9743/A Taste Of Home

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A Taste Of Home
Date of Scene: 24 October 2019
Location: Sam's Room (West Halls), Xavier's School
Synopsis: Shannon and Sam discuss the frustrations of family, and share a taste of home as she attempts one of ma Guthrie's recipes
Cast of Characters: Nightingale, Cannonball




Nightingale has posed:
     It was a little on the late side of night, but that did not stop the mansion's resident winged troublemaker from getting up to some mischief in the kitchen. Mischief that, hopefully, smelled familiar when she brought the results of it to Sam's door, knocking. "Beware lil' wings bearing gifts!"

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie will come answer the door, there is some papers on his desk behind him, showing he had been at work. "Hey Whats up?" He will ask when he opens the door.

Nightingale has posed:
Shannon catches sight of the papers, brows furrowing. In her hands, is what looks like an attempt at... is it? Could it be? Yes, someone had been making use of ma Guthrie's recipes--apple brown betty! "If this is a bad time, I can scoot...?"

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie smiles a bit and says "Come on in, Na, just working on a bit of homework for my business class. Looks like you been working in the kitchen

Nightingale has posed:
Shannon nods, and smiles a little. "Hoping I can nail this recipe down pat. Can't think of any other way to get through to Jay. A simple 'hello' hasn't worked, he completely ignores me but he's all over Andrea like flies on a horse." She slips inside and shuts the door, producing two forks and a little trivet. She finds a clear spot on the desk, and sets the pan down on the trivet, with the forks on top. "Either way, I still win, and so do you... you get blessed with the fruits of my efforts."

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie looks over to her, and says "Ok sit down and lets talk a bit ok?" He motions to the chair and says "Ok Shannon, I am going to tell you some things, some I can;t go into detail about but I maybe able to explain some of it.

Nightingale has posed:
Shannon shakes her head. "If he ever decides to say hi it'll be up to him to say what's going on. It's just real hard to not get frustrated when you're treated like you don't even exist." She flops down in one of the lounge chairs, curling up her legs beneath her and letting her wings spread out a bit. "Don't have to get into anything."

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie says, "Well let me say this, him getting attached to Andrea is a good thing, it is partially the music, but it is something good for him. And here is a little hint, just cause someone is a brother or sister does not always been they get along with you. Give it time and it may grow, but if it doesn;t you still get to call a goofy southern boy family."

Nightingale has posed:
Shannon snorts a little, wrapping her wings around herself like a shield or a cocoon. "Kind of hard to get along with someone when they don't even acknowledge you exist. Okay. We've all been through some things and no, let's get one thing straight. I'm not expecting to be thick as thieves here. Is it so wrong to just want to be able to say hello?"

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie says, "I don't know Shannon he has talked to you with the chicken and in passing, when I have been around, but sorry if your feeling ignored.""

Nightingale has posed:
Shannon sighs. "That's just it. If it wasn't for the chicken I don't think he'd really have said anything at all. His reasons are his own. And I try to say hi to him. Not pushing for anything, just... hi. But without you or food involved, yeah. Ignored.

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie says, "Well maybe with time, or it maybe because of me who knows. But with time one way or the other, but your gonna it sour you on meeting the rest?"

Nightingale has posed:
Shannon shrugs. "I don't want to. But maybe I should just let them come to me first. Guess they can't all be as awesome as you are." She lifts her chin slightly, in the general direction of the pan on his desk. "How close did that get?"

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie hmms and will look it over and take one of the forks, and tastes it. He hmms and nods his head a bit savoring it "Not bad, not bad at all, close, but I aint seeing Doug sneaking in to steal it so might need a bit more." he teases but grins at her.

Nightingale has posed:
Shannon smiles a little bit. "There's another one it's hard to not miss. But I figure eh... he's got his own thing to do. She pouts and tries to smile some. "So what does the next batch need, do you think?"

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie hmms and "I think ma might used a mix of honey crist and granny smith apples, but I aint sure to be honest. Or could be cause most of the time ma makes it from home canned apples.

Nightingale has posed:
Shannon frowns a little bit. "Well, fudge. Then there's no way it's even going to get close. I used fresh... think it was Mcingosh apples." She shrugs a little bit, burrowing into the chair. "So... when's the clan visiting again? Would rather not miss it."

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie says, "Well they maybe coming up for Andrea's concert if we can talk ma into it. So Ah am thinking might get to see you singing on stage." he grins and says "And we might be able to find some places around here to get canned apples.""

Nightingale has posed:
Shannon shakes her head. "But they won't be your ma's canned apples, so it won't be the same. As for singing on stage.. it's -her- concert, and I promised ONE karaoke night at the club." She rolled her eyes. Someone who essentially sang in front of billions, and she's having to be dragged to the stage kicking and screaming.

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie looks ot her, and says "And your going to sing back up for a song, now Ah don't know for sure, but just maybe she might want to see how folks react to it, or she might wanna keep it secret till the album I aint sure

Nightingale has posed:
Shannon shrugs. "It's her song, her album. So... that's that for that." It was beginning to look like she might be related to Sam by blood, in some fashion somewhere along the lne!

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie chuckles a bit and does munch a bit of the brown betty, and say s"You can also do a peach cobbler something similar to this by the way." He tells her, and gets a cheerwine offering he rone.

Nightingale has posed:
Shannon gladly accepts the cheerwine, chucklng. "You know, ever since that road trip, I've really gained a taste for this stuff. You sure we're not blood kin somewhere in there?" SHe purses her lips at the thought of a peach cobbler. "I tried making one once. But I burned the syrup that was supposed to get mixed in with the peaches."

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie smiles and says "Well don't know any relatives up north but you never know for sure." He smiles a bit and says "Thanks again for making the cookies."