4968/Scavenging

Scavenging
Date of Scene:	19 July 2018
Location:	Xavier's School
Synopsis:	A bunch of Xavier people randomly gather and talk around Erika's casual dumpster diving.
Cast of Characters:	Souvenir, Erddrache, Cyclops, Rage, Professor X, Siryn

---

Souvenir has posed:
There's all sorts of odd things to find in the school, and people get up to all sorts of weird activities. It's almost mundane. Erika Kristasdottir's weirdness today seems to involve sneaking around and digging through the trash.

She is in her usual clothes - dark, lightly curly hair with low bangs. Heavy black eyeliner and mascara on expressive grey eyes, and a touch of lip gloss. She is wearing a button up shirt, dark grey today and flannel; a T-shirt with a band name (Jinjur), and black tight pants.Converse with mismatching hashtag-laced laces. She had a black satchel. A pair of black leather gloves peek out from her pocket, and she is wearing plastic food service gloves as she roots through the litter, bobbing her head to music in her head.

Erddrache has posed:
The school may be weird...but some things are weirder than other. Picking through the trash at random is one of them. Boris was walking along heading towards the library for studying, his shaking of the ground at a nice undistruptive minium today.
    For his part, the dwarf like student still insisted on wearing only his jean overalls...cept when actually going to class. Regardless he stops by Erika, his fuzzy tendril like whiskers twitching. He was unsure if he should disturb the persistant woman and ups to give her a friendly wave instead.

Cyclops has posed:
It's been a long day of paperwork and logistics. Typically Scott wouldn't have this much work to do but being out for 2 months will do that to a person. Most people might look pretty rough after a full day but not Scott. Scott looks.. satiated. After it was finished, he decided to take another walk through the mansion to see how things are going. And to just experience being here again.

Which brings him to now. He steps out of the staff meeting room where papers were spread out all over a desk but now are neatly stacked up and complete. He walked out into the main foyer maybe with the intention of stepping out onto the front step and getting a breath of fresh air when he happens to notice someone going through the litter in one of the bins. He stops and watches Erika for a moment without saying anything. After a few more seconds he finally heads in her direction and once he approaches her he clears his throat, looking down at her, "Anything I can help you with?"

He glances up to see Boris walking by and offers him a polite smile and nod before looking back down at Erika to find out what it is she's doing.

Souvenir has posed:
Erika Kristasdottir waves cheerily, not at all ashamed of her dumpster diving. "Hey Boris! Hey, um.... Mr.... Summer is it? Wait, that's not quite right.." She stops and furrows her brow a little bit, trying to remember your name.

She stands up, puts her hands behind her back and tries to look polite and attentive and stuff. "I'm trying to find anything halfway passable as a souvenir that isn't going to have me sniffing walls or breaking my hands again. I only have a few, and my last idea got shot down when I suggested it."

Erddrache has posed:
Boris nods and smiles through his busy beard "Ahhh, so thar be whit ye be doink in vee dumpster. Twas wonderink" he than turn to Scott and offers a wave to him as well "Hello Mr. Proffesor summers" he says in his deep Baritone.
    Looking back to Erika he cants his head in wonder "vat was yer last idea?" he wonders curiously as he lumbers over to stand with Scott and Erika with curiosity.

Cyclops has posed:
Scott's hands rest clasped together behind his back as he watches Erika stop digging through the trash and stand up. His brows furrow as he considers her response. "Summers," he replies as his eyes return to the waste can. She's looking for a souvenir in the trash can.

His eyes shift over towards Boris after hearing his thick accent. He nods at the young man once more and offers him a smile. "I can see if I can dig up a key chain if that's the type of souvenir you're looking for, Miss..." he says and trails off as he clearly does not know the name of the young lady he's speaking to. He also glances back at Boris with a curious eyebrow arched above his sunglasses to indicate that he also doesn't know Boris's name.

Souvenir has posed:
Erika Kristasdottir ohs. "I have a case of silicone wristbands in my room. I wanted to see if I could get people to wear them while they reviewed and practiced various things that might be important in an emergency, then give them back. Then I was going to catalog them in a database and put them away so if I was going to do something that I thought you know - maybe it might potentially come in useful to, say, know how to I don't know, fix a car engine or build a shelter and a fire in the woods or something."

She ums, "Oh! Right. You don't know me. I'm Erika. I'm a psychometrist, so I need things like.. old socks and stuff so I can do anything. Souvenirs. Mostly I borrow skills."

She frowns. "I suggested it to Mr. Drake and he gave me a lecture about how horrible it is to abuse my power. But that's my ENTIRE POWER, so like.. yeah. Kind of sore about that."

Erddrache has posed:
"Perhaps Mr. Proffesor Drake is just warning ye ta be carefulz?" Boris says "He seem like a friendly proffesar. He even telt Tyler und mahself aboot da time dey froze da pool az a prank." he says and chuckles remember the story.

Boris looks to Scott and blinks turning slightly red, the ground rumbling a bit more "Oi! Whare be mah manners. Mah apologies, Mr.Proffesor Summers. Ah be Boris Brietbarth. Et be of vee pleasure ta meet sie" he tells him.

Cyclops has posed:
Scott smiles and nods at Boris, "Pleasure meeting you, Mr. Brietbarth." He glances back at Erika and offers her a similar smile, "And you as well, Erika." He idly claps the back of one hand into the palm of the other, still clasped behind his back as he speaks with the students.

Looking back at Erika, he nods, "Perhaps there is some way we can accommodate your needs without getting too personal or 'abusive'," as Drake put it. He may have to consult with some of the other staff members to get an idea of what may be needed and what considerations should be taken. He glances back down into the trash can and considers the types of refuse there and what types of memories could be gleaned off of them and purses his lips together. She's wearing gloves to avoid prying into everyone's memories, which is good. But there must be a better way so this sort of thing isn't necessary.

Souvenir has posed:
Erika Kristasdottir sighs some, "Okay yeah, well, he didn't say anything about consulting or anythig, he just told me I should learn everything the regular way. I'm not Batman! I don't have decades to spend learning how to do everything just so I won't be tempted to ever use my powers! I mean, if the whole point of this is to just learn how to not be muta, it seems like that's something they should say? And it would be easier to just stick some sort of suppressor on me if so, right?"

She hmphs. "I mean, I already have to sleep on a table covered in grass and wear gloves everywhere in the middle of a hot summer.." She sighs in exasperation. "And like.. My friends keep coming back messed up from ridiculous, like.. cyborgs and stuff and I feel like I am sitting on my hands doing nothing and just like.. WATCHING stuff go wrong, and I want to be doing SOMEthing. I feel useless, and it scares me feeling like that."

Erddrache has posed:
Boris blinks slowly "...thar...does sound counter intuitive...und hypocritic. Thart vis place was supposed ta teach sie how ta use yer powahs responsibly" he can't help but wonder if this was an exageration, but he doesn't say anything, figureing that if nothing else, Scott could probably find out.

"Ah kin vink of a way. If vey kin train a machine ta read minds, den surely thar must be a way to store such readinks more peremently... which more or less sound like whit yer were goink fer" he notes "...Ah vink yer idea is fine" he tells erika.

Cyclops has posed:
Far be it for Scott to undermine the authority of other staff in the mansion. If Drake is adamant about not providing Erika with means to learn specific skills using her abilities it is worth having a conversation about it. All points of view matter.

He regards Boris after his comments but doesn't comment himself. Instead, he turns back to Erika and nods, "I understand your frustration." Unfortunately there's not much he can do about it at the moment. "It's admirable that you care about your friends enough to want to help them in dangerous situations. I'm sure they understand."

Souvenir has posed:
Erika Kristasdottir sighs. "Yeah, I just.. I feel like the useless pest. I hate feeling useless. And like.. I don't know, maybe he didn't understand something? Or maybe I didn't understand? But I am TRYING to make myself more useful and like.. safer? And everybody else can just kind of wave their hands and do cool stuff, and *I* get to go *dumpster diving* just to do anything at *all* and it's *not fair*." Breath in, breath out. "I don't even mind being like, the one that sits at home doing cool stuff so they can look awesome. I mean, I figured out who shot Andrea that one time. Not that it mattered, but I did it."

Erddrache has posed:
And here comes the eyeroll from Boris. "Rioght. Well, sie hauf vee good luck wif thar crisis." he says not even going to touch that one with a 4 meter pole. He perks a bit at hearing Andrea got shot...but considering she was alright far as he know, it was nothing to persue.

Rage has posed:
Speak of the werewolf, Andrea heads into the foyer from upstairs, waving to a few students who call out her name. As usual she is all smiles and radiating positive vibes. She's wearing a sun dress over a pair of snug black leggings and white sneakers. Her Kate Spade bag is over her shoulder, dangling freely against her side. As she spies the trio, she aims in their direction in a casual stride. "Hey, guys!"

Cyclops has posed:
Scott watches Erika and listens to her quietly as she expresses the difficulties she's experienced in coming to terms with her powers and her place in the mansion. He's also not the best person to offer moral support in situations like this. He recalls the earlier conversation he had with Andrea where he learned a little bit about the wound she suffered that Erika is referencing.

When the woman in question appears in the foyer from the second floor, Scott glances up and offers her a nod in welcome, "Miss Jackson." His eyes peer beyond her to the gaggle of fans that ogle her before they finally move on. He supposes he'll never get used to that.

Souvenir has posed:
Erika Kristasdottir waves at Andrea, distracted by the sudden arrival just as her rant deflates. "Hiii! Umm.." She looks around a bit, suddenly a little bit embarrassed that she's standing next to a garbage can, in food service gloves. Not VERY embarrassed, but a little bit.

She tilts her head, "How are you doing? Is there like.. anything going on? With like, you or anybody?"

Erddrache has posed:
Boris raises an eyebrow at Erika confused to the sudden change. He looks to Scott and than Andrea. "Evenink Andrea" he turns back to the others "Sorry, bit if yer peeps excuse meh...ah was heaink fer vee library und hauf some werk ta do" he tells them.

Rage has posed:
"Nothing much is going on with me. I was just having a Skype interview with Rolling Stone upstairs and then just saying g'night to my mom." Andrea says as she rocks on her shoes, then reaches out to snag Boris by the shirt, giving it a few tugs. "You're taking off already, bro? I just got here." She flashes a grin to him. "Hi Mister Summers."

Cyclops has posed:
Scott glances over at Boris again and nods towards him, "Pleasure meeting you, Mr. Brietbarth. I'm sure I'll be seeing you around soon." He offers the man a smile as he wanders off then turns his attention back to Erika and Andrea.

He folds his arms across his chest and is content to let Andrea and Erika catch up. He is somewhat curious about finding out more about what happened with the injurt and who else may have been affected. His eyes occasionally glance around the foyer at the various other students who walk here and there. Lots of students to get to know.

Souvenir has posed:
Erika Kristasdottir nods.. "Lucky." She hmmms and looks around a bit. "I was just trying to introduce myself to Mr. Summers." And venting a little, but it's been a day. "Do you have any ideas where I can get some more souvenirs? I'm kind of super low and Laura makes me a little bit loopy. I used one the other day at that one house. I mean, I probably should have waited, I'm going to work on that."

Erddrache has posed:
Boris actually -freezes- when Andrea begins to tug on the strap of his overalls. Much like a deer in headlights. He bristles some and he says "Andrea, careful of vee spikes, dey are sharp" he says clearly more worried about accidently hurting someone than being tugged on.
    But the tug did stop his leaving. "Et was guess still is pleasure. Vough yer won't see meh after tommorw till monday most likely" he muses. A glance to Erika "Probably should hauf...bit sie did fine" he notes to her.

Rage has posed:
"Boris, you going on a trip or something for a few days?" Andrea asks curiously as she gives him a smile, not too concerned about his spikes. She knows she can heal from them. Also, being shot in the head puts everything into perspective. Everything else in life is a papercut compared to what she went through. "Souvenirs?" She asks Erika. "Like the bracelets you were wearing or something?"

Souvenir has posed:
Erika Kristasdottir nods, "Yeah, that's what I call things I read to do stuff. Like if I took one of your shirts so I could play backup guitar. It's just, like.. easier that way. I'm trying to figure out how I can get a collection started so I will have, like.. some options in case I need to be able to do stuff." Thus explaining why she was digging around in the trash looking for things like worn out socks, earphones, et cetera. Because so far the only OTHER thing she can do is of limited use.

Erddrache has posed:
"Nay. Jist goink ta pa house fer vee week-end as usual. He insist thar ah come home at least ven, he would profer if ah came home everyday really, bit he is warmin up ta da place" he rubs the back of his neck a bit embaressed. It was rumored his father did not approve of mutants.
    Boris blinks and looks to Erika "Oh! He is engineer und blacksmith. Mabeh ah kin git sie a pencil or somevink ta use und sie kin make vings. Aye?" he asks, wondering if such a thing would make for a good souvineer.

Rage has posed:
"Ahh. I see. I hope you have a good time then!" Andrea says to Boris with a big smile on her face. "Let me know if you need a ride back or something. I can pick you up." To Erika, she ponders for a moment in thought. Leaning back against the stairwell, she glances upwards to the ceiling. "What about keys? Can you make a key ring and then collect keys that some of us have touched. Keep them in your pocket and pull them out when you need a particular skill? Easy to organize and you won't have to wear them necessarily."

Souvenir has posed:
Erika Kristasdottir hmms, thinking and tapping her chin in thought. "Does he keep the pencil in his pocket or his hand when he's making them? Because then it would be great. Well, I guess it would still be good otherwise, if he drafts the things with the pencil.. I could use it to invent the things but not make them." She mimes writing in the air, then looks over at the other idea, leaving her hand hanging.

To Andrea, "Well like, you'd have to carry the key when you practiced, and I would have to hold the key. Or like, I dunno, drop it in my bra or something I guess would work too." She punctuates that with a miming gesture. "So it would stay touching me. Tyler suggested silicone bracelets and I have a bunch upstairs, but like, I'm pretty open to anything. Socks work great too, even though I can only wear two."

Professor X has posed:
     Soon enough, one of the doors would open. It was to the Professor's office and classroom, opening it for him would be one Theresa Cassidy, who seemed nice enough to let him out first. "Why thank you, Ms. Cassidy. I'll be happy to speak to you more about becoming a staff member at a later time." Though his eyes soon shift to everyone present. With Siryn by his side, he offers everyone the kindest smile, as a grandfather can do.

     "Hello everyone. I trust everyone is enjoying their time so far?" he asks curiously as he wheels up to the group, offering the kindest smile. Though he sees quite a few familiar faces, he namely looks to Erika. "Ah, Erika. How are you doing?" given the last time they met, he hopes she improved. "and Miss Andrea. How are you feeling?"

Erddrache has posed:
Boris smiles a bit at Andrea "Vanks, ah vill keep et in mind. Vough since da fungus started bein beat back, tis been safer ta travel beneath vee earth agin" he notes. His prefer mode of transportation.
    The dwarven mutant closes his eyes as he considers Erika question "Behind his ear when doin drafting or even general work" he tells Erika after the moments consideration.
    As the principle and Theresa comes, he gives a small wave "Hello Mr. Principle Xavier und Ms. Cassidy" he says.

Rage has posed:
"Hm." Andrea says as she rocks on her sneakers again, then gives a glance over to the two new arrivals. She smiles and lifts a hand to wave to them. "Good evening Professor. I am doing fine I suppose. My new single came out today. Already number one on the charts. It's kept my phone busy due to people wanting to interview and talk about it. Speaking of, I should get going and sneak my evening jog in. I have an early morning ahead of me with my agent." She gives a grin to Boris. "Be safe and call me if you need me. I'll keep thinking of stuff, Erika." She says as she heads for the front door so she can go on her nightly workout.

Souvenir has posed:
Erika Kristasdottir ohs! "Hi Professor!" She waves brightly, then starts ticking things off on her fingers, looking up as if reading from an imaginary list.
1) "I have a bed I can sleep on, and Thistlewalker made me a pillow and a breed of clover for the matress, so I don't need to get zapped so I can sleep."
2) "I'm trying to find souvenirs so I can use my powers, because right now I don't have many. I asked Mr. Drake if people might wear bracelets when they practice stuff, so I will have some useful skills for emergency. He said no, I don't know why. Maybe I didn't explain well enough? Or I didn't understand right? So I need some help figuring out how to get some more skills that won't cause any trouble or break any rules or anything." Though apparently she assumes random dumpster diving is okay.
3) "I should probably figure out a better way to carry them too. I mean, I'm not big, there's only so many ways I can carry stuff that won't fall out accidentally here."

She hmms, glossing over a bunch of angst about feeling useless and having nightmares about being helpless.

Siryn has posed:
    "No Problem, Professor. Ah figured, with all I've learned from Moira on the island, I could 'elp out 'ere." Terry says before looking up towards everyone else. "Hello there." She says to Scott and everyone else that.....are not familiar to her. Her voice is soft, but manages to carry to everyone.

Professor X has posed:
     Professor Xavier looks to Boris and he smiles to him softly. "It's good to see you too, young man. I trust you've been well behaved lately?" he teases the dwarf before his eyes find Erika! "oh my." before she starts to list things off! He simply listens patiently as she explains every last tiny detail. "Ah, at least you are doing far better. It warms my heart to see this. Have you been wearing gloves like I asked you to?" he questions her before his eyes shift to Andrea.

     Nodding to her lightly as she leaves, he simply seems to smile to Theresa. "I truly think you could. We will certainly see what we can do, yes?" he smiles rather softly before his eyes fall upon Scott.

     "Ah, Scott. It's good t o see you. How have you been?" he asks curiously.

Erddrache has posed:
Boris eyes widen "Ermm..umm.. of course Mr.Principle xaiver" he says struck with a bit of anervounouse. The floor boards rattle a bit. While Boris has taking a liking to the place...he very much took schooling seriously.
    Boris listens to the list and is relieved to hear the lack of angst. He glances to the gloves on erika person and wondered if xaiver got them for her. None the less he looks to Terry "Whit island? Und who be vis Moira fello?" he wonders of her.

Souvenir has posed:
Erika Kristasdottir has some food service gloves on right at the moment, and she has a pair of leather gloves in her pocket, which she gestures to. She has no shortage of angst! But she's not awful. Why, just the other day she felt particularly useless because all the cool kids were playing superpowered kickball, and she's basically a stable in that situation.

She does venture a "Yeah, I still need them really bad. Uh. And I need to get some lessons in on mind powers sometime soon? I'm not sure how to ask for those."

Siryn has posed:
Theresa Cassidy tilts her head. "Dunno if I could 'elp you out any, since my powers are not like yours. But if you truly need 'elp....The professor is the one to ask." She then ponders. "And I was talking aboot Moira MacTaggart on Muir Island...."

Professor X has posed:
Professor watches as Boris leaves, though his eyes soon shift to Erika. "Excellent. Keep them on until we figure out what to do. and don't worry, do you happen to be free within the next few days? I plan on teaching you a private lesson on how I think your psychometry could work. I would appreciate it if you and maybe Ms. Monroe or Mr. Drake would come to my office on such a day and we can plan on our options." a kind smile from the old man before he looks at Theresa.

"Very true on all accounts." then Boris leaves. "It's alright, misunderstandings happen all the time." he smiles warmly to her.

Souvenir has posed:
Erika Kristasdottir nods, "I live here! I'm free on all kinds of days. I'd rearrange my schedule for that anyways. Is there anything I can do to help you figure it out better? And can we talk about some good ways to stock up on souvenirs then?"

She bounces a little, then takes off her food service gloves and tosses them in the garbage. She frowns at the leather gloves then grabs them both on one hand, hissing a little and twitching, eyes fluttering for a couple seconds before she sighs in annoyance and pulls them onto her hands.

Siryn has posed:
    "I would have 'Ro teach you. She has a lot of patience. Even with me." Terry says with a chuckle....and she pats the Professor on the shoulder. "I'm gonna 'ead to bed, Professor. See you in the morn. Might even make breakfast for us." And she starts to head off, humming a tune...."See you all later."

Professor X has posed:
Xavier smiles happily to THeresa as she announces her departure. "Very well, sleep tight, my dear." and he watches Theresa leave before his eyes fall upon Erika. "Excellent!" and he starts to wheel himself off as if he was making his leave as well. "Don't worry young Erika. I already have a plan. But if you have any ideas, please feel free to tell me as son as possible!" he calls out to her with a smile on his face.

The happiest old dude ever.

Souvenir has posed:
Erika Kristasdottir smiles and waves. "Thank you, Professor!" She hmms, biting her lip and reviewing what she knows about her abilities in her head to herself really quickly, then goes wandering off, pondering this and that.