives Emma a wink, "Though whoever this Mr. Wilson is will have to wait." he chuckles again, and holds out a hand, "Hi, I am Wade.." then turns, "No that was stupid... comon we do better." before turning again. In a relaxed voice he says.. "Sup.. I'm wade.." whispering to himself.. "nailed it."