6757/Da brief debrief

Da brief debrief
Date of Scene:	04 March 2019
Location:	Xavier's School, Westchester, New York
Synopsis:	Cannonball and Wolfsbane stop by to check on Erika.
Cast of Characters:	Cannonball, Souvenir, Wolfsbane

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Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie will come to Erika's door. He knocks gently on it, to see if she is here, and if she is willing to see anyone letting her not respond if she is not ready for people.

Souvenir has posed:
Erika Kristasdottir's door is open, letting the soft scent of clover and warm air waft out into the hall. The lights are on. The dark metallic sounds of Tool drift out the door from the computer speakers.

Inside, Erika is sitting on the floor in leggings and a T-shirt, bandages on her arms, gloves, and some wrapping over her elbows. She's in damned close to a full split, stretching out against a wall, counting to herself. She arches her back back to look over at the door at the knock. "Door's open."

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie steps in and says "Hey, Ah thought I would come by and see how your doing. Looks like they got ya bandaged up pretty good." He will make sure not to touch thing in her room.

Souvenir has posed:
Erika Kristasdottir twists to work on a front split. "Yeah, but people are probably gonna think I'm a cutter for awhile. Not like it doesn't fit the whole image and all, but you know. I don't."

She deepens the stretch a bit more, frowning at the strain. "I looked up how to escape from a zip tie online, but I got creeped out and had to close it. That's probably going to take a couple weeks to get over." She sighs, having dealt with this sort of thing before.

"James complimented me on trying to get free, that was nice. It didn't /work/, but like, did you see the guy?"

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie says, "James? Yea, i fought him when we came for you, but Ah have known him for a decent amount of times. He and his team used to be my teams main rivals. It is still sorta hard t believe he went there. AH am sorry it took us so long to find ya.""

Souvenir has posed:
Erika Kristasdottir sighs and gets out of her stretch, then does an extreme back bend and looks at you upside down, taking a couple steps back and forth. "He kept apologizing and telling me I was just the bait. Like that makes anything better." She sighs. "He didn't do anything to me other than keep me tied up, though. He had me really tied up tight, is all."

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie says, "Do you remember anyhting of what happened when you came out of the bunker wearing the bandanna?" He will ask her, leaning abit against the door frame."

Souvenir has posed:
Erika Kristasdottir hmmms, twisting around and standing up, stretching her shoulders out. "I remember what I said, kind've. I don't remember why I said it. It's all a little bit hazy. Nonsense words and then some stuff about dying and stuff. Like I was watching it on a shakycam movie screen." She frowns a little. "You can come in, you know. Look around. I don't bite."

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie chuckles, a bit and will step inside, and says "That was how his brother died, he was one of the x-men, joined when Logan, Piotr, Kurt and Ororo juined up. He died on their second mission Ah believe."

Souvenir has posed:
"Yeah, I gathered a bit of that." Erika Kristasdottir gestures around the room. "Home sweet home. Minis, souvenir stash, game books, my boxes of locks, oh, if you get a chance to pick up new combination locks sometimes, I have to change them out.. I'm probably going to end up with some handcuffs and zip-ps in here eventually or something.."

Small stutter on trying to say 'zip ties'. "Might end up with some even weirder and more incriminating stuff in here eventually. That should be fun to explain. Think I can get into, like, stage magic lessons or something as a cover?"

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie says, "If we can find one in town sure, Ah don't know anyone on premisis except maybe gambit might know some for the whole skill set, but doubt he would ever admit it even if he does." He will Maybe some books on locksmithing as well.""

Souvenir has posed:
Erika Kristasdottir nods. "I picked up a couple books on picking locks. It's actually real easy to learn, and it's kinda relaxing. I just sit there fiddling with the thing for awhile exploring how the lock is put together with my fingers for a bit. I haven't tried anything crazy like safes though, just like, regular stuff from Home Depot. I'm probably stupid slow compared to Gambit, but hey, it's a hobby. That, like, I don't talk about much. I'm going to have to ask him about traps, because I feel like I totally got jumped in the park. It sucked."

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie hmms and says "Would probably count more as an ambush than a trap, but Ah can see what you mean. Think may need to start some kind sign in sign out, so I know if someone aint showed up at the end of the day. don't want to have to do bed checks or anything like that."

Souvenir has posed:
Erika Kristasdottir nods, "Sure. I'm fine with that. And it's totally reasonable to put that in as policy, when you say 'Hey, one of the students got kidnapped, you mind checking in and out?' I mean, waiting sucked." She slides down into a bit of a lunge and starts stretching her ankles a bit in the middle of the room.

"Maybe we can have a talent show or something? That way I can cover all the weird stuff as, you know, stage magic stuff. Oh! Kamala wishes she could take classes here, but she's closeted with her family. Not sure how that gets dealt with."

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie 's brow raises and says "Well is she a mutant? He will ask as he is not sure, and adds "Closeted powered, Ah take is what you mean?" he will ask her. "A Talent show, if we can get some interest maybe we could do something like that."

Wolfsbane has posed:
There comes a knock at the door, somewhere in the middle of the conversation so far. It's Wolfsbane, dressed per usual, resting a shoulder against the frame as she squints in the direction of the music, then the other two. "Whit have I missed so far?"

Souvenir has posed:
Erika Kristasdottir nods. "Well, I'm pretty sure they wouldn't be cool with the two of us either, but yeah, she's a mutant." To the best of both of their knowledge, anyway.

"Awesomeness. That gives me an excuse for some of the weird stuff I want to be working on. Plus, I want to work on some acting. Heya!"

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie looks over from not to far in the room, and says "Hey, stopped by to check on how Erika was doing and seems pretty good. We have had a student or two whose parent's did not know they were a mutant so might be workable.

Wolfsbane has posed:
Wolfsbane missed whatever was said about some talent show, but she stays in the doorway and takes a few seconds to listen to the music, apparently not finding it to her liking given the mild expression she shows. Or, it could be for something else. "How are ye? Are ye doing all right?" Sam may have just covered it, but she'll hear it from Erika's mouth primarily. "Whit happened back there was bad."

Souvenir has posed:
"Yeah, other than the hurt arms and being freaked out by plastic fasteners for the moment. I was pretty stiff and sore earlier, but I took a really hot shower and I've been stretching out a lot, and I feel a lot better now."

Erika Kristasdottir rolls her neck a bit. "James was super apologetic the whole time. Kept talking about how I was just the bait. Those zzzz.. The ties really hurt, though." She winces. "Sorry, it's like.. just been a day. It's probably going to take a few days for the freak-out to fade down."

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie nods, and says "You take your time, all you need, it could not have been a fun thing. We have ben captured by people in the past but not quite the same. " He will admit, and says "You will be glad to know Doogie did well helping save ya."

Wolfsbane has posed:
"I hope he doesnae think just saying 'I'm sorry' is enough," Wolfsbane says, and here is where they might catch some of the hurt and disappointment in her words, her tone. "We go back tae when we were New Mutants an' he was wi' th' Hellions, an' he never showed any signs o' being th' sort tae do this. He can say how sorry he is all he likes, but th' fact remains he put ye in danger an' nearly killed all o' us, all because he acted like a daft child."

She clenches a fist, then consciously rubs her hand to relax it, and to an extent, herself. "I truly hope he's remorseful, because he's go' a lot o' making up tae do if he's really as sorry as he says. He put us all in great danger. I thought he was better than this, but I guess I didna know him like I thought I did."

Souvenir has posed:
"I guess it's better if you fought back? And James thought I did pretty much everything I could to fight him off. he was impressed. Not that it HELPED, because like.. You've seen him. I thought he was like, Colossus's evil twin or something for a second. But still."

Erika Kristasdottir brightens up. "I SAW! He had me stuck in front of a bunch of monitors. At least until Kamala went down, then I couldn't look..." Small uncomfortable pause with a swallow. "Doogie was a total badass! I'm gonna need to brag him up next time I see him. Is Scott okay? I mean, I didn't hear anything, and nobody has told me anything. And.. Yeah. that was so messed up. I don't think I can look at the guy without freaking out for awhile. just, like.. I was expecting that to go so much worse for me."

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie nods, and says "Scott's in the med lab, looks like he is going to be ok. Ah plan on going down and having a talk with James soon, Ah want to understand it. Loosing someone, it can be hard, and Ah reckon having someone to hate and blame, maybe that makes the hurt less, but he is better than that. Heck even his brother told him that through ya. Part of me wants to say he had to be being controlled but the way he came down after you sorta channeled his brother, well, Ah don't think he was being controlled.

Wolfsbane has posed:
Wolfsbane admits, "I still dinna much understand whit happened back there. His brother spoke through ye because ye had his headband on?" She leaves Sam's explanation of Scott's condition to suffice, coming to cross her arms in front of her. "I know losing someone is hard, but he reacted well beyond anything normal. I thought he had more honor than tha'. Right noo I'm no' so sure he's better than tha', Sam." It sounds like someone's got some serious making up to do.

Souvenir has posed:
Erika Kristasdottir nods. "Well yeah. I mean, I can't argue with any of that. And, um, yeah. If I dig really deep into a souvenir, I kind of.. end up in the background behind the stuff in the souvie that I can't make sense of. So it basically posesses me. Like a.. seance, kind of thing."

"From what I heard, I was guessing his brother wouldn't be too happy with him, especially when I picked up death trauma in the headband and got a couple of the details from it. Trauma like that sometimes flashes back at me when I tap a souvie."

She shrugs a bit and starts stretching her shoulders a bit. Creaky from being tied to a post. "I figured the worst that could happen would be he'd jump in on James's side and you'd have to take down my teeny-bopper unpowered, unarmed ass too, and that didn't seem too likely. And even then I probably could have kicked him out."

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie looks over and says "Ah aint saying he is to be forgiven easy, but hoping this puts him back on the right track again. And Ah do sorta remember you giving someone who attacked ya te first time ya met a second chance in the past, and Ah hope ya consider that turning out ok firetop."

Wolfsbane has posed:
"Ye've proven yuirself since then, Sam," Wolfsbane murmurs, fixing the man from Kentucky - no longer a boy - with a mild frown. "An' ye were tricked. I never thought ye really meant tae hurt us. This is different, but..ye're right. I never said we couldnae hear him oot."

She merely nods slowly to Erika's further, deeper explanation. She still may not entirely understand how that works, but it did in the end. "I'm just glad we got oot o' there in one piece, even if Mister Summers is banged up."

Souvenir has posed:
Erika Kristasdottir sighs. "..yeah.. That was scary. I wasn't sure what all else I could have done there." She sighs some. "He was making land mines while I was tied up in front of me. Like, yikes. I need to find J too, and I don't know. I can't give her a hug probably, I end up with a face full of collar and brainasplode. Sucks."

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie 's phone beeps as he starts to say something He looks at it "Sorry gotta take this." and he steps outside

Wolfsbane has posed:
Wolfsbane sidesteps to let Sam go, since she was blockiing the door. "Sometimes I hate phones," she mumbles, shaking her head before rolling her shoulders in a shrug. Back to Erika, she checks over the roar - to her - of the music, "Are ye gaunae be all right? If there's anything ye want tae get off yuir chest, I can listen."

Souvenir has posed:
Erika Kristasdottir hmmms. "I'm not sure, it's all a jumbled up mess. And like.. You're cool, but I don't know what we have in common yet so I can know what to ask? That doesn't make much sense, I guess. I feel like I need a map of that place now so I can go over the attack a couple times. I do that with miniatures in here, I mean, I did it more before Sam signed me up with a few gazillion Danger Room sessions to get my ass kicked but you know."

She shivers a bit. "How do you deal with seeing stuff like that happening? You know, like... after. like now. Do you do anything to make the jumpy nervous creepies go away faster?"

Wolfsbane has posed:
Wolfsbane nods slowly, in understanding. It can be tough to discuss things with someone you don't know well yet, and Rahne would know all about keeping some things to herself. "Tha's fair, an' I'll no' push. It sounds like ye already have an idea o' whit ye want tae do tae cope, a little." Hands remain close to herself, the wolfen woman taking up a spot in the doorway again, inside yet outside at the same time.

"For me, when I need tae clear muh head, I like tae go for a run by muhself in th' woods. Things are simpler tha' way, an' I can usually come back feeling better, but there are some nightmares tha' never fully go away."

After a moment, the Scottish mutant rubs the back of her neck, admitting, "Maybe tha's whit happened wi' Proudstar."

Souvenir has posed:
Erika Kristasdottir ohs. "Yeah, probably. I didn't.. exactly dig into what he was thinking much. He doesn't talk much."

"Anyways, yeah, I hear you on the running thing. I was too achy to want to run today, so I stretched out. And, um." She bites her lip. "And I picked a bunch of locks." She blushes a bit. Because THAT'S not going to get people to look at her funny, right?

"Gambit showed me how, and I started practicing with them, and, like.. It's kind of soothing. Just, like.. I don't want to start getting blamed every time somebody misplaces their stuff, so I can't exactly do it on the bus. But I went through my whole box twice trying to get my brain to shut up." She gestures at two plastic boxes. They're not small boxes.

Wolfsbane has posed:
"I get being sore, aye," Wolfsbane nods, though her brows scrunch together. "Ye picked a bunch o' locks? Whit locks?" That probably comes in as a rather unexpected thing to hear out of the blue and she adds, "I could see it helping ye get oot o' a bind, but I'd be careful how much ye look tae learn from Gambit." Seems she only trusts the thief from the Bayou up to a point.

She nods pointedly at the mention of blame if something goes missing, saying, "Just be careful wi' tha'. An' whit's this about boxes?" Looking in their direction, she peers to see what may or may not be visible from where she stands.

Souvenir has posed:
Erika Kristasdottir shrugs a bit. "Yeah, I know, just like.. I want to be able to help, and I'm never going to be able to charge in like everybody else was. I mean, it's just never going to happen. I can be less of a liability is all. So like, Andrea had the idea that I can bluff my way around, get pictures and grab things or something. I dunno. I need to do SOMETHING. I got grabbed kind of because I was the harmless one, it seems like."

She looks at the ground. "Like, scary stuff happens and I want to be good enough to do something about it. I don't know why."

Wolfsbane has posed:
Wolfsbane rubs the neck again, this time followed by an ear. "Ye want tae help because it's in yuir nature tae. But, dinna take this th' wrong way because I dinna know ye verra well yet, but yuir powers are no' th' kind tha' always make sense tae have ye in th' middle o' any fighting. I've go' muh senses, more speed an' strength, an' I can surprise people when I shift. Sam can blast through th' air an' become invulnerable. Roberto can take energy from th' sun an' get super strong. Dani can pull visions from people's minds an' Shan can possess people mentally. Noo, aye, we all learned how tae fight an' Dani also knew how tae hunt for example, but some o' us are better off no' on any front lines. Where we just were, most o' us wid lose oot tae guns an' bullets an' bombs. I was just trying tae use muh speed an' stealth tae slip in if I could."

Bringing it back around to Erika, she points at her. "I know ye want tae help, but wi' whit ye can do, ye may no' always have something ye can..I guess..get in order tae help. I mean, I know Proudstar's brother spoke through ye an' all, an' I know ye can gain some abilities from whit ye touch, but it's important ye're able tae defend yuirself in a basic way aside from any o' tha'." She stops talking for a few moments after asking, "Am I making any sense, or did tha' all just come oot as senseless babbling?"

Souvenir has posed:
Erika Kristasdottir sighs a bit and pulls off one of her gloves, holding up her hand. It's a bit callused from pounding on hard targets. She drops into stance and runs through a couple of basic attacks that she practices a lot, then puts the glove back on with a shiver.

"I know, that's why I have been lifting weights, beating on bags, getting thrown around the room, doing wind sprints and laps in the pool and stuff since like, last summer. More than everybody else does, anyways. And like, I know I can't do much in the thick of stuff. So I am trying for the back end stuff."

Wolfsbane has posed:
"They'll help ye find yuir place here if ye really want tae be involved," Wolfsbane explains. "For noo, ye're on th' right path wi' yuir training an' practice. We got intae our share o' trouble as students," and here she clears her throat in an obvious way, "but most o' th' time we didna exactly go looking for it." Maybe it's just expected, something that comes with the territory.

"Keep doing whit ye're doing an' try tae be patient." She saw the hand, drawing a faint grimace, and she asks, "I know Rogue's power lets her gain th' memories an' abilities o' whoever she touched. Have ye talked tae her a' all?"

Souvenir has posed:
Erika Kristasdottir nods. "Yeah. I like her. Haven't talked with her enough, but like, similar stuff and all. Kitty gets confused between us though. She tried to pull her collar up and give me a hug and like, it's totally opposite for me."

She hrms. "I don't thing Jean has a very good idea of what I do, though. She grumps at me for stuff I can't even help sometimes. I'm almost afraid to talk with her. I think it's because like, we both do psychic stuff, but she does completely different stuff? And like, it seems like it should match up, but it doesn't?"

Wolfsbane has posed:
Wolfsbane looks down at her claws, picking at a few. "Psychic stuff is..different. It's no' th' same for everyone who has it. Maybe Jean's just trying tae figure it oot an' she's no' there yet. We dinna talk verra much either." It's the best explanation she can offer for the moment, a shake of the head following. "So it's just from things ye pick up or touch, ye said?"

Souvenir has posed:
Erika Kristasdottir nods. "It's all skin contact, yeah. Then everything hits me in this incoherent rush, and then it sorts and gets filed away and behaves, and then I can open it up when I need it. Then it's like.. a thumb drive, I have to keep touching it or it goes away. Sucks when people throw paper airplanes at the back of my head, I get the brainasplode from the paper, then the paper falls down."

She grumps, obviously having had that happen a few times. Hmph. The whole whimpering and twitching thing probably makes it even funnier for whoever does it. "They get in trouble when they get caught, but still."

Wolfsbane has posed:
"An' how long does it last, again? When ye, I guess, get th' kind o' contact ye need?" Wolfsbane asks, seeking to figure out what kind of timeframe Erika usually has to work with something. "Like, is..John still in yuir head a' all, or when did tha' stop?" Try as she might, she can't quiet hide a small snrfle sort of sound at the paper airplane story. "Sorry, I'm sure it's no' funny tae ye, but it sounds funny."

Souvenir has posed:
Erika Kristasdottir tilts her head. "As soon as I dropped the headband, he was gone. I won't be able to do that again with that headband, either. Not unless the guy comes back from the grave and puts it back on for a few seconds. Plus, like, it's kind of tiring, like typing a term paper? After a couple hours of that, my brain just feels like mush."

She frowns in annoyance. "Yeah, laugh it up, just hope nobody finds out you do something like act weird if you get a face full of catnip or something."

Wolfsbane has posed:
Wolfsbane nods, the explanation covering it for her. "So ye get..whitever there is tae get from something, an' it's like ye empty tha' oot unless it's used again." A slightly better understanding rounds into view for her, though her lips draw a little thin at the mention of someone returning from the grave. "Aye.." she mumbles there, shaking her head before looking mock-offended. "I'm pretty sure catnip does no' work on me."

Souvenir has posed:
Erika Kristasdottir nods, "Yeah, pretty much. There's stuff left, it's just all muddy. So yeah. Anyway, like, I keep a selection of odds and ends on hand for weird stuff, and a few premium souvenirs for a crazy rainy day." She gestures at the wall of marked bins. "Like, I keep a database in case I ever realize I need to know how to speak Portuguese that day or something."

Wolfsbane has posed:
Again, a brief nod as Rahne accepts what's explained to her, and she glances toward the space indicated beore saying, "It sounds like ye've tried tae be prepared, which is good." She then nods toward the hallway after checking the time. "I'm supposed tae be somewhere else in a moment, so I'll leave ye be. Please make sure ye let someone know if ye need anything else, an' get some rest. All right?"

Souvenir has posed:
Erika Kristasdottir smiles some and nods. "Sure.. I need to ask you the questions next time. Like, I feel like everybody gets super interested in what I do? And they never really ask me who I am."

She looks to the side a moment, a bit down, tosses a slight shrug, and then looks back with a smile. "Tell everybody I super, super appreciate them coming to save me, even if I totally zonked all the way home."

Wolfsbane has posed:
"Or ye could just ask Andrea. Apparently she's studied everything about me," Wolfsbane remarks, somewhere in between sounding flattered and more than a little self-conscious about it. "Even if I understand why." Then she lifts a hand for a wave on the way out. "I'll let them know ye're holding up. See ye next time."