13881/Total Eclipse of the Heart....

Total Eclipse of the Heart....
Date of Scene:	13 October 2021
Location:	Sam's Room (North Halls), Xavier's School
Synopsis:	And a heart-to-heart talk was had by lil' sis and big bro.
Cast of Characters:	Nightingale, Cannonball

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Nightingale has posed:
"Once upon a time, I was falling in love
Now I'm only falling apart...."

     Shannon sang softly to herself as she padded quietly along down a hallway she rarely visited, in her favorite red tartain sweatpants, baggy grey tank top, and floofy Old English Sheepdog slippers. It had been several days since Roberto had visited her, leaving her with quite a lot to think about.

     And none of it made any sense to her.

     She reaches Sam's door and knocks softly, calling out. "Hey, big bro... you got a few?" Uh-oh. This could not be good.

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie is in his room, doing some monthly shores. He calls out "Come on in." He tells her. He is setting at a table, his suit of armor laid out on one table, and his sword and shotgun on another to his side. It seems Sam is polishing and cleaning the equipment from the cleaning supplies also on the table. He boots in his lap, going over them with polish as he has cleaned them already.

Nightingale has posed:
     As Shannon peeks in and gets a look at the weaponry laid out near Sam, she cracks a small smile, chuckling softly. Hands upraised, she attempts a Yoda impersonation, as best she can. "Away put your weapons, I mean you no harm!" There's something about that smile, though, that isn't quite reaching her eyes, not just yet. "Not disturbing you, am I?"

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie looks over and offers her a smile, and says "No, come on in kiddo, whats up? " He asks her as he continue polishing motioning to a chair. "Just trying to make sure this stuff is ready if it is ever needed, doubt it will be but the whole boy scout motto and all." He offers her a grin. Noticing her eyes he stops a moment with the polishing "You ok?"

Nightingale has posed:
     "Confused as all hell," Shannon replies, flopping down into the chair and running her fingers through her hair. While she does still maintain that one ice-blue lock of hair on the left side of her face, it's not braided this time. "I... had a visitor a few days ago, and I just haven't known what to think or feel since...."

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie 's brow raises a bit, and sets one of the boots down and starts on the second one. He looks over and says "Who visited this time?" Shannon has had a few odd ones so he honestly is not sure who it will be.

Nightingale has posed:
     Just as much as to have something to do with her hands as anything else, Shannon picks up the boot that Sam sets down, tracing the lines of the armor idly. "That's... what's kind of awkward about this," she begins, cautiously. "It was 'Berto. I don't know him nearly as well as you do. I mean... he's your bestie and all that...."

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie 's brow stays raised a bit to this and says "Oh, he talking to you a bit more about the record deal stuff, or maybe about seeing if you wanted to do the flying waitress for the rooftop service at the club?" He asks, but something tells me thats not it from her reaction.

Nightingale has posed:
     "Wait, what flying waitress stuff?" Now it's Shannon's turn to flick her brows upwards, looking perhaps even more owlish and confused than before. Her wings ruffle, flicking briefly outwards before settling toher back once more. "No... he was telling me about how you two met, and about Juliana. It... kind of got a little complicated from there...."

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie hmms and nods his head a bit to this and says "Yea, when the professor was gathering us, he lost Juliana not long before we met. HE was still very much in the hurt angry spot. Then you add in I was tricked into working for Pierce, heck he did not want to give me a chance, was Rahne who convinced him."

Nightingale has posed:
     Shannon nods slowly, turning the boot over and over in her hands. "He told me about how losing Juliana ripped the heart out of him. Kind of like Ted leaving did to me." She sighs a little, watching the play of light on the metal in her hands, nibbling her lower lip. "When we were all out on that cruise, there was one day he came by and took me off to his vineyard for a little wine tasting and some lunch. I thought he was just being kind because it was for my eighteenth birthday. Didn't think about it at the time. But when he came by my dorn a few days ago and told me about all the other stuff..."

     She's silent for a few moments, her brows furrowing. "I could be reading things wrong, but I think he kind of likes me. In -that- way. I just... don't know how to take it. He said he'd give me all the time I needed and all that, maybe that's a big old signal in the sky? Just... I've been hurt and confused a lot of times, and I don't know what to do, and if... IF I'm not mis-reading this... I'm scared of getting hurt again."

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie hmmms and stops his polishing. He looks over to Shannon and seems to be pondering what to say. One of the things he has always wondered was what he would do if BErto flirted with his sisters, and here it was happening seriously. He sets the boot down and says "Ok... well Ah can't tell you to or no to, but Ah will say if you do go out with him, you and he need to be fully up front and out with your feelings if you do.

Nightingale has posed:
     By now, Shannon's pulled her knees up to her chest, her floofy slippers on the edge of the chair. She's got her arms wrapped around her legs, and still turning the boot around and around in her hands. She nods slowly, and sighs a little. "Part of me keeps hoping Ted will come back, but I'm coming to accept that's probably not going to happen. If he's found his calling, then all I can do is be happy for him and just... live life."

     Closing her eyes, she allows herself to take a few deep breaths, silent for several moments. "When he came out with that, I did go for a coffee with him. Figured that even friends could do that. He's been nothing but decent, and... well, at least he's not being pushy. Still, I'm scared. You two are best friends... what's this going to do to you two, if anything happens?"

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie looks over and says "Well if you and he are wanting to date then that is between you and him Shannon. Ah mean it might be awkward with me a bit, but it is between you and him, not me. Just know if it works out for you guys Ah am happy for you, if it does not work out, Ah plan on being friends with both of you afterwards still." Sam does know a way to possibly put a stop to this relationship, but he aint pulling that card.

Nightingale has posed:
     "What do you mean, friends? Big bro, remember?" Shannon's smile finally reaches her eyes, and she puts the boot down on the desk. Unless Sam pulls aside, she leans over for a big hug, being careful to avoid the weaponry and armor that he's maintaining. "Do you think he's at all serious, though? I mean... I don't know him as well as you do. Maybe seen him once or twice at the club, flight training a couple times... a little training in the DR, but not a whole lot of contact, never really a chance to know him."

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie will hug her back, patting her back, and looks to her saying "Well to be honest he is a serious flirt, but he knows what you have been through at least some of it, and he shared about Juliana with you. I think he is wanting to give it a legit try and see how you two mesh." He will look over to her, and says "Just know while he may hide it some sharing that hurt with you is something he does not do alot.

Nightingale has posed:
     Nodding slowly, Shannon settles back into the chair, seeming to consider this. "I guess maybe a date or two wouldn't hurt, see what happens. It takes a lot of guts to share things like that, even with the ones you love and know the best."

     Her brows quirk upwards as she seems to consider something else. "Is this going to make things awkward at work, if he -is- legit about getting involved? I mean... essentially, I'd be dating my boss. But I enjoy working there, too."

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie shakes his head and says "Nope, you will be dating my boss." He tells her with a smile. "I will make sure it does not mess with work trust me." He tells her "It might end up him wanting to push your music careeer more just to help ya out more.

Nightingale has posed:
     "Seraphim Studios...." Shannon rolls her eyes and laughs a bit, shaking her head. "The name makes sense now, if he was trying to say something about his feelings kind of without actually -saying- it, you know?" Her smile widens a bit, and she shrugs, ruffling her wings. "I'm still looking for inspiration for the next song... I mean, that last one was a couple years in the making. Between the talks with you, and Logan, and yeah, with Cap after the time in the field that resulted in Daniel getting killed... it's taken that long to find the words to say what I wanted to say, what I took away from all of that."

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie nods his head a bit and says "Well just remember like Kit, when he is showing some of his cash, it aint flaunting his money it is just him. He has always had it. It took a bit to realize it as we were growing up, but Ah know him well enough to know he aint trying to impress with it, at least not to his friends.

Nightingale has posed:
     "Good, because if he -was- trying to impress with it, that'd really bother me. A lot." Shannon smiles a little bit more, resting her chin on her knees. "It's little things that get to me the most. Like a cheerwine when I'm down in the dumps, or Chocolate Therapy ice cream. Or just a hug at the right time, or simple time spent together. Those are things that matter. The rest is just gravy."

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie looks over and says "He will come with those, just the Cheerwine might be on his private jet, while flying to Switzerland for chocolate." He will pick up another piece of chocolate. "Maybe he will show you his clothes from Asgard sometime." He offers with a smile to her.

Nightingale has posed:
     "Asgard's beautiful," Shannon says quietly, smiling somewhat. "The last time Loki showed up, remember that Christmas I put my angel pendant in a safe deposit box so it wouldn't be mis-used? He showed Triage and I a bit of Asgard, which is why he did what he did. He was trying to see it restored. Still not happy about being tricked, but... it was understandable, kind of. It was gorgeous."

     Rolling her eyes a bit, she laughs, and shakes her head. "Really, a private jet to Switzerland, just for some chocolate? That -is- a joke, right?"

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie shakes his head a bit and says "Not if it hits his fancy." He looks over to her and says "Ok, little sis, let me put it this way, when we were going to Brazil when we first met, Ah think his dad owned more of Brazil than he didn't. His dad funded his mom's archeology digs without batting an eye, and Berto has grown the company."

Nightingale has posed:
     Shannon's brows seem to travel about halfway up her forehead at that, but all she does is make a little hmmm sound. "Huh. To quote the song, 'That don't impress me much'." She smiles a bit, holding up her hand to forestall a reply. "The fact that you had to be the one to tell me does. Means he's not really into flashing the cash."

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie looks to her and says "Well, there was a reason Ah went to him about the club. Ah made sure it was a viable business, but he would have done it even if not." He admits "It is why when Ah work to make sure we always pull a profit."

Nightingale has posed:
     Shannon hugs Sam tightly again, seeming a bit more at ease and relaxed than she was when she first came in. "Hope I never have to find out what I'd do without you. Life really -would- suck then." She offers him something of a lopsided grin, just glad for the rare moment of peace.

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie looks over and says "Well good thing for you Ah'm immortal huh?" He asks her, and hugs her back, then starts cleaning the sword and says "If ya want a cheerwine you can have one if you grab me one."

Nightingale has posed:
     "You're speaking my language!" Indeed, Shannon does raid the stash of cheerwines, coming away with two of them. One of them, she passes to Sam. The other, she cradles between her hands. "Ambrosia, thy name is cheerwine!" Giggling, she pops open the top and takes a swig, closing her eyes and purring with enjoyment.

     Smiling a bit more, she opens her eyes. "I should probably talk to some of the teachers here soon about getting my app in to area colleges for med school. I know Dr. McCoy's a Harvard man, but that's farther afield than I want to go. Columbia looks really promising, though. Great medical program, plus they work with a teaching hospital in the area. And it's right in the city, so I wouldn't have to go very far at all."

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie nods a bit to this and says "Well, I would talk to him, or maybe Jean or Scott, I had the professor and Dr. McCoy help set stuff up when I started my college classes, but most were online.

Nightingale has posed:
     "Maybe I'll go pester Miss Grey, or Dr. McCoy, see what they'd recommend. I shouldn't even really need any scholarships, not with how my music's doing. I'll be able to earn my way there." Is that a hint of pride in Shannon's voice? No, surely it must be an auditory illusion!

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie grins over to her and says "So, how are your parents doing these days?" He will ask knowing she probably spent some money into making their life better as well.

Nightingale has posed:
     Shannon smiles wide at that, bobbing her head. "They're doing well, settled into their new place long since. It's been nice having them a bit closer, an easy flight to go visit them on the weekends." She purses her lips a little bit, furrowing her brows. "Think they'd be able to join us for Thanksgiving here? I've missed the last couple with them and I kind of don't want to again, but I want to be on hand to help here, too. They know about the school, and have since they day they brought me here and found out."

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie nods and says "Probably but again might want to clear it with Jean." He says hedging his bets. "I am pretty sure it will be cool, but you never know what they may have planned you know?" He sips his drink and then starts working on cleaning the rifle.

Nightingale has posed:
     Shannon just nods, and... giggles. Yep, she starts giggling as she watches Sam cleaning the rifle. "You know, that reminds me of an overprotective papa, knowing his progeny is considering dating someone. Got that rifle ready for 'Berto?" she jokes, her eyes twinkling with mirth.

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie shakes his head a bit and says "Na, if he and Ah were to actually go at it, guns and such would be about useless. With Berto, I would have to find something more mental to threaten him with than physical, and doubt that would work on him any better than it would on me.

Nightingale has posed:
     "You with your fire farts? Nobody would be able to get close enough to let an attack land, not to mention that forcefield you get around you when you're going full tilt." Smiling, she takes another swig of the cheerwine, letting out a little sigh of satisfaction. "Think I'll just be glad for each moment as it comes. What will be, will be."

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie looks over and says "He and ah have both grown, when he first got here he was just strong, and I could not turn, now he can fly, and I can channel a punch back towards someoen.

Nightingale has posed:
     Shannon bursts out giggling and nods. "I remember back a couple years ago, the first time you had me in the Danger Room, you showed me some of your earlier runs in there. You sure weren't kidding about not being able to turn!"

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie shakes his head a bit and looks over to a picture from them early on "We have all grown a lot since then." He motions towards the pic. "He was 14 in that picture there." He tells her "He and Rahne were the kids of the group."

Nightingale has posed:
     Shannon reaches out for the picture, picking it up to look at it a bit more closely. She smiles, tracing each face in the image with her fingertip. "And all of you somehow stayed together over the years," she says. "The original New Mutants. Out of all the ones that have come and gone in my time here, so far I'm the only one left." She shakes her head and sighs a little bit, setting the picture down. "You're lucky you got to build that with them."

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie says, "We have taken times when we come and go Shannon, if you remember, Ah was the only one here when you first got here." He reminds her "Ah believe there are a few folks if you ran into you would fall back into patterns with.""

Nightingale has posed:
     "Bean, maybe, if he ever stopped by from MIT. Gwendolyn, possibly. I've always gotten along better with you and Dani, and Rahne, and a lot of the teachers than I have other kids, though." Shrugging, she smiles somewhat. "It is as it is."

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie smiles over at her, and says "So, well when you came in we did not have a lot of kids your age as well."

Nightingale has posed:
     "It worked out as it was meant to, I guess. No regrets, not really." Swirling the cheerwine in the bottle as if it were a fine vintage she were tasting, she smiles somewhat, taking another sip. "I'm glad for every single one of you, regardless what team you're on."

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie grins and says "Your learning padowan." He tells her with a grin. The young man will stand putting his weapons and armor back where they belong. "So whats your plan for today?

Nightingale has posed:
     "Maybe see if I can bug miss Grey later about how best to handle my app to Columbia," Shannon replies, reluctantly standing as well. "But honestly? I'd be happy to hit the kitchen and work on some fried chicken and waffles with you. You game?"

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie nods, and says "We can do that or we can head into town and let Harry do the cooking." He offers with a smile

Nightingale has posed:
     "Or we can do one, then the other. Doesn't have to be on the same day." Shannon grins, looking down at herself. "Guess if we're heading for Harry's, I'd better go change!"