8924/Last Night of Freedom

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Last Night of Freedom
Date of Scene: 23 August 2019
Location: Kitchen - Xavier's School
Synopsis: Sam, Shannon, and Megan discuss life, cooking, and matters of the heart.
Cast of Characters: Nightingale, Pixie, Surge, Cannonball




Nightingale has posed:
     Word had gone out among the students at Xavier's that classes would begin in the morning. Some had decided to go out on the town for their last night of freedom before the start of the school year, others opted to spend it in more quiet pursuits around the mansion. One of those was Shannon; she was in the kitchen, perched on a stool at the counter with one of life's simple pleasures--milk and chocolate chip cookies. Her expression is definitely on the bemused side of things, with a bit of a blush, and definitely a smile. She's got her red tartan sweatpants, grey tank top, and sheepdog slippers on for PJ's, just kicking back and enjoying a quiet moment before the upcoming chaos of classes.

Pixie has posed:
Megan Gwynn wasn't all that keen on starting classes again, even if she excelled at gym and skipped ahead to TA in that particular class. Still, she's not an Xman, not yet, and us eager to finish the rest of her classes. Studying requires massive amounts of energy, especially when you run on a sugar high. She yawns as she steps into the kitchen, dressed in green pyjama shorts and a black t-shirt with 'Dazzler!' scribbled on the front in pink writing. She raids the fridge for some eggs or bacon or anything else she can get her hands on for breakfast.

Surge has posed:
One thing is absolutely certain about Noriko: She has absolutely no intentions of staying in the mansion tonight. However, she has to wait for Ellie, who is taking a nap, or doing something else that requires her not to be here right now and allows for Nori to get a little time in in the kitchen before they go tear up Salem Center's nightclub scene... of which there is very little!

Dressed ... not unlike a prostitute, the blue haired mutant slides into the kitchen with a fishnet shirt over a black sports bra, black pants cut off at the knees, and about a hundred different sized necklaces around her neck. She's not wearing her gauntlets at present, but that's likely to change before she leaves the grounds. Her hair has been freshly shaved on the underside and the roots have been redyed. And she has on enough black makeup to keep Hot Topic in business for another few months.

She walks with heavy steps towards the kitch on unlaced boots, ducking her head a little to see who's here, "Oh, sup, Shan-o-shy." Up nodding and slipping over to hop upon a stool to snag one of the winged bakers cookies and dip it into her milk. "You ready for classes? I bet you fuckin' are.. you probably already started studying, huh?" Flinging her hand around, throwing milk everywhere, to point it at Megan, "Seriously? You're /staying in/ tonight? You're joking? You-.. why? What the fuck, Megan?"

Nightingale has posed:
Shannon looks up and chuckles. Also in front of her is a biology textbook, only proving Noriko's point. "Yeah, actually. Accelerated biology classes, I was asking about those in light of the healing ability." She nudges the plate of cookies towards Noriko and Megan, letting them fight it out over the sweet treats--that was one scuffle she didn't care to get in the middle of! "Got to work on my wardrobe, though. If these parties keep up I'll need more than my black dress for formal stuff."

She nods to Megan and smiles. "Hey, Megan! Haven't seen much of you, how have you been?"

Pixie has posed:
Megan Gwynn pulls out an egg and some bacon and gets to work on frying an omelette on the oven. She glances over at Shannon and smiles. "Morning Shannon, How you been?" she smiles brightly and shrugs.

"Not much, been spending time at Mutant Town, trying to help where I can.." she shrugs and smiles, leaving out the details. "You look chipper. Looking forward to school?"

Towards Nori she smirks, "Wow, were you like, out all night or something? Hope you're ready for class!" she whips cheerfully, wings fluttering quickly as she settles down with her breakfast, hungrily digging in..

Surge has posed:
"Yeah, something like that." Nori is suspiciously sober for this time of day, whatever that time of day is, and finishes her soggy cookie. Sucking milk from the ends of each finger, she plops her chin down in her upturned palms, drumming freshly painted black nails against her cheeks as if suddenly bored. Eyeballing, in that her eyes sort of roll down to look at it, the Biology book, then cut up to Shannon, "God damn, you're a nerd." It's affection and warm, but still kind of sharp because she's Noriko.

"Alright, well this has been enlightening and educational." Slapping palms down on the counter, "But I have to go 'get ready for classes'.. and by that I mean, Imma go sleep in past one in the afternoon.. You two do all the things I would do." Slipping backwards with a little hop and jiggling jewelry, she spins on booted feet to go find some trouble to get into. There's a few hours of dark left... certainly there has to be something, somewhere.

Nightingale has posed:
Shannon laughs. "Haven't you heard? Nerd is the word!" Sure, Noriko had her sharp moments, but somewhere in there was a nice enough person, if one could get past the spikes and sparks. "Love what you did with your hair, by the way. Looks really good."

She smiles at Megan and nods. "Yeah, actually. Had a lot on my mind, talked it out where it needed to be, so all's good now. Really need to work on my wardrobe, though... Mason needed a plus one for one of his parties and guess who's it?"

Pixie has posed:
Megan Gwynn giggles at Nori's quip and nods. "Hee you're right! She kinda us a neeeerd!" she makes a face at Shannon, "You really are super keen on starting classes! Me? I'm not so sure I'm ready for summer to end..." she smiles at Nori and shrugs, "It is pretty early, guess I couldn't sleep. Hey do you want some bacon? I made too much and dunno if I can eat it all.."

Surge has posed:
Bacon... Nori dramatically slides to a stop midstep and turns to face Megan in the kitchen, actively considering how to proceed.. Her bottom lip chews up between her teeth to add physical expression to mental calculation, but ultimately seems to settle on continuation of course. "Nah.. Thanks though." Pointing both index fingers at Megan, "I'm off to find some trouble.. or make some trouble... or.. sleep, probably. That sounds pretty fucking dope." Her hand runs up the back of her neck to flick at her spikes, jiggling the bangles around her wrist noisely. "Thanks, Shan-o-shy. Good luck being teachers pet, I'm sure you'll win the prize with a plate of home made cookies." A wink directed at the winged healer.

"Peace, bitches." Walking backwards, throwing up peace gang signs as she slips out of the kitchen, on the hunt for Ellie. Certainly she's not already studying or wearing jim jams. It's way too early/late to be thinking about sleep... besides, Nori probably sleeps in whatever she wore the night before.

That's just the kind of winner she is.

Nightingale has posed:
Shannon facepalms. "Teacher's pet, really? It's called studying my as...." Just like that, Noriko's gone. She just shrugs, and ruffles her wings a little bit. "Sheesh. Hope she's okay...."

Pixie has posed:
Megan Gwynn blinks slowly, peering at Nori as she slips off. "..Huh.." she shr ga and chuckles, "Rough night?" Oh well, all the more for her. Megan nibbles hungrily on her early breakfast, peering thoughtfully at Shannon. "Sooo..Didja get to talk to Sam yet? I know you had a crush on him but..."

But she's waay too curious and most than she should be.

Nightingale has posed:
Shannon nods slowly. "Yeah. Talked things out with him. Felt worse keeping it in than saying something. Dating him's waaaay out of the question... but it worked out for the best. I mean, okay, so he sees me more like a little sister, but I'm actually not unhappy with that. So... instead of a boyfriend, I gained a brother. Sort of." She laughs a little, and shakes her head. "And now on top of things, Mason went and asked me to one of his parties, so now I'm wondering what the heck I did to deserve that."

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie comes walking in a bit after the ladies have mentioned him, did they summon him? Na, food and drink summoned him. He blinks over seeing them "Hello ladies." He will say as he heads to the fridge to get himself some OJ.

Pixie has posed:
Megan Gwynn smiles sheepishly. "Yeaaah..And it kinda looks like he has a girlfriend anyway.." she seems sympathetic, a little sirry that Shannon's hopes were dashed. "Oooh, did Mason like, ask you out.. On a date?" she quirks a hopeful brow. "I mean that's cool, right?"

Well speak of the devil, she glances at Sam, smiling and waving cheerfully at him. "Good morning Sam! How's it going?"

Nightingale has posed:
     "He does? Well dang... she'd better treat him right!" Shannon chuckles a little, the sting still there but not as bad perhaps as it could have been. "He was really kind and sweet about the whole thing. I couldn't be prouder to call someone with that big a heart 'brother'." She quirks a little lopsided grin at Megan and shrugs, ruffling her wings. "I guess you could say that. Although the term he used was 'plus one'."

     Did she give two pins that Sam walked in right when she was talking about him? Nope. It didn't seem to matter one blessed bit. She smiles and waves to him, and closes the textbook in front of her. Studying would have to wait, it seemed. "Speak of the devil! How's it going?"

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie looks over and says "Doing ok and you? Who ya threatening if they don't treat me?" He asks as if he is not sure means him "Right" He will offer the girls some juice if they want some "Trying to get used to being up, might be taking a class in town rather early."

Pixie has posed:
Megan Gwynn giggles at Shannon, glancing over at Sam thoughtfully. "Don't worry, I think he'll be just fine..He's a good guy..And that's a great honour that he thinks of you as his sister."

Why it's almost like he's talking about him as if he's not in the room.

"Plus one? What's that mean, exactly? It's a good thing though, right?" she sighs wistfully, "I wonder what that's like..I e never been out on a date before.."

Nightingale has posed:
Shannon isn't going to keep talking about Sam as if he isn't even there, grinning and waving over at him. "Megan seems to think you have a girlfriend already, and I was just saying if that's the case they'd better treat you right." The offer of orange juice is gladly accepted, in favor of what little is left of her milk. "Oooo, what class will you be taking in town?"

     She glances back over at Megan and shrugs, ducking her head. "I've never been out on a date, either. Or kissed. Or anything. So your guess is as good as mine. Heck, that's the first time anyone's ever even -asked-."

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie 's brow raises "Me a girl friend? Na, a couple dates with one person so far, but not sure if we are to the whole boy friend girl friend state. More right now just going out having fun and getting to know one another." He looks over to Shannon and says "Any guy you go out with better treat you right too."

Pixie has posed:
Megan Gwynn regards Shannon and Sam will th wide eyed wonder. "Oooh you guys are sooo lucky. I wonder what that's like. Even if it's not girlfriend-boyfriend territory, it's still something exciting and romantic. " she sighs "I wonder what that's like. Tell me more about this party, Shannon? Can I check it out too?"

Nightingale has posed:
Shannon shrugs. "I don't know much about the party to even tell you, Megan. Maybe if I see Mason again before then I can ask him about you going, but not sure I can promise anything. He did kind of go with the whole formal invitation thing and everything." She rests her chin in her hands, elbows on the counter, and sighs a little, but smiles. "If they don't you'll be the first to hear about it, Sam-I-am." She laughs a little bit at the nickname. Dang it, Ellie was starting to rub off on her!

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie looks to the ladies and says "Well one of the first thing Ah can tell you if your at a party and someone tells you to take or try this, it will impress someone or something don't do it. And honestly both of you if your at a party with people you don't know or don't trust, don't let your drink out of your sight, and if it is out of your sight, get a new one."

Nightingale has posed:
Shannon nods slowly, taking in the advice and thinking it over. "Kind of glad you said that. So far, the only two times I've ever really talked to Mason, he was really nice, but the way Mr. McCoy looked at him in the rec room when there were some drugs found behind the bar... well, kind of made me wonder if he's not ummm, unfamiliar with stuff like that. But he hasn't been anything but a gentleman so far, so we'll see."

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie says, "Ah think he may have done some and does some, but I don't think he would try slipping you something without you knowing it. I made the mistake of hey this will make ya cooler in front of her, and almost got myself killed to be honest."

Nightingale has posed:
Shannon raises her eyebrows, looking more than a little surprised--shocked, even. "No sh..iitake mushrooms! Whew... glad that's 'almost', or I'd be less the only brother I've got!"

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie nods and says "Well luckily, Ah had the guys around and the fact that Ah am pretty hard to hurt while blasting." He hmms and says "Thinking back at it that night had a lot of things come from it, some good some very bad."

Nightingale has posed:
Shannon nods. "Yeah... sometimes some very good things can come out of a bad situation. There's a prime example right in the mirror." She takes a long swig of the juice, and by that it actually turns out to be guzzling the whole glass down in one go. "So what class are you going to be taking in town? You never did answer."

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie Ahs and says "A business class, trying to get a few in for running the club. ah aint planning on it being a major or anything in fact not telling most Ah am taking it, but Ah want to do a good job for Berto and the whole X-corp thing.

Nightingale has posed:
Shannon nods and smiles, idly running the tip of her right pointer finger around the edge of her glass as it sits on the counter. "I don't know anything about all that. Just met Roberto a couple times. Seems real nice, though, solid guy to have at your back."

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie nods, and says "Well first time Ah met him, Ah hit him when he wasn't looking, but then Ah did not know that he and the rest were the good guys and I was working for the bad guys

Nightingale has posed:
Shannon blinks, her eyes going just a little wider. "Wow. Sounds like a confusing mess. How do you know who is who and what is what sometimes?" She shakes her head slightly, shrugging. "Do you ever learn to figure it out, or is it something people just figure out over time, if they're lucky?"

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie says, "More you just have to pay attention and go with what you feel is right. With me, when he was trying to kill the Prof, and Rahne, even my thick head got through "Hey this is the bad guy." he grins sipping his juice. "I am glad the Prof saw past it to invite me here.""

Nightingale has posed:
     "That's someone else I haven't met yet. Maybe someday, though." Shannon laughs a little bit, reaching over and knocking on Sam's forehead as if she were knocking on someone's door instead. "Hmmm. I don't know, is that hollow or solid in there?"

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie smirks and says "Mostly solid little bitty spot for the brain ah am sure." He grins and says "Professor has traveled more now, that he has people who he trusts to keep working on his dream. That and he is still recovering from being shot not to long ago.

Nightingale has posed:
     That last has Shannon on alert, her giggle at the joke about the state of Sam's cranium fading away almost instantly. Her wings spread out, tensed along with the rest of her. "Shot? Holy heck... how is he now, and who do I have to go dive-bomb into the ground somewhere?"

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie says, "well it was some type of small sentinels, and I did dive bomb one of them into a building and it still got away. He is doing ok, Luckily Doug realized the bullet was more than normal, and was able to get Queintin to get it out of him. Nasty little thing vibrated and moved once inside him."

Nightingale has posed:
Shannon flexes her fingers, looking somewhat grimly determined. It wasn't hard to see the gears in her head turning. "Did Josh get to him already? Wow... that sounds like one nasty bullet. Sounds like he's one lucky devil to have gotten out of that."

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie says, "Josh was not local at the time, he had to have surgery and healing pretty much the old fashion way. He is mostly recovered now it is most just waiting for him to be back around"

Nightingale has posed:
Shannon frowns and sighs softly, relaxing a little bit. "Well, that's good, anyways. Still... wish I'd have even known about this place at the time. Maybe could have done something to help."

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie says, "Well, Ah will be honest, Ah doubt the Professor would have wanted you to heal him till after the surgery anyways, as it was a bit touch and go."

Nightingale has posed:
Shannon nods. "If it was that bad, maybe it's just as well I wasn't here. If there's anything left of it that still needs healing... maybe I could handle it, if it's been that long." She runs her fingers through her hair. "Just got to remember, won't be able to help everyone. It sucks, though."

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie nods his head, and says "It is a hard lesson to learn, and something that maybe harder for you, you do not need to take a wound on that would kill you. your power might have some innate cap that will stop it but rather not find out.

Nightingale has posed:
Shannon nods. "Guess if I ever meet him I can see how he's doing then. And that's a big 'if'. There's more people in this one mansion than I usually deal with in a lifetime. There's a whole slew I likely haven't met." She rolls her eyes and chuckles a little bit. "Kind of sad, huh"

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie 's braises and rubs her wings softly "Why sad?" He will ask her, before takes another sip of his juice.

Nightingale has posed:
Shannon reacts to her wings being touched almost like a ragdoll kitten on the receiving end of attention, relaxing almost instantly; it seems to have almost a hypnotic effect on her. "Kind of sad... almost embarrassing... to have been that sheltered," she murmurs.

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie shakes his head, and says "Not so much, your family cared for you and did what they thought was best. Never be ashamed that your family cared for you Shannon. Lots of folks here either did not have family, or did not treat them the best. A loving family no matter how big or small is a wonderful thing.

Nightingale has posed:
Shannon nods and smiles more brightly than she has in a little while. "Yeah it is, isn't it? Even the slightly crazy ones." She elbows him lightly and giggles as she teases him, pale azure eyes twinkling with mischief.

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie smiles and says "talking about crazy relatives, you been hearing stories of my uncle Lucas? He is a bit of the black sheep of the family.

Nightingale has posed:
Shannon laughs, and shakes her head. "Who's that? See, there's still even more family I've yet to meet. Got a lot of catching up to do... all respect to my folks, of course."

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie says, "Uncle Lucas, well he is in jail for stealing a car, he has always been a bit of a black sheep like Ah said, but he has seemed to be doing better from what I have read in his letters""

Nightingale has posed:
Shannon nods, and smiles. "Well, that's good. Good that he's doing better, not that he's in the clink to begin with. Does he have much longer to serve?"

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie will tell her roughly how long the other man has left "So, you got any black sheeps Ah should know about or are you the black sheep." He teases her

Nightingale has posed:
Shannon laughs and shakes her head. "I'm about as close to a black sheep as there is. Which isn't very. No siblings till you, and unless you count pranking on April Fool's Day... then I'm not very much of a black sheep at all. There's one aunt in Rhode Island... believe it or not, a nun. And for a nun she can be a bit ummmm, colorful." She giggles softly and grins. "Remember the scene in 'Sister Act' where the nuns talk the chopper pilot into giving them a ride to Reno? She talked her way into a Red Sox game in a very similar way."

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie chuckles and says "Well, I would be more impressed if it was a yankee's game but hey can't be perfect Ah guess." He teases her a bit "You like baseball?"

Nightingale has posed:
Shannon nods, and chuckles. "Yeah, I guess. Not a real expert on the sport, but it's fun going to a game. Only ever been to one in the majors. Couldn't have been more than eight or nine at the time. It was a Red Sox game, and my dad took me along with him to Fenway. Didn't really care what teams were playing, I was just glad he brought me along."

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie nods, and says "Maybe I will see if I can get a few tickets to a Yankees vs Red Sox game, and see who wants to come along, but be warned will be rooting for the yankees.

Nightingale has posed:
Shannon laughs and grins wide, eyeing the sink, which is usually very full of dishes. "Loser gets stuck with dishes duty for a week. Deal?"

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie smiles and says "So your saying when the Sox loose the game, we see your going to do dishes for a week right?'

Nightingale has posed:
Shannon giggles and nods. "It's not as if I'm not doing them half the time in here anyways. But if the Yankees lose, we'll be seeing your behind in here doing the dishes."

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie chuckles, and says "Ok, you got a deal, we will see who has the last laugh there."

Nightingale has posed:
Shannon laughs, her eyes twinkling merrily. "I think we both will, in the end. As long as we have fun with the whole thing, does it really matter in the end?"

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie grins and holds his hand out and says "Shake on it?"

Nightingale has posed:
Shannon grins right back and shakes his hand firmly. "I hope you like doing dishes. I'll make sure to do a LOT of baking that week. All the ooey, gooey dishes I don't usually get a chance to indulge in, too."

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie smirks a bit and says "Wonder if I can learn to make baklava, that might just be the week to try and see if I can. ' He chuckles a bit and says "How you like your eggs?"

Nightingale has posed:
Shannon snickers. "Scrambled, like my brains." She picks at a little of the extra bacon Megan left behind after wandering off to get some sleep, nibbling on one nice, crunchy piece. "Haven't tried making that yet. Hey, if I wind up doing the dishes anyways, might as well help you make them, too."

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie chuckles and nods. He starts getting things for eggs, and sausages "We have any left over biscuits still?"

Nightingale has posed:
Shannon shakes her head. "Don't think so, but it doesn't take much to make a batch fresh." She gets up and ties her hair back, and starts getting the fixings together for some fresh biscuits. "Dang, one thing I wish I knew how to make was biscuits with sausage and gravy. Got the biscuits part down, but I can't make gravy worth a damn."

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie says, "Well thats what I was planning on for this morning" He looks at his watch and says "Should have time, may need to fly into town." He grins a bit at her and starts cooking."

Nightingale has posed:
Shannon has to dab at the corners of her mouth, grinning. "Oh that is going to be completely divine... messy, but soooooooo good!" She starts working on the biscuits, getting a little flour on her face in the process, but didn't really seem to care much. "Now, if I thought there were the fixings for some cheesy grits..."

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie hmms and says "I think ya might find some instant grits in the cabinet but don't know about real grits. Maybe stuff for cornmeal mush"

Nightingale has posed:
Shannon wrinkles her nose and gets the 'stankface' look at the mention of instant grits. "Gross. Shoot, if I'm going to have grits, I want the real thing, not that instant junk."

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie says, "Not alot of folks around here want grits often. Mostly Remy, Anna, and myself mostly. Might be able to talk to Remy he may have some at his place for shrimp and grits or something"

Nightingale has posed:
Shannon grins wide. "Now that man's talking my language." She shakes her head and laughs, rolling out the biscuit dough to the tune of little dust-devils of flour poofing up from the countertop. "It's weird, for someone born and bred in New England, I've got some weirdly Southern tastes."

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie smiles a bit and says "We were a bit inland for shrimp, and don't know if anyone ever done grits and crawdads." He hmms "Might be close.'

Nightingale has posed:
Shannon shrugs, and brushes a stray wisp of hair out of her eyes. "Could be worth trying. If you don't have what you need, improvise."

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie nods, and says "Maybe try sometime, but for now, gravy, when the biscuits are about done, cut a mater into wedges to go with it. You ever fried day old biscuits?'

Nightingale has posed:
Shannon laughs and shrugs. "They never last long enough to find out, what are you talking about?" She gets the biscuits cut from the dough, putting them on a pan and getting them into the oven, which is all ready to go. "Another thing I wish I knew how to make is beignets. Oh god, those are soooo good!"

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie says, "I don't know about that one, never made them, but yea it was a rare thing but if you have biscuits a day old or so, you cut them in half, a little butter in the frying pan, and then you put them cut side down to toast up, and then with some butter and jam. well damn it is good.""

Nightingale has posed:
"Oooooo... I bet that'd be good with butter and honey, too. Oh... oh oh oh, maybe I should make some more biscuits soon, and get the fixings for strawberry shortcake!" With all this talk of edible goodness, there is an embarrassing, very audible rumble in the belly. "Now look what you did! There's only one remedy for the growling... feast!"

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie chuckles a bit and offers her one of the pieces of sausage, before munching one himself and then crumbling the rest of it up, and starting the gravy.

Nightingale has posed:
Shannon nibbles on the piece of sausage. "Dang, this is good already. Everyone else's loss for snoozing, they're losing out for sure!" She perches on a stool by the counter again, watching Sam bustle about the stove. "I ought to get a little blank journal and write down all these cooking tricks you tell me."

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie says, "Well to be honest we getting close to the extent of my knowledge." He will admit. "Ma taught me this one time when she heard I was eating canned gravy""