2471/We try not to wreck the school

We try not to wreck the school
Date of Scene:	16 September 2017
Location:	Unknown
Synopsis:	Summary needed
Cast of Characters:	Deadpool, Polaris

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Deadpool has posed:
The funny thing about those with teleportation powers, or handy, dandy, teleport-o-matic five thousand, patent pending, is that they can come and go as they please. They also have a habit of showing up at the strangest of times, and well, anytime that Deadpool appears, certainly qualifies as strange.

With a flash of light, and a Star Trek transporter sound, he appeared in the Xavier Mansion Rec Room, wearing a Canadian national football team shirt, beige shorts, and black Adidas socks with white trim. He was also carrying a pizza box.

Polaris has posed:
Looking up, Lorna had been about to head up and talk to Kurt. Suddenly there's a whole other teleporting sound. She looks at the man suddenly in the rec room and frowns. "Wait, what. Who are you?" She asks and scans about to make sure the kids are all out. Her green eyes narrow wearily. "And what the heck are you wearing?"

Deadpool has posed:
"I'm Deadpool, saviour of the universe... no, wait, that's Flash. I'm Deadpool, the fastest man alive. No wait, that's the other Flash. I'm Deadpool, the Merc with the Mouth? Yeah, that sounds right. Maybe a little less poetic than I'd like, but it'll do in a pinch. And this? Well, today our masked hero is sporting Marks and Spencer's Cotton Rich Trekking Shorts, in Stone colour, a Canadian National Football Team Home Kit shirt, notice the Umbro patch over the left breast, and the national emblem over the right. And these," he lifted his feet, "are my Adidas Superstar boost shoes."

Polaris has posed:
"Ok..." Lorna blinks and drifts towards the pool table, and ammo. "What are you doing here? More specifically." She asks, not quite sure if the man is a threat or not. "Do you...do you know where you are ummm, Deadpool?"

Deadpool has posed:
Deadpool opens up the pizza, all porno cliche like, holding it unusually low, but there is no funny business about it. It looks like a New York Deli pizza from Panago. "Care for a slice?" He has already taken one himself and finished it off, presumably before he teleported in. "Oh, this place, it's the Rec Room - Xavier's School, just like it says in the description." Sometimes he only makes sense to himself.

Polaris has posed:
"Ummm..." Lorna blinks in confusion. "This is a school....sooo....get out and come back during appropriate visiting hours?" Everything about this has Lorna off kilter. She picks up the pool ball and looks at the pizza. "And I'm really not touching that."

Deadpool has posed:
Deadpool uses one hand to slip his mask up a bit, revealing some unusual skin, and then takes a slice, eating it, and talking while chewing, "but you guys have HBO and Netflix. Being a heroic mercenary doesn't exactly pay the bills. It's so hard finding the right contracts to take." And then he does his best Arnold Schwarzenegger impression, "But they were all bad."

Polaris has posed:
Exasperated, Lorna looks around. "You are in a school-for children. Unauthorized, go away. I bet Tony Stark gets all the channels, go bug him!" Lorna raises her voice. She walks over to the merc, apparently ready to throw him out bodily. "If you're so keen to visit, I recommend a room in Salem Center and feel free to come back in the daytime...like normal people do."

Deadpool has posed:
Deadpool winks at her through his mask, and sets the pizza down on the pool table. "Awe, and I thought you folks liked your Uncle Deadpool. You must be new, or I must be mixing my chronologies again. But if there is one thing I've never been accused of, it's normalcy."

Polaris has posed:
"It's the middle of the night. Just gooooo." Lorna says and pushes on the man towards the door. "Besides, if you were a regular face-I would know you, and you would know about the guest house so-scat! Shoooo."

Deadpool has posed:
"All right, all right, I know when I'm not wanted." Deadpool is pushed towards the door, not that he'd ever use such a thing. "Somebody cue the sad walking away music. There's got to be an iPhone or something hooked up to a stereo system here." And he begins to walk away, slowly, sticking his thumb out as if to catch a passing car, asking to hitch hike. He turns, walks a bit more, then turns back to face Lorna. And as he walks backwards, he presses a button on his belt, teleporting out in a shimmering light. He can hear the music, but sadly, no one else can.