3729/Am I late

Am I late
Date of Scene:	24 January 2018
Location:	Xavier's School, Westchester, New York
Synopsis:	Catching up between Jean and Alex. Just talking about current events and superhero spectacles.
Cast of Characters:	Havok, Phoenix

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Havok has posed:
Wearing the standard attire that puts the X in the man, Alex Summers is walking down the hallway in his black combat boots, matching cargo pants, and black unstable molecule long sleeved shirt that presents with his token silvery glow indicating that he's fully charged and ready to blast something. He's not wearing any head gear nor gloves. But those are easilly reached in the cargo part of the pants.

In passing the open doorway, he catches red in the corner of his eye and puts on the breaks. Leaning back and placing his hand on the door facing, he gets a clear view of the occupant and says, "Hey? Did I miss a meeting or something?" His blonde hair is slightly mussed in a 90s attempted do, and his blue eyes ever clear as always.

Mind you, Alex has been more out than in the mansion as of late. Alex hasn't really returned fully ever since his jaunt into the other reality where he spent 6 fun filled years of quality time (married to and fighting to prevent her from destroying the world) to a clone of Jean (Madelyne Pryor). So his 'out of the mansion' time has been spent in Mutant Town seeing to the recruiting of young mutants and maintaining a presence of the X-Men in that part of the city.

Phoenix has posed:
Jean was standing beside the large table inside the meeting hall, it also served as a place for all teh teacher's desks to be set into rows beneath the large windows so it was pretty common to find faculty members in here... Jean's personal office was off of this room also, but she rarely went in there unless she had business that required it, she liked to be out here around others.

Stacking some folders up, Jean Grey stood there with her red sweater on and a black dress that went down to her ankles, some heeled black shoes on her feet.

She looekd up and over to see Alex and that summoned a smile on her face. "Alex. Hello." She said at him, piling the folders beside her laptop.

"No meeeting on any official capacity, just the daily duties." She turned then to face him. holding two folders against her toros. "How are things with you?" She asked.

Havok has posed:
Pulling himself into the door facing, Alex will stand in the frame. His arms will cross over his broad chest and he'll lean to the left letting his shoulder support his angle against the door frame itself. His blue eyes address Jean as one would an old friend with softness and consideration of her words, her demanor, tone and even dress. He could be considered offering a pleased expression seeing her for when he responds, the corners of his mouth are upturned.

"Cool." is his initial response, before following it with, "They're good. Been down in the city keeping the peace."

Which is something he did in the other reality. 6 years of leading a team called the Six. When he returned, he was disappointed that he wasn't given a team to call his own. Scott didn't see fit to allow his little brother (who is now his big brother) to lead and take a pro-active approach against mutant crime. Another reason Alex spends a lot of time in the city. Kills two birds with one stone.

"What about you? I see this whole teaching, headmistress stuff really suits you. You are the headmistress, right? Or did I read that memo wrong?" comes his question in a soft, yet deep tone of his voice.

Phoenix has posed:
Jean held the folders against her side and she smiled at Alex. "Glad to hear it." She nodded her head once at him and then her free hand went up to adjust the black framed glasses she wore over her green eyes and she laughed softly. "I'm not the Headmistress, no. Charles still retains that title in his male-suited form." She flashed a grin then on her red painted lips.

Jean had come back from the dead a little over 14 months ago, and it wasn't terribly long after that that she'd been given the Vice Principal job here at Xavier's... now she was going to college for a doctorate AND doing all her work here, she was a busy woman!

"I'm thankful for all the good you're trying to do in the city, I know you're out for the same as we are here... just coming at it from a different angle. So thank you." She told him.

"Have you gone to see Scott yet?" She asked then. "He's... He could use a night out with his brother, I think."

Havok has posed:
His remark about headmistress was probably more his way of suggesting that she'd fill the role quite well. Or maybe he didn't know any better since he's really not kept up with current events. Or mayb he was flirting because it's Jean and now that she's back from the dead, it's good to have her back and stuff. Or something. Just random thoughts.

When she mentiones the work he's doing, he develops a pleased look on his face. But then there's a dark cloud that shadows his eyes when Scott is mentioned. Not anger, but resentment. Perhaps a touch of annoyance.

Alex shakes his head in denial and responds, "Nope. Not seen him in..." then he has to think about it and realize it's been longer than he imagined, "...months? No wait, Christmas. We saw each other over the holidays. Had egg nog and all that stuff." He's not going to touch the whole brother's night out thing. Not yet anyway.

Phoenix has posed:
Jean didn't need her telepathy powers going to see that 'look' on Alex's face when she brought up Scott. It pained her to see two bothers, who only had each other for family, to be at odds with one another. But it wasn't her place to interfere. She and Scott weren't an item, so she was entirely an outsider on the relationship of the two. Scott, and Alex, WERE her friends though... so she had to try at least a little.

"I wish I'd been there for that, I would've enjoyed snapping a few photos of the Summers men sipping egg nog." She grinned at Alex. "I like to imagine you both had ridiculous sweaters on also."

Jean took the folders in her arms and started to slowly make her way tward the teacher's desks in the large Hall, she started to set a folder down on each in the teacher's boxes, school-work no doubt.

Havok has posed:
There is a light in Alex's eye when she mentions sweaters. He pushes himself off the door frame and reaches into his back pocket with his right hand. He'll make his way over while toying with his phone while in route. He states, "Oh... you wanna see me in a sweater. I had the most righteous sweater there ever was to be knitted."

When he catches up with her, she may sense his warmth. So much warmer than before when they were younger. It is part of the very nature of his power. The more of a charage he holds, the warmer he is. Preternaturally so. A warmth that would shelter anyone from the cold wind of winter.

In his hand, he presents with the picture of him standing alongside Piotr who also wears a silly sweater. Alex's sweater is red and green based in horizontal bars across its width. Each bar has various christmas characters like Frosty, Rudolph, Santa, Jack Frost, and so on from the claymation programs of their childhood. He'll hand her the phone so that she may see it up close.

Phoenix has posed:
Jean set a folder down onto Scott's desk, and the one into Ororo's before Alex caught up with her and had that phone bandished. She did notice the heat, but she was aware of the why and where it was coming from... she studied all the mutants in this school, the dossiers about their powers and all the known side effects of them.

Her glasses covered eyes went to the pictures on the screen. "Oh my god..." She said softly then, amusing filling her tone. Her hand came up to take the phone so she could adjust it and see it better. "This is... pure gold."

Jean glanced over to Alex and smiled at him. "Even Piotr? I mean... I guess that makes sense, he loves that kind of festive cheer, I just didn't think you'd ever wear one."

Jean shook her head then. "How drunk were you?" She had to ask.

Havok has posed:
"I wasn't drunk when I put it on." Responds Alex with a broadening grin. "Now... about an hour after this picture was taken... that's a different story." Alex will intentionally bump her with his shoulder out of playful familiarity because she called it pretty much on the nose. He chuckles and says, "You'll probably see the drunk in a few swipes to the left. And damn, did my head hurt the next day. Someone really spiked the nog."

Then after a pause Alex reflects on her earlier statement then he states, "You're right though. The old me would have been too pissed off at the world to relax and enjoy life. I wasted so many years brooding. And missed out on so many opportunities."

Phoenix has posed:
Jean was continuing to laugh throughout the store and the playful shoulder bump. "Right." She said to him. "Leave it to you drunk men to not ever consume water while you're cycling the alcohol through your systems." She flipped through the phone images of Alex and the others in sweaters and she just shook her head, all amiles.

"You need to get physical print outs of these. I hate seeing so many wonderful pictures locked inside of 'devices'." Jean grinned over at him. "Does that make me sound like a horrible old woman yet? Its okay if it does. I'm, headed toward that kind of future, I think."

Jean handed the phone back to him again and started back on her folder-handout-path. "Next year, make me go to the party. I never get to do anything fun." Its cause she's always busy! and is always turning people down when they ask her to do things.

Havok has posed:
Alex will take the phone and as she moves away, he'll take a seat on the top of one of the desks. Watching her move with direction and intent he chuckles. The phone is shoved into his cargo pocket as he replies with a smile, "You're not old. We're the same age now. Damn. That makes me feel old.. But really, it's more like we're both gonna end up sitting on our porches screaming at kids to get off our lawn. You'll just have an excessive amount of cats living with you and you'll horde all the newspaper articles that deal with parts of your life you missed out on because you didn't take time for yourself...."

Alex pauses as he scrambles for a way to make that sound 'not-so-harsh'. Then he adds, "Because that's exactly where i ws headed before I fell into that alternate reality. It showed me I could be a super hero and have a family too. Have fun.. have experiences outside of work. It showed me how to relax and be casual. And I'm totally sure that if you take off those secret ID sexy glasses, you can be casual too." - wow, did he just make it worse?

Phoenix has posed:
Jean paused at Piotr's desk. She sat the other five folders down and then picked up his. She sighed softly. "I forgot to order Pete his new chair." She quietly muttered.

But then her eyes went up to his and she grinned at him. "I'm more of a dog person." She replied before glancing over her shoulder. "And if this place is any indication, I'm more than comfortable with children beeing on my front lawn." She started to walk back toward where her laptop was. "But if its any consolation, I'm quite happy with the thought of all of us having houses next to one another some day when we're old and grey and wrinkly."

Jean pulled the top of her laptop up again and brought it out of sleep-mode. "You know, its hard for me to believe that an 'alternate reality' vacation could be good for someone. But you seem to have taken a lot of positives out of the experiences you had there-in." She paused to look back at him. "I'm glad for that, Alex."

Havok has posed:
"It would be a cul-de-sac. We'd have our houses all lined up on either side of the street and wrapped around the end where all our children would play together in that part of the street. It'd be like some picturesque utopian world where all the little human and mutant children would play together and stuff." Alex says with a fanciful tone and a grin.

Then after a moment of thought, he says, "You're right. Even though that alternate reality wasn't home. It really did a lot for me. It helped me grow up. Forced me to. The whole being married with a kid really put things into context." There's a moment where he pauses to look directly at Jean. Her facial features so familiar. And yes, he learned Maddy was a clone of Jean. Which was a whole other story. Now, he pauses in speech to reflect and then after a few tics, he says, "The growing up thing. It's something that a lot of us needed and many still do. While 6 years passed for me, only a few weeks passed here. And some of us didn't grow up like I thought everyone should have. Which was also weird."

Phoenix has posed:
Jean couldn't help but grin while listening to that first description. "I grew up in a cul-de-sac, you know." She told him, momentarily thinking of her parents place. "They're nice... but generally filled with strange people. So we'd fit right in." She had a grin shown to him before her glasses lenses were aimed back to her laptop...

She'd saved the URL for Piotr's newest heavy-duty-office chair and was bringing that up on Amazon to place the order while she listened to what else he said.

"You're talking about me, right?" She said at him then. "I didn't grow up like you thought I should've." Another smile crossed her lips. "I'm just teasing... I've been old since I was five."

With the chair order placed she turned in the meeting table chair and exhaled.

"Well I'm glad you came back to us, Alex. But... do you miss it?" She asked him. "Being there."

Havok has posed:
Alex does. "Half my day. Then the other half I'm happy to be back in the familiar. Also... that world was way more jacked up than ours. There were a lot of parallels. But, more accelerated or advanced in regards to mutant oppression and villainization. We had good allies though. Even Captain America was with us for a while. But in the end... it's really just as much home as this place. I think though, I miss the people the most when I miss that world. Scotty," his son, "was great. The kid I'd want to have in this world, if I have a kid. And lots of other universe people who have dopplegangers here. Just different things about them. Which I'm still getting used to and having to correct my brain before my mouth says the wrong thing." He smiles, as if its happened - where he slipped up and said something that didn't apply here.

Phoenix has posed:
Jean reached over for her mug of coffee and then turned in her chair to face him where he was at the desk not too far away. She held her mug in both of her hands and sipped from the hot tea inside of it that Bobby had brought her (a hot drink from bobby? Weird!).

"You should write a book about it." Jean said to him, smiling. "I'm serious too." She added, sipping her drink and then nodding her head. "Look at what you just described... That kind of book seems like something you don't really hear about that often, not in factual form. Sure, comic books exist based on all the exploits of the wildly powerful people in this world... But I don't see a lot of them written by the powered people who lived them."

She shrugged her shoulders inside of her red sweater. "I'd read it. I'd be really interested, actually. Six years gone by in a matter of weeks? That is a hell of a story, Alex."

Havok has posed:
"I'd have to change the names to protect the innocent... and guilty." Alex says with a smile. His hands have remained planted on the corners of the desk on either side of his thighs. Now they finally move.

He slides off the desk and says, "Maybe." - as if he's considering it. But I'd have to have one hell of an editor. Cause I can't write flowy stuff." He stands erect, proud. Pleased he ran into Jean on his visit.

He'll offer a close before he decides that he should leave, "I'm glad you're back with us Jean. It sucked when you weren't." eloquent

Phoenix has posed:
Jean grinned at him between more sips of her tea. "I'll get all the other juicy details out of you somehow, Summers." She said back to him as she watched him slide off the desk and start to leave again.

Her cup was set back down and she rose up to hand out the rest of the folders now that she got Pete's chair ordered.

"I'm glad to be here too. I don't plan on going anywhere, either." She cleared her throat. "Thats exactly what they say in in those dreadful horror movies right before someone axe's them in the back, right? I'll have to keep my senses peeled."

"Don't be a stranger, Alex!" She said after him as she dropped another folder into another teacher's inbox.

Havok has posed:
Alex chuckles at the horror movie remark and will make his way through the door. Only to pause before disappearing down the hallway, "Stranger than fiction.". His last words regarding the book potential and then of course the lack of being strangers. He strides away with the intention of returning to the hotel back in Mutant Town.