6192/Hopefully not wrecking the Rec room.

Hopefully not wrecking the Rec room.
Date of Scene:	15 January 2019
Location:	Xavier's School, Westchester, New York
Synopsis:	Summary needed
Cast of Characters:	Polaris, Cannonball, Quicksilver, Deadpool, Iceman, Kaydin LeGraize, Storm, Cyclops

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Polaris has posed:
The school day was over and the kids had broken out some DVD or something at the comfortable sofa in the corner of the room. A riotous crowd that gnawed away on chips, popcorn, sodas and cookies. Lorna came through the room, flicking a glance at the newly released movie that the students were watching with rapt fascination and with the volume on too high. She paused, grabbing herself a soda as she waved a hand and grabbed up the remote with her powers. She clicked it down several notches, smirking at the cries of protest that leapt up in a chorus.

"We don't wanna hear it from all the way down the hall. Keep it reasonable." She paused at the protests, "I can just fry the tv you know." She shot back, handing off the remote and popping open the soda can as she walked off toward the other side of the rec room.

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie comes walking into the room with two pizza boxes. He is wearing the local pizza joint's delivery outfit. He sets them on the table for the kids jerking his hand back "Hey only invulnerable when blasting, need the hand to bring more pizzas." He jokes and heads to get himself a drink, noticing Lorna, he nods in greeting to her.

Quicksilver has posed:
Pietro took one of the free rooms and spent the night after chatting with his half-sister Lorna. With a fast blur, Pietro is suddenly standing next to Lorna, giving her shoulder a squeeze. "Hello Lorna." He also notices Sam, and he seems to disappear again, near Sam in literally less than a second. "I'll take one of those off your hands, Pizza Guy."

Polaris has posed:
Lorna flashed Sam a smile, sipping at her soda as she stepped aside to avoid being run over by the students seeking pizza to add to the pile of junk food and caffeine that came with the newly released movie that played on in the background. The green haired mutant chuckled softly as she watched the kids flock like a pack of hungry seagulls that hadn't eaten in days. It was down right vicious.

Then there was Pietro, her old half brother at her side for barely a beat before he was there and gone and back. She rolled her eyes, and sipped at her soda instead.

"Hey Pietro. Hey Sam. Long time no see, how are you doing?"

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie nods, and says "Lorna, Pietro, doing pretty good, you two coming back to help out at the school as well, or just passing by?" He will ask, and take a sip of his soda, moving close to Lorna, and away from the ruckuss for chatting purposes

Quicksilver has posed:
Pietro has Pizza!

He runsback to the table, setting it out and suddenly, Lorna mightfind herself with a slice, with a Pietro beside hereating his own pizza.

"Not much." he looks to Sam. "Hi. Thanks for the pizza."

Polaris has posed:
A sigh pulled from Lorna as she leaned back in her chair, crossing her legs. "I'm planning to stay for a little while. A small visit, but that's all. I plan to return to Genosha sooner or later. But I wanted to visit and say hi and bring by belated holiday gifts. Check in." She smiled, picking up the pizza that Pietro left in front of her with a small flicker of a smile and a glance aimed his way.

"Seems I just missed things, Bobby said that Rogue and Doctor Strange had something happen? I dunno, it wasn't clear. Either way, I'm here, if needed for a bit." She munched away on her pizza, picking off a piece of pepperoni and nibbling it separately.

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie says, "I am not sure if it was the sleeper thing or something else. Illyana, and I went out and talked to Magneto, and were able to cure some of the sleepers but was a one at a time, I know Wanda and Illyana were both goignt o talk to Strange i believe."

Quicksilver has posed:
Pietro winks at Lorna, and it's safe to say Pietro is sticking around for as long as Lorna is. His eyes shift to Sam very briefly when Magneto is referenced.

"Ugh, more magic stuff I don't understand." Pietro rolls his eyes in annoyance. "Strange This, Strange that. I'm surprised the wizard doesn't live here."

Polaris has posed:
A grimace twisted her lips, "Dad didn't tell me anyone was around." She muttered, crossing her arms as she set the pizza and soda down in front of her. She scowled, her frame leaning back against her seat as she considered. "And Bobby didn't tell me jack all about what happened. Just who was in the medbay." She glanced back to Pietro as he mentioned magic stuff being confusing and she nodded once.

"Honestly? Whatever it is that's going on is making him an asshole. He insulted me, Rogue and mutants in general. It's a good thing he's here and not in Gneosha." She left off what her father would think or say about what exactly Strange had said, much less to her.. She didn't gave to.

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie 's brow raises and says "Aint ran into him much not sure if he knows what was going on with the whole Sleeper thing. And Illyana and Ah were just there for a day, main reason we ran into Wanda was she had came to visit Magneto while we were there.

Quicksilver has posed:
Pietro scoffs. "Well, it's a simple fist. I'll just break his neck faster than he can even comprehend." Pietro was still fiercely protective of mutant-kind, even if his methods have become more towards the hero-centric. "But Iceman's always been secretive. You know that."

to Sam, he tilts his head. "and how was Wanda during that exchange?" Pietro sits up further. Eyes narrowed at Sam like the wrong answer is gonna be bad.

Polaris has posed:
Lorna shrugged as she exhaled a breath, "Wanda was stopping in for the Holidays. So, not surprised there.. just.. No one told me. Not even Wanda.." She grumped, her lips twisting into a scowl as she picked up her soda can again and took a long gulp. She set it back down with a click on the table, shaking her head at Pietro's antics. "Pietro, that's not going to fix anything you know. Sure he's an asshole, but Illyana seemed to think that was a magical thing. Not standard." She hoped. Her voice was dry and irritated pretty certain that regardless the interaction had shaped her opinions of the man.

"And c'mon Bobby isn't secretive. He can't keep his mouth shut. Love 'em but he's hardly what anyone would call subtle, Pietro." She added after a beat. "I mean, he still has a crush on me. He gave me an ice rose and everything.."

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie 's brow raises a bit at the mantion of breaking someone's neck. "The sleeper stuff was magical, and Illyana has a way to break magical spells, but again only one at a time, so it was a slow process. Wanda was nice, she helped and helped keep some people from freaking out from the way we had to do it. " He does look over to Peitro, and says "Ah am not trying to hurt your sisters, Ah respect ya dad as a teacher, even when we disagree about things. So, want to dial it back a bit?"

Quicksilver has posed:
Pietro glances over to Lorna and he crosses his arms. "It takes care of a douchebag who insulted my sister." Pietro was radical, much like his father before him, no matter how great of a start he had of being a hero. "If Bobby's digging you, why don't you go out with him. Worse case scenario, I'll handle it if he turns out to be a jerk."

to Sam, he narrows his eyes. "Don't tell me what to do. But good to know that someone respects my father. Most either don't like him or are afraid."

Polaris has posed:
A roll of her eyes followed and Lorna made to thwap a hand at her older brother. "Stop that." She intended it to be light and only meant to distract him from the glower Pietro aimed at Sam. "Sam's right, you're being a jerk." She huffed a breath and shook her head, crossing her arms as she turned her narrowed green eyed gaze from her pizza back to her brother. His comments about Bobby were clearly not being accepted as 'good advice' either.

"I'm not interested in dating Bobby. That's why." She shook her head and muttered about stupid-over-protective-brothers, picking up her pizza again and biting into it with more force than was strictly necessary.

"Do we know why this 'sleeper' thing happened or is that a mystery?" She asked Sam, her voice lighter.

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie says, "Ah aint sure, I had the idea, about Illyana helping but once it got past that, was out of my league. Ah hav been to a few magical lands, but am much more hands in the earth type of guy." He looks over to Pietro, and says "Not telling ya, just trying to give some advice, Ah got a whole passle of sisters, and they can get a bit prickly when ya start telling them who to date, or not to date, or if ya threaten to whoop up on someone they don't want ya to. And your sisters are alot more dangerous than mine are.""

Quicksilver has posed:
Pietro looks at Lorna after he gets thwapped. "Ow." he says annoyedly before he just crosses his arms. "Whatever." a few moments later, which is like a lifetime for Pietro. "Sorry." at least he wasn't as Prideful as Magneto, but he loved his sisters very much. They were the world and then some.

He just shrugs then, looking to Lorna and eventually giving her a very brief apologetic hug. before he looks to Sam.

"hm. Interesting. I'm more with ya on that Sam. Magic is....weird. Wanda would know best, I think, aside from the Doctor."

Polaris has posed:
A glance was spared for Sam, and she nodded, a sympathetic look crossing her features in the curve of her lips and furrow of her eyebrows. "I get that. I don't know anything about magic. Now physics? Physics I know." She was working on a doctorate and had hopes she might manage it before too long. Of course, when you could literally feel the ways the laws of magnetics and the alike worked, it was a bit of cheating.

Pietro's ow earned a mutter, but as he apologized and briefly wrapped his arms around his youngest sister, Lorna heaved a sigh. A small pat was returned on his arm, this time gentle. But she didn't goad for anything else. It was more than she'd honestly expected from her half sibling to begin with. Pride and Pietro both started with the same letter after all.

"Good call on bringing in Illyana though."

Deadpool has posed:
Through the door comes a rolling blur, as a black and red garbed ninja-like character rather literally does a somersault through the door. He ends up behind an empty couch (between it and the wall, mushed), and a second later, a handheld mirror appears in a red and black gloved hand over the couch edge, used to survey the whole of the rec-room from behind it. It might be somewhat ridiculous (okay, it IS ridiculous), except that said shape is also extremely well armed and entirely out of context in this situation.

The mirror moves along the edge of the couch, and then suddenly gains a voice, much like a very low-cost reflective hand puppet. The voice is roughly a stage-whisper.

"SHHH, no, nothing to see. Nope. Why would you look? Clearly nothing. You should have brought a box. Or a hamper. Without dirty clothes, though. Or with? Teens do smell."

The mirror drops behind the couch as Deadpool lowers it and reprimands himself, seated behind it on his butt, flipping the mirror over and around his fingers like a crime boss might do with a fancy cigarette lighter.

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie 's brow raises a bit as he does turn putting himself so he is between Deadool and the siblings. Luckily the kids have headed out while the adults were talking. Sam is standing, and asks the others "You guys know who this is?"

Polaris has posed:
Lorna broke off whatever she was going to say to Sam in regards to the situation with the sleepers and whatever else might be going on in the wider world of the X-men and the school.. when a strange man in red and black came rolling into the room with a mirror, all armed. She jumped to her feet, and without so much as waiting was stretching out her arms and flinging her powers out to wrap them about the various sharp and shiny, swords, knives and daggers, pulling them away from the strange man and up toward the ceiling and out of reach.

Of course, that might end up dragging said strange man up, but she didn't particularly care if that was the end result.

"Who the hell are you?" She certainly didn't recognize the man, nor the suit. She had been gone for a year, and strange thing //did// happen in the mansion..

Deadpool has posed:
"Me! I know the answer!" Deadpool's hand shoots up from behind the couch. But then he's bodily hauled up there with all the metal items. He is covered in metallic weapons and they are all well strapped down, so up he goes when Lorna lifts the metal. It doesn't seem to bother him at first, then he reacts as if he were in the shower and the door was wrenched open. "IIiiiieeee! .... Oh, hey. So. I'm supposed to not scare the children or the slightly larger children that are teenagers but really can handle themselves but that's a different argument that is probably not important right now." There's a pause, and he does a thumbs-up gesture.

"The answer was 'Wade', so I'm suspecting the question, which I might have forgotten, was probably 'Who is this awesome floating motherfucker.'" He pauses, and then jazz-hands at them.

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie looks to the floating man, and says "Harry Potter." as sometihng comes to mind that he read in a report, "A sorta friend of Logans, Ah believe, and he owes Jubilee a pudding cup."

Iceman has posed:
X-Men! Danger!

Oh wait. We don't have Xavier around here to be all telepathic alert. Instead, Bobby was just coming in with a sandwich that would make Dagwood jealous when he finds Lorna playing 'lift the merc'. "The hell?" he asks, looking from Lorna to Wade, and then back to Lorna. "I didn't know you had a plus one." he offers with a smirk.

Polaris has posed:
A scowl pulled at Lorna's features as she kept her hand out stretched and her gaze lingered on 'Wade' in sharp disapproval. She stepped closer, her head tilted back as to keep her gaze trained on him. "You're not floating, you're magnetized to the ceiling." She muttered, "What are you doing here, Wade? Armed and suited up? This is a school." She squinted, and as Bobby came running in turned her gaze toward him

"I don't have a plus one Bobby." She made a face, "Do //you// know this guy?"

Kaydin LeGraize has posed:
    A blur moves into the rec room, going over to the soda fountain and stopping to fill a cup with soda. Once stopped it is revealed to be Kaydin! Once the soda is filled he turns to see the scene before him, and takes a sip from the straw he put in. "So, we get to bring our own boy toys into the mansion? Me I am woefully straight so I guess I cant do it."

Deadpool has posed:
Wade's attention ratchets onto odd things. He's touched, TOUCHED deeply, by the statement about Logan. "'Sort of friends?' Did he say that from his very own mouth, without being stabbed in the kidneys or telepathically controlled? Sort of? Aw. We've come so far," Wade says, drawing his hands in towards his face, resting his cheek against his curled fingers in a gesture of being flattered by the fantasy of how touching the whole situation was.

"Pudding? I don't think I owe her pudding anymore. I worked it off. I believe it was in the form of a really good joke." He lifts a hand to the ceiling, attempting to partially rotate. "I didn't put myself up here, so if you're getting a great view, it's accidental."

When Lorna directly asks him, he gestures with both hands out and around, "I am following up on my offer to teach assassination," Wade answers, tone extremely serious. "This is not 'extremely' armed; this is just 'casually traveling' armed. You should see my extreme. It is a sight to behold. People do try to stick me or parts of me to ceilings for NO REASON and I gotta defend myself when they're not you or Jean or Storm or--."

Iceman has posed:
Rubbing the bridge of his nose, Bobby sighs. "Where's Scott when you need him?" he asks, looking between the others, before up at Deadpool. "No. We don't need courses on assassinations." he offers with a small frown. He made the ice cube frown. That's never a good sign. "And Logan has gone.. again. Wherever he goes when he's not around here. And no, before you ask..."

"...we are not taking auditions to replace him."

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie will look over to Kaydin, He more brought himself, and don't really think he is someone's boytoy, mind you if he was an action figure, they would probably charge extra for that many accessories." He looks over to Lorna, and Bobby, letting those who bee around a bit longer take point.

Polaris has posed:
Lorna's lips twisted and she purposefully dropped Deadpool back to the ground without much care. If the man was //that// calm about being hoisted by his weapons (all of them) to the ceiling and was confident enough to enter the Mansion as he was.. then he could survive the fall.. Maybe. She didn't particularly really trust the man free either. She kept her mangetic fields on him, holding him where he fell.

"Logan knows him? Well, Logan isn't around to confirm." She frowned, her gaze swinging toward Kaydin (who she didn't know), and Bobby an Sam.

"You know, I'm with you. Scott should deal with this."

Deadpool has posed:
"/Auditions/?! I can do the best Logan impression you have ever seen in your life or previous life. I know what his insides look like. That's a level of accuracy." Wade pauses. "Previous life, because he's old. You know. OLD." He then draws one hand in to the other wrist, and plays with his image inducer. Immediately, his full body fuzzes and adapts into the Wolverine image they all know and love. Angrily floating: for good reason, there's metal in him, right? Claws and things.

"Put me down, bub," 'Wolverine' dryly says, with a gestures of finger directly towards the floor.

As it so is, when Deadpool focuses, he's actually a fine actor, and is extremely familiar with Wolverine's voice and mannerisms. It's possibly all very eerie and convincing.

"Bub-Snickt."

Or not.

He hits the floor. It doesn't really bother him, but it does wind him, so they have a moment of him not talking. Just an irritated looking Logan stuck to the floor.

Iceman has posed:
"Do you have him, Lorna?" Bobby asks. "I mean, I could freeze him in place." he says with a shrug of his shoulders, before he looks at 'Logan'. "Not enough of the schitick, and nowhere near enough stink of cigars, bad decisions, and lack of showers."

Kaydin LeGraize has posed:
    Kaydin just sips his soda. "He seemed accurate enough to me." Kaydin says as he drinks his soda and gestures to everyone seeing if they wanted any. He then watches the group and Deadpool specifically. "You wanna soda, Faux Logan?" He asks curiously as he waits for a reply.

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie looks over to Bobby, and says "Ah am going to do a circuit of the grounds, make sure, he is our only surprise guest." He walks over to the window opening it.

Polaris has posed:
Lorna nodded to Sam as he departed, her gaze swinging back to Bobby as she smirked faintly, her hand still out stretched. "Yeah, I've got 'em. He's wearing more weapons than anything else." She drawled, her gaze squinting briefly as she ran her powers over the weapons all over Wade and mentally ran a head count over them. Still, she didn't seem all that interested in letting him go, much less stand up on his own. Logan dimage inducer or not.

"Right, you're going to have to sit and wait for Scott or leave the Mansion, I think." She scowled faintly.

Quicksilver has posed:
Turns out Pietro was daydreaming or something.

When he comes back to reality, he blinks a few times. "Wow....where did all these people come from." it started off with just Lorna, himself, and Sam. Bobby's here, Deadpool's here, Kaydin's here.... but, Pietro just stays seated, apparently amused with Deadpool's antics.

"Later Sam." he looks back to Deadpool. "...gotta admit, he is kinda funny."

Iceman has posed:
"Well, until Scott or Jean gets down here, he may was well chill out." Bobby offers with a sigh as he gives a slump of his shoulders. "And I should go get ready for patrol and all."

Deadpool has posed:
"Beer and a cigar," Faux-gan 'grumps' to Kaydin, taking in the suggestions about his acting with a small thumbs-up towards Bobby. He'll take the tips without any offense; after all, it's a big character with a lot of nuance. "Keep it coming, this is a big character with a lot of specific grumbling nuance," he stage-whispers at Bobby, but then tries to get up, by putting his hands under him and exerting some force against Lorna's metal-imprisonment that consists of his own metal weapons trapping him on the floor.

"I'll go with you. That's my job. Security," Faux-gan grunts at Sam. But Lorna puts the kibosh on that idea by keeping him locked down. "Let's do 'sit', then? This is not in character, on my face in the carpet (That's more Wade, honestly)- and it is breaking the immersion."

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie smirks and sakes his head, and with a burst of thermal energy along his legs, he is out the window and doing circuits of the ground.

Storm has posed:
"What is the meaning of all this racket?" Ororo glides in, looking from one face to the next. She is draped regally in blacks and deeply jeweled earthtones with her hair cascading in long, careless waves, and she's carrying a thick leatherbound book in one arm. "It sounded as if someone was tearing the mansion apart." Again. She narrows her eyes and looks down at "Logan," on the floor. "And what...exactly is the meaning of..." She is, for once, at a loss for words, as she realizes she is looking at a fake Logan, but has no explanation for exactly /what/ it is. So she gestures vaguely in his direction and looks around questioningly.

Iceman has posed:
"That, Ororo, is one of Logan's drinking buddies that apparently followed him home from the bar and didn't leave. His name is Wade.. and well, I'll let him explain from there." Bobby offers as he moves to step back. "That's all for you."

Cyclops has posed:
    Scott finally arrives, he's wearing a tight white t-shirt with a heavy brown spot on the chest, an oil stain that's quite fresh. He stops in the doorway dumbfounded at Logan being held on the floor and everyone else looking like they don't trust him. "What is going on in here?" Scott demands, his voice not raised, but his tone is sharp and even in the school, he is the one to take control of a scene.

    "Lorna... Why do you have Logan pinned to the ground?" The way he's trying to lift himself up and not able to is easily figured out by the first x-man. Scott then snaps his head to Bobby, "Deadpool?" Scott asks as if more information will just follow his one word question.

Polaris has posed:
As Pietro returned to the conversation, Lorna glanced at her half brother and huffed a breath. "Nice job paying attention. Did you run to India and back or something?" Before her focus returned to the chaos at hand as Sam left through the window and Bobby was well, Bobby. As Storm entered however, Lorna turned her attention fully from Deadpool, magnetically pinned to the floor by his weapons.

"He entered, rolled behind the couch. Fully armed and suited up. He introduced himself as Wade. Bobby seemed to confirm that he knew Logan somehow. But since Logan isn't around, we didn't have a chance to confirm who this guy is." She pursed her lips, her hand still out stretched as she squinted at Wade and promptly released an electromagnetic pulse to try to fry his image inducer and reveal who he was beneath it all.

Which is right when Scott entered. "Not Logan, Scott."

Kaydin LeGraize has posed:
    "I am afraid they keep the beer out of arms reach. Which is a pity considering I can probably drink buckets of the stuff and not get drunk. Super metabolism." Kaydin says as he sips his soda and he pours a soda and moves over to 'Logan' "Here." He says as he as he offers the guy a soda. "I met the real logan, he gave me and my girlfriend at the time a beer in his cabin. Its also where we met Rogue." He says calmly before looking to Scott. "Hey." He says as he blurs back behind the soda bar and begins to start pouring out sodas with everyone's requests.

Deadpool has posed:
'Logan' on the floor remarks, "I have so much to say right now but it would break character and I am nothing if not a method actor," he says, clearly breaking character to do so. The electromagnetic pulse does hit the image inducer, though it doesn't fry it, it does cause a reboot of the object. Which means Deadpool appears fully. He's armed and loaded: swords, guns, and more.

"I'm here to follow up on the assassination teacher job," Deadpool says to Scott cheerfully. "Can we stop with sticking me to the floor for maybe two minutes, because I have to piss. I'd like to go do that and then I'll resume laying here and we can continue my interview/Logan audition?" Deadpool asks. He looks at the soda Kaydin gave him, but just sets it on the carpet near his face. And then goes limp on the floor, as if fully defeated.

Storm has posed:
"Well he looks like Logan. But he doesn't /talk/ like Logan. Can someone please explain to me why he looks like Logan?" Ororo seems a little preturbed by the fact that she can't just suss it all out without an explanation. Not that it's out of the realm of 'normal' for the mansion. For Xavier's, this is just sort of like...Tuesday. Which indeed it seems to be. "I was also unaware that we had an opening for an assassination cl--"

Then Logan becomes Wade. "Ah..." she breathes. Enough said.

Cyclops has posed:
    Scott looks to Lorna and turns his head with his eyebrows furrowing out of view behind the glasses he is forced to wear. "Not Logan? Then who is it? And how can you tell? He looks just like the man." The X-man notes, but then he looks to Kaydin, "Don't drink buckets of beer while you're a student here. Don't drink any beer while you're a student here." Scott says with a look to the speedster, the ... other speedster in the room does get a glance as well, but no words are spoken to Pietro.

    Now Scott addresses Wade fully, after the ripple in the image inducer. "We don't have an assassination class." Scott says answering both Storm and Wade as he steps up and crouches down at his knees to put his face closer to Wade's, "Why do you think we have an assassination class, and more so, why do you think the position is vacant?"

Quicksilver has posed:
Pietro just rubs his forehead. "I....highlyu doubt there's such a thing as a assassination cla-" then it seems Scott takes the lead there, and he zooms back to his feet, looking at Scott. "Don't tell me that you're seriously considering it." he looks to Deadpool...and he tilts his head. He sighs. "He's really goin' for it."

Polaris has posed:
Lorna huffed a breath, crossing her arms as she eyed the true shape of Wade as the image inducer turned off and everyone could see him. She made a face as Wade asked to be let up, and her gaze swung to Scott, an eyebrow arched in question. "Well? Do you want him up or down?" She glanced then to Ororo and nodded as the other woman finally caught up with the oddity that was Wade's presence in the mansion.

"Like I said, fully armed and suited up. I don't know him, and took him as a threat when he rolled in behind the couch where the kids had been." She pursed her lips, looking to Pietro then Scott with a furrow of her eyebrows.

Deadpool has posed:
"How could you not have that position?! There should be one," Deadpool says, as if entirely surprised. "That's like not having math. One two, pew pew." The same thing.

He pulls one hand in slowly to set it under his chin so that he can look back at Scott. Some of his expression is masked (ha ha) by his mask, but his hopeful smile projects through it. There's no signs of aggression from his physical behavior.

"What else could Logan have been doing here? One-liners-101? I would also excel at that. So long as it follows up with stabbing. I LIKE stabbing," Deadpool says with a warmth and almost frenzy in his voice of how dear the subject is to him. "But I can keep it down to a dull roar of like stabbing cake, in front of students. And no fucking flying fuck fucks." A pause. "By that I mean swearing in front of students, I will bleep and shit. Even if they've heard it all anyway from Logan."

"I might go down if you just ask," Wade says overly happily to Lorna. "Consent is a big deal to me."

"Also I really do have to pee. This suit doesn't cover that."

Cyclops has posed:
    Scott nods once, quickly in response to Lorna, before he answers, "Keep him down, everyone else, keep the students out." Scott says. He looks to Pietro from behind those red lenses and says nothing to the man's assumptions.

    Scott turns his gaze back to Wade and squints, again, behind his glasses, "Oh, the wood floors can be cleaned." He isn't phased by Deadpool's complaints, "Tell us what you know about Logan..."

    There the thesis of Scott's odd questions seems to take shape. "Can we get a telepath in here too?" Scott asks of no one specifically.

Storm has posed:
"There's not really any reason to restrain him. I don't believe him to be a danger to the school. And for God's sake, let the man go and relieve himself. We aren't savages." Storm narrows her eyes. "You might just make sure he returns when he comes back out, because I don't exactly trust him not to wander off. Attention span of a gnat, this one..."

Kaydin LeGraize has posed:
    "I say let the man go pee. Surely there is a right to urinate somewhere in the bill of rights." He says as he sips his soda and watches Deadpool. "If nothing else throw him in the woods to relieve himself." KAydin says as he looks to storm and offers her a soda. He then turns to Scott next to see if he wanted one.

Polaris has posed:
A frown and Lorna looked between Scott and Ororo, her weight shifting on her booted feet as she tried to figure out what she should or shouldn't do. A grimace twisted her lips and she kept up the magnetic forces pinning Wade in place for another moment, two. Before she pressed harder on the weapons, pushing them down briefly for barely a heart beat, or two. Perhaps it was a warning, perhaps it was just a little spiteful. She then let up entirely, stepping back as she let her powers fall away.

"I can sense you no matter where in the Mansion you go, Wade. Particularly with all those weapons." Her gaze swung back to Scott, and she pursed her lips together.

"I'm not cleaning up a mess if he pisses himself. If he moves anywhere else, I can throw him through the roof if needed." She offered in her defense for not following Scott's orders.

Deadpool has posed:
"I don't want to piss while eight people are staring at me, this is not MY flavor of performance art," Deadpool teases Scott in return. "Even if I /would/ smell more like Logan. For fuck sake, be a mutant pal. Yes, sooooo harmless. Yay! Please listen to Oreo." Sorry-not-sorry Ororo. He points at her a little. Ideally everyone will look at her.

And then he's mushed on the ground. "Oooph. My spleen," Deadpool grunts, but recovers oddly quickly, once released. He hops to his feet with an acrobatic pulse of hip and legs, instantly up. He's fast. It may be a first clue that he's probably pretty awful in combat.

"Okay! Be back. Just number one, but this shit does not have a fly, so give me a minute," Wade says, trotting off immediately. He knows where the restroom is. There's a prancing familiarity to his motion and knowing wave of hand to all of them as he disappears into the bathroom.

Cyclops has posed:
    Scott looks back at Storm and frowns but he stands up, just as Lorna releases her magnokinetic hold on Wade's weapons, allowing him to rise. But he doesn't even get a chance to speak as Wade does his thing and tralalalalas out of the room.

    Scott slowly lowers his head and raises his hand until they meet with a resounding SLUP. "Why are we even entertaining the idea of letting that maniac walk around our school? Especially when students are present?" Scott asks of the whole room.

Storm has posed:
" He has been here before. Numerous times," Ororo replies. "He may not be an ideal role model for students, but he has also never proven to be a danger to them. We try to help troubled mutants. To help reform them. We do not have the reputation of throwing them to the wolves to continue their misguided way. Do you disagree?"

Kaydin LeGraize has posed:
    "The worst thing he can do is shoot us, and I am fast enough to catch bullets. I actually got a collection gathering." Kaydin says as he looks to Ororo and he nods. "What she said...Speaking of which anyone seen Miss Grey? I need to talk to her about getting my paint back."

Polaris has posed:
Lorna didn't wait as Wade pranced off for the bathroom, she followed, her arms crossed as the heels of her boots clicked after. Her gaze swung back to Scott and she shook her head. "I don't plan to. It's why I'm following him. If he needs to use the bathroom, he can use it. I don't know who he is, and as Ororo said, we don't torture people." She paused only another beat and nodded once.

"He's got metal weapons. I can handle him. Bullets too." She added and made to march off after Wade to guard the bathroom door from curious students that might try to interact with Wade or rather allow him to interact with the students.

Cyclops has posed:
    "We don't have that reputation no Ororo, but we also have an obligation to not bring the wolves into the building! Especially derranged wolves with blood lusts and ... quips." Scott snarls and recoils at the notion. Scott nods at Lorna as she walks off and crosses his own arms, smearing the oil that was on his chest with a frown and a deeper frown towards Kaydin, "You will have to talk to Miss Grey yourself about that one, and no I haven't seen her."

Deadpool has posed:
So, Lorna can sense what he does in the bathroom. He does use the restroom after taking a bunch of his gear down. He also gets distracted with his phone for a while, playing with it: looking at Instagram or whatever. If he talks to himself (yes, he is doing that) it won't be something Lorna would know about, though, so let's spare the group that spam. He's not in a hurry, just relaxed about the whole thing. He spends a while in front of the mirror pacing around and gesturing in a manner consistent with practicing for a job interview.

Storm has posed:
"Here is the crux of the question," observes Ororo quietly as Wade's incessant burbling at his phone continues in the background. "If he came here for a job interview, and seems intent on completing one, why not give him one? Ask questions. Learn things. Away from students, as you suggest. Let him interview, and tell him we will get back to him. Everyone wins. No one gets hurt. And we learn things. If he doesn't get one, I feel it is only going serve to complicate your plans further."

Polaris has posed:
Lorna stood, arms crossed and leaning against the wall opposite of the bathroom door. She clicked her booted feet against the wooden floor, tapping repeatedly in impatience as she waited for whatever Wade was doing in the bathroom to exit. She kept her senses trained on the weapons, and the faint electro-static signature that Wade naturally gave off as a living creature moving about the tiny hall bathroom.

The green haired woman kept her guard seriously, even as she listened with half an ear to the conversation going down in the rec room not too far away and for any students that might wander by. A few she waved back, a deadly serious expression on her features as she chased a few curious ones back down the hall with her look.

Deadpool has posed:
"Heeeey guys--- gal," Wade calls from the bathroom, strolling out. He finds Lorna is there but is not surprised. He offers her an arm, to escort her back down the hall in a gentlemanly manner. "So I have a target that appeared and I gots to make the /big money/, so I gotta go do that instead of laying on your floor. So let's wrap this up, I'm a busy murder-hobo," chatters the merc while still fiddling with his phone with other hand.

"Oh! I forgot, my resume does need to say that I nearly won a world combat championship this year. I would have won if I'd kept my puppies. That's important to note. I can teach self-defense too. I'm more versatile and FAR more social than Logan. It's like a super win for everybody. I have experience teaching my cancer kids how to never give up on life and to kick its teeth in when it says they can't do something."

The little noises the phone make prove that he is playing some kind of game, not actually on a forum for assassins.

Cyclops has posed:
    Scott rolls his eyes behind the ruby glass he has between him and the world. "That's a shame. Glad to have you out, we'll certainly call you back but after we can get through the rest of the applicants." Scott says with a glance to the rest of the team inside the rec room. With his hands he tries to motion to Lorna to guide the merc out of the school.

Kaydin LeGraize has posed:
    "And here I was looking forward to you teaching us how to be murder hobos, Wade." Kaydin says as he sips his soda and he looks to Ororo. "So what now?" He asks as he looks between her and Scott. "Do you want me to go to my room? because It seems like everyone and their uncle comes to our rec room." He says calmly.

Polaris has posed:
Lorna decidedly did //not// accept the arm, though she walked close enough by Wade that it might as well not matter in the long run. She scowled at him, arms still crossed as he spoke of going off to do some kind of a job. She tuned out the rest of what the man had to say, an expression of vague attention remaining. She'd practiced that a good deal when in Genosha over the past year. Nothing like politics in Genosha to teach someone how to look like they were paying attention without actually doing so.

Scott's words and more over, his gesture deepened the frown from her and she bit back a sigh.

"Yeah. Shame. I'll walk you out." She managed, her voice flat.

Storm has posed:
"Be safe, Wade," Storm says, seemingly in earnest. "And try to remember to do the right thing, anytime a situation presents itself. We are more than a rest stop."

Deadpool has posed:
"I will give you private lessons, my speedy Soda-obsessed little friend!" Wade assures Kaydin brightly, hardly put off by any of it. He does orient on Scott some. "I feel like we're finally bonding. Not a rest stop? Aw. Maybe I should stay. I mean, I don't do every single job. I can prioritize helping the childrens," Wade offers, in his most generous and best voice.

"And hey, let me use my thingy, so we don't frighten them with my face," Wade says, gesturing to his head or mask in a rough way. "It's all messed up," he complains, fiddling with the image inducer. The reboot sequence is annoying. "Nooooo, it's updating. I hate that. I do not need new software updates," complains Wade.

Deadpool walks nowhere, so Lorna will end up escorting nobody, if she tries to lead the way.

Deadpool has posed:
"Well, if we're going to have to wait, I'll also reboot my-----," Deadpool says, fiddling with his gear, and abruptly, is gone, as his teleporter cues off from a mistake.

Polaris has posed:
Lorna didn't lead, she stood just off to the side, waiting for Wade to leave and meaning to follow him to the door and then to the car or drive. Whichever he meant to take to leave the Mansion grounds properly. She wasn't about to risk any of the students coming in contact with the strange man, which might have been over protective or her.. but worth it she felt. At least.. that had been the intention, before the man vanished.

She blinked, stepping back as her gaze swung to Scott and then to Storm.

"I'm not dealing with him again."