8551/TV night.

TV night.
Date of Scene:	28 July 2019
Location:	Rec Room - Xavier's School
Synopsis:	Sam and Shannon talk about movies and classes.
Cast of Characters:	Cannonball, Nightingale

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Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie is setting up for movies tonight, his night to choose, and looks like he has ever set up snacks for if anyone joins him.

Nightingale has posed:
Shannon wanders into the rec room, finding the nearest beanbag chair to flop down in, keeping her wings well out of the way. Her long, pale gold hair is pulled back in a ponytail, and she wears an ash-gray tanktop, with red tartan sweat pants for pajamas. And on her feet are the goofiest pair of slippers, which look like nothing more than fluffy Old English sheepdogs, complete with big black noses, and a pink felt tongue lolling out where her toes would be. Behind one ear, she has what looks to be a sprig of lavendar tucked away, lending its sweet scent. She spots Sam and waves, having long since lost her nervousness around him. He had been kind to her since day one, and thus far had not steered her wrong. "Hi!"

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie looks over and says "You up for goofy comedy night?" He will ask her, as he brings her over a rootbear without asking, a cola for himself. He has a seat in a recliner, and says "Ah got a few classics set up. "Airplane is the first one."

Nightingale has posed:
Shannon accepts the rootbeer with a grateful smile, raising her glass in salute. "That sounds perfect! Oh god, 'Airplane'... surely you can't be serious?" Her eyes twinkle with mirth, the sophomore having no problem dropping her guard at the moment.

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie grins at her, and gives the proper reply "I am serious, and don't call me Shirley." He chuckles and says "Was not sure if you would know that one or not. He will ask her "So had any training classes with your flight yet?"

Nightingale has posed:
Shannon shakes her head, taking a sip of the root beer. "No, but I've tried practicing a little on my own. Just not by the lake again... I had no idea someone was living in the boathouse." She shrugs lightly, turning a little bit red. "I haven't met too many fliers. Who would be good to ask?" Ah, yes, the proper response gets a proper reply, a burst of laughter and a high-five.

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie says, "About the half the folks around here can fly in one form or another to be honest. Doug and Ah will have to set up a course for you. Maybe start with some of Warrens old ones." He will smile and says "So you said your interested in mythology?"

Nightingale has posed:
Shannon nods. "Especially Greek. When I was real small... maybe about five... mom was taking some college courses in mythology, and she'd let me read her old textbook. I still have the thing." She smiles with the memory of it, hugging her knees to her chest. "She loved making paintings themed on some of the old myths. I remember one of them was Athena's birth, she painted the scene of Athena coming out of Zeus' head with all her armor on." Sighing a little, she smiles. "Wish I was half that good at painting, but everyone's got their talents, I guess. What about you? What classes do you like?"

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie says, "I am a science guy to be honest, but I like mythology and such as well. We actually have a student from my class that you might find interesting, she knows a lot about Roman and I know not quite the same as Greek, but close. Me Ah know more about Norse Mythology than any other t be honest."

Nightingale has posed:
Shannon tilts her head, listening to him for a moment. "Norse mythology's my weakest one. Oh! That reminds me... you told me to ask you about the leather bag you gave me for my birthday." She smiles softly, hugging her knees to her chest and leaning forwards slightly. "It looks like it's got quite a story behind it."

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie smiles and looks over to her, and hmms a bit pondering what he wants to tell her. He will offer a smile at her, and says "Would you believe it is from Nidavellir?

Nightingale has posed:
Shannon looks more than a little perplexed, one eyebrow raised. "Ummm... where?" The movie was forgotten for the moment, the tale behind the gift piquing her interest.

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie smirks a bit and says "The dwarven homelands it is one of the nine realms that the Asguardian's break reality up into." He will watch her reaction "It has been to Asguard." He will tell her.

Nightingale has posed:
The smile that lights up Shannon's face is priceless, the simple joy and excitement of knowing the tale behind such a precious gift. "You're kidding, right? That's just incredible! I mean, okay, you know up here those places are for real..." She taps the side of her head lightly. "...but still, that kind of brings it home, you know?"

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie nods, and says "Oh trust me, realizing their real, and to be honest how much they are like us can be wild. Ah guess growing up around and even being a miner myself some Ah feel rather connected to the dwarfs." He does not add that he was basiclly adopted by the king of the dwarfs.

Nightingale has posed:
Shannon nods slowly, curling her hands around her glass. "It makes the small-mindedness of hatred make even less sense than it did before. If beings out there are so much like we are here, and yet we welcome some of them as friends... and, if like miss Munroe said my first day here, myths have more reality in them than most think... how can we hate each other, if we accept someone from another world?"

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie nods his head a bit to this and says "Ah think it is somewhat a cross between folks feeling they have to think others are less than them to make themselves feel better, or folks who think someone has more than them, and thinks it is not fair. If someone can do more than them, then it obviously aint fair and they feel they should have it.

Nightingale has posed:
Shannon nods a little bit. "So, just a really bad case of sour grapes." She shrugs, and smiles some. "Maybe someday..." Just then, the infamous bar fight scene is playing on the screen, making her giggle. "Girl scouts was never like -that-!"

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie looks over and grins a bit at that, and says "You know we can teach you to fight like that somewhat if your interested in learning to fight. Will try to make sure you at least know a decent level of self defense." He hmmms and says "Ok might have to check something, have you ever hit someone?"

Nightingale has posed:
Shannon shakes her head. "I'm not sure I could. Maybe... I don't know." She shrugs and chuckles. "Yeah, I guess self-defense would be a good idea. Who teaches that?"

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie says, "We have a few who can teach it, I would guess Kitty would probably be the one to teach you, but Ah do want to see if your power activated if you hit somoene."

Nightingale has posed:
Shannon shivers a little at the prospect of that happening. "I hope not. Though that's another thing... how am I going to learn to control that power, without having to have someone get hurt?" She bites her lower lip a little, turning back to the screen. The hijinks and hilarity soon bring back her smile. "Going to be showing the sequel to this one later?"

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie nods, and says "I was thinking and maybe Space Balls." He looks at her, and says "Well for minor stuff, you are at a school of a decent number of people someone is always getting a strained ankle, pulled muscle, minor cut or something. Then there is some who might volunter for a bit more since Josh can heal if there is an issue.

Nightingale has posed:
Shannon tilts her head, considering that. "Well... okay, I guess that makes sense. I hope nobody volunteers for more than minor stuff, though." She's rendered silent for a few minutes, and just finishes her soda. The familiar title has her smiling all over again, though. "We're not just doing this for money... we're doing this for a ton of money!"

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie smiles a bit to her, and says "Have you ever seen Tucker and Dale vs Evil?" He will offer her some chips, as he munches some himself "We got one heck of a library movies, books and about anything else here."

Nightingale has posed:
Shannon grins and goes for the chips, flipping one off of her fingers as if flipping a coin, trying to catch it in her mouth. It's a miss, bouncing off of the end of her nose instead, to comical effect. "Huh? Tucker and who?" When she looks over at Sam, it's as if he grew another head. "Who's in that one?"

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie looks at her shoicked "Ok you have to watch it maybe next Alan Tudyk, Tyler Labain, and oh what is here name....Katrine Brown, no Bowden." He will tell her. "It is a newer slapstick type movie. People being afraid of rednecks."

Nightingale has posed:
Shannon giggles and nods. "Sounds good. Oh, I don't suppose maybe there's some of Mel Brooks' classics, are there? The man was a comedic genius! 'Blazing Saddles', 'Men In Tights'... please tell me those are here?" She pulls the lavendar out from behind her ear for a moment, idly twirling the stem between her fingers and smelling the flower. Her cheeks go a little bit rosy... oh my.

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie nods, and says "Of course, like Ah said was planning Space Balls, Ah think we have all of them, even both versions of the Producers." He will smile at her, and says "What do you think about the old 80s action flicks?'

Nightingale has posed:
Shannon tilts her head, thinking on this for a moment. "Well... which ones? Are you talking about those cheesy old kung fu movies where the dubbing is so horrible you have more fun making up your own lines?" She giggles at the thought of those.

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie says, "Well those are fun, but was thinking more Rambo, Terminator, Missing in Action, those type of movies. There was some fun ones. Road house is another good onr."

Nightingale has posed:
Finally, some familiar titles! Shannon nods, and grins wide at the list presented. "Terminator was pretty awesome, and I loved the music for it, too. Rambo wasn't one of my favorites, it got kind of gory. Don't think I ever saw Missing In Action... any others you like?"

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie says, "Missing in action is sorta a Rambo type one. Ah was always a fan of the no thought action flicks, good guy saving the day and all."

Nightingale has posed:
Shannon nods and chuckles. "Guess I'm kind of a sucker for superhero movies. All the stuff I've had to re-think in the past few days just coming here, it kind of makes me wonder how much of some of those have a grain of truth in them, too. Fiction versus fact and all that."

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie nods and says "Well have seen a few of the different heroes, and pretty sure some of the movies about have to be based on some of the things they have done, but alot made up too. If there is any movies you aint seen you want to let me know.

Nightingale has posed:
Shannon facepalms when the infamous Otto is deployed, giggling. "Whoever made these two movies was a comedy genius. Hey... we ought to try and make a snack called 'Nacho Grande'. The snack you'll never get over!"

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie hmms and says "Well Taco Bell has a version of it, but what are you thinking if I may ask." He chuckles at the movie as it goes along.

Nightingale has posed:
"Well, dang. They beat us to it?" Shannon pouts a little bit, to adorable, somewhat comical effect. "Pretty much I was thinking nachos with just about every topping you can think of on it, short of guacamole. Ugh, whoever invented that stuff ought to be keelhauled." She reaches for a bowl of popcorn and flicks a kernel of it at Sam. "Catch!"

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie gets bonked on the head with the popcorn, and looks at her "Hey now." He is smiling though not seeming upset. "We can always make our own version of if if we want. Gotta say with most of my class being from all over, Ah did get to try a lot of different foods Ah have never even heard of.

Nightingale has posed:
Shannon giggles and readies another bit of popcorn. "You're supposed to catch it, not wear it, silly. Here, try again!" Another kernel of popcorn sails through the air in Sam's direction. "That's another thing I love making in the fall and winter... popcorn balls. You'd be surprised how many variants there are on the idea. Some of them can get pretty exotic."

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie will move and catch it in his mouth, and grins over to her after munching it. Need to make some nanner pudding and let ya try it. "Oh rule of thumb if something stays in the fridge more than a day or two it normally becomes free game.

Nightingale has posed:
"That's assuming it doesn't crawl out on its own by then. Oooo, banana pudding? Ever try layering vanilla wafer cookies on the bottom of the stuff, and letting them soak in the pudding? That has got to be ambrosia of the gods!" Shannon grins wide; somehow, talking shop about cooking always seemed to break the ice.

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie nods, and "For the real good stuff, you make your own wafers. Ma would do that once in while not very often though as it took more time than she could put into it if it was not for a special occasion.

Nightingale has posed:
Shannon raises her eyebrows. "That must've taken -forever-!" She smiles, hugging her knees to her chest again and resting her chin atop them. "Sounds like you cooked a lot with your mom. My mom could pretty much burn water. Dad's the better cook between the two of them." She sighs a little, looking off into the distance for the moment. "Could always talk about just about anything to them when we were cooking. Wonder if I'll ever be able to do that again. Home isn't very mutant-friendly, so I don't see myself going back there again."

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie says, "Well we can work on some things that might help, maybe set it up so your look normal to other folks. Ah cooked occasionally not a lot I would say. When my little sisters got big enough they were more often helping, and then Ah was working in the mines so Ah did not get to help much."

Nightingale has posed:
Shannon frowns a little bit, spreading her wings out. "There's no hiding these, is there? I mean, I could keep them in and just wear one of those dramatic cloaks or something, call it a fashion statement..."

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie says, "Actually yea, we do have a way of hiding them, but you have to be a bit cautious not to bump them into people when they don't see them. A few of our students have to use what we call an image inducer when they want to go out in public."

Nightingale has posed:
Shannon nods, and sighs a little. "Well, I guess that'd make something like going out for ice cream possible. I mean... can't just stay in here forever, right?" She smiles some, tucking a stray wisp of pale gold away behind her ear, as it slips out of her ponytail. "I hope a day comes when we don't have to hide what we are."

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie nods his head, and says "Ah got lucky on that front, unless Ah am using my powers you can't really tell. Heck all of us were luck about that. Hmmms a bit at this and says "Reminds me about something Ah need to ask Doug. Some ideas about his hand. He had recently decided to be open about being a mutant though at least.

Nightingale has posed:
Shannon nods. "Maybe one day I could be open about it like that. At least, when I learn to control my power. That could be bad news otherwise." She tilts her head a little bit, and smiles some. "Even if I can't ever go back home... I wonder about maybe staying to help here. Past few days, I've been kind of thinking what I'd want to do, and that's pretty high on the list."

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie nods his head a bit to this and says "So, what kind of things do you have in mind? You know, there is another type of classes, I thought you might be interested, but not sure if we have a real teacher for it, but am sure we could work on it. Cooking classes.

Nightingale has posed:
Shannon grins and definitely seems to brighten at the prospect. "Yeah, cooking classes would be fun. I mean, everyone's got to eat. Could be a way to apply some science, too. Ever seen some of that really fancy stuff? You know, like 'caviar' made out of stuff like fruit juice, and things like that?" She smiles some and looks down at her hands. "Well, if I've got this power, I might as well use it. And pick up some medical classes while I'm at it, so maybe I don't have to use it as much."

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie nods his head and says "We got a lot of people around here who do some cooking, but a full fledge chef, Ah don't think so, but Ah will look into what we can do to help and let you learn more about it.

Nightingale has posed:
Shannon smiles. "That'd be fun. Can't be serious all the time, right?" She flicks some popcorn into the air and tries to catch it, still not quite able to land the stuff where it's supposed to go. It winds up bouncing off her forehead and into her hair.

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie chuckles a bit at her, and says "Well hope ya don't do that with popcorn balls, your liable to knock yaself out." He teases her. "So, have you still enjoying it here?"

Nightingale has posed:
Shannon nods. "Very much so. Looking forward to classes starting." She frowns a little as she realizes the bit of lavendar fell from her hand somewhere in the course of things, and has to hunt it down; it seems to have dropped to the ground. She tucks it away behind her ear again, blushing a little. "I was wondering if the students ever went out anywhere. I mean... is there anywhere we can go that's a little more mutant-friendly? Especially if there's things like these image inducers you were talking about."

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie says, "Well, might be able to take you and some of the students out to Salem center, but will look into getting you a inducer, and would make you seem like yourself just without the wings."

Nightingale has posed:
Shannon nods. "Kind of a bummer. But you've gotta do what you've gotta do." She smiles, and settles into watching the next movie, enjoying the company, the snacks, and just good, relaxing times overall.