156/Hi Charles
Jump to navigation
Jump to search
| Hi Charles | |
|---|---|
| Date of Scene: | 26 April 2017 |
| Location: | Xavier's School, Westchester, New York |
| Synopsis: | Summary needed. |
| Cast of Characters: | Rogue, Deadzone, Professor X
|
- Rogue has posed:
Rogue looked over to Tatum as she entered and it made her smile the way the woman chose to announce herself. She accepted some of the tea and the snacks... cause well... she was weak willed. At Polaris, Rogue looked. "Teacher's assistant?" She asked, grinning. "Does that pay well?" She tilted her head in a teasing way. "Gotta shop myself around, right?" A grin was flashed to the Genoshan princess.
When she heard Charles' words to Tatum about stealthiness, Rogue pointed at the side of her head like she was finger-gunning herself. "I know how to be stealthy... I have nightmares about it... the trainin' that the spec forces people do... its scary. Cold sweats. Pain from injuries that I neve'ah had..."
Rogue sipped the tea, shook her head, mouthful of cake. "I'll train othahs in it too though."
- Deadzone has posed:
Tate smiles to Marie and Lorna as she lets herself get comfy in a chair. "Hey! I have boots that are more stealthy. Like my Docs. I'm just so glad to have new shoes though that I'm letting my Docs have a couple days rest. And I am talking with the juniors that want to make cooking or sewing a career and am hoping to help them get a practicum during the summer. With half pay. Sadly, the seniors... Well, if I got here a little sooner, that might have worked."
"What's new? So... you weren't listening to the chatter this afternoon? In that case, everything is hunky dorey. Oh, it does turn out that my time signature has changed from mine to this world's. So you're stuck with me. So, hope you like me, cause I'm like a bad rash. You ain't gettin' rid of me." She pauses in thought. "Unless that alien comes back and moves me again. Woah... weird thought. What if I'm like some sort of inter-galactic chess piece?"
- Professor X has posed:
Charles Xavier looks to Rogue and Tatum. "Did my professor of Geology just call me a day older than dirt...indirectly? I do believe she did," he says though he does take notes on the bit of information shared, a bit of a smile as he adds, "Hank will always have a temper. I'd be more worried the day he does not...." says the Professor before turning to look to Tatum. "Your boots...ned rest? I find that rather...enlightened of you, if in a slightly odd way. I'm sure you fed and wtered them and are getting them plenty of sun during their time off?" Yes, he's being a bit amusing, or at least trying. "Alright, i will schedule some lessons. In the mean time," he says, "You teach...." he points to POlaris, before looking to Rogue. "You...stop trying to grow up so fast...." and he looks to Tatum. "And you...chocolate chips. That's what I want in things next."