8239/Crack Open a Cold One

Crack Open a Cold One
Date of Scene:	09 July 2019
Location:	Teachers Lounge - Xavier's School
Synopsis:	Summary needed
Cast of Characters:	Iceman, Rogue, Magik

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Iceman has posed:
    The teacher's lounge is often the most quiet room during the summer session as the teaching faculty is barebones and so there's even less staff taking a break in the room, but it's where Bobby finds himself today. He walks in with a plastic sack looped over his wrist so his hand is free to hold onto a single pint of ice cream with the gold ringed top held by his pinky finger. His other hand holds a stainless steel spoon and pulls out a scoop of ice cream to savor.

    Stepping into the teacher's lounge, Bobby drops his backside onto the sofa and sets the plastic sack next to him on the upholstry and closes his eyes to enjoy some peace, quiet, and ice cream.

Rogue has posed:
Its only about 45 seconds of Bobby getting peace and quiet alone time before the sound of someone moving into the room sort've does that thing to the atmosphere where it just sort've shifts and becomes evident that someone is there. staring at him.

"That ice slide took a lot outta ya, huh jokester?" The familiar husky hued voice of the Southern Belle announces who that person is. A moment or so later and her gloved hands are leaving her hips as she starts to walk further into the room and toward where he is at a slow pace.

Green teeshirt, jeans shorts and a St. Louis cardinals hat on backwards atop her head, Rogue has a light grin as she watches him. "Don't see you in moments'a relaxation often. Usually you're jumpin' about like a jack rabbit."

Iceman has posed:
    Bobby takes another blind taste of his ice cream even when he knows someone is in the room with him. Judging him. He slowly pulls the spoon from his mouth and speaks with his eyes closed. "Ah yes. Carlyle. Maybe you would have come to the realization that jumping about is how I relax." Bobby says, sounding very ohm and at peace.

    Zen Bobby lifts his hand and pulls the plastic sack off the couch, inviting Rogue to sit next to him with a soft pat. He wears a pair of jeans with holes in the knees and at some pockets and at the cuffs from wear. "Would you like some Hawkeye Half-Pint?" Bobby offers with the sack still on his wrist extended to Rogue.

Rogue has posed:
Rogue just holds a faint grin as she hears his relaxed-tone and quirky response. She moves casually toward the sofa after he pulls the bag from a cushion and she settles down onto the edge of it, not leaning back into the sofa's embrace quite yet though. She just turns her head to look over at him, the white bangs of her hair laying smooth and recently brushed down her front.

"No thank you." She says quietly about the ice cream. "Ain't ya heard that people've goin' around groceries stores'n licking pint's'a ice cream, then putting the lids back on and stuffin' back inta the freezers?" She has to shake her head to that. "Not goin' near that stuff till they start puttin' plastic seals on'em underneath the cardboard lids."

Iceman has posed:
    "That was like, seven years ago Carlyle, get with the times girl." Bobby says, opening his eyes and reaching into the sack, pulling out a half-pink of pink and purple Benn and Jerry's with a spoon matching the one held between his lips.

    He points at the plastic seal around the lid and basically shoves it into Rogue's hands before taking his spoon out of his mouth and rolling his eyes. "Those people mostly got caught and yeah, some of them did go to jail. Freakin' heathens. That's so gross... You better not lick the top of my ice cream, Carlyle or I'll have to beat you up." Bobby says with a squint of his eyes towards Anna before he points at his and then at hers. "I'm watching you."

Rogue has posed:
Rogue's eyes go down to the plastic seal to see that he'd gotten a good kind, one better protected. "Pfff." She responds to him lightly as she snatches the ice cream from him and then his spoon. "You'd be so luck as t'have me lick your ice cream." She teases him with a smirk before she scoops some of it out and raises it to taste it.

"I bet you're watchin' me." She adds. "With binoculars outside my bedroom windows." And now she's just grinning as she puts the spoon into her mouth. She looks away then toward one of the windows in the lounge, looking out at a pair of birds hopping around on one of the exterior window sills.

"This is 'Hawkeye' ice cream?" She asks after removing the spoon and looking down at it. "I guess I didn't sick around long'a enough t'get a flavor... shit. Regrets."

Iceman has posed:
    "You'd like that too much. I'm the lovable kind of guy anyways, that's... that's more Remy's department." Bobby says with a cocky smirk that fades quick. "Nah, he's alright too. I guess." Bobby hasn't really gotten to talk with Remy much in a one on one situation, so it seems kind of second hand everything he knows.

    "I thought someone said you were a junior avenger? I dunno, I wasn't paying too much attention I was so focused on myself back then." Bobby says with a shrug of his shoulders and then a look back to Rogue. "Go back until you get that sweet ice cream deal. Just don't tell anybody that's WHY you're doing it." The ice man sayeth with that playful smile on his lips again while taking another scoop of ice cream.

Rogue has posed:
Rogue shakes her head softly at the bringing-up of Remy LeBeau. "I'm... pretty sure that guy checked out a long time ago. So I wouldn't worry about it too much." Is about all she'll say on that topic, its a bit of a sore subject for her with regard to that guy and how often he's gone from being really great to her in life, to suddenly being... gone.

"I don't know what the hell my rank was. I didn't really ask." Rogue responds then about the Avenger stuff. She takes another spoonful of the ice cream and then hands it all back to him. "Good flavor." She idly appraise it then before she leans back in the sofa and crosses her legs at the knee, her arms going cross over her stomach as she eyes the television that isn't even on. "Definitely not gonna go back t'workin' with'em though. Don't think I'm the right kinda person for that sorta public facin' team."

Iceman has posed:
    Bobby watches Rogue slip off the arm and onto the cushion with a lift of his eyebrow as she expect him to hold her semi-eaten ice cream. "It's a half pint Carlyle... just finish it." He says putting it down in her lap before she can respond.

    "Then don't, you're your own person and wouldn't be half as fun if you did what people told you to do. You're your own person and you don't let anyone decide what's best for you. That's what makes you so attractive." Bobby says softly and with a kind sort of smile as he looks into his ice cream and fidgets with it via his spoon. rolling up small balls and playing with them in the cave he's created.

Rogue has posed:
Rogue looks back down at the half pint that was shoved back onto her and she releases a heavy exhale. "Fine!" She says back at him then before she holds it up in her gloved hands, protected from her evil death touch. As he continues to speak though she glances over at him while spooning at the container with the spoooon.

"I'm attractive now, huh?" She asks with a slight grin. "Since when does the big prankster Bobby Drake find the untouchable Anna-Marie attractive? News t'me, Miste'ah." She states before taking another spoonful of the ice cream treat to taste and enjoy its sugaryness.

Iceman has posed:
    "Yes, only now." Bobby says with a roll of his eyes and his best evil glare leveled at Rogue. "Like a butterfly from a coccoon you only last week became gorgeous." Bobby says putting his elbow into her ribs as he ribs with her.

    "There's like, no way you have self esteem problems." Bobby says before he realizes that, yeah, she probably does. Being all untouchable and all. "Just cause I joke around doesn't mean I'm not into girls, Carlyle." He says, trying to redirect quickly.

Rogue has posed:
Rogue has to smirk at his words now, her eyes down on the ice cream in front of her as she spoons at it some more. "I never figured you were 'inta guys' dummeh." She replies to that last part before she glances back at him. "Inta both? Maybe. That I could see bein' a thing." She's now flashing him a grin, ever the tease and the little jokes from this one. Similar to him, but on a less bombastic scale that Bobby shoots for.

"I'm teasin' ya. Most around here are too busy t'really worry about who they're gonna try'n pair off with next." She states in a bit of a grumbly voice before she scoops another spoonload of ice ceram into her mout.

Iceman has posed:
    "You sure about that, some seem like that's all they're here FOR! Who's bedsheets can they rumple up next, while the last set is still warm from their filthy butts." Bobby says with a sigh and a small bit of ice creams ends up in his mouth as he keeps looking at his food. "Seems like I'm rubbing off on you Carlyle. Don't get in trouble with Ororo for covering her room in post it notes or anything juvenille." Bobby winks.

    Does that mean... He couldn't have possibly... Noooooo...

Rogue has posed:
The statements made by Bobby draw Rogue's eyes back over to him, spoon stuffed into the half pint container. "You put post-it notes all over Storm's room?" She asks him then. "Like her attic upstairs?" She has to clarify. Could've been her classroom, which would make a little more sense. Rogue just grins then. "Why would ya do that t'Storm? She never does nothin' t'deserve immature pranks, Drake." Now she's saying his last name like he's tossing around one of hers.

"I'm gonna go take'em down if ya did." She adds then as she looks back to her ice cream treat. She hands it over to him. "This is melty, fix it." She demands in a whiny little voice.

Iceman has posed:
    "No, not her room..." Bobby says, his eyes suddenly looking ANYWHERE else in the room. That chair, yeah, super important, can't forget that chair. Uh huh.

    "Maybe her classroom. It's beautiful really." Bobby says grinning from ear to ear at the memory of his magnificent work. "You should go check it out." With a not so subtle waggle of his eyebrows as if he was a Marx brother.

    With a sigh Bobby takes the ice cream back and acts like he's about to lick it when he instead blows on it and the temperature drops several degrees and fog rolls away from his mouth. "As you wish."

Rogue has posed:
Rogue sits forward and watches him as he 'fixes' the ice cream with his fancy mutant ability. She smirked at the tongue fake-out as she hadn't really figured he'd do it anyway. "Ha ha, Party Trick Mutant." She states before she reaches out with a gloved hand to snatch the container back. Its then that Rogue raises up to a full standing position again.

"I'm gonna go fix Storm's classroom now, if you've vandalized it!" She says as she starts to step over his legs and make to leave apparently. "Then I'm gonna tell her aaaaall about it, so she knows who to Lightning Bolt." She says with a grin sent over toward him on her way.

Iceman has posed:
    "You're gonna have to move my legs, Avenger, because I'm, not, moving, them. HMPH!" Bobby says to Rogue, even slouching down deeper into the couch to prevent the southerner from passing by. Never mind she can fly, he's going to make this as inconvenient as possible.

    "Or, you can hang out with me, and chillax, and let Ororo have a little color in her life. All those earth tones CAN'T be good for you." He says teasingly. He loves Ororo, of course, but he's got to be himself when he can too.

Rogue has posed:
Rogue only stops because he's got bare legs and she's got bare legs, they're both wearing shorts. She stops and turns her gaze down to look at him as he raises his legs up to block her, knowing it'll momentarily work but not entirely capable of keeping her contained, who is for that matter?

"Is that so?" Rogue asks of the Iceman then. She now is raising her right foot up to press her leather heeled boot onto his left front shin. She steps up onto him like he were a staircase, then she raises her other and is now standing on his legs. Though she weights next to nothing, she's averting her weight to stand there atop his legs and stares down at him.

"I could go through you like you were tissue paper and I were a city bus, Bobby Drake." She says now with a super serious look!

Iceman has posed:
    Bobby grits his teeth and if Rogue looks closely, she'll see his legs start to fog up as well. Oh, he's more than prepared to take this all the way. "That's ... so." He says, barely opening his mouth but then realizing she's flying and not actually standing.

    Bobby squints his eyes at the teacher's assistant. "Is that what we're doing now? having a muscle off? You trying to assert your dominance on me Carlyle?" Bobby asks as the air around them begins to get colder and colder so much so that even Rogue's breath will start to become visible as it cools against the air as she breathes. "Can't just have fun around here, can we? Always a contest." Bobby says, sticking his tongue out.

Rogue has posed:
Rogue steps down off of Bobby's legs and onto the ground again. She can see her own breath and though she hates the cold, it doesn't really hurt her per-se. So she just smirks down at him then, back onto the floor of the room.

"I'm just playin' around with you, Draaake." She says his last name again too. "I have fun all the time, I don't knwo what the heck you're talkin' about. She takes a seat again on the arm of the sofa and then raises that cup of ice cream up to her once more to take another spoonful of it out.

"You're gonna break all the electronics in here if ya lower the temperature much more, ya know. Then you're gonna have t'spend all your hair gel money on replacin' it." She says with a sly grin over to him.

Iceman has posed:
    "I don't think you know how electricity works." Bobby says with a smile as the room starts to warm up again as Rogue sits back down and he climbs out of his slouch, rocking his shoulders back and forth, pushing his butt back into the corner where it belongs. "And why does everyone think I spend so much money on hair gel? I just freeze my hair into place you guys. Come on!" Bobby says with a sigh and then a lift of his hand over his head as he tries to throw his used spoon across the room into the sink without looking. He waits a moment and then hears the clatter of the metal on the floor. "Dang." He says before standing back up and going to fetch it.

Rogue has posed:
Rogue looks up as she sees the spoon go flying across the room that is warming up? "Hey now." She says to him. "This is a house of learned doctors. We don't need t'go throwin' spoons all about'n stuff. Lets simmer down now..."

She smirks at him as he stands up and stalks off. "Where you goin', Pinocchio?" She asks then, turning on the arm of the sofa to stare after him as he sulks off presumably to go get his spoon.

"You should still be happy that you made the fireworks party way more fun with that slide'a yours. It was probably the best silly thing I've seen ya do yet, and I still remember your snowman attack from this past winter."

Iceman has posed:
    "I'm quite proud of both of those Carlyle." Bobby says with a smirk as he bends over and picks up his spoon only to drop it into the sink this time with precision and accuracy. It clatters against the metal basin and then Bobby is moving back to sit on the couch and quite brazenly he sits right against Rogue with a look to the woman as he smiles hugely. "I was sad that I missed my throw." The teacher says. That simple.

Magik has posed:
No Illyana is the natural state of things.

Suddenly Illyana is the unnatural change in that state.

The blonde stands where she wasn't, wind kicking things up and tossing them about as the teleportation disc disappears into the nether from which she summoned it. Papers flutter, hair roils, pink sundress that she's wearing flaps. She does not look the part of someone who wears pink sundresses. She should be in armor.

Carrying a sword.

Instead she's carrying a horrible creature of a plant in a black vase craddled against her left flank. The teeth and fingers of one stalk are dangerously close to bare flesh like she has no idea or just doesn't care. She's looking elsewheres, not even at Rogue and Bobby, but elsewhere elsewheres and stalking towards the door in much the same way as she has with the plants gross appendages reaching for her bare upper arm; like she's blissfully unaware anyone else is in the lounge.

Rogue has posed:
When Bobby sits beside her on the sofa, she's still on the arm of it, and she just looks down at him. "You're just wantin' t'end up in a coma, aren't ya, Ice Cube?" She asks before smirking. Her own half-pint of ice cream is finished off with another spoonful and she looks down at herself, jeans shorts and teeshirt, lotsa skin able to ruin someone's day who dared graze across it.

Its the rushing of wind and the displaced papers and other objects around the room that get Rogue to look over and see Illyana... and that 'thing' again. Rogue immediately stands up.

"Oh god, please tell me you're takin' that thing AWAY finally? Don't tell me you're bringin MORE of them here, Illyaaaanaaaa." She whines the woman's name out to her. Rogue is not a fan of the demonic flowers!

Iceman has posed:
    Bobby shrugs his shoulders. "Y're always blatherin' on about the coma Carlyle. We know, we get it, some of us, aren't afraid." Bobby says with a smirk as he lift his hand and extends a finger that turns to ice and he then pokes Rogue's bicep with it and giggle. "Bro, do you even lift." He teases.

    In as much time as it takes to stand up, Bobby's on his feet and instead of just his finger, his whole self is ice and there's a fog rolling off his head, out from under his shirt and shorts and it's flowing to the floor. "Hello again Illy-eeeewwww! Why do you have mouths and fingers on your... flesh-owers?" Bobby says pointing at them.

Magik has posed:
Does Illyana know shes not alone in the room prior to her name spoken?

Who knows. Who can know? She's very strange.

When Rogue speaks her name, however, she stops her stalking and turns to stare at the pair of mutants already occupying the lounge. "I brought this one for you." She says, motioning outward with the hand holding the flower so as to extend it out to her. "I made certain there were more spider leaves. You seemed to like those the most." Looking steadily towards Bobby, fixing the Iceman in pale blue stare. "Hello Bobby. It is a Hell Flower Bouquet. They grow native, but I have nurtured this one for several years."

Rogue has posed:
Rogue is standing aside of the iced over Bobby Drake now once he raises up and takes his ice form. Together the both of them are eyeballing Illyana something fierce when she turns to regard them.

But its the delivery of the hell Bouquet that has a unique reaction on Rogue, doing something that often / not many things can do. It makes her stumble backward and actually trip over the coffee table with one foot, making her sit down on the edge of it.

Her right hand raises up, gloved finger pointing at it. "Keep that thing away from me." She tells the Limbo Queen. "Seriously, that stuff is meeeessed up. What the hell is it even doin' back here? I don't abide by that kinda prank! Post-it notes? Sure, fine. But not THAT thing!" She scoots her butt back across the coffee table toward its center.

Iceman has posed:
    Bobby gets the chance to step up and while he doesn't stand in front of Rogue he does stand up FOR Rogue. "Illy, they are awfully creepy to our sense of taste and style..." Bobby says with a frown while motioning towards the flower that's actively chomping towards Illy's arm. "I'm not sure what it's like in Limbo, but here, we tend to prefer less, carnivorous and more green and colorful flowers. With petals and leaves instead of teeth and fingers." Bobby says with a tilt of his head to Illy, hoping she'll catch on.

Magik has posed:
"I do not know how to prank." Illyana holds the bouquet out to Rogue, but she's gotten no closer to the stumbling mutant or her Icey bodyguard. "It is a gift. You were very taken by the one I brought for the school, I thought you would greatly enjoy perhaps you having one is yours, da?" Wiggling it in her palm, completely straight faced.

One of the spider leaves wiggles all eight appengades and one of the mouths lashes out a tongue to capture the spider leaf and eat it. There is crunching sounds. The plant just ate itself. "You name it, perhaps? You will feel very good with it if it has name. I suggest Petrovich, but you pick. Is yours."

She frowns then. Looking from the plant to Bobby, to the plant, to Rogue, to the plant to the window where she can almost see her reflection. "Do you not think perhaps Petrovich, this is placeholder name so we know who I am speaking.." She explains, then continues, "Do you think Petrovich can perhaps hear you? That you are being rude to it because it is different?" She tsks quietly, shaking her blonde head.

It's so hard to tell when, or even if, she's joking.

"I will hold onto Petrovich for you. Give it to you when you are ready."

Rogue has posed:
Rogue's facial expression is as confused and disgusted as its ever been in her entire life. That whole display with the bouquet is utterly... attrocious and appalling to the young girl who grew up outdoors playing with frogs down by the creek near her family's house. She was an outdoorsy girl! But this? This is on another level of 'Ewww wtf!'.

"Kill it..." Rogue says over to Bobby as she reaches over to his ice form and tries to tug on his arm but her gloved hands just slide right off of the slippery Drake appendage.

Her eyes are of course locked on the demon flowers and she has to flicker them up to Illyana. "Look. Illy. You're the coolest. Cooler than Bobby here even. I mean, I aspire t'be as 'metal' as you are in my own life. But... I don't think I'll EVER be 'ready' for that gift!"

Iceman has posed:
    "C'mon Illyana, take it outta here or I will have to freeze it enough to make sure we're all safe. Not sure if there's any kind of super bacteria or anything like that in Limbo." Bobby says with a frown. He's trying to be diplomatic about it, while getting the result he and Rogue would prefer. Plus he's sure Scott or Logan would just chop or blast the thing into next week without a word first. Bobby thinks he's being the best guy he can be!

Magik has posed:
"Petrovich will grow on you." Illyana assures Rogue, "I will send pictures like Sally Struthers." A hand comes up to stroke at one of the spider leaves and be damned if the monsterous vegitation doesn't coo a little. Pale blue eyes fix on Bobby, "This is not neice thing to say to Petrovich.." Frowning, ever so deeply, she shrugs both pale shoulders and moves her hand away from petting the plant to summoning a teleportation disc.

She swipes her hand right and both she and Petrovich disappear in a rush of air similar to her arrival when the disc pops like an oversized balloon.

Rogue has posed:
"Its the thought that counts?" Rogue is then saying to Illyana before she and the flower disappear again. A second or so later and she's moving to stand up and head for the doorway out of the teacher's lounge. "Okay. I don't know where she goes when she vanishes like that? But if its where -that- kinda flower arrangement is 'normal'? Then totally count me out of ever visiting Illyanaland." She visibly shivers as she rises back to her feet and makes for the exit of the teacher's lounge.

"I'm gonna find some booze now, that has completely changed my day!" She's also apparently forgotten about Bobby proclaiming his latest post-it-note prank on Storm's classrrom!

Iceman has posed:
    Bobby slowly changes his form from his ice to skin slowly as he stands there and then a shiver starts from his shoulders and flows down his back and then bounces back up to his neck and he audible shivers at the thought again. "Yeah... I'm gonna... Wait not in the open!" Bobby says running to the door and shouting down the hall to Rogue.