6893/Shootin Breezes and Pool Balls

Shootin Breezes and Pool Balls
Date of Scene:	14 March 2019
Location:	Unknown
Synopsis:	Summary needed
Cast of Characters:	Gambit, Iceman, Rage

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Gambit has posed:
Remy LeBeau walks slowly around the pool table eyeing a trick shot he's set up for himself. He point's the cue almost vertical and strikes the ball which curves around three "striped balls to hit the 8 ball in the corner. He gives himself a satisfied smile, taking a deep drink from a glass bottle of coke.

Iceman has posed:
Entering the rec room Bobby Drake takes a look around, making a note of what's going on before his gaze settles on Remy and the game he's playing, "Hey man. How's it going?" The young teacher approaches the pool table to get a better look, "Nice shot." Not spending much time at the pool table, Ice Man makes his way towards the fridge to grab himself a refreshing soft drink, making sure it's cool enough with a little taste of his powers.

Rage has posed:
Heading into the rec room is Andrea, who just got out of a shower after a five a.m. workout. She's dressed in a baggy Xavier's sweater and a pair of dark blue jeggings with her hair tied up into a high ponytail. The popstar gives a pause as she spies the pair of instructors, lifting a hand to give a wave. Arching her back to pop a few joints loudly, she swings her arms back and forth to loosen them up. "Morning."

Gambit has posed:
Remy LeBeau looks up and gives Bobby a bit of a grin, "Ey dare Bobby.." he says picking up the rack from it's slot in the table and beginning and gathering the balls still on the table with it first, then filling it with the balls he'd already shot. When Andrea walks in he gives her that wicked smile he seems to give anyone with a double X chromosome, eight ti eighty. "'Ey dare chere, yah look comfortable... Anyone foh a game?"

Iceman has posed:
"Good morning," Bobby says to Andrea with a grin. "How are you?" he asks with a friendly, genuine tone of voice. As he's still at the fridge he offers, "Can I get you anything?"

Then Remy's proposing a game. Bobby thinks about it for a moment before he shrugs his shoulders, "I'll play you. Got some time before I need to worry about classes this morning. Geometry's not usually my thing, but a little practice can't hurt."

Rage has posed:
That smile from Remy causes Andrea's brows to rise upwards, one ticking higher than the other. Her dark eyes skim him for a moment before she gives a glance to Bobby. "Good morning Mister Drake. I'm doing okay. Just up early as usual for my routines and figured I would take a peek to see if anyone else was up and about. Was hoping to find a jogging buddy this morning but it seems that most of my team decided to sleep in."

Reaching back behind her, Andrea tugs the pony tail to let the damp hair flop against her shoulders. "You two play, I'll fetch myself a water." She says as she strides with that usual grace that comes from being a natural born predator. Opening the fridge, she plucks out a bottle and twists the cap off, followed by a sip. "I /hope/ Geometry is your thing, sir, I spent all night cramming for your exam." She says with an amused grin.

Gambit has posed:
Remy LeBeau grins at Bobby as he quickly reorders the balls, tightens the rack and puts it away, letting the younger X-Man select a cue. "Ah racked 'em, yah smack 'em." He says casually "Oh Ah'm not up dis early chere, Ah'm up dis /late/." He says shrugging and leaning back agienst a wall to give Iceman plenty of room.

Iceman has posed:
At Andrea's comment Bobby gives the young woman a smile, carrying his drink towards the pool table to get set up to play, "Let me try to lie to the man, lull him into a false sense of security." His tone shows amusement as he grabs a cue and gets behind the cue ball.

"Alright, Remy. Time to see if I got it," Ice Man says as he positions himself, carefully lining up his shot before breaking with a smooth, confident motion. The balls scatter across the table, leaving them at decent distances from one another.

Rage has posed:
"You are such a great example for the student body, Mister LeBeau." Andrea says with a soft laugh under her breath as she stands off to the side to watch the pair play. As she sips at the water, her eyes track the movements of the balls across the pool table as Bobby scatters them with the first tap of the ball. Her head tilts one way, then slips her phone out of her pocket to give a casual glance down at the screen to work through her calandar.

Gambit has posed:
Remy LeBeau grins a bit and stage whispers towards Andrea, "Says de man who is playin' agienst someone whose power is all about Kinetic energy... yah know putting t'ings in motion?" he offers as he stands and surveys the table. He pockets an easy shot on the nine ball in the side, then the 14 in the corner, but misses the 12 down table. At Andrea's comment he just grins, "Ah'm proud ta say dat Ah've pretty much excised every redeemin' quality Ah've evah 'ad chere." he says with a smirk.

Iceman has posed:
With a soft chuckle Bobby finds his place at the table again. He quickly sinks his first shot, leaving himself well positioned for a follow up. Boom. That one goes in as well. The third shot isn't as pretty, however, narrowly going in but leaving no real shots. With a frown on his face Bobby makes an attempt anyway, missing his shot narrowly. "I gotta start looking out more than one shot ahead. I hate letting my opponent get a turn in."

Gambit has posed:
Remy LeBeau raises an eyebrow at that, smirking slightly, "Yah wouldn' wanna put some money on it, would yah mon ami?" he asks with a wicked crocodile smile to Bobby. He pockets the easy shot Bobby left him, the ball rolling into position to shoot another. He makes a face at it and does shoot /at/ that ball, but the ball instead hovers over the pocket without falling... the cueball meanwhile flows dow the table, wedging itself between the rail and the eight ball.

Rage has posed:
As she watches the pair, Andrea taps along her phone with her thumbs quickly, glancing down at it now and again with a low hum in her throat. "I'll admit, I'm curious to know who'd win if you guys were both trying instead of playing softball." She drawls out as she leans back against another table. "I've never played pool myself. I wouldn't even know how to hold the stick proper."

Gambit has posed:
Remy LeBeau gives Andrea a wicked smirk and shakes his head, "Please chere, don' leave me a line like dat... Not when Ah am datin' a woman who c'n rip off mah arms and beat me wit' de wet ends at least." He says teasingly, leaning agienst the wall to let Bobby study the table and the lack of positioning the Cajun left him.

Rage has posed:
"I'm a seventeen year old girl and a student at the school Mister LeBeau. Making sex jokes in front of me is crude, especially when I do not find them to be funny." Andrea says with a sip of her water. "And also, because /I/ can tear you apart and drag your entrails around the forest like Christmas tinsel if you even so much as wink in my direction, or make another comment like that around me. Am I making myself clear?" Her eyes give a narrow in his direction, her tone stoic and lacking of any teasing. The wolf within has bristled it's way to the surface beneath her skin. "It's not appropriate."

Gambit has posed:
Remy LeBeau raises an eyebrow, still seeming fairly amused. "Easy chere, Remy not trying ta steal yah virtue." He says shaking his head, going over to the fridge and fetching another soda.

Rage has posed:
"You wouldn't even on your best day." Andrea says as she gives a glance to Bobby, then heads out of the room as she takes a sip of her water. "I'll see you in class, Mister Drake, then maybe in the DR later. I look forward to acing your geometry test."