7186/Bowling Babes or Gutter Girls

Bowling Babes or Gutter Girls
Date of Scene:	09 April 2019
Location:	Bowling Alley near Xaviers
Synopsis:	Rogue and Kitty are joined at the bowling alley by Peter Parker and Negasonic. Rogue wiggles her butt, as usual.
Cast of Characters:	Rogue, Shadowcat, Spider-Man, Negasonic Teenage Warhead

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Rogue has posed:
The thing about bowling is you usually tend to do it in spurts. One night isn't enough, you end up going for a few weeks before you get sick of it and stop for a year or more. Or at least thats how it goes for Rogue. Of course, when she was a kid, bowling was all there was to do in town. Meridian Mississippi isn't a very big place, but it does have two bowling alleys and they're both right next to bars and one is next to a movie theater! So from ages 12 to around 14 when she skipped out on her aunt's house and took up with Mystique, bowling is usually where Rogue ran off to to go hang out with the older kids and... its actually where she met Cody, which set her whole life into motion.

Today? She's with Kitty and they're both stepping inside the bowling alley in Salem Center, which is much much nicer than both of the ones back in Meridian, Westchseter and all its rich folks after all...

Its not 'Cosmic Bowling' as its in the afternoon and a weekday, but its cheaper at this time so thats a plus!

Rogue steps back over to the table that they'd picked out and she sets down a tray of snack foods and some bubbly sodas she just got out of the fountain. She's wearing a green hoodie over a gray low-cut tanktop that has a picture of Yosemite Sam aiming two big guns out at whoever looks at the shirt. Some jeans and knee high brown leather boots with small heels complete her attire, as does the customary pair of black gloves on her hands. bowling gloves this time! She's definitely turned a few heads already, which she's used to doing. Her brown and white hair tends to do that all by itself, let alone everything else about her.

"Least there's less kids at this hour, and the music's not blasting so loud ya can actually hear yourself think."

Shadowcat has posed:
Kitty Pryde didn't really bowl too much back in Deerfield, Illinois. Too much of Kitty's time was taken up with dance classes, hacking something with her computer. Or building a new computer. But when the two were roomies at Xavier's, Kitty picked up the game enough to have gotten decent at it. She follows Rogue in, wearing a white t-shirt emblazoned with an image of the Milky Way and an arrow pointing to a spot on the outer edge with the words, 'You Are Here'. Also a pair of jeans and her boots that have been shed to be replaced by awful-colored bowling shoes.

Her ponytail sways behind her as she walks over, trying out the shoes. Kitty gives a scandalized gasp. "Oh my god. You just complained about music being too loud. That's it. You're officially old and not-cool now," she says with a sad shake of her head. "April 9, 2027. The day Anna-Marie stopped being cool," she says mournfully before letting out a warm laugh, walking by Rogue and giving her a side-hug that is careful to avoid skin.

"That mirror is such a blessing," Kitty says, glancing at her watch. "I wouldn't even be out of rush hour getting out of the city by now," she comments as she goes over to pick out a ball. She picks one up and then discards it. It's not enough for the ball to be the right weight. It has to look pretty, too.

Rogue has posed:
Its getting warmer outside, but Rogue's got that hoodie on to keep dangerously terrible skin from sucking out anyone's life force, though its unzipped most of the way down to her waistline, only a few inches are actually zipped up. She has to laugh at Kitty's comment to her. "Ya got me..." She says. "But at least let me clarify! What I meeeant is that the music they play here is generally pure ass cause'a all the kids. So its... Taylor Swift'n crap. That kinda stuff, does not deserve t'be loud girl!"

The hug is returned and she then settles in at the chair at the table to pull her boots off and put some bowling shoes on. She bought her own and brought her own, having said on the way over in her car. 'Ain't no way my feet are goin' in their shoes. They're liable t'suck the life outta ME!'

So her boots are set off to the side beneath the table and she ties the bowling shoes that are a lovely shade of green and black. She is sorting out her pantlegs over the shoes as she grins over at Kitty. "That mirror is somethin' else. But honestly? I never used it but a few times. Back then? I didn't wanna go back t'the school, on account'a everything that happened with Remy'n all... I avoided the place quite deliberately. I think Stephen set the mirror up t'just let me know it was there, if I wanted t'use it."

Shadowcat has posed:
Kitty's shoes are a wonderful shade of red, cream, and forest green. If they were a little larger, Bozo might have considered them. The benefit of the colors though is it distracts Kitty from thinking about all the other feet that have occupied those shoes before.

She drops a nice red ball with a cool finish down in the rack at their lane, then settles down at the table and pencils in their names for the overhead scoreboard. Revealing to the room the upcoming contest between "Mousy, Taken Brunette" and "She's Single, Boys!". She hops up then to go over and see what Rogue got for snacks. "Oh I'm starving. Should have grabbed a bowl of cereal before we left," she says, picking a nacho that's loaded with everything and taking a bite. Literally bouncing at how the food hits the spot.

"I plan to use it a lot," Kitty confides on the mirror. "I'm debating where to keep the car actually. Keep it there in the city and I have always-available parking." Assuming the parking spaces are magic'ed up so other people leave them available. "And can get to Gotham in it, or around the city. Though I also can just take the subway there. So it comes down to how handy is it to have at the school for getting around Salem, versus how all I might use it in the city. I think I'd rather have it when I'm in Gotham, really."

Rogue has posed:
Rogue takes note of the names that were entered for them on the screen and it just makes her grin and shake her head. "Thats gonna get me inta trouble, and you're far too comfortable with it." She chides her friend as she glances at Kitty's chosen shoes. "Least they fit ya, color wise any how."

Rogue stands up then and she sets her leather bowling bag down on the table, she has her own custom ball... she has to really, because all the bowling balls here are to worn out and don't fit her gloves like she likes, plus, well, she'd rather break this one if she accidentally breaks one. These things have various 'weights' for everyone except her, to her they all feel like styrofoam!

She pulls out the solid gold bowling ball, its so damn gold that it shines any light off of it with a polished perfection. Beast even helped design it for her, it knows when its in her hands and it makes the gloves she's wearing feel a little heavier by tightening them around her skin based on the direction the ball is being held, this lets her 'aim' better and have greater ball control... Its possible she's taking this way to seriously.

When its go time, Rogue stands up from the table she grins at Kitty and the cereal comment. "Just leave it in the city and drive one'a mine while you're here. Or that Camero we lifted. I think its drive safe now? We even repainted it silver. Its sexy as hell now." With that said, she moves to throw the first shot, winging the ball down the lane with a nice precision that takes out all by two of the pins on the left corner.

Shadowcat has posed:
Kitty shakes her head as she watches the golden bowling ball come out. "I swear I'm going to find out that thing has computer guidance in it one of these times you pull it out. Just tell it to go to the alley on its own and roll itself for you," Kitty teases.

The mention of the purloined car makes Kitty snap her fingers. "Reminds me, I need to go hack the State's registry and create a new VIN for it. We can get Rachel to change it to match," she says of the vehicle identification number imprinted on each car. "Then we can just get legal tags for it and everything will line up as far as the authorities are concerned," Kitty says.

She pulls out her phone to make herself a note to do so, before getting up to go throw her ball in the alley next to Rogue's. "Ok ball, I'm naming you Rose. Don't let me down," she says to the cloudy red ball. Kitty has decent form and that dancer's grace shows through in her movements, but she's got better looking form than results. Three pins are left standing when Rose has finished her roll down the alley.

Rogue has posed:
Rogue has to laugh at the comment about her golden bowling ball. "Please." She responds with a light snort. "As if Hank would evah give me that kinda cheatin' advantage over someone else." She says as she stands there beside the ball-delivery-thingy and waits for it to pop out of the hole and roll toward her knees. "Even if I asked him!" She flashes a grin to Kitty then before she crouches down to gather up the custom built golden bowling ball.

As she walks back into her place to get ready to try to get those last 2 pins, she huffs out a light laugh at the car talk. "I don't know what any'a that means, but I assume it translates 'so the cops don't find us' and in that case, I'm all for it. I like the cars I have, but its... its fun t'drive different stuff, ya know?"

With that said Rogue shuffles her green bowling shoed feet and she makes for another shot! The golden ball leaps from her hand and rolls its way down the alley with that unmistakable sound that comes with bowling, and clack! She picks up one of the two extras, but fails to get them both.

As she turns, Rogue's gloved hands go up to stroke at her white and brown hwir, pushing it back off of her shoulders behind her. She also says a curse word about mother's and dirty naughty things, in french.

Spider-Man has posed:
"Hey, sorry I'm late." Peter Parker walks up to join the women. Jeans, white dress shirt, blazer. Bowling shoes in his left hand. He must have been teaching or something. Hair a tousled mess, as per usual, twenty minutes late, and there's a little food on his jacket lapel. Looks about right.

He waves at Rogue and flashes a friendly smile, then offers Kitty a one-armed hug. "Crap. Betsy didn't bail, did she?" he asks, looking worried. "I know I'm late, but I figured I'd only be ten minutes."

His phone buzzes and he looks at the screen. Peter sighs. "Aw, hell," he mutters, and sends a text back to whomever's blowing him up. His lips curl down in a resigned little moue and he moves to hang his jacket over the back of a plastic chair and start putting his bowling shoes on.

Negasonic Teenage Warhead has posed:
Well one thing is definitely true, Ellie is not likely here to compete against the three of them bowling. It may be because the likelihood without peer pressure of getting her into bowling shoes approaches breaking the laws of physics and mathematics.

Still a reason to get out of the school on a Tuesday afternoon and do something different, anything different, before the girl blows up the east wing is a blessing. So yeah she saw Rogue's ride out front and has slipped inside to investigate. Also yeah she does not stop to get herself bowling shoes, instead she settles in at the table that Rogue and Kitty put all the snacks and junk food on, sets down her venti starkbucks coffee, and helps herself to a nacho without saying hello yet.

Nacho Ninja Thief Practice while they are focused on the bowling and Peter's arrival.

Negasonic Teenage Warhead has posed:
She is gothy punk as usual, her T-shirt under her jacket and all the spikyness is a floating mystic cat that says "I can see through all your bullshit" in text around it. Black fabric of course.

Shadowcat has posed:
Kitty Pryde stares over at Rogue with mock suspicion. "So you /did/ ask him," Kitty says of the possible computer-guidance for her special bowling ball. Kitty breaks out in her grin then, leaning back in her chair. "Exactly, cops don't find us," Kitty confirms the aptness of Rogue's summary.

Kitty pops to her feet as the scoreboard shows 9 for 'She's Single Boys!'. Kitty goes to pick up Rose, but the red bowling ball will have to wait as Peter arrives. She returns the hug and replies, "Didn't hear from her," Kitty says of Betsy, "But you're just in time, we're still in the first frame so you can catch up," Kitty says.

She stops back at the scoring table and adds a third player to the game. "He's Single Too, Ladies!". Kitty pauses after writing that. "You are single aren't you?" she asks Peter. Then looks worried. "Not that... I mean, not that I think there's anything about you that means you /would/ be single. Just, never heard mention of you dating someone," she clarifies. Slight blush.

Good time for Ellie to arrive. "Drop that nacho!" she says accusingly, pointing a finger. Before waiving it off. "Nah, just kidding. Dig in," she says, moving over to give Ellie a quick side hug too. Finally Kitty goes over to get Rose. The red bowling ball is given a pat as Kitty moves over to the alley. Sending it rolling down, she picks up two pins, matching Rogue's first frame total.

Rogue has posed:
Rogue just laughs at Kitty's words and motions to the pins. "I think that proves that I'm not hiding a guidance system in my baaaall." She says, mockingly to her friend as she turns back to their table, two more arrivals have shown up. "Hey there, Pete." Rogue says to the handsome young man from their school. "Ain't seen you in a spell." She glances around then and shakes her head. "No sign'a Betsy, nope." She walks over to nudge Kitty with her elbow. "Betsy'n him were engaged..." She says, then looks to Pete. "Are engaged?" She doesn't know the status of that, is it a good thing to talk about or a bad thing? She doesn't know that either.

"Hey, Its Ellie!" Rogue quickly changes subjects and goes to slip into a chair beside the most Negasonic of all Teenagers she knows. "Whats happenin?" She asks. "You wanna throw my golden ball of bowling cheatery?" She asks as she too reaches out for a nacho now and pops it into her mouth while grinning.

Spider-Man has posed:
Peter's grabbed a beer, because that's what you do at bowling alleys, and starts sipping it. He grins at Negasonic when she shows up and starts filching nachos. "I see you there. You still owe me that paper on suborbital electron mechanics, Ellie," he prompts the punky young woman. "Offer to hit the lab together still stands. I think I can help you with it. If you want," he says, diffidently.

He looks up at the scoreboard and chokes mid-sip, almost making a hell of a mess with his beer and catching his spittake in his palm. "I, uh," he stammers, coughing. Napkins are retrieved and he tries to sop up the mess and his dignity all at once. "Yeah, Betsy and I are together. Still together," he amends, nodding at Rogue. "I mean, y'know. Assuming she doesn't dump me after this." He eyes his phone with a gimlet stare. "I read 'girls are bowling at four' and 'see you there' and missed the text in the middle with 'I'll be at Nordstrom's'." He sighs. "Anyway, put down Dirk Diggler," he tells Kitty. "Which is *also* my CB radio handle. Fun fact."

Negasonic Teenage Warhead has posed:
Ninja Nacho Thievery is a solid fail on all counts. More practice is obviously needed.

When Kitty points at her and declares drop that Nacho, well before Kitty can even say she is kidding Elie is putting the nacho into her mouth and looks like she was about to flip Kitty off.

Likely good naturedly right.

The just kidding aborts that gesture halfway on raising her hand and she grabs another nacho instead.

When Rogue joins her to escape the awkwardness she threw into the group Ellie will lick her finger free of Nachos, carefully put her arm around Rogue to lean (carefully) and lift a foot. Her boots are, stompy, black, probably steel toed, and spiked in some strategic spots. While illustrating the shoe with a pointed nacho. "I am pretty sure they will kick us out if I bowl in these, though I am intrigued by the fact you own a bowling ball of cheating Marie."

"Sure I will take you up on that Dirk. I'm having a bit of trouble with it really." which is downright civil, other than the Dirk comment. Then she adds a knife and a twist. "I mean, I'd dump you.. though I would also never be at Nordstroms..." Ellie trails off a moment "Though Betsy and I had a hot night together last week."

Which is referring to the gang arson they dealt with, but well she isn't clarifying that yet.

Shadowcat has posed:
Kitty Pryde gasps and flashes Peter a smile. "Really!? That's awesome, congratulations," Kitty tells Peter as she grins over to him. She rubs out the previous name for Peter and replaces it with, "Dirk Diggler" and then in as many more boxes as necessary underneath to make it fit, she adds, "Hands Off Ladies Or His Fiance Will Melt Your Brain".

Kitty dusts off her hands as if that took some effort. "Ooo. I just thought of a great... training exercise," Kitty comments at the thought of Ellie bowling. She doesn't mention the Danger Room in public, but everyone will likely know what she had in mind. She grins over at Ellie in particular as if it involves the Negasonic one.

Kitty pauses to get one of the sodas from the table. "Speaking of the computer lab, I think it's finally back up and working fully. The paint smell will linger for a few days, but it's surprising how well the walls fared from the fire," she comments. "We might want to consider something other than water sprinklers in there, though."

Rogue has posed:
Rogue just grins at Peter's response. "Betsy's one'a my favorites. She's a rare sight, but when she's around ya know she's there t'protect ya and keep ya safe. Cold, confidence and... well, I'm glad we're on the same side." She reaches out to take a sip of that soda then that she'd had on the table, using the straw between her pink hued lips.

She's also wearing a hoodie that is partially zipped up, some leaning and arm wraps are mostly safe for any daring Negasonics out there. The gesture gets a tilt of her head toward Ellie's own too, a nice little display of affection from friends and her hair is safe too, its just her skin thats deadly, thankfully she's got a thick mane of two-toned locks!

"I'm just messin' with Kitty. The ball is just designed t'work with my glove so I can better feel the weight've it and aim it." She holds up the bowling glove in question. "It gets tighter around my hand depending on how much 'weight' is on that hand. Kinda nifty, really. Takes some gettin' used to though."

"I like them boots though, steel toes, no less!" She knows enough about boots to spot of butt kickers when she sees them. Her eyes lift up to Peter then and she grins at him. "Dirk 'what'?" She asks. "Is that a porn star name?"

Spider-Man has posed:
Peter laughs merrily and snappoints at Rogue. "See, you got it," he tells her. "It was a joke from high school. Ned and I were... okay, I was texting this girl and she asked me for a name, and I panicked, and Ned typed that in. So it's like this ten year old running joke," he sighs, "which I ... had to explain, which ruins the joke-- you know ,nevermind, let's bowl, huh?" he says, and starts strapping a wrist brace on. "I've gotta watch my wrists, I get carpal tunnel sometimes," he explains to the ladies. Once he's strapped up and his shoes are on, he reaches into his bag... for a ball. It's a lighter one, about thirteen pounds, but a little better balanced for someone of his size. Peter gets up, squares with the lane, and takes two running steps. He flings the ball with a lot of English and perfect form, and nails all but two pins. "Damn," he breathes, and turns back to pick his ball up from the return. Kitty's given an odd look. "I... was there a fire at the school?" he asks, with a carefully blank face. "No one told me about it. Am I not getting the emails anymore?"

Negasonic Teenage Warhead has posed:
Ellie doesn't seem to worried that Rogue will accidentally do her in, comfortable with one of her oldest friends at the school really.

The grin from Kitty gets a very curious tilt of Ellie's head. "Well.... I trust I will be excited to learn what this is when we are back home." yeah she knows what is being discussed, no dummy this dangerous goth girl.

"The ball sounds useful Marie.. I know I could get a strike every time if I did it my way..but well.. I think that falls under getting kicked out even more than bowling in these boots." not that Ellie doesn't look down the lane and consider it for a moment eyeing those pins. Then as an almost after thought "No poisonous suppression systems though... I mean not up to code but also the odds of the computer lab burning down again with students in it is not zero..."

"Also the fire in the computer lab is >not< the hot night with Betsy for the record."

yeah she is messing with Peter a bit.

Shadowcat has posed:
"Was that the guy that Mark Wahlberg played in Boogie Nights?" Kitty asks as Rogue wonders the name origin. She takes a sip of her soda, giving a sigh at the deliciousness of the carbonation that is so soothing on the throat. Kitty moves over to lean against one of the ball-return machines.

At Peter's questions, Kitty lets out a breath and nods. "Was there ever. It was a... an out of control moment. Whole room suddenly aflame with Ellie and I still in it," Kitty confirms. "We'll have to go into details later if you want," she says, glancing around as if wary of whether anyone is near enough to overhear them.

Kitty goes to retrieve her ball and lines up on the alley again with Rose. "Come on baby, don't let me down," she says to the ball. She glances to Ellie at the mention of Ellie's way of bowling. "Right. Training exercise," Kitty says, flashing a grin, before turning back and then rolling the ball down the lane. Strike!

Rogue has posed:
Rogue leans back in her chair as she listens to the three of them and just grins throughout it all. "Never saw it." Rogue says to Kitty about the movie. "I do like Marky Mark though. My favorite movie'a his is that one where he's got the adopted brothers and they go after the people who killed their mom."

She gives a glance over to Ellie and just grins big at her. "Well yeah. I could throw the ball through the back wall, if I wanted, but I think thats not the point'a the game, Sugah." She says as she moves to sit up and then stand up to go take another shot. "They'd kick us outta here faster than a coyote jumping a chicken!"

As she stands up and goes to retrieve her ball, she grins at what the others says but directs the grin right at Peter. "Dirk Diggler, starring in Hot Night with Betsy."

The southern belle lines up for her shot then and with a little wiggle on her backside she starts forward, swings out her holding hand and sends the ball rolling right down the line for a solid strike that drops all the pins. This gets the young mutant to spin around and rise up onto her tiptoes with her right hand held high up into the air. "Oh...." And then she drops back down onto the balls of her feet. "Yeah...." She says with a heavy and hot exhale.

Spider-Man has posed:
Peter grins at Ellie, taking it in stride. "She's a model, Ellie. I've seen the backstage photographs of the fashion shows *and* the swimsuit shoots. You don't date a girl like Betsy without making some accomodations." Still, he's turning noticeably red near his collar, and steps back up to the frame. Kitty gets a nod of acceptance at the offer-- of course they can talk. Later. Rogue's offered a congratulatory fistbump as she steps down and he steps up.

"I'm gonna be real embarassed if I'm the nerd who brought his own ball and I lose to a *girl*," he says, chivvying Rogue playfully.

Negasonic Teenage Warhead has posed:
Ellie is slowly, well okay not that slowly, demolishing the nachos. Honestly at this rate they may need a second batch of them since it is bowling alley sized nachos.

"On the bright side, all new computers." and evidently there is no dark side that she brings up. Come on guys. New computers.

"Are you sure you don't have a cheating ball there Marie?" amusement as she watches Rogue and then notes to Peter "She brought her own ball too, trust me you can't compete with her." teasing tones. Ellie is definitely on Team Rogue or maybe Kitty vs. Team Peter.

Shadowcat has posed:
Kitty Pryde lifts her hand to give Rogue a high-five as she passes on her way back to her seat. "Smokin'!" Kitty tells Anna-Marie. Before adding, "Which is not an invitation to pull out one of the cancer sticks. Lit or unlit." She flashes a grin over to Rogue as she fires yet another small salvo in that war. But then she grew up hating her father's smoking habit, so just the sight of them is unappealing to Kitty.

Kitty gives Peter a little shaking motion with her finger. "She didn't just bring her own ball, Peter. She had it designed by one of the top minds on the planet. Even if it doesn't have computer guidance, she's still a big step up on us," Kitty says.

She hops up and goes over to get Rose, grabbing a towel to wipe the ball down. "So Peter, have you two set a date?" she asks. "I mean for the wedding. Not for you to meet her at Nordstrums." A little twinkling-eyed wink is given.

Rogue has posed:
Rogue saunters her way over to Peter after he says that bit about a girl and she just stares at him, her green eyes locked onto his face, she stares to an arguably uncomfortable left as Kitty and Ellie both talk on around them, his fistbump is offered and she lets it hang there throughout her staaaaaaaaare.

Finally she chomps her teeth, white and flawless pearly teeth, at him, then bumps fists with him, her gloved hand protecting him from her true wrath!

"Any guy would be lucky t'get beat by 'this' gal." She says then before she picks up her golden ball when it comes rolling out of the dispensor. She lifts it up and holds it atop her fingertips, its as heavy as a bowling ball can get at 16 pounds and she just rests it atop her fingertips because its basically air to her.

"Any've ya'll are welcome t'come use my cheaty ball'a golden glory." She runs an outstretched finger over all of them with her arm pointed out, stretched out in front of her. "Like me, its pretty, and packs a punch."

Spider-Man has posed:
Peter looks down at his lightweight ball, then at the heavier one in Rogue's hands, then back at his. "I got mine at a thrift store," he mutters. "Size envy, with a girl? This is giving me some confusing feelings," he quips. He bowls his frame, nails a strike, and turns to get nachos. What's left of them. His eyes roll tolerantly at Ellie, he grins, and shakes his head. "I'll get the next round," he offers, and ambles to the counter.

Negasonic Teenage Warhead has posed:
"Epic burns and appology nachos..." is Ellie's quip there. Then to Peter as he walks away to the counter. "Also get some petzels with nacho cheese on them!" yeah she has no idea if he has money or not, that isn't the point. "Maybe ice cream for the burn too." okay she can't help it.

Then she turns back to Rogue and Kitty and sips her coffee. "I am not wearing their idea of bowling shoes... so maybe next time if we find me appropriate footwear." it is an excuse she expects to get her away scott free.

Shadowcat has posed:
Kitty Pryde lifts her feet, clad in shoes colored in red, cream, and forest green quadrants and shows them to Ellie. "I didn't buy Bozo the Clown's footwear myself, you realize? They do rent them," Kitty prods the teenager with, flashing a soft grin her way.

Kitty laughs warmly as her ex-roommate issues the challenge to them. "Oh hush, I can't beat you with a ball I'm able to lift, let alone that monstrosity," Kitty jokes. She watches Peter head off to get more food. "I like him. He's good for Betsy, I think. Wish I'd been around to see how that all played out," says the girl who has been in England three years out of the last four.

Kitty goes over to get her ball and move towards the lane. "So Rogue, speaking of cars, how are you liking your Dodge? Is it everything you were hoping it would be?" she asks. Kitty walks forward, approach graceful, but like her first frame, the results leave something to be desired. 7-10 split. Argh.

Rogue has posed:
When no one takes up the chance to throw her golden ball, Rogue sighs dramatically before she looks over to it. "They don't love you like I do." She then kisses the ball affectionately before she just grins, a second later she wipes her lips off on the back of her left arm's sleeve. "Regrets." She says with a mocking pair of coughs before she just laughts lightly.

A nods is given to Ellie. "You scour that internet'a yours and find the pair you want most, shoot'em to me in an e-mail and they're yours, dahlin'." She tells their favorite moody Warheaded one. "Anythin' that gets ya involved in stuff like this, its fun, its way better'n just sittin' still, ya know?"

As Rogue turns back to go do another shot, she glances over to Kitty and just grins at her question about her car. "It rumbles nice." She says, summing up her love of her new car.

She frames up for another shot then, does the little butt wiggle once again, like a cat about to pounce a string and... she step step steps, swings!

The balls takes out only half the pins on the left side. Rogue curses, causing some guy off to her left to glance over at her, and she to him. She smiles at him and wiggles a wave of her fingers at him. "Sorry."

Spider-Man has posed:
Peter sets nachos down near Ellie. Pretzels, too. Hopefully it distracts her from him watching Rogue's little two-step shuffle as the southern belle wiggles her hips. He's polite enough not to leer, of course, and clears his throat before returning to the queue. Up he goes, picking up a spare on the same seven-ten split that had dogged Kitty's last frame.

"Anna-Marie, where'd you learn to bowl?" he inquires of the belle, curious. "I mean that's a high-speed ball and all, and I'm totally going to see if I can fabricate one for myself. But you've got some good grounding in technique. Normally bowling's a sport reserved for high school nerds with no social life," he quips with a bit of self-deprecating humor.

Negasonic Teenage Warhead has posed:
"And here I figured you used it as your college Phys Ed elective not high school Pete." yeah Ellie is a brat. She does pick up one of the appology pretzels and dunks it in the nacho cheese though.

"I'll scope the net for goth bowling shoes then Anna-Marie... to sure they make them.. then again the net has everything." she considers "That said you will all smoke me, I don't think there was bowling in Genosha .. or at least my family didn't do that at all."

Shadowcat has posed:
Kitty Pryde goes over to get herself some of the pretzel action. "Thanks Peter," she tells him with a grin as she lifts the pretzel as if to toast him with it. "There has to be bowling in Genosha. Doesn't there?" Kitty asks, looking about the others for confirmation. "And Pete, you just pretty much described me to a tee with that high school nerd bit. Anna-Marie not as much. But she's a Southern belle, and Southerners love their bowling," she chides warmly.

Kitty moves over to take a look at Rogue's ball. "May I?" she asks. Assuming she gets permission, Kitty tries hefting it. She can lift it of course, but her expression shows just how willing she is to try to throw the darn thing. "Oh yeah, I'm going back Rose. Here, take Fort Knox back," Kitty says, offering the golden ball of doom back to Rogue. "You know, we need to really bring Scott out here sometime. I have this feeling he would completely kill at this game, for some reason."

Rogue has posed:
Rogue is standing beside the table now just grinning and her hands are on her hips. She softly shakes her head at the others. "I never bowled much at all when I was a kid. I figure I learned, from... Carol?" She seems unsure of this. "Maybe the security guard in Santa Fe? Or, or that guy from Denver." Her bottom pink lip is pulled in between her teeth as she thinks about it before she just pops it back out and shrugs her shoulders within her dark green hoodie. "Whomever." She ultimately decides. "One'a the people I absorbed knew how, maybe several of'em."

When Kitty gives her golden ball a test heft, and it doesn't pass her preferences, she just grins at her former room mate. A slnw nod later and she agrees with her. "Its not for everyone, I'm not offended, Hotness."

After another sip of her soda she nods once toward Ellie. "We'll set the Danger Room up with a bowlin' program, then we'll have a real league goin'. Or... we get sick'a this in a week and never play again. One'a the two."

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"I know that's an uncomfortable scenario for you, Anna," Peter tells her. He touches her shoulder, once, to express some sympathy and reassurance all at once. "But I mean, upside, you're close to a perfect game," he says, nodding at the screen. "I guess it's not all bad, huh?"

Peter cocks a brow at Ellie and Kitty. "Y'know, for how you two dress, you're talking a lot of game about nerds," he tells them. Anticipating the retort, he adds: "*My* girlfriend lays my clothes out for me every morning," he says proudly, though his eyes dance with a self-deprecating light.

He turns to the lane, rolls up a solid shot, and sinks a strike. It brings him within spitting distance of Rogue's score, or at least close enough he might pull a victory if Rogue chokes and he performs perfectly.

So, ALMOST DEAD EVEN! Ish.

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Ellie comments dryly "Don't make me end you Parker." which likely isn't the first, nor the last time Peter has heard someone roll that line out.

I'm pretty sure the Dorkmeister is a master at Bowling... " she promised Rachel to use her other nickname for Scott, but this is in public sort of and all so she can't call him Gazerbeam right now.

"Surprisingly good throw Pete... Anna-Marie you need to fatality him so he doesn't get overly confident now."

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"Hey, I called myself a high school nerd. Or, close to it. I don't think nerds are allowed to dance very well. There's a rule against it, I'm pretty sure," Kitty counters. She is the one sporting the astrophysics t-shirt after all. Not that she normally wears it, but bowling seemed a good place for the casual look.

She picks up her rose-colored ball and heads up to the lane. Her own score is trailing the other two by a good margin, but it's a respectable score at least. Kitty glides across the polished wood in her rental shoes, and sends the ball rolling up the alley with that thunderous sound that rolling bowling balls get. The impact of all ten pins flying and being knocked down brings a little fist pump from the brunette.

Kitty walks over to get another bite of nacho. "Not supposed to end teachers, Ellie. Pretty sure that's in the rules too. Somewhere. If not, we should probably add it."

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Rogue shows the touch to her covered shoulder a light smile that slowly forms into a smirk. She watches Peter go to line up his shot, and then glances to the others as she knows they can hear her as well. "Ya know what the really scary part is?" Rogue says then. She raises up her right hand gives her gloved fingers a little wiggle. "Its gettin' easier." She says then. "Used t'be, touchin' people shocked me, like lickin' a nine volt battery. It made me hate doin' it in fact... But now? Now its like... nothin'. I can touch someone, and the memories that I take from'em don't get jumbled up with my own. They stay... sorted, like a well kept bookshelf."

She gently shakes her head from right to left then. "Not sure if thats somethin Xavier has done, or Jean... helpin' me sort things out originally like they did. Or if its when Doctor Strange went in there and did it, after what happened in Paris." She clears her throat then and just goes to settle in for another shot, her Fort Knox ball coming up.

She runs through her routine, butt wiggle, foot step step, and then she's off for another throw. The golden globe thunders down the lane and splatters all the pins down seemingly with ease. Rogue narrows her eyes then and winces. "Maybe he did put a cheat thing in there..." She just stares, hands on her hips now.

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Peter mutters something ungracious about Rogue's bowling ability, and steps up to pitch his final frame. He picks up the spare, but it puts him behind Anna-Marie. An explosive pyrotechnics display chirps on the overhead TV screen, championing Rogue, and he gives her a grudging round of sincere applause.

"I'm glad you didn't ask *me* for help," he assures her. "I would have busted out the electrodes and a deep cycle battery. But-- engineer," he reminds them, pointing a thumb at himself. "I leave physics to the *real* nerds," he adds, bantering with Kitty, and moves to seat himself next to Ellie to eat some more nachos.

"When do you wanna get together and work on that project, then?" he inquires of the punky X-lass.

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Kitty Pryde makes a mental note. Paris is the kind of story to be told in chairs in front of a fireplace, and not one that's gotten the full treatment before from Rogue. "I'm starting to think it's the butt wiggle, not the memories. The guy behind the counter has some way to make the pins fall over for people he likes, right?" Kitty teases quietly. "Pete, you should try the wiggle thing," she tells him. Adding deadpan, "You know. For science."

She also slips her phone out of a pocket, getting it ready just in case Pete takes up that challenge.

Kitty moves over to the table to snag another nacho before they are cleaned out. "What project is it you're working on?" she inquires of the pair. "Probably not the paintball gun drone I'm guessing." Oh wait, she was going to pretend she didn't know about that one.

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Ellie has left this round of nachos for the others, having demolished the first batch. This round is for pretzels (minus the one Kitty snagged).

"I think Kitty is right, totally the butt wiggle." amusement there as she shakes her head with amusement. "It was an airsoft drone and it got burnt to a crisp... Parker is talking about helping me with my paper. Engineering stuff." and well she wasn't going to bring up the drone again if no one else did, but then Kitty done brought it up.

To Peter "Most nights would work right now... curfew." and Ellie makes a narrowed eyes skeptical face. "So much curfew."

Rogue has posed:
Rogue's eyes go up to the screen to see that animated explosion thing. "Its so embarrassin' that that little cartoon thing actually has an effect on my ego." She says as she motions toward the video display with one pointed finger before she looks back down to them. "But it does." She says, specifically to Peter. She reaches out to poke his shoulder with one gloved hand though.

She takes another sip of her soda through the straw and then laughs at the others. "Its the butt wiggles, yes." She admits. "It 'centers me'." She says. "Pure zen... ya know... Actually, I just stole it from cats. Pounce on them pins! Pounce!" She raises her hands up and mimes the pouncing motion.

Rogue sits down on the edge of the table then, one butt cheek down on the table while her hands go to her lap where she holds her soda cup. "This is a School Work Free zone." She reminds all of them. "Harshin' my mellow, as the kids say."

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"Seriously. Party foul. Not that I get invited to many parties," Peter agrees, noshing hungrily on the fried corn chips. He just shakes his head slowly, reproachfully, at Kitty's suggestion. But it amuses him all the same, neck turning a little red at the suggestion.

"At least I don't have a CURFEW," he tells Ellie, leaning dramatically towards her. "I might just go out and walk around the city a bit, enjoying the night air. Because I can. Because I'm a legal grownup who--" he glances at his watch.

"--who *is* late, *again*, and I have to get home to clean before Betsy gets back. Crap. I promised her I'd get the dishes done."

He heaves to his feet and pulls his jacket back on. Bowling gear is packed up, hastily. "I'll see you ladies up at campus soon, yeah? Let me know when you want me to come back up for classes. I'm game anytime."

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"That was very satisfying..." watching Peter panic and start packing up so quick there, just dunking her pretzel again and ah yes the scurrying for house cleaning. "I mean sure Betsy is scary but this.. this is epic." mostly because he tried to zing her about curfew.

Not that Ellie is bitter about sentinel curfew. Not at all. Nope. No sir.

"See you soon Parker... I need that help still."

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Kitty Pryde holds up one of the nachos to salute Peter. "And thank you for the round of snacks. I so should have had some cereal before we left," she repeats for those who missed the first time it was said. "Give Betsy our love," Kitty offers with a warm smile for Peter.

She looks back over to Rogue then. "You know I need to take sexy walk and sexy bowling lessons. Janet was showing me how to runway walk. And... ah... I'll just say it works and leave it at that," Kitty says, cheeks adding small notes of color to them. "But I never considered the sexy bowling thing. I might have to add that to my repertoire."

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Rogue just grins and waves a hand to Peter as he goes. "See ya, Petey Pie." She teases the man for whatever reason, she lives her life however she wants too... it can't easily be explained.

Still seated on the table, Rogue sips her drink again and then looks to other two with her. "What about you two?" She asks then. "Wanna go another round, or you wanna get outta here and go watch a movie, or wander through the park pushin' people offa their skateboards? I'm up for whatever."

The Rogue's Life. Whatever keeps her from staying inside on nice days. She grins at Kitty then. "I'd be happy t'teach ya all I know about Sexy Bowlin'. AND runway walkin'. Not that I've evah done the last one before, but I'm entirely confident that I'd burn down any runway that they put me on."