1892/Steel and Adamantium

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Steel and Adamantium
Date of Scene: 08 August 2017
Location: Xavier's School, Westchester, New York
Synopsis: Summary needed
Cast of Characters: Wolverine, Colossus




Wolverine has posed:
    Logan is stumbling through the mansion, as though looking for something. Wearing a white t-shirt with a few grease stains, his jeans, cowboy boots and hat, Logan moves with a purpose.

    In Logan's right hand is a beer, a can of "Keith's" from the East Coast of Canada. In his left hand is a cigar, and it looks like it is an expensive one. With a toss back of his right hand, Logan takes a drink, and maneuvers towards the garage. Logan burps, grumbles, and pushes the hand containing his cigar against the door, ready to exit.

    As Logan pushes, he realises that he needs to open the door first. Further grumbling ensues as Logan says, "Damn door. Locked again. Why is there a damn lock an tha' frickin' garage door?!?" Straightening out, Logan sighs, and turns, knowing he has to go get the keys. Again. "Mayeb I should keep the damn keys on me."

Colossus has posed:
    Maybe it's the stream of colorful language that catches Piotr's attention, as he makes his own way back through the mantion. He was out in the yard, perhaps doing a little gardening (he has such peaceful hobbies for a sometimes 500-lbs man of metal), or something along those lines as his typically rugged casual clothes are caked here and there with a bit of dirt. Walking through the foyer toward one of the other rooms, he can't help but notice all the ruckus, and so he stops by the hallway leading to the garage, in time to see the other man emerge.
    "Ah, Logan my friend, what is troubling you? You look very agitated for man with beer in hand." Of course, as he greets the other man, he bears his usual too-friendly sort of smile and generally cheerful and positive demeanor.

Wolverine has posed:
    "What? AH. Petey." Logan smiles, and decides at that moment to take a deep drag of his cigar. With a casual air, he exhales and nods. As the smoke curls up around his head, Logan regards Colossus thoughtfully. Crushing the now empty beer can, Logan adds, "If ah had another beer, I'd offer one. There's a problem though."

    Logan nods. "The beer's are in there." Logan thumbs towards the garage, with an over the shoulder motion. "No worries. What are you up to?" Logan asks.

Colossus has posed:
    "I would like that - oh," Piotr answers, realizing the problem part-way through. "Yes, is not good to be putting them in kitchen, or youngesters will be drinking and causing trouble," he points out. "You cannot get into garage?" This seems to perplex him a little, surely quite used to Logan spending time there working on his motorcycle and such. "Hmm. Did you lose keys? We will look for them, I help." And he looks around, as if they might simply be laying in sight.
    Distracted from that by the other man's questions, he brings his hands together and dusts them off a bit. "I was working in garden a little. Vegetables have come in good. Maybe use some for stew later, good hearty peasant borscht recipe from homeland. Students will like this, I think. Good food to make strong, da?" he lifts his arms and gives a sort of comical flexing.

Wolverine has posed:
    Logan leans up against the wall, and takes another puff of his cigar. With a disappointed glance, Logan notes that the cigar was getting low. Frowning, Logan shakes his head, and says, "Perfect. No beer, and no the smoke's almost gone." Logan hrumphs, and looks at Piotr.

    "True. Heaven forbid any o' tha' kids got a hold of a little liquid courage." Logan looks back at the door, and grumbles, almost under his breath and barely loud enough for Piotr to hear, "Yeah. Locked myself out." Logan glares at Piotr. "What of it?".

    However, when Piotr offers to help, Logan says, "You know what? You are incredible Petey. Always willin' ta' help. Huh." Logan actually smiles, especially at the flexing. "Yeah. Borscht. Had some good bowls in ma' time kid. I look forward to it. We can make it "mandatory eatin'" fer the whole school." LOgan nods.

    The keys. Logan adds, "Left 'em in there." Thumb back towards the garage. "Spares are in Hank's lab. Probably so he kin lecture me about drinkin' and smokin' in tha' Mansion." A thought. "You could get them fer me." Logan grins.

Colossus has posed:
    "I do not mind if they learn to drink, but we must keep eye on it, teach responsibility. In Russia, we drink vodka when we are children! But also, it is land of cold, sadness and many alcoholics. So there is balance." Piotr grins. "Plus, I have seen American movies. If we go out to fight villainy and they find all of the alcohol, they throw house party and make big mess. Is trouble." Can't argue with that logic.

    Oblivious to any brief ire from the other man, he mostly looks pleased that Logan is excited for the meal, beaming in pride and then listening with some curiousity to this apparent scheme that has been worked up to keep him from his beer. "Ah, this is most clever plot. Is Hanks way. He is probably right you should not smoke around students, but in garage, it is your- Americans call 'man cave', yes? You deserve time for your pleasures also, away from other things. I will help retrieve keys, my friend. Wait here a moment!" And thus, off he goes!

    It will be a few moments, to make the trip and perhaps spin whatever exlpanation... but really, Piotr has the kind of face that is easy to believe and trust, so he returns, dangling the prize in hand. "Is no trouble, here, my friend."

Wolverine has posed:
    Logan grins. "I agree. Responsibility. It is key fer' these kids." Logan grins, his sarcastic comments probably lost on Piotr's ears. As Colossus continues with the discussion about movies, Logan actually laughs. "I think yer right Petey. No alcohol it is. Chuck would kill us if we had a "Animal House" reunion here."

    Logan shakes his head, chuckling and moving to stand closer to Piotr. His right index finger pokes out at Piotr's chest, as Logan looks up, way up, to look Piotr in the eye, ignoring the height difference.

    "Damn right it is! It should be a crime to hide tha' keys on me." Logan growls. "Yes. "Man Cave..." Logan stops with the finger action, and puts the cigar in his mouth. There is a long pause, followed by a grimace, ready to go on a tirade...then Piotr runs away...and returns.

    Logan looks at the keys dangling from Piotr's hand, looks up ant Piotr, almost a tear in his eye. "Ya know kiddo? This may be the beginnings' of a' beautiful friendship. Ya see, there is this scotch that is in..."

    Logan's voice trails off as a student walks past, looking at the two teachers curiously. When Logan glares at her, she moves faster than the eye can see.

Colossus has posed:
    "We all need our ways of relaxing, especially when life is very hard." And here, optimisitic as he may be, Piotr's tone does suggest he is not oblivious to the stressful hardships of their lives, the pressure of being surrounded by a world that often hates them. He just seems to cope nicely! "I have paintings and garden. You have what Hank would call 'foul habits' and motorcycle. As long as you are doing other important things, no one should judge you too much for these."

    Expousing this bit of philosophy, Piotr notices the approaching student and naturally offers a smile, although his cheerfulness is nothing to counteract the fearsome intimidation of the Wolverine, and he chuckles a little as the girl runs off. "I must wonder, friend, why do you not want the students to like you? I think, with all your experience, you are very good teacher for them, or could be. They respect you very much."

    He'll gesture back down the hall toward the garage door, so they can continue conversing as they go.