7534/Friends Will Be Friends

Friends Will Be Friends
Date of Scene:	18 May 2019
Location:	Backyard - Xavier's School
Synopsis:	Carol decides to visit an old friend, but brings a newer one to meet him. AKA How Logan Met Janet.
Cast of Characters:	Wolverine, Captain Marvel (Danvers), Wasp (van Dyne)

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Wolverine has posed:
    Weekend, perfect weather, not a cloud in the sky. It's the kind of day that makes one feel guilty when they're out and about and not doing something productive. Turns one's attention to the yard, to the gutters, to the rose garden. That is if one happens to be Logan at Xavier's mansion.
    His day had started early. Most everyone else was out, heading into the city with Charles for him to give some speech at some school. Usually not the most exciting thing going on on a Saturday. So he hunkered down, started digging around in the shed in the back yard, and emerged after a time with an axe. There was an old tree stump that had his name on it.
    So it was there that they'd find him. Baseball hat covering his head, the Montreal Canadiens logo standing tall on it. He's just wearing jeans, boots, and a sleeveless t-shirt that's seen better days after him swinging that axe for the last hour and some...
    Right now, however, he's sitting on that torn up tree stump that took some getting out of the ground, and drinking a beer from the old white and blue cooler he'd brought outside with him.

Captain Marvel (Danvers) has posed:
Carol had a brilliant idea for such a perfect weather on a Saturday, why not take her good friend Janet, to meet one of her older good friends, Logan. Literally older, nobody even knows by how much! He was probably there for the Roman Empire. It was one of the rare times when Carol just came up with an idea and was insistant on it, so even if Janet wasn't keen, she pressed on her how awesome Logan was, before they were flying on their way to Xavier Mansion.

As they begin a descend towards the backyard, Carol mentions to Janet, "so this guy, is not just a badass, he saved my lifre more than a few time. He knew me long before I was ever Captain Marvel, or Ms. Marvel, and he has experience like nobody else. I mean, he literally lived centuries, or so they say..."

She calls out just before landing, "Logan! Guess who?"

Wasp (van Dyne) has posed:
"Sounds like a cool dude," Janet agrees. The tiny yellow-and-black clad Avenger is hiding in the refuge of Carol's hair as they head north, sheltered against the winds by dint of Carol's presence. The Wasp can fly fast, but it's hard to beat Carol Danvers for sheer cross-country speed.

She emerges from Carol's wake as the woman makes her approach and splits off to come in under her own wingpower, snapping back to an adult size and buzzing along. In her new outfit-- a yellow-chevroned top with a matching skirt, gloves ,and boots-- she is still distinctly and clearly The Wasp, and alights on the ground just beside and half a step behind Carol. Logan's flashed a friendly smile but Janet waits for Carol to make with the introductions before speaking up.

Wolverine has posed:
    Crazily enough it's not exactly a rare occurrence to have a beautiful woman descend from on high, floating to the ground and to have them offer greetings. Heck, Rogue does it several times a day if she's bored. But that voice, that particular voice coming from the space-traveling alpha flight-leading Captain of Marvels. Well it's been a dog's age.
    Turning around and holding his beer in one hand, the weathered and haggard looking man lifts his blue eyes to see Carol at least for sure. His nostrils flare slightly and he says, "Well as I live and breathe."
    Shaking his head as he casually kicks open the cooler with the toe of his leather boot and it snaps wide with a ka-click. There's the slosh of ice as he delves into its depths and produces a pair of bottles of Molson and casually tosses one to each of them underhand. "What're you doin' around here, Danvers? Decided you'd slum it for a bit before you ran off to be all high and mighty up with those Alpha Flight weirdos?" Weirdos he happens to be a part of.
    He does, however, spare a second glance for Janet, "Who's yer friend?" He asks, though perhaps he already knows.

Captain Marvel (Danvers) has posed:
"I bet you thought you've seen the last of me, huh?" Carol grins, and starts closing the distance to him, though he likely disarmed the intended embrace with a toss of beer which she happily grabs. "I knew today was a fine day to see you," she holds up her beer at Logan, and then turns to Janet, "this is Janet van Dyne, my very good friend, colleague, and fellow Avenger, AKA The Wasp," she then teases, "or is it The Winsome Wasp? I never recall."

Opening her beer, she motions at Logan, "and that, Janet, is a living legend, Logan, but if you haven't heard of him, you probably heard of Wolverine," she then takes her first swig of the beer.

Wasp (van Dyne) has posed:
"Winsome Wasp, Wonderful Wasp, WASP-y Wasp, I've heard 'em all," the socialite confirms. Janet awkwardly catches the beer can thrown by Logan. "But my friends call me Janet," she says. "And don't mind the outfit, I just don't keep around a lot of clothes for these little midday flights."

She examines her beer can, then looks to Carol and offers it to her. "Please?" she asks, wiggling the unopened can at the blonde. "I just got a new manicure yesterday."

"So you're, uh..." Janet wiggles a finger up-and-down at Logan. "You're the Wolverine, hmm? I think Steve's mentioned you. I know Carol has. You're uh..." she blinks. "Shorter than I thought you'd be."

Wolverine has posed:
    "Oh right," Logan says as he lifts his bottle in greeting towards Janet, then murmurs. "I did run around for a bit with some of the Avengers when there was some craziness with... Graviton I think?" He chews the inside of his mouth slightly and then gives a nod. "Anyways, good to finally meet ya." He nods over the lip of the bottle and takes another swig.
    A small snort comes from him though when she makes her observations and he eyes her sidelong, "Yeah, m'sure with how Carol talks me up my mystique might rival Thor's or whatever." That said he shakes his head and casually grabs a hold of the stump by one of the roots and hefts it up and over his shoulder. "Mind grabbin' some stuff? Was gonna head on in." Stuff meaning the axe and the cooler.
    And that jerk just /assumes/ they will since he starts walking with his beer in one hand and the strump in the other. "So any particular reason for the visit or just lookin' fer a free meal?"

Captain Marvel (Danvers) has posed:
"Oh...who came up with WASPY Wasp? Was that Jessica Drew?" Carol muses with a laugh, as she puts her beer done to take Janet's, "god forbid something ruins the manicure, because then the Sentinels will really be fried," Carol teases with a playful wink as she opens the bottle with her hands and hands it back to Janet, "cheers!"

Back in her own hands her bottle goes, as she takes another sip of beer. "Sure, I'll help with the carrying, Jan had a manicure," Carol continues with the teasing as she goes to grab the axe, resting it on the cooler, and then lifting it. Two in one, win!

"First of all, I had no idea there would be beer, second, if there's meal it's even better. I mostly wanted to see you again, and to introduce Janet, who deserves to meet some of my friends too." As they start walking in, she quips, "you're right about that mystique, I mean, the most handsome guy I ever seen in my life, was you walking into that torture chamber to pull me out."

Wasp (van Dyne) has posed:
Janet helps Carol by carrying Carol's beer for her. See! Janet can help! She follows into the little cabin and looks around for something clean to sit on. She finds a chair with a minimal amount of detritus on it, wipes it with her palm, and settles down on the seat. Her legs cross primly at the knee and she sits with the sort of straight-backed posture that only comes from years of high society. Definitely one of those blue-blooded aristocratic types, probably born with a pearl spoon in her hand.

"Nothing's sexier than heroism under fire," Janet agrees with a florid smile. "That's one of the best perks of living with the Avengers. We've got the whole Pec Patrol being brave *and* chivalrous." She shifts her beer to her free hand and extends a fistbump to Carol, then takes a sip.

"Are you from Westchester, Mister Logan?" Janet inquires convivially. "Or are you just here to teach at the school?"

Wolverine has posed:
    Carol's words get him to shift a step a bit so he can look over his shoulder at them both as she says that last bit. A sort of sad half-smile touches his features as he cocks an eyebrow and shakes his head a little, "Ah Carol." He looks back and away, another shake of his head as it's clear he doesn't take heartfelt praise too terribly easily. Especially about a hard time like that back in the day.
    "You woulda done the same for me. And kinda did a few times. To be fair." He does sort of spare a look over at Janet and then says, "Nah, up North. Alberta." he offers. "Sorry about the whole memory lane thing. When Danvers and I get together we tend ta yammer about old times."
    That said he sweeps on into the boathouse where he sometimes lays his head, only after tossing the stump over towards the pile of neatly piled up firewood. His beer is set on the main table that dominates the primary room, then gestures with the wave of a hand, "Make yerselves at home."

Captain Marvel (Danvers) has posed:
Carol shares that fistbump with Janet, smiling as Logan takes care to mention the few times she repaid the favor, "yes, but that day, Logan, I thought I was dying...I refused to give them the information, but withstanding the pain became impossible, looked pretty bleak, and then you show up...no shining armor or white horse, but it was a pretty damn good alternative." Once inside the boathouse, she puts down the cooler and axe, and reaches for her beer back from Janet, "may I have it back?" She asks with a terrible take on British accent, likely a tease on the high society bit. She's mishapped into some truly posh company while attending one of Janet's parties.

"Looks great," Carol muses, "much more homely than Mansion Alpha," she grins and has another bit of her beer, "I get that way because Logan reminds me of a time I was me..." it sounds like Carol is joking, but the expression on her face, the minute inflection, she's absolutely serious.

Wasp (van Dyne) has posed:
Janet's got Carol's beer tilted her way before the sentance is over. The fashionista leans back and rests a palm on the chair near her hip for balance, elbow locked out and one yellow bootie swinging in the air. It sports a modest heel; impractical, but stylish.

She sips her beer, looking up a Carol, then at Logan. Then back. Then at Logan. Then back. Cognitive dissonance flickers over her features-- she trusts Carol implicitly, but... like /Logan/?

"It's okay, Logan, the ... memory lane thing." Her nose wrinkles. "Carol likes to tell stories. I think it's because she's ooooooold," Janet says, in a sotto voce shielded by her beer in her hand. Janet's probably in her mid-twenties, so Carol can't possibly be more than a decade her senior.

Wolverine has posed:
    "See, to the starvin' man, even a Saltine looks like a banquet." He says, and as easily as that tries to shift some of the compliments away. Then he embarks on the oldest tactic in the conversationalists handbook. He changes the topic. "So you both want to endure my cooking, or we gonna go out?"
    With that said he saunters on over to the fridge and yanks it open, giving its contents a good and solid ponder, frowning to himself as he tries to figure out something that might be edible. It's looking more and more, the longer he stands there, like dining out might be the only real choice.
    But with Janet's ageist comment he says with a smirk, "Hey, experience and treachery will whup youth and talent every time." He closes the fridge door with a /whumpf/ and says toward them. "Alright, looks like we're eatin' out." He nods as he leans against the counter-top, looking at them through the small kitchen pass-through.

Captain Marvel (Danvers) has posed:
Carol smirks at Janet's general direction, shaking her head faintly, "you know, the thing about stories...? It helps, helps remembering things...I hope you never experience what it's like, losing yourself entirely," Carol mentions softly at Janet. It's not an offended tone, just sharing some of the bits of wisdom she picked up in her life. She then goes right back to drinking the beer.

"I can definitely vouch for that..." Carol after all had times when she's been deprived of food as part of a torture, and much like being deprived of sleep, it's not fun. "Hey, enduring your cooking could bring back memories," Carol jokes, before peeking at Janet, "then again, for Janet's sake, maybe Harry's would be better suited? Been a long time since I last been there, my last day as your pilot, I believe."

She laughs loudly as the decision is made for them, "it somehow feels like this is what I should expect, dropping on you unannounced."