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|Date of Scene=2023/08/01
|Location=Backyard - Xavier's School
|Synopsis=At Xavier's.
|Cast of Characters=202, 16, 14, 1284, 1014
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|Poses=:'''{{#var:202|Logan (202)}} has posed:'''<br> Logan groans as the invite goes out, because it hits his phone too. Ocean blue eyes narrow at the words. "Barbeque! If you're reading this, you're invited. Bring what you can! Xavier Students and Employees (plus guest) only. The Fuzzy Canadian is cooking!" Logan sighs with a mixture of annoyance and defeat. He can't push this on Copycat because it clearly says, "Fuzzy -CANANDIAN-." The Canadian nationals are in short supply at the school and only one can be classified as "fuzzy." <br><br> Logan doesn't quite rush to the outside, but he hurries. First stop is the kitchen grabbing any kind of stray meat he could find. Because he's expecting a sudden crowd because the heat makes people lazy. And who doesn't want sudden relief to a meal? <br><br> He goes out with ground beef, lots of it, hot dogs, some chicken breasts, and some ribs. Firing up the propane grill, Logan just waits for the grill to heat up. He'll dress in a pair of black shirts, an open brownish maroon button up shirt, and slip on a cowboy hat and a pair of shades. <br><br> "Here we go," there's a cooler of meat nearby his feet. At the other side of the grill is a blue and white cooler with a crude label that reads, "Don't think about it!" with several underlines. And he'll pop open the forbidden cooler to pull out his beer. "A cold beer on a warm afternoon, ain't bad. Gonna kill a Southern Lady later, but not bad start fer a day," and he'll take another swig.

:'''{{#var:16|Rogue (16)}} has posed:'''<br>"And which Southern Lady are you gonna be killin' later on sugah? There's a REASON all that meat was in the fridges you know. Plus, people are bringin' sides...and don't think you can pull off the grumpy ass act with me. If anyone else were to touch that grill, they'd be leavin' with a shiny black eye." Rogue offers this as she comes up behind Logan, then goes around to open the 'forbidden cooler' to grab herself a beer from it - only to pop another six pack inside.<br><br>She's dressed in cut off shorts, a crop top and flip flops. Hair pulled back into a high and tight ponytail, pink shades on with a smile that goes a mile wide for sure. Popping the beer open she takes a swig and then moves to set up tables. Cause she's good at that, being able to carry them around with no issue. "Not to mention, we ain't got too many more days we can do this... and it gives everyone somethin' to look forward to." It also gives her a moment to be all 'hey look, I can be social too!' before then reverting back to her introverted self.

:'''{{#var:14|Remy LeBeau (14)}} has posed:'''<br>Remy LeBeau had actually been planning to have a small cookout of his own in a day or two. Nothing fancy, just grill some meat and share with whoever wandered by... But since that message went out, he saw no reason to waste what he already had prepared... So seemingly with no heads up whatsoever Remy is walking across from the boathouse with a massive two-arm watermelon, cut into a basket shape and filled with melon balls of all types, grapes and berries of all colors. Jack bounds around at his heels, though not getting underfoot, though if that is the dog's talent or Remy's training as a master thief is hard to say. "Good idea chere," the Cajun says with a bit of a smirk. "What is dat, one in a row?" He asks in a playfully teasing tone.

:'''{{#var:1284|Tabitha Smith (1284)}} has posed:'''<br>The signs of a cookout have a habit of being a beacon for anyone hungry that doesn't want to actually cook or be roped into anything food prep related. <br><br>However last time also got her grumbled at by Adamantium laced Canadians. It was only a beer. <br><br>This time though with sufficient warning she comes prepared. The blonde has booze. A couple of coolers worth even. How is she bringing it? Mostly by towing it behind the prototype for the next years's Autoshop project. A hot pink Barbie Powerwheels Mustang shell over an electric go-kart, the coolers strapped one atop the other on a little red wagon. the sort you bounce up and down on. <br><br>The blonde herself in some comfy little spandex shorts in red, a cropped XAVIER"S hoodie in blue to match her sneakers. Long wild hair in a ponytail with a a bit of it loose up front and Ray bans with red lenses on her nose. <br><br>"He's not killing this Southern Girl cause I brought booze this time! All the way from Harry's Hideaway!" she states and grins as she climbs out of the very compact little car of hers.

:'''{{#var:1014|Firestar (1014)}} has posed:'''<br> Angelica got the message and makes her way out from the house. She has a large platter of brownies. They are double thick, dark choclate, and can make a gal's hips grow just looking at them. <br><br> She is wearing a yellow, sleeveless shirt and a pair of denim cut off jeans. No alcohol from this one, she's a party foul on legs, but at least she's good at it. Her hair is tied back and it looks like she might have just gotten out of the shower given it is a little wet.

:'''{{#var:202|Logan (202)}} has posed:'''<br> "I remember Jubes tellin' me about some Metal cartoon that talks 'bout equal exchange for magic. Same thing fer the beer," he has to give credit for that. Logan was going to say more, but Rgue recovered. Then Remy is there with a great shirt. Which he givesa nod to. <br> However, Tabitha is the tue hero. He has to give that credit, "Brought it from Harry's. Gotta give ya credit," he says and nods. "Ya prevented Southern Lasses from dyin'," he grins and then just starts to ready some of the ground beef into paties as things heat him up. <br><br> "Angelica, meet Rogue. Rogue Angelica. I train Angelica," he says softly trying to introduce the pair. "I train Angelca, she's comin' along well," he admits and just trying to bring people together while he focuses on the food.

:'''{{#var:16|Rogue (16)}} has posed:'''<br>Rogue glares at Logan for a moment. "I brought you a six pack of your favorite beer AND I should be *exempt* from the rule because I'm your girlfriend." She says this with a grin before turning at the introduction. "Pleasure." Is all she says before she turns her attention to Remy.<br><br>Remy brought the dog, which means Rogue is leaving Logan's side to go say hi to Jack. "Jack! You little scoundrel, c'mere!" Kneeling then to greet the dog before she looks up at Remy and smirks. "I guess I can say hi to you, too, Swamp Rat."

:'''{{#var:1284|Tabitha Smith (1284)}} has posed:'''<br>True heroes do what must be done. Even if that means doing things like tootling down Graymalkin Lane in a plastic Kart shaped like a Ford. The coolers get unstrapped and then with a little effort since ice and booze do weigh a lot. She's strong but she's not super human so she still has to flex. Plus it's awkward since the coolers kind of get in the way of her view of where she's going as she wobbles around to find a safe place to unload. <br><br>"Angie's good people Rogue." she happily shills for the redhead before finally opening up one of the coolers to grab a beer. And an opener attached to a keyring in the hood of her sweatshirt since she doesn't seem to have pockets. The hiss and then a draught of the amber goodness. <br><br>Rounding where all the food is, along with the grill the blonde is eyeballing her options as if she was casing a joint for a heist. Or sneak a hot dog to spoil Jack as well.

:'''{{#var:14|Remy LeBeau (14)}} has posed:'''<br>Remy LeBeau sets his watermelon down, leaving the foil in place till the hot food gets closer to be ready to be served. "Did anyone bot'er ta grab de paper plates and stuff from de kitchen?" He asks thumbing back towards the mansion. <br><br>Meanwhile Jack is looking around and realizes there are ten hands here and not a single one of them is rubbing his belly. This causes him to start to whine before Rogue (One of his favorite people in the world... but then he likes Sinister...) comes over to alleviate that situation. <br><br> Remy smirks a little bit to his ex and adds, "Oh Remy jus' peachy. T'anks again foh keeping an' eye on 'im last week. Send me de bill foh whatever 'e ate...including shoes."

:'''{{#var:1014|Firestar (1014)}} has posed:'''<br> Angelica nods to Rogue and replies,"Pleasure." She sets the brownies down on a table and smiles at the dog getting all the attention. Rather than going to play with the dog, she moves over to see what Logan has cooking, not getting too close by any means. <br><br> When Remy mentions plates and the like she shakes her head,"I can run back in and get them. It'll just be a minute." She moves that direction and bumps elbows with Tabitha,"Thanks for the vote of confidence Tabby." She winks and heads back to the house to find plates and cups."

:'''{{#var:202|Logan (202)}} has posed:'''<br> "The six pack gets ya somethin'," Logan teases as nothing else is brought about anything else. Then he reflexively ducks. Ocean blue eyes look to everyone moving about. <br><br> "I brought food gambit, ask the party planner," Logan says hoping maybe Rogue flagged someone down for those. <br><br> Logan just looks at Jack and will "drop" a little ground beef in the dog's direction. Not a lot, just a little. <br><br> The meat hits the grill with an audible "SSSSSSS" as meat connects with heat. <br> Then he starts to ready some of the chicken breasts seasoning them before tossing them on. More sizzling sounds seep into the air. The smell of meat hitting the grill start t mingle in the air slowly and surely. Logan shuts the grill and takes another swig of his beer.

:'''{{#var:16|Rogue (16)}} has posed:'''<br>Rogue would have a comeback for Logan but she's paying attention to Jack at the moment. All ear-scritching and belly rubbing for the mutt until the small bit of meat is smelled and Jack likely bounds towards food.<br><br>This gives Rogue a moment to stand back up and nods towards Remy. "Ain't nothin' to it. And the bill's all your shit. You think I brought that dog into the mansion then you must be smokin' somethin' good.." A grin then. "I checked on him, kept him fed and water'd, took him out for walks... you can just give me a hundred bucks for time spent and we'll call it good." Then she winks.<br><br>Her attention is drawn back towards the meat station and she nods. About Angelica? Tabs? Or just to give a nod in general is hard to say. "We got soft drinks too right? Just in case someone doesn't want alcohol? Or doesn't want to drink too much?"

:'''{{#var:14|Remy LeBeau (14)}} has posed:'''<br>Food hits the ground, it belongs to the hound. It's a policy One-Eyed Jack lives by, so he does quickly abandon Rogues fond attentions to scarf up the small tribute that Logan offered him. He then promptly sits down next to his new favorite person in the world, waiting to see if any other "Happy accidents" happen again. <br><br> Remy smirks again and nods, "Still Ah do appreciate it chere. He didn't seem ta miss me dat much so Ah guess yah took good care of him. He checks his phone, "So we start early? I 'spected a bigger turn out." He does nod to Angie adding "Top part of de big cupboard jus' inside de door. Plastic silverware in de same place." He doesn't even live inside the mansion but knows exactly where the plastic forks are. "An' foh de record, anyone gives de dog beans again, dey keeping 'im foh t'ree days. No exceptions."

:'''{{#var:1284|Tabitha Smith (1284)}} has posed:'''<br>A snappoint is aimed at Angelica while Tabby starts planning what goes on her plate, when she finds one of them. <br><br>A brownie is quickly snagged and wolfed down. Though she does console a fawning Jack with ear scritches. "Gotta stick with the beef. And maybe a little pork buddy. Chimken is on the table too. Chocolate ain't gonna do you any good, even if it does taste amazing. You'd go from enjoying it to regret!" she explains to the mutt as if he was as sapient as anyone else. <br><br>Tabby being responsible. Who'd a thunk it? <br><br>Rogue's pointing out other options gets a grin. "I'm sure we'll have a designated driver turn up somewhere." says the woman with a go-kart shaped like a Barbie Car not far from the barbecue. <br><br>"Folks come and go. Even if invites don't list everyone on a Canadian's contact list, some folks gonna crash a party but gonna be straight cool!" she points out to Remy.

:'''{{#var:1014|Firestar (1014)}} has posed:'''<br> Returning with the plates, plastic wear, and cups. She has her phone in hand and is staring daggers at it. She thumbs the screen dialing and sets the load of outside dinner ware down,"Answer the phone Spidey." she growls at it and shakes her head when it goes to voice mail. <br><br> She steps back out of the way again and starts to dial again, gritting her teeth in frustration as she listens to it ring again,"I swear one day I going to slap Jameson in the face as hard as possible."
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