15847/Simulated Skeet

Simulated Skeet
Date of Scene:	29 November 2023
Location:	Danger Room
Synopsis:	Target Practice leads to uniform ideas. And future outfit montages.
Cast of Characters:	Boom-Boom, X-23, Jubilee

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Boom-Boom has posed:
"So, I've been thinking. Jean might not agree to fund it. But how do you guys feel about a school bus that is also a monster truck."

This is Tabitha's current line of though while in the danger room. The simulation is similar to the furthest reaches of the back yard. But safer since the object is target practice.

Varying almost random objects set to launch in the air to track, blast, or shoot.

Tabby herself dressed pretty casually in her usual 'Barbiepunk' manner of way too tight black jeans, a top in red with a yellow X off center towards the shoulder, cropped to show off her toned midriff. Hair is up in a ponytail and yellow tinted Ray Ban styled glasses on her nose handle glare.

The jiggle of leash loops on her collar, wrist cuffs and belt in spiky yellow leather. Red chucks keeping her from stepping on any shrapnel as what looks like the remains of an old printer explode and hit the ground after Boomie has her turn.

X-23 has posed:
Laura Kinney has more of a roughneck aesthetic - black A-line tank, ripped jeans, boots. She's growing something that's starting to resemble a mullet, too. She'd have tats if she could, but the ink just bleeds right out. Maybe seeing if one of the smarter mutants might be able to help with that.

She has her claws popped, ducking some shrapnel herself and lashing out with an adamantium claw at some debris launched her way. She snarls ferociously, "I'm thinking about...maybe a Wolverine costume. But I ain't sure how the old man will take it."

Jubilee has posed:
Jubilee is dressed in what can only be called Athleisure. Capri style leggings, black with a yellow stripe up the side, a black sports bra under an open tracksuit jacket, also black with yellow details, starburst pink running shoes and her oversized sunglasses which are working to jold her nest of unruly spikes.

"I'm absolutely down with a monster bus," Jubes says, flinging a hand out and hurling a stream of fireworks at a falling piece of office equipment. "That'd be dope as hell."

Boom-Boom has posed:
There is a table with actual weapons and ordnance. Part of the training sim. And the safeties are on when they get used if anyone tries. For Tabitha is it kind of obsolete since she can direct her blasts with that near telekinetic control. And dial down the blast so it's as small as a bullet or wide as a pick up truck is long.

"You'd look better in it than he would. But that weird eye mask earflap thing he has. What they hell is with that? It doesn't work. Same with the things at the knees. Think we can stream line the design to be a bit less dorky for you Laura!" she ponders designs.

There's a grin at Jubilee agreeing with her idea as well. "I'll pitch it to Jean. You never know. If I say it'll make the kids safer on field trips she might be down!" she nods her head as Jubes takes her shot at a chunk of tonerless printer.

"We'll go raid the Shi'ar clothing thingy replicator in the lab later too. We'll get Laura looking FAB!"

X-23 has posed:
Laura Kinney can use firearms fairly effectively, but it just isn't likely to come up in the field for her. She likes getting close, rip and tear, feeling the heat rising in her blood when she takes down an enemy. Even if she's not going quite so much for the visceral satisfaction of the kill anymore, she can learn to live without that.

Probably.

"I don't know if I want to look fab. I want to look terrifying. But hot. Terrifying and hot."

Jubilee has posed:
Jubes is also, at least marginally, trained with guns. But she has plasmoids and the ability to detonate matter, so why? She pivots, planting her feet and pointing one finger at a poor old telephone. She squints at it, flopping her glasses down onto her nose. She concentrates, focusing. Seconds pass as she scrutinizes the phone.

"Come on you little..."

Suddenly, the phone explodes in a shower of plastic and microprocessor board. Jubilee breathes heavily. She's not quite there yet, but it's a start. "Learning is hard. It sucks."

She regards Laura's comment with a grin and a waggle of eyebrows. "But you already are both. Though I bet that fabricator can make something that enhances it."

Boom-Boom has posed:
On her own turn, Tabby finds herself aiming finger guns at what looks like an old bass drum. Sadly she doesn't explode it dead center. The thing spinning like a coin and it's annoying enough that it simply goes away when the plasma sphere explodes in a flash of light.

"Look, FAB is subjective. You'll get hot and scary. Sometimes being hot is being scary, and vice versa. And we can probably do it without the flourishes your dad goes for. Pretty certain he does the weird Batman style is to make people think he's not an angry little ball of murder." Tabby chimes back in.

She goes on as the others take their turns at blasting. Hands resting on tilted hips.

"At least with the alien tech we can pretty much get things done like straight away. And free, you imagine how long it would take to actually sew a new uniform. Screw that!" Tabitha Smith, ever the slacker, and quite possibly one of her super powers.

X-23 has posed:
Laura Kinney is still unsure about calling Logan her dad. Their relationship has moved in positive directions - she's currently crashing at his cabin part time, actually - but she's fully aware that she's not the old fashioned kind of kid by any stretch of the imagination. Or really a kid, anymore.

She unleashes a bit with guns, getting a good old fashioned revolver and playing a little quickdraw, "I should get a cowboy hat."

"I dunno, I wanna have shades of the old man without being a copy. I ain't him. But I do like the name, so until someone thinks of something better..."

Jubilee has posed:
"Just don't do the yellow and blue. Riff on his sneaking suit if you're gonna model after him. The grey and black with the redded out eyes? That's scary as hell," Jubilee replies, backing away from the firing line. That last one took a bit of the wind from her sails. She's heading for her water bottle, because hydration is important.

"I should use that thing to make a new clubbing outfit. Can't decide between booty shorts or a miniskirt, though."

Boom-Boom has posed:
"So, yellow and dark blue or black would work. No cowls and masks. No one looks at our faces." Tabby says and hmms as she looks to her friends where their eyes definitely aren't. "That might just be me." she adds teasingly.

So Jubes might be able to blast bigger than Tabby but the blonde has her own charms. Same with Laura and her feral stamina.

"Clubbing outfits should be fine. But making street clothes?" Tabby gives a look of incredulity. "You would eliminate classic shopping trips. Retail isn't dead yet. Just malls. As long as we demand to try shit on first, there will always be brick and mortar." she states and puffs out that chest.

And there's a lot of that to puff out.

"Also, one of each, and if need be, wear booty shorts under the skirt. Some of my uniforms are like that. The minidress ones I wear in summer." she explains.

Then there's a look back to Laura. "Screw it, creative juices flowing. Lets bail and hit the lab. I smell a dressing room montage!"