8935/Catch a fish, drink a beer...

Catch a fish, drink a beer...
Date of Scene:	24 August 2019
Location:	Breakstone Lake - Xavier's School
Synopsis:	Summary needed
Cast of Characters:	Gambit, Beast, Pixie

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Gambit has posed:
It's one of the last truly hit days of summer, with nights dropping into the high fifties, though the day's are still hitting 90 with some regularity. Still the Cajun decided to do something he's been putting off for weeks. He sits at the edge of the peer, a fishing pole in one hand. To one side a cooler full of ice and beer rests. To the other, a coffee can of dirt and night crawlers. Heck he's not even sure if there are even fish /in/ the lake..

Beast has posed:
Henry McCoy comes on out in a hawaiian shirt and cargo shorts. He had a very busy day today, what with school starting, a firecracker being exploded by a student at the assembly, you name it. Letting Remy bring the fishing gear, he carried out the cooler. "Decent nights while they last, eh?" the large blue man grunts as he takes a seat.

Gambit has posed:
Remy LeBeau grins a little bit at his friend, popping the top off of a beer and nodding. "While dey last indeed. An' at leas' de bugs seem ta be takin' de night off." He expertly baits his hook and casts it into the deeper water. "hoe's yah classes been treatin' yah. Any surprises?"

Beast has posed:
Henry McCoy chuckles. "Not yet. Kurt thinks I'm pushing it by doing work on AIDS with a lot of the students, seeing how the panics of the past can apply to their lives today. But we'll see. What are you up to?" He grabs a can, cracks it open one handed, and sees about getting his end ofthe fishing started.

Gambit has posed:
Remy LeBeau shrugs a bit, leaning back and enjoying the late evening sun on his face and bare chest. "Was t'inking of maybe starting somet'ing like a Poker Club. Not sure if de Professor would allow it." He shrugs bit, of course knowing Remy he'd likely just start the club unofficallly anyway.

Beast has posed:
Henry McCoy laughs aloud. "Poker club. As long as you didn't play for money, hell man, I'd support it myself. Some of these kids are dirt poor, man. If the advisors want to play for money after hours, that's on you. But for the kids?"

Gambit has posed:
Remy LeBeau chuckles a little bit and says "Well maybe somet'ing like a prize at de end. Not'ing like a lil monitary incentive ta make yah play 'arder, non? Maybe say a 'undred bucks foh de top player each semester? Coul' pull dat outta mah own pocket.

Beast has posed:
Henry McCoy grins. "Cash... or a trip. Tell you what. I'll fund it. Trip to... Florida. Yes."

Gambit has posed:
Remy LeBeau raises an eyebrow and grins. "MAke it Disney World. We c'n go along as chaperone's. Ah always wanted ta kiss a princess." He says with a playful grin. "Ah'd 'ate ta t'ink what dat 'umidity woul' do ta yah 'air 'owevah...

Beast has posed:
Henry McCoy finishes off his beer. The can he crushes like a crusher between two hands, tossing itinto the cooler, before grabbing a second. "Deal. Top two students, two of us. But you're paying for your own plus one, Remy." He then looks down at his arms. "As for the humidity... I'm used to it by now. New York isn't the gulf coast, but it's no Arizona."

Gambit has posed:
Remy LeBeau grins just a little bit, "Didn' mean to offend Henri," he says with a smile "It's jus' Ah get dis almos' cartoonish image of yah stepping out of de 'otel room an' yah fur puffin' out till yah a ball roughly de same size an' shape of Frank Dukes." He takes a second beer for himself as their fishing bobbers float in the water, completely undisturbed.

Beast has posed:
Henry McCoy laughs hard at that. "I'm not... oh..." he pauses, making sure the beer doesn't spill. "I'm not offended. That's so ridiculous. Oh." Taking a deep breath, and resuming pretending to fish. "Oh. Yeah I'll be fine. I have tricks. I have.. used conditioner in the past."

Pixie has posed:
Megan Gwynn was pretty psyched from her first day of classes. Things went fairly well in her senior year, but she was a bit overwhelmed with school work so she decided to take a break on her free period, eager for fresh air. The lake looks cool and refreshing so here she comes, buzzing over the cool water like a big humanoid bug, her luminescent Wings fluttering at eye blurring speeds as she scans the lake, occasionally dipping into the water to cool herself off.

Gambit has posed:
Remy LeBeau grins a bit at his friend's reaction and leans back in his chair just eyeing the line, which remains biligerantly slack... not that he'd do anything with the fish if he /were/ to catch one. Still it's the principal of the thing.He smiles a bit as he sees one of the students skimming the lake and calls out "Watch out foh 'ooks!" namely his..

Beast has posed:
Henry McCoy smirks as he shakes the hook just ab it, as it dangles in the water. "So, Florida, Amusement park. Should be great incentive. Make sure to teach the math of poker though." Calling out to Megan as well. "Mind the lines as well. Don't want to injure yourself flying into them."

Gambit has posed:
Remy LeBeau rolls his eyes slightly, at the thought of polluting the Holy Game of Poker with something as crass as /MATH/ but he sighs, "Guess we may as well give some nod ta education." he says adjusting in his seat and considering. "Call it fifteen 'undred in chips every every week foh eigh' weeks, wit' a final table at de end of each simester. Den take de top two players from each simester an' we 'ave a /Final/ final table foh de grand prize." he says it casually, as though he'd given the idea some thought. He lightly charges his empty beer can, which vanishes with a soft POP.

Pixie has posed:
Megan Gwynn is totally daydreaming, so she totally doesn?t notice said fishing lines til she is right up next to them. Fortunately Henry gives her ample warning, at least enough not to get tangled up in said lines. "Eep!" she shrieks and skids to a halt only a few meters before impact. Fortunately she does manage to stop in time, but dies get sprayed to a water as she veers to a halt, a few inches above water, hovering there rather awkwardly and soaked. "Oooh, hi! Whatcha doin '?" she wipes her brow, peering at their fishing lines. And ooo is that beer? Clearly Megan's first day of classes was a wee overwhelming.

Beast has posed:
Henry McCoy grins to Megan. "Come on, have a seat. I should have a few cokes in here still..." He leans over and rummages, pulling out a coke and holding it out Megan's way. "AIDS lecture got to you eh?" he asks, referring to one of the Biology lectures he gave to more advanced students today.

Pixie has posed:
Megan Gwynn blanches a bit at memory of that rather overwhelming lecture. "Ehehe, I guess I've been taking it a little too easy over the summer so.l.Yeaah.." she flirts over towards the boat, attempting to dry off in the sun. "Ooh, nice cold cokes? Gimmee!" she eagerly reaches for a cold drink.

Beast has posed:
Henry McCoy grins, and lets her have her fill. "Well yeah, I assume most students do take it at least a bit easy, over the course of the summer. So I have to get you started quickly. So Yeah, you need a towel?"

Pixie has posed:
Megan Gwynn does shiver a bit, both from the spray of water and the ice cold coke. "Oh yeah, I mean, I guess I let my brain cells rot a bit over summer, but I'll totally get up to speed, I mean your lecture was interesting, just..Lots of information." she laughs and nods. "Heey do you have a towel? It is pretty windy.."

Beast has posed:
Henry McCoy chuckles. "I have one. Just in case Remy got too drunk and fall in." He reaches under the cooler and pulls it out, tossing it over to the girl. "But since he seems distracted, I guess it's yours! And don't worry. You have all semester to take the information in properly."

Pixie has posed:
Megan Gwynn beams and nods, thankful for the warm and fluffy towel. "Thanks, that's much better! I guess I just have to get in the right mindset, and this is my senior year so I'm almost finished! guess it's the hardest year though.." she pouts at the thought but for all her playfulness she is a good student. "Sooo did jam catch anything yet?"

Beast has posed:
Henry McCoy grins and finishes his second beer. "Well, I'd better not drink TOO much. No classes but.. I should be responsible. And well, its' easiest or hardest, Megan. That depends on how much ambition you have, and what you want to do with your life. Give it some thought. Do you want to go to college? Do you want to be living in a cabin like some of the X-Men, living off of the land? It's up to you."