5123/Is that what you call studying

Is that what you call studying
Date of Scene:	07 August 2018
Location:	Xavier's School, Westchester, New York
Synopsis:	Scott catches Mason and Andrea doing some late night
Cast of Characters:	Mason Steele, Rage, Cyclops

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Mason Steele has posed:
    Mason and Andrea seem to be enjoying some down time. By down time, it's down on the couch. Mason is over the girl, his head buried in her neck. He's missing a shirt, and for once, it doesn't seem to be because someone is dying. His hand's on her thigh, and given the hour, it's perfectly natural that the room would be dark with the lights out. It's just not necessarily natural that two students would be occupying the room in the dark.

Rage has posed:
This is Mason's idea. Completely his idea. And Andrea is a sucker for the most part when it comes to her fellow popstar and love of her life. A young teenage girl can easily fall victim to the wiles of Mason Steele. With her hands teasing through his blonde hair, she lets out a pleased giggle as his lips find a spot of her neck. "Mason." She lets out a soft noise of protest, followed by another laugh.

Cyclops has posed:
It's a late night and Scott is doing his usual routine of wandering around the mansion making sure everyone is safe and sound, but mostly asleep. It's a school, after all, and unless they're studying, students shouldn't be up at this hour.

Making his way through the corridor on his way to the kitchen to get a glass of water, he glances into the dark void that is the nighttime rec room and almost keeps walking when he hears what he thinks sounds like a giggle coming from within. He double takes and stops, a brow appearing over his sunglasses. He wears his sunglasses at night.

Pausing for a moment to listen just in case his mind was playing tricks on him, he hears rustling noises. Turning, he steps into the rec room, stepping into a shadow the cuts into the dim white light cast from the hallway. It occurs to him that it might just be students playing hide and seek or something along those lines, but considering the nature of the school and the dangers the facility faces on a regular basis, it can't hurt to be sure. He reaches over and flips the light switch and peers around the room.

Mason Steele has posed:
    Mason smiles, at Andrea, and starts to work his way down her collarbone while his hand moves up to her shorts, and starts to tug on the waistband. The other hand is wandering up her shirt when the light is flipped on.

    Mason freezes, and raises his head above the back of the couch, spotting Scott. He looks like he's been caught with his hand in the cookie jar, shirtless. "Oh, hi. Mr. Summers," he says, his hair disheveled around his head. "What are you doing up at this hour?" he asks, daring not to glance down at Andrea, hoping that he can just pretend he's the only one in the room.

Rage has posed:
"Mason." Andrea hisses when his fingers start to wander, giving him a swat on the backside. She gives another soft laugh, followed by a breathy noise in her throat as she leans up to brush a kiss along his ear. "I love you." She murmurs to him. She opens her mouth to say something else, but when the light comes on, she makes a bit of a surprised scramble as her head whips over towards the door, still pinned beneath him. Wait. Did he say Mister Summers? Her eyes widen like a deer caught in traffic. Her jaw unhinges and she flushes bright red along her cheeks. ".. Err..." She's at a loss for words. Embarrassed.

Cyclops has posed:
Scott's scan of the rec room stops when he sees Mason's head pop up from behind the back of the couch. His eyebrow also disappears behind his glasses again as he notes the messy hair and shirtless shoulders. The thought that Mason is alone in here at this time of night doesn't even cross his mind. Then he hears someone else, his suspicions confirmed. While he can't see her over the back of the couch, it isn't a stretch for him to assume it's Andrea whose giggling he heard from the hallway. At least for Mason's sake it had better be. The last thing this place needs is more relationship drama.

Inclining his head a bit but not stepping closer, especially considering he has no idea about their state of dress, Scott speaks up, "Evening, Mason. Andrea." He glances around at the rest of the empty room, "I was about to ask you the same question." His gaze returns to Mason, "I believe it is a little late for students to be up. Unless of course you're studying."

Mason Steele has posed:
    "Yeah," he answers, "We were studying," Mason states. He does it with an absolutely straight face. What they were studying...well, that was each other. "It's not that late, it's like 2am, right?" He seems to take the discovery in stride. If he's embarrassed, he hides it well.

Rage has posed:
".. Yes, we were studying." Andrea says as she gives a bit of a wiggle to sneak out from under him, then shifts upwards to a better sitting position. She smooths her hair back, giving a quick 'look' to Mason. "Two a.m. is pretty early for us." She agrees with Mason. Celebrities can rage for at least two days without sleep. It's a known fact. "Buuut we should probably be calling it quits.. got an early workout in the morning. As usual." She says as she clears her throat, nudging Mason's shirt over to him subtly from behind the couch.

Cyclops has posed:
The 'we were just studying' routine may or may not have worked on Scott. His expression remains unchanged as he folds his arms across his chest and just stands, watching the two young pop stars squirm on the couch. "Uh huh," he says in response to them.

As they likely scramble to get themselves together, Scott stands in place. He doesn't even attempt to speculate on the state of the two students, but he's not going to leave them be until they have left the rec room in peace, "I appreciate your dedication to your course work, but I would suggest perhaps studying in the designated study room next time." He pauses for a moment, "And maybe try it with the lights on."

Mason Steele has posed:
    Mason gives a lopsided smile, recoiling only very slightly as Andrea pushes him to reshirt himself. He picks his shirt up off the floor, and casually pulls it over his head. "Some studying is best in the dark," he suggests. Yeah, he is far too unembarrassed. There might be even a tone of pride. "Don't you think, Andy?" he asks. He stands up from the couch, holding a hand out to Andrea.

Rage has posed:
"You're an idiot." Andrea says to Mason as she takes his hand and rises upwards. She is wearing a pair of lounge shorts and a simple t-shirt with a heart on the front of it. There is a look of amusement upon her face at him, followed by a smoothing of her shirt down. "Sorry Mister Summers. We'll go study somewhere else." She says as she gives Mason a poke in the side, giving him another grin before she leans in and kisses his cheek, then heads past the couch.

Cyclops has posed:
One corner of Scott's mouth tugs to the side as he watches the two really go all in to the studying story and he shakes his head slightly. Some things are better studied in the dark. Don't push it, kid.

He steps aside as the two finally make their way from behind the couch as if to usher them out into the corridor. He looks between them both, first at Mason's almost prideful grin and then at Andrea who seems too absorbed by Mason's 'charm' to show any signs of embarassment. Pop stars these days. He does manage to show some signs of not being too strict by offering them a slight grin as they pass, "Just take it easy. Both of you." He moves to follow them out and turn off the light to leave the rec room as it should be at this time of night. Dark and empty.