8322/Mini Golf at the Land-O-Putt

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Mini Golf at the Land-O-Putt
Date of Scene: 14 July 2019
Location: A mini-golf course
Synopsis: Bobby Drake and Rogue play mini-golf to unwind
Cast of Characters: Iceman, Rogue




Iceman has posed:
    "Oh man, this place is the best!" Bobby says spinning around with his hands out as if he was enjoying a down pour in a romantic comedy. Except it's not. He's just a goofy blonde teacher with a bright pink putter in one hand and a neon orange golf ball in the other. He's stepping up to the second hole and jumping to the side to allow Rogue to have the first short.

    Bobby's smile is large and infectious as ever as he leans against his clup with the golf head on the ground and both hands bracing his belly against the rubber handle as he watches Rogue with his eyes on her with that playful kind of burning intensity.

Rogue has posed:
Rogue is wearing some blue jeans shorts and a light green teeshirt, some dark leather sandals on her otherwise bare feet, she has sunglasses on over her eyes, some fancy designer Aviators. With a neon yellow putter and a powder blue ball she's smirking at Bobby stepping up to take her next shot.

"You look born t'put-put." She chides the teacher with a sly grin. She squares up on her shot and sends the ball rooooolling with a little clack of putter to ball. The southern girl is definitely trying to curb her powers here, keep her strength in-check so she doesn't send the ball across the state, but her ability control her strength has gotten pretty remarkable these days.

"I'm the best at this Gentlemen Only Ladies Forbidden mini-version." She states then with a smirk as her gloved right hand raises up to brush some of her wild hair out of her face from the summer winds.

Iceman has posed:
    Bobby is wearing a pair of khaki shorts as though he was going to go sail his own boat, with a pastel color polo shirt, even has the little tiny gator logo on the front. He is wearing a pair of socks over his brown loafers with a criss cross white over creamsicle shade of orange. He only needs that flat 20's paper boy hat to complete the look.

    "Little do you know Carlyle, I WAS born t'putt-putt." Bobby smirks before he pantomimes him sending a ball down the fairway off the tee with a HUGE stroke, shoulder to shoulder. "Now move it or lose it sister! I'm here to smack some balls around." He says gruffly before dropping his ball and taking an inornate number of practice swings, like fifteen. "Shhh, shut up, I'm getting into the zone."

Rogue has posed:
Rogue stands off to the side and raises her own putter up to rest it on her shoulder with the smacky end aimed back behind her toward a tree to the side of the play area.

She just grins at him with her other hand going to her hip. "You're borderline Deadpool, ya know that, right? Like if you get a costume that doubles as a BDSM suit, and likely smells horrible on the inside, you'll be crossin' over that border."

Its been awhile since she saw Wade Wilson, but the last time she had he'd been stabbed by Logan and left to groan in a snow drift outside the school near the tennis court.

When he goes to take his shot, her putter bumps him in his butt to distract him right as he is connecting with his neon hued ball.

Iceman has posed:
    Bobby's reaction is likely what Rogue expected. His voice cracks and goes about two octaves higher and his ball is sent down the felt path in a wild direction, bouncing off three walls and circling around the hole and back in their direction. Bobby turns sharply with daggers from his eyes in Rogue's direction. "That's not even close to fair Carlyle." Bobby says with a finger aimed at Rogue and his hand rubbing at his backside with the blush of subtle embarrasment spreading under his eyes.

    After a moment Bobby turns to look for his dropped club and picks it up off the ground after turning his bum away from Rogue's direction. "If you're going to play THAT way, you're on Carlyle."

Rogue has posed:
"Southern rules, City Boy." Rogue chimes back at him after she watches his ball sail away down the course and into a terrible position to continue the game from. She starts to walk on down the course to where her powder blue ball is resting right on angle for the green and the hole at the end.

A casual tune is whistled as she goes and moves to line up with her ball for another shot. "Besides, ya wouldn't dare do that t'me, cause ya know I'd absolutely punish ya for it." She states as she takes one / two practice sways then strikes her ball with a nice clip!

Iceman has posed:
    "I thought we abolished the double standard." Bobby says casually as he walks BACKWARDS from the starting point to find his ball and like a true gamesman, he plans to hit it from here, at a huge disadvantage, and mostly because Rogue is on the other side of the course from him. It's only like, fourty feet, but he's not going to suddenly have her probing him. Right?

    Bobby lines up and adjusts his shorts again before he takes a swing, hard and with a bit of oompf to make sure the ball will make it at least near the hole. This time.

Rogue has posed:
"Heck nah, I love that double standard." Rogue replies, grinning big as she watches him walk and walk and walk to get his ball. She raises a hand up to shield the sun from her sunglasses-covered-eyes and she calls out now. "Now I feel bad." She says to him from his fourty feet away place.

She remains off to the side of where her own ball is and just watches him hit. She follows his ball's course and she lowers her hand back down to her hip. "You did it!" She sayus to him. "Admittedly that was a pretty impressive shot, Cold Stone." She named him after the Ice Cream chain apparently?

Iceman has posed:
    Bobby sticks his tongue out at Rogue as he struts back towards the girl with his club resting on his shoulder. "Cold Stone? Like... that old ass wrestler?" The teacher asks with a lift of his eyebrow at the TA. Silently thanking whoever is up above that she wasn't HIS TA. Those poor students wouldn't learn a single thing if so.

    Bobby moves over towards the cup and then motions with a gesture for Rogue to resume. "It is your shot Carlyle. Impresse me." He requests foolishly.

Rogue has posed:
Rogue steps back out toward her ball on the faux-grass and she just grins at his word. "No, dummeh." She replies. "Like the ice cream shop. Don't they have those around where you grew up? They did where I came from... At least in the big city. Not Meridian, Meridian had a freezer with ice cream in the back'a the corner store. Thats as classy as we had it."

She steps over her ball and glances to the nearby hole, then down to the ball, then to the hole, then down. She lines up her shot and takes a careful one with very little power.

The ball rolls toward the hole... licks the edge and nearly falls in, but comes back out and rolls another couple of feet away. Rogue sighs.

Iceman has posed:
    "What's this?!" Bobby says sounding surprised as her ball keeps rolling, the faintest hint of some ice behind the ball and it keeps moving, doing a long circle around Rogue before moving towards the hole. "Holy crap Carlyle, that was incredible." Bobby says before the ball makes that clattering sound of falling into the hole. "Not sure if it was impressive, but is was ... cool." Bobby says with a wink then he bends over with one leg moving up to counter balance as he plucks the two balls out of the cup. "Here you go."

Rogue has posed:
Rogue's eyes follow her ball as it spins around her and then clatters into the cup. She then looks up at him and lowers her sunglasses down to the tip of her nose and just smirks at him. "Nice one, Ice One." She states while she moves to take her ball from his hand, plucking it up with thumb and forefinger, then walking past him and delivering another club slap to the back of his butt.

Now she's skipping off of that course and moving for the next one. "This one has a pirate ship!" She exclaims with way more glee than a 20 year old girl should have for such a revelation. She moves towward said ship and just grins whilst watching it shoot water out of its simulated cannon-ball damaged hull.

"Awww, its so cute... Look-it." She points with her club. "There's little dead pirates inside of it... and a couple'a dead frogs. Ew."

Iceman has posed:
    Bobby was about to protest but then he just shuts up and follows Rogue down to the next hole and smirks. He tries to bounce his ball on the concrete between the holes and accidentally careens it in another direction that he has to chase down for several steps before he catches his ball and smirks awkwardly at Rogue.

    Walking back Bobby looks into the pirate ship also and frowns, poking at one of the dead frogs with his putter. "That's nasty...You'd think they would have someone clean this thing out at least once a year... or do they expect the birds to do that for them..." Bobby frowns towards Rogue before he tries to scoop up a frog with his putter and guide it towards Rogue. "Ribbit."

Rogue has posed:
Rogue grew up in the outdoors of Mississippi, she used to jump feet first into a creek by her parents place before she lost them. Then a pond was on her aunt's property and it got swam in every summer. She's not grossed out by dead frogs... well, not entirely.

She does intercept his putter with her own, crossing them like lightsabers she halts the progression of him shoving that dead frog at her. "Don't you dare." She warns him before smirking and tipping her chin toward the bushes near the fence on the edge of the grassy lane beside them.

"Put it in those." She tells him as she moves to fish out the other one with her own club then. Its more challenging than it looks though... but she eventually does get it! "Poor little froggies. I bet they thought they found the best home ever inside'a Blackbeard's Ship."

Iceman has posed:
    Bobby's tempted to sword fight with Rogue, so much, but then she points out the bushes and he nods. "That works for me." He says as he slowly lifts the carcass and slowly it simply rolls off the side of his club with a SPLAT against the plastic of the boat. "Well..." Bobby groans as he has to gather it again and then unceremoniously he flings the frog towards the bushes. "Maybe some birds will enjoy that later, no?" Bobby says with a shrug of his shoulders before turning to look for the tee to get back to the minigolf.

Rogue has posed:
Rogue deposits her own deceased froggie into the bush, settling it down on the thick branches and not just tossing it into the dirt like Bobby had. "Birds or a cat. I saw a cat on our way in, I bet its here t'hunt the mice." She states as she walks back toward where Bobby is now, pausing though near the water source tou dip the end of her putter into the pool and shake it around a little to clean it off some... probably fruitless or actually making it more dirty, but the water LOOKS clean over all.

"This is fun." Rogue says then to him as she joins him and watches him prepare his next shot. "Thanks for suggestin' it. I've driven past this place like nine million times, but never thought t'come here." She pauses then and places a gloved hand on his arm, eyes wide! "We should go t'the drive in movie theater, its near here!" Another thing she'd wanted to do. "I think they're showin' that Dark Futures movie, the sci fi one with all the lasers and aliens attackin' people!"

Iceman has posed:
    "Sounds like a good cat then." Bobby says with a smirk and a shrug as he lifts his putter to his empty hand and freezes the whole end of it before taping it a few times on the ground, making the ice splinter and break off the thing in pieces that he then kicks away with his foot.

    Bobby takes his ball and holds it in his hand before motioning towards Rogue to take her first putt again. He's so polite. But, trying to get her back for earlier, Bobby shouts quickly and loudly, "MOVIES-SOUND-AWESOME!" He giggles and runs out of immediate reach before he asks, "One of your like, nine cars or one of Scott's?"

Rogue has posed:
Rogue nudges Bobby after he did that with the ice and she motions to the course beside theirs, where there's a blonde boy around 10 years old with his dad and younger brother, the dad and younger brother look busy golfing, but the 10 year old just watched Bobby do that thing with the ice and looks all manner of confused.

"You're gonna get us in trouble." Rogue says in a hushed and warning voice, not entirely sure of that but she knows with all the Mutant stuff going on these days its a possibility!

Either way, the southern belle is stepping up to the tee and prepping her ball placement, then she readies up and takes another shot! Her ball rolls rolls rolls and goes UP the ramp INTO the pirate ship and through the interior of it where it pops out off a ledge on the other siiiiiiiiide! and falls into w aater trap with a sploosh.

"Damnit." Rogue mutters then. "Not enough Oomph. Neve'ah enough Oomph." She states the last part with a smirk toward the Iceman.

Iceman has posed:
    Bobby steps up to Rogue and whispers in her ear, yes he's nervous about touching her so he doesn't but he does whisper, "I think he's looking at you more than my club." Bobby says with a smirk and a playful pat of Rogue's back,

    "Knowing you Carlyle, it was too much oomph." Bobby says loudly after he takes a step back and sets up his own ball and tests his swing about five times this time, looking at his ball, looking at the boat, looking at Rogue, looking at himself in Rogue's sunglasses. Then finally he hits the ball and it takes a bad bounce and smacks off the side of the boat and Bobby actually catches it with a snag of his hand. "Whoops. Take two. That doesn't count against me because I caught it."

Rogue has posed:
Rogue just smirks at his hushed response. "I strongly doubt that a kid his age is eyeballin' me." She responds as she moves to step across the way and out of his shooting angle. She watches his shot ring off the side of the plastic ship and bounce back at him. It just makes her grin as she nod/shakes her head at the same time. "It soooo counts. No question it counts. If I get a water trap penalty you gotta take a stroke for that gaffe."

With that said she steps over around the ship and starts to wiggle her right hand out of her glove because she has to bend down to get her ball out of the water. "Hopefully there's no sharks in here." She says softly with a smirk as she dips her hand into the water to fetch her ball, which is a little touch because its the same color as the powder blue floor of the water trap.

Iceman has posed:
    While Rogue is playing go-fish with her golf ball, Bobby is putting his ball back on the rubber green pad that they call a tee and he practices his stroke more than a couple times again and this time, the ball goes straight and true into the pirate ship. It comes bubbling out of the feature and smacks right into Rogue's wrist. "Hey! I made it through hooray!" Bobby can be heard on the other side of the boat until he comes running around the side and smiles at Rogue. "Where's my ball?"

Rogue has posed:
The ball smacks her arm and splashes down into the water...
So when Bobby comes racing around the pirate ship, she's slowly looking up at him with water dripping off of her face and her eyes closed. She has her lips pressed firmly together and is blinking her eyes as she smiles and raises her hand up out of the water with both of their golf balls in her wet hand now.

After a second of that she turns her face toward her right shoulder to dry it off on the shoulder of her teeshirt. "Ahem." She says then as she starts to stand up again. "You're such a dingus." She tells the Icey one as she offers him his ball back. "I say we just set them down past the ship and move on from ever having been excited t'see it. Its clearly cursed."

Iceman has posed:
    "Obviously. A pirate ship like that in this day and age, clearly its crew it meant to suffer." Bobby says, taking his ball back with a thank you before he wraps it up in the end of his shirt to dry it off. But then he has to tuck his polo shirt back into his shorts with a hand stuffing between the fabric and his side.

    Bobby pulls out the score card and writes down their scores before Rogue has even had a chance to take her second shot of the hole. But he doesn't tell her that, obviously.

Rogue has posed:
Rogue is in the process of taking that next shot while she knows precisely what he's doing. "Ya don't need t'take that score card thing so serious." She tells him as she lines up for her shot and hits the ball further down the course to make it zoom around the downward spiral ramp toward the cup at the end. It sails past the cup and bounces off of the wooden logs that fence-in the course.

"Cause I'm gonna win by default." She says to him then with another grin before she starts to trot her self down the sloped ramp's stairs that go around beside the course itself.

Iceman has posed:
    "That's not how default works!" Bobby calls out as she walks away and he has to line up his own shot after fumbling between paper and pencil and the tiny little pocket on his chest. "Stop being so 'pro women'." Bobby says, sticking his tongue back out and then adds, "It makes your sashaying hips seem awfully counter intuitive." Of course Bobby wasn't watching her thighs while she walks, he was staring at his orange ball on the sharp contrast of the green fake grass. Yeah.

Rogue has posed:
"Yeah yeah!" Rogue calls back up to him after he says all of that. "Don't give a heck about women, I'm Pro ME." She says further as she's down at the end of the course now and waiting for him, so she settles into a seat on the bench that is beside the end of the pirate coast hole, there's a sign beside her talking about the 'lore' of the hole and how the pirates got stuck on the rocks while in a fight with the authorities they were fleeing from. She's grinning at the story before she looks back to where he is.

"Come on, slow poke." She says, moving to stand up again and go take her shot. "I'm goin' without ya!" She warns as she taps her ball forward and into the hole with that satisfying clatter!

Iceman has posed:
    "I see how it is!" Bobby says, calling her bluff as he lines up his final shot for the hole, he thinks. He sends the ball down the grass and is about to pump his fist when it rolls short and stops just before the hole. Well, crapbubbles.

    "COMING!" He says as he catches up to his ball and goes to knock it in with the club while walking past, to make sure it goes in and he flubs that one too. The ball goes wide right and he has to reach out and stop it like he was a hockey player blocking the puck. Bobby frowns as he has to take two more shots like that before it falls in.

    Bobby's face is beyond red and he's mumbling like Joe Pesci in a kids movie. "Frickin'frackin'stinkin'motherin' Did you go yet?" Drake asks as he finally catches up to Rogue.

Rogue has posed:
Rogue is standing off to the side of the course and she holds her putter against her thighs horizontally. She grins at him as he arrives and nods her head up and down dramatically. "I put it in the hole." She says, then motions toward it with her putter. "See? I won." She grins at him before she looks to his ball and tilts her head a little. "So if I'm 'not' winnin', then who is? Whats your little card thing say, huh?"

She starts to walk to the side, pacing back and forth now as she waits for him to catch up and finish this hole out so they can move on to the next which is partially visible around a shrubbery. An Egyptian Pyramid themed course!

Iceman has posed:
    "Ugh, Egypt stuff? I hate Egypt." Bobby complains as he follows behind Rogue, not even looking at the card. "How could you possibly know you're winning when you demanded I hold the score card? I'm pretty sure you wanted me to hold it so you don't ruin the curves in your jeans with this tiny pencil." Bobby says with a nudge of her backside with the head of his putter. Feeling more brazen now that they're obscured from the other golfers by a bush. "Plus you're a bigger cheat than I could ever dream!"

Rogue has posed:
"Psssh..." Rogue emits that sound as she walks past him and feels him tap her on the backside with that putter of his. "Gross frog putter off my butt!" She declares before glancing back over her shoulder at him. "And your lil' pencil ain't goin' anywhere near my curves." She states with a grin before she too is now disappearing around the shrubbery, white and brown hair blowing in the warm summer wind as she steps out into the air flow.

"How does someone hate Egypt?" She's asking then as she waits for the family on that hole to finish up, that dad and his two boys.

Iceman has posed:
    "It's too hot." Bobby says without hesitation. "Like... HOT hot. Not the good hot." Bobby continues with a blush as he waves to the father just in time for him to look up as Rogue makes a comment about small pencils and curves. "I know HONEY! It's why I'M carrying the lumber." Like it is an actual piece of wood with any true discernable weight. "Now can we possibly behave and let this nice family enjoy a round of golf..." Bobby says, acting like the father is SO put off by their behavior.

Rogue has posed:
The father is wearing a Guns n Roses teeshirt and has a mop of blond hair on his head, some khaki cargo shorts and nike shoes. He smirks at the two as they're waiting for him and his boys to finish. "I'm gonna call security and tell them that there's a couple of shady kids following us around." He teases Bobby and Rogue both.

Rogue stands there with her gloved hands on her putter's handle with the end of it resting ontop of her left shoe and she just grins at the dad. "Thats right, we're no good beatnik kids and we're here to do nothin' but bad bad stuff."

She glances over to Bobby then and grins at him too. She likes people who have good personalities and not weirdo lame no-sense-of-humor types, like there's so many of out and about all the time.

Iceman has posed:
    "I think he was joking." Bobby says pretty flatly with a lift of his hand towards the Axel Rose fan with a faint smile. "Just be glad we don't have actual golf carts..." Bobby says, suddenly realizing how creepy that might have really sounded. Then he turns to Rogue and whispers again. "Doing bad stuff at a putt putt will get you put on a list, Carlyle..." He says before he pulls away and leans against the orange and green piece of metal sticking out of the ground with a flat plant hanging out near the start of the course.

Rogue has posed:
Rogue, meanwhile, smirks at Bobby's response to her and she steps around to read the 'lore' about this course. "King Putt's Tomb." She says with a growing grin at the pun. "Its as sure a challenge as it is filled with mummies and ancient secrets..." She looks up to Bobby then and smiles brightly at him in the sun shining down across her.

"I wanna go t'Egypt some day and see the pyramids. Blink took me t'Easter Island, and we ran around those statue faces things? I forgot what they're called already. Those things were really cool though, as was the island itself... Fun Adventure, even if it was a little weird just steppin' through a portal t'get there."

She glances over as the Dad waves them on and escorts his kids to the next course in the putt-putt park.

Iceman has posed:
    "Your turn, Cleopatra Carlyle." Bobby says, daring to nudge her backside with the putter again. Why? Because she did it first and he's still playing catch up. Plus she already barked at him for it, so he's gotta push her button when he can. Gotta earn that relationship at all times.

    "Heyyyyy batta batta! SWING!" Bobby chatters, wrong game but he's having a good time with a stupid grin on his lips as he watches Rogue shammy her hips before each putt.

Rogue has posed:
Rogue is stepping up to set her ball down on the launch pad (as she calls it) and she feels the putter bap her backside again and when she raises up she looks back at him and smirks. "You're barkin' up the wrong tree, Bobby Drake." She warns him before she takes her shot, ignoring his Baseball taunting of her.

Her shot races down the lane and parts between the triangles of bricks then collides with one and goes bouncing all wildly around inside the lane. She huffs. "Least it stayed in the course." She comments before she looks back to Bobby. "Your turn, Robert." She states to him with a big smirk.

That 10 year old boy appears from around the great pyramids and he runs to where Rogue is, reaching her he offers up a red and white flower he plucked off of a potted planter. "Here, this is for you." He tells her before he grins and then says "Okaybye!" and runs away again.

Rogue accepts the flower and is 'Awwwing' as the boy runs off again. "Bye!" She calls after him before she looks over to Bobby and grins at him all big.

Iceman has posed:
    "Who's barking up any tree?" Bobby asks before kid 2 returns with a prize JUST for Rogue. Bobby rolls his eyes and sets his ball down on the tee and scoffs. "Gonna tell him to stop barking up your forbidden tree too?" Bobby asks before he pulls his putter back and puts a bit of english on the ball so that it curls around Rogue's ball and the pyramid she bounced off of near expertly. "Oh BOOM! Look who's closer!" Bobby says as he skip-dances his way over towards Rogue rubbing in his amazing shot, that still didn't go in.

Rogue has posed:
Rogue puts the flower under the wristband she has on her left wrist, the band is there to keep her glove tucked into it since she's wearing short gloves that have a mesh material to it so her hands don't get hot in the summer weather.

"You're jealous'a him, huh?" She asks of Bobby with a big grin as he takes his shot and she slowly nods her head as she steps to where here ball is.

"Nicely done, I guess." She tells him before she lines up her own and she chooses to go through the largest of the two pyramids, aiming her shot up the ramp where it collides with the edge of the pipe and bounces right back to her. She stops it with her sandal'd toes, then takes another shot and it goes right inside the chute this time and out the other side.

She just whistles like nothing happened!

Iceman has posed:
    "That counts." Bobby smirks and even puts out his duck lips towards Rogue. "Nah I'm not jealous of him. I at least get to ride in the car with you. He just has to be happy being a creepy stalker nine year old." Bobby says, sounding awfully jealous either way.

    Stepping away from Rogue to let her past he approaches his own ball and gives it a tap towards the hole and it spins half way around the cup before dropping in. "Hiya! That's two!" Bobby says, working on the score card again.

Rogue has posed:
As she walks past him, after he sinks his putt, she gives him a light shove on his arm. "Don't call him creepy. He was tryin' t'be sweet. He doesn't understand how any'a this stuff works yet, but still managed t'be cute'n charmin'. Something most ADULT 'men' don't even know how t'do."

She grins at him then as she steps around the pyramid to her ball and gives it a gentle tap to send it down the three steps and toward the cup where it rolls right in!

"Three. You 'win' this round, Bobby Drake." She says as she moves to get her ball back now.

Iceman has posed:
    Bobby has this time taken a few steps towards the next hole and looks over his shoulder as she's getting both balls. Hopefully.

    "Hurry up slow poke. We don't want to be here until dark. I don't want to miss that Science movie. A good black hole is the scariest thing in the world and we both know it." Bobby says as he wiggles his body back and forth, waiting for Rogue to actually catch up.