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Winds of Change: Thought We Were Having Fish, Not Raptor
Date of Scene: 17 April 2020
Location: Main Kitchen
Synopsis: Fish tacos are interrupted by Laura and Jean having extreme makeovers
Cast of Characters: Kitty Pryde, Bishop, Laura Kinney, Henry McCoy, Roberto da Costa, Bobby Drake, Gabby Kinney, Jean Grey, Illyana Rasputina, Rachel Summers
Tinyplot: Winds of Change


Kitty Pryde has posed:
It's well into Spring, the weather getting nicer and people spending more time outdoors. Kitty took a trip into town and then showed back up with a dozen new fishing poles for the boathouse, plus bobbers, lures, bait, and other tackle helpful in the catching of fish.

A number of the students responded well to the idea, and spent the morning down fishing either from the shore, our out on the lake in one of the boats. Those who wanted to use their powers to just TK the fish out of the water were promptly booed aside. This was an old-fashioned fishing trip.

And now the results are starting to be noticed back at the school. Kitty comes into the kitchen, carrying a big string of fish that have been caught. There's blue gill, perch, sunfish, and even a couple of catfish, and some trout from students who went over to the creek instead.

Kitty puts the fish into the sink and begins rinsing them off. "I don't know why I volunteered to help clean them and get them cooking," she comments to herself. Anyone who knows Kitty well would know the cleaning part should be fine. But if the results are hoped to be edible, intervening on the cooking is an imperative.

An imperative!

Bishop has posed:
Bishop, the big man from the future. No the other big dude from the future, yes that one, found himself helpinng with the fishing trip. Trying to make himself useful around here. He carries a brace of buckets that have some of the student's catches in them. "Mr. Guthrie was trying to tell me that in this time there is a very strange way of catching cat-fish called 'Noodling' where they stick their hands down a catfishes mouth. That sounds made up. Is he making that up to tease me?" Bishop asks as he looks for a place to set down the pails.

Laura Kinney has posed:
     Laura is always easily attracted by the smell of food, and frying fish? That's definitely a possibility of good food. Clad in her usual jeans and T-shirt, the teen pads into the kitchen, following her nose. "Were you making something in particular? I smelled fish." ...She can maybe help.

Henry McCoy has posed:
Perhaps fishing isn't Hank's thing - he had declined politely the invitation to gather, but had offered help in cleaning and cooking. He'd been in the kitchen when the successful hunting party returned, grinning at the catch that Kitty presented as she walked in. "Good timing on the fishing, then? It looks like you all rounded up quite the variety." Henry smiles, moving over to the sink to investigate. "I can help with cooking or frying as needed, Kitty." The man offers. A grin as more people start filtering in - food is always quite the draw!

Roberto da Costa has posed:
Roberto follows in behind Kitty, "Yeah, was wondering why you volunteered myself," he says with a grin. "And don't go looking to me for help, back home I had people for stuff like this," he says with a wink before he takes a right and raids the fridge for some OJ. "Want some?" he offers the others in the kitchen.

As for Bishop's question? "Yeah, that's totally a thing, seen them do it, it's kinda wild and totally hick."

Bobby Drake has posed:
"I can help with the cooking," Bobby offers, because he was absolutely no help with the catching. Sure, he could easily catch fish, himself, and without the pole. Instead, he'd spent most of his time just supervising students, and skating around the surface of the pond which is very much not frozen, by creating his own little mini ice skating rink that followed him around. He does help to carry some of the fish, though, bringing it in with him.

Kitty Pryde has posed:
Kitty gives a nod about the noodling question. "Yep, real thing though I've never tried it," she agrees with Roberto. "If anyone here had though, it would be Sam," she agrees about the Kentuckian. "Thanks for carrying those up, Bishop," Kitty says to him.

The teen lays out a fish on a cutting board and begins removing scales. As Hank offers his help, Kitty gives a sigh of relief, one that's doubled as Bobby joins in with offering to cook. "So you're both saying I won't have to burn all the fish? At least by myself? If you want to start up... however you want to cook them... variety? Fried, baked, fish tacos, whatever? I can focus on cleaning. I've helped Mom with that plenty of times. It's the cooking that's my issue," says the girl who eats cereal for 90% of her meals.

Kitty motions to Laura and to the fish. "Cutting boards over there. Need to remove all the scales. And then we need to open them up and remove the bones and the not-tasty bits. Can show you how if you haven't done it before," Kitty offers.

Gabby Kinney has posed:
Gabby Kinney was a bit late to the game. Namely because she slept in after spending way too much time online looking at videos of cats and dogs the night prior. A bit sleepy herself, but fully dressed otherwise she sneaks into the busy kitchen eyeing what was being put in the sink with a mixture of curiosity and confusion. "I missed something." With the obvious pointed out she plops herself down into a seat to watch thoughtfully. "I'd offer to help but I don't know how."

Bishop has posed:
Bishop blinks at Roberto and says, "The past is strange." Bishop has seemed to have learned his way around the kitchen in his time here. He unhooks a hanging cutting board and pulls the knife block over, "I am afraid I am not a skilled cook. I can however clean and scale a fish. I would be happy to help with that Ms. Pryde" He starts to set up a second board, "Ms. Pryde and myself can help show you, I am certain Gabby." Bishop says to the young girl that is rubbing the sleep from her eyes.

Laura Kinney has posed:
     "I am familiar with how. I have had to live off the land before." One claw slides out of Laura's right hand, is rinsed off in the sink, and she gets to fileting. One slice from behind the gills down to the tail on each side, deftly removing the meat and leaving the bones and internal organs behind. The entrails are disposed of, and she moves onto the next fish. "Like this, Gabby."

Henry McCoy has posed:
The Beast chuckles, shaking his head. "It's science, well - baking is at least. Cooking adds a bit more art to the creation, I believe." He starts fetching various seasonings and spices. "Fish tacos sound like an excellent idea, Kitty. I think it will go over well." An amused chuckle at Laura's method, though no motion to stop her. "Gabby, if you'd like to learn, come on over and we'll show you."

Gabby Kinney has posed:
Gabby Kinney flashes a grin toward Bishop when he starts to demonstrate his method with a knife. "That's cool!" She has to agree... Then she's distracted by Laura showing the clawed method. Her head tilts a bit, and she holds up her hand making a fist to let her own claw pop out. It's not quite the slicing sort as it's bone, and thicker than Laura's. "I don't think mine are as good for that. Stabbing sure, but not slicing."

Roberto da Costa has posed:
"Tell me about it," Roberto says to Bishop, pouring himself a glass of OJ. He moves to hop onto the counter, letting his feet dangle. "Well, best of luck," he says, to Kitty with a grin. "Sounds, like you've got a lot of help."

Greetings are offered to the new arrivals, with a casual little wave as he sets up to spectate.

Kitty Pryde has posed:
Kitty Pryde tells Bishop, "The future is strange too, from what I hear of it." She leans over to give him a shoulder bump before watching Laura and Gabby displaying their different sorts of claws. "Can use a regular knife, but there's an actual tool that makes it easy too," Kitty says. She glances about at the drawers, picks one. Guessed wrong. Checks another. "Here it is, if you want to give that a try," she says, offering it to Gabby.

The Jewish girl flashes Hank a smile. "Fish tacos it is then," she says. "Which means we'll need some other ingredients to go in them." Kitty looks to Roberto and says, "Don't suppose you can help give them some Brazilian flare, can you? Do you guys do fish tacos in Rio?" she asks him. Kitty finishes up scaling one of the fish, then debones it and sets the meat aside for Hank and Bobby when they are ready for it.

Bishop has posed:
"I bet your claw would be really good at scooping out the guts." Bishop says encouraginly to Gabby, just as his heavy kitchen knife comes down on the cutting board with a juicy *KA-THUNK* severing a fish head. He looks to Bobby and Roberto for a moment then and asks, "I have never had fish tacos before. Is what Dr. McCoy proposing considered a good way to prepare a fish?"

Bobby Drake has posed:
Bobby Drake lets Hank handle the fish and he begins rooting around in the fridge for some veggies to cut up and put in bowls. "Figure we can make some bowls with different stuff in them, let people do them up the way they like?" That's a suggestion, and he glances over toward Kitty and Roberto to see what they think. There's an appreciative glance at the slicing technique of the others. Efficient!

"Fish tacos are pretty good. I like fish pretty much any way you want to make it -- baked, fried, in a stew or chowder, tacos.. you'll like'm. Want to help me grate some cheese?"

Jean Grey has posed:
Jean arrives at that point, wearing a grey Xavier Institute T-shirt and blue jeans, "Oh, the future? Don't get me started about the future." She grins wryly, looking around, "So I guess the fishing expedition went well?"

She was invited, but... well, Jean Grey is many things, but a morning person?

Nope. Not even close.

Laura Kinney has posed:
     "As long as the edges are sharp, it should work. If not, there are many cooking knives. We will want to wash the filets once they have been sliced." Laura nods to the new arrivals, moving to the sink to wash her cuts. She shivers a little, blinking a few times. Anyone paying particularly close attention might notice that her eyes are a golden yellow, with vertical slit pupils...

Gabby Kinney has posed:
Gabby Kinney shrugs indifferently at mention of fish tacos. "I've never had... Well. Tuna fish sandwiches count, right?" Still the idea of trying something new was good. She scoots off her stool to step around to the cooking side of the kitchen where many were busy cleaning and cutting fish, and offering to teach her how. At least she was willing to learn this if nothing else! She pauses to look at Hank's handiwork with a nod, then goes to regard Bishops, and finally get a better look at Laura's technique. The item that Kitty pulls out though earns a glance over as well. "What's that supposed to do?"

Henry McCoy has posed:
Henry begins taking the fillets as they are prepped, using the various seasonings and such before skillet frying them for tacos. "Good thinking, Bobby. As you say, they can make their own choices for toppings." The blue Beast grins. He makes quick work in the kitchen - showing familiarity in the kitchen. As more show up, he grins over to them. "Hey there, up for fish tacos?"

Roberto da Costa has posed:
"We got a lot of fish, so that works," Roberto says back to Bobby. "More choice the better."

He downs his OJ and slips off the counter and he walks over to the spice rack to check what they've got on hand to add a bit of flare.

He grins back at Gabby, "Not quite, way better, waaay more spice," he says to the littlest Logan.

Pulling down some coriander and chilli powder and drags over a mortar and pestle to get things mixed.

"Heya, Ms. Grey." he greets as the redhead joins them.

Kitty Pryde has posed:
Kitty tells Bobby, "Yes, great idea. Let people do them up how they like." She washes her hands and then picks up the fish scaling tool. It looks like some kind of small mallet almost, except it has a bunch of pegs that stick out from it. (https://images-na.ssl-images-amazon.com/images/I/71L3g9iQRaL._AC_SL1500_.jpg)

Kitty tells Gabby, "The pegs catch the scales and remove them them you slide it over them." She demonstrates on one of the perch, and then offers the tool to Gabby if she wants to give it a try.

The eighteen year old is busy enough she hasn't noticed anything unusual about Laura today. "Oh yes, these will be so much better than tuna," Kitty agrees. She wrinkles her nose, suggesting she's not very fond of tuna sandwiches perhaps." Kitty gets back to work on one of the sunfish. "Hey Jean," she greets the redhead as she comes into the kitchen. "No telekinetics were used in the catching of these fish," she says with a small grin.

Jean Grey has posed:
Jean smiles, "Hello Roberto, Kitty... and everyone." She walks in, "Need a hand cleaning them, or did you have that handled." She does, however, eye Roberto with the spices. "Actually, I have some urfa pepper hidden away, that would give a nice smoky flavor to the fish, I think. It's my secret chili ingredient." She chuckles, absently brushing her hair back and tying it with a scrunchie, just so it stays out of the way.

Bobby Drake has posed:
Bobby Drake starts by putting together a slaw with some shredded cabbage and other very finely shredded veggies, one with a kind of vinaigrette and another with a creamier cilantro based sauce, setting each of those in separate bowls as topping options, taking up a small corner to prepare and set aside taco toppings while all the other cooking is going on. "Heya Jean," he greets her when she comes in. Then he asks Roberto, "Got any topping suggestions?"

Laura Kinney has posed:
         Shaking off the wave of dizziness, Laura acquires an egg from the fridge. It is cracked into a bowl and mixed up. Each filet is dipped and coated in the egg, followed by the flower, and some breadcrumbs. Which then goes into a skillet with a bit of oil. Cue sizzling, delicious smells, and Laura shaking her head again, accompanied by a grumble in her throat.

Illyana Rasputina has posed:
A very sleepy Russian manages not to run into the wall, forgetting in her dreams she cannot, in fact, phase. Instead, there might be the possibility of a portal used to deflect her from any sort of collision point. Scrubbing at her eyes with the palm of her hand leaves no better bruises than she already has imperiling milky skin, the orchid undertones present all the same. "S dobrym utrom." The ragged murmur from Illyana mellows into something less full of ice as a melting River Ob, her blink taking in far too many people. Or not enough. Or something related, perhaps, to food that could be readily recognized as an actual meal. "Berto, is this science or dinner?" Her blink awakens her with a sharpened edge, her loose blonde hair scrunched up in a bun that's rapidly falling apart. "Nyet, I do not care. Food. Somewhere is food." Her navigation takes her to a cabinet off to the side where she can safely go find herself some of that black bread she and Piotr subsist on.

Bishop has posed:
Bishop smiles as people filter in and it seems communal meal is in the cards. It's been one of his favorite things about staying at Xavier's. Seeing family and friends sharing stories, and a meal. It is not a thing he's been used to. Quietly he finds himself into a bit of zen place as he sets about cleaning the fish and sending the fillets over to be washed and cooked, almost fading into the background as live moves around him. It's almost peaceful.

Gabby Kinney has posed:
Gabby Kinney takes the weapon---I mean fish descaler from Kitty regarding it with a nod. "This looks like something you wouldn't want to get whacked in the kneecaps with," she reasons. Still it was given to her, and she was attempting to learn how to cook or help at least. A fish is taken and she starts to scrub the item over the fish flaking the scales off. "Okay that's pretty effective," she has to admit with a grin. She looks up then to take a quick gander at what everyone else is doing...

And pauses staring at Laura. "Uh. Laura? Sis? Are you..." She isn't even sure what to ask there, really.

Kitty Pryde has posed:
The school kitchen very much does have that homey feel. That sense of family as everyone kicks in together. For some, this may be all the family they've ever had or known. Or all that is left to them. Kitty is more fortunate in that regard, but her smile is no smaller than anyone else's as everyone pitches in. "Always room for another set of hands, Jean," Kitty says. "Cooking or scaling and deboning, either one."

Kitty watches Bobby and Roberto preparing for the fish tacos. "Ok, confession. I do love fish tacos and all. But I'm an Illinois girl, and fried fish with some tartar sauce on them is more what I grew up on," she says. "Dad used to take me down fishing to the pond where we'd ice skate in winter," she shares. The mention of her father is out before she's really thought about it. Kitty blinks after a few times to clear away emotions that were pulled up, and quickly focuses on something else to talk about.

The Russian blond makes a good distraction. "Illyana is in dire need of coffee. Anyone want to get a pot on?"

Laura Kinney has posed:
     Laura shakes her head, coughing sharply and looking over at Gabby. Eyes are deffinitely golden yellow and slitted, and there's a rare expression on her face. Fear. She has NO idea what's going on. The dark haired teen sags to the floor, only just missing knocking her skillet off the stove, and starts to thrash as her body starts to distort.

Roberto da Costa has posed:
Roberto glances over at Jean's offer. "Wait. You do? I knew you were my favourite teacher," he grins at her. "We can definitely add them."

He glances over at Laura as she gets hit with that dizzy spell. His brows raise with concern. "You okay, Laura?" he asks, though Illy gets a nod of welcome when she arrives. Though as Laura starts to change, his eyes widen. "Professor McCoy, y-you might want to take a look over here."

Jean Grey has posed:
Jean blinks, "Laura???" She looks over at the dark haired teen as Laura starts contorting, "HANK!" Because, well, if anyone can help it would be Henry McCoy...

And then she cries out herself, a sudden stab of pain rocking through her as she collapses behind the counter, conveniently out of view.

Henry McCoy has posed:
The fish happily frying, Hank is at a lull in his duties as cook. At the sound of the skillet dropping, he glances over. Even as Roberto mentions him taking a look, Hank vaults over there. "Laura!" He asks, immediately going into doctor mode. "It looks like a seizure of some sort." And then Jean cries out - his yellow eyes dart to her. "Someone check on Jean. Make sure she's lying flat, if she's seizing let me know!" Eyes go back to Laura.

Rachel Summers has posed:
    It's not that she isn't a mutant genetically. But she is from an alternate timeline that is just different enough... or perhaps the Phoenix Force bonded with her makes it this way but... Rachel has not begun transforming on a genetic level.
    In fact, she was just sitting in her room, reading history details online to get to know more about the differences in this timeline from her own. But Jean's sudden stab of pain flashes through her mind because... come on. What powerfully telepathic daughter -wouldn't- pick up on that?
    "Mom?" She says aloud in her room before she turns and bursts through her door (Normal burst, not flaming or whatnot)... and races down the hallway towards the Kitchen. Thus, in her sleeveless top and low-rider sweatpants (Around the house clothing), she rushes into the kitchen and asks, "What in the name of the Resistance?" as she spots what is going on.

Laura Kinney has posed:
     ...Yeah, things are getting worse. Laura's eyes flick around rapidly, unfocused, her face starting to distort as well. A cry of pain is shifted into a warbling screech, patches of skin taking on a rougher, scaled tone. Her clothes are ripped to shreds as they stop fitting the body beneath, and she's radiating fear and confusion psychicly. The usual barriers on her mind are down.

Bishop has posed:
As it seems that Laura and Jean both go down, with something hurting them greatly, BIshop starts in their direction for a moment, but he stops himself, realizing he's not the most qualified to help here. Looking to Hank he says, "I'll get the young students somewhere so you can work." and that said he starts ushering out the young'uns, so there's less crowding and Dr. McCoy and the more senior students and teachers can help Laura and Jean.

Gabby Kinney has posed:
Gabby Kinney drops the descaler about to go over and help Laura, but then Hank is there. Yes, let him do that, he's better at... stuff. Then Jean yells. Closer to her she steps over to try and grasp her by the hand to urge her down to the floor. "Come on, down here, it'll pass we've got you," she offers reassuringly even as her own eyes have gone wide. This was a bit too familiar to when her sisters started dropping--Oh, wait, except for the scales and feathers part.

"I don't think it's a seizure!" She calls out just in time for Rachel to show up earning a panicked look from her. "I don't know!"

Kitty Pryde has posed:
Laura's collapse finally draws Kitty's attention. The unexpected clatter of the pan and the sound of the body hitting the floor result in Kitty phasing at first, having conditioned herself to do so when surprised. She whirls around sees Laura go down, and then Jean is collapsing with her.

Kitty drops her scaling knife and moves towards Jean, pulling a phone out of her back pocket. Her thumb hits the screen and she says, "Emergency Unlock Pryde 56T8." As the phone comes to life, Kitty tells it, "Emergency school lockdown." Alerts start going out to all of the staff and students and the security systems kick into a higher mode.

The phone is back into her back pocket by the time Kitty starts to round the corner, moving to help Jean as she sees Hank is already heading for Laura.

Henry McCoy has posed:
"She's... transforming. A secondary mutation? Has she been exposed to anything new?" He asks of the others, trying to remain calm and clear-headed. Hank does his best to keep hold of Laura, trying to avoid her hurting herself or others. "Laura! Can you hear me? Look at me, nod if you can." He says, calmly but firmly. "What's happening to Jean?" He asks over, unable to see over the island blocking view. A sigh of relief as Kitty starts the lockdown. "I need one of the medical kits from the infirmary." He growls.

Jean Grey has posed:
Jean cracks her eye open at Gabby, and her eye is yellow and reptilian there, as she then telekinetically //shoves// everyone away from her, as her body contorts and writhes. Her body starts to swell, arms shortening a bit as her head elongates and transforms...

Then... well, whatever Jean was stands up, looking like a Tyrannosaurus Rex, only scaled to be just over six feet tall. She then lets out a roar that would make the CGI from Jurassic Park green with envy, her mane of gold and red feathers rustling as she breathes heavily.

Then she thinks out 'loud' to the group, << I'm... fine. I think. >> It definitely sounds like Jean in there, though she's decidedly weirded out from the sound of her thoughts.

Illyana Rasputina has posed:
Coffee is well and truly the case. Illyana nods as she orients on the machine for a glance, but things will wait until the bread is in her hands and therefore filling her demanding caloric intake. Kitty earns that upnod, a gravitas to her that includes Berto and Jean. Everyone else -is- there, but she's too busy at the moment hunting through slices and stuffing a piece of one in her mouth. The smallest. Piotr deserves better. Though she is midmunch before Jean collapses, and that frown builds. Bread hits the counter, and the incandescent blade of her better soul is there without even so much as a sound. Horned crown in place, pauldron; the reaction is purely circumspect. "<<Fuck.>>" It's all one needs from a Russian witcher of sorts. Lockdown it is, even as she darts forward around Hank, prepared to... what exactly?

It'll never be known. There is a telekinetic shove and a J-Rex. "Doug told me I could not /buy/ this costume. No fair."

Rachel Summers has posed:
    Okay. Don't panic. Don't panic. Rachel goes into crisis mode. Most folks these days might have been thinking of her as unhinged, unstable, and unreliable. But when strange things go down, she is in crisis soldier mode.
    She studies Jean, and then Laura. First visually and then telepathically. She cringes at the feel of Laura's mental defenses being down, but restrains herself so that she doesn't go too deep and get lost in all of that pain.
    What she does is make an offer of aid, "I can transport them to the infirmary. I know that the Phoenix has the -power- to fix things like this but.. I've never even considered trying that yet. I don't want to make things worse."
    And then Jean's Telekinesis washes over her. She weathers that like a windmill in a windstorm... the power breaking around her. And the telepathic communication reaches her. "Okay." she says. "This -is- most unusual. How can we help?" She asks... of basically anyone and everyone.

Laura Kinney has posed:
     Unfortunately, nodding is kind of hard when your neck's fighting over what shape it should be. A clawed hand now bearing three elongated fingers with razor sharp talons, grips Hank's arm though. Rapidly followed by a mouth full of very sharp teeth latching on in a bite that clearly states GET OFF ME! What is clearly rapidly becoming a velociraptor crashes into a shelving unit of cookware, large claws on her feet scoring lines into the floor. And then the silvery claws deploy, now rather more sharply curved. One emerging beside the 'gutting claw' on each foot, the other two emerging where they used to on each hand. Except closer together now. ...Still definitely Laura. But she might not be entirely there mentally at the moment.

Gabby Kinney has posed:
When Jean's decidedly not-normal eye opens to look at Gabby she stands a bit straighter as the realization that a transformation was occuring hits home. Just a split second before the telekinetic SHOVE throws her back against the row of cupboards at the counter with a yelp of surprise from her. There's a distinct THUD and maybe even a little crack of her head smacking against the cupboard, but no scream or cries of pain here. Instead she just falls back to the floor with one hand up over her eyes taking a deep breath as she tries to get her own thoughts back in order. She kind of sits there half-splayed.

"Okay. Okay. We're fine. We're just..." Her hand drops away to blink several times focusing on Jean, then over at the struggling figure of Laura. "... Turning into dinosaurs. This is a bit creepier than I thought something like this would be."

It only takes another second for her to realize Laura was not quite in her right mind. "Woops, just gonna... Get away from her!" She suggests as she clambers to her feet to do the exact opposite of what she suggested by going over to hug the lizardly Laura. "It's okay, it's okay, I'm here."

Bobby Drake has posed:
One moment, he was making pico de gallo, the next, there's raptor Jean shoving everyone away and Laura writhing on the floor as Bobby grabs onto the cabinet to keep from being flung at the stove. His eyes widen and go round and he stares for a moment at the transformations going on, "Shit shit shit." Okay, those with medical knowledge are tending the uh.. yeah. And Bishop's getting the younger kids out. Kitty's getting the school locked down. "I'll uh.. make sure the kitchen doesn't burn down.." which he does by starting to turn off all the burners, rescuing what food he can and instantly putting the fish that hasn't been prepared on ice with a motion of one hand. He keeps one eye on the transformations going on in the room.

Henry McCoy has posed:
Well, it's a Hell of a warning message, and not something Hank was surprised by. He pulls back as teeth sink into his forearm, wincing through the pain. He still keeps close to the Laura-raptor, hands kept out in front of him - palms open. "Laura... deep breaths." How do you talk someone through becoming a dinosaur? Is there a course on this? "Medkit, definitely... though it looks like I'll be the one in need of it." He grimace, blood matting the fur of his arm. "Laura... try to remain calm. We'll sort this out." He glances over briefly at Jean. "My stars and garters."

Rachel Summers has posed:
    Seeing Gabby's charge-hug, Rachel looks from Jean to Laura and back... then she nods. "Let's not force it." she suggests. She reaches out towards Laura mentally. Jean has her mind under control. Laura is feeling... feral... in a panic. Which she can't really blame the girl for.
    Calming waves of mental energy flow towards Laura... and by extension, Gabby. She's trying to leech some of that panic away. Trying to calm the girls down minutely. Not forcibly so much as... easing back on the throttle so to speak rather than slamming on the breaks. "Come on..." she murmurs softly. "We are all friends here, right?" she asks aloud.

Laura Kinney has posed:
     Fully on her feet, Laura's eyes flick across the various people and exits in the room. Blocked, Blocked... Cornered.... She lets out a screech, not with the bass rumble of Jean's, but equally obvious in meaning. But then Gabby's here. And with her shields still down, Rachel's able to push down the panic and the combat instincts. Chest heaving, her eyes half lid, mouth mostly closing, and the raptor rests her bloodied snout on Gabby's shoulder.

Jean Grey has posed:
The Jean-Rex's thoughts are racing a bit, but there's just too many people around her here, so she shifts into instinct mode.

Unfortunately, her instincts right now are a scaled-down T-Rex and not one of the leaders of the X-Men. So she telekinetically shatters the wall leading outside, bolting out as she roars again, thundering off with surprising speed.

Well, if there's a deer problem on the grounds, that's probably going to be resolved shortly?

Illyana Rasputina has posed:
"Raw meat. Lots of raw meat. Where is Logan?" Illyana, ever practical, strikes on the most obvious that perhaps can be found. A crisis-based knowledge of dinosaurs isn't exactly the Russian's forte. The sword neatly remains in its cradle at her back, but glistening with an unnaturally bright glow that adds a cheery element to the kitchen. Just the sort of gentle, mystic lighting that any real estate agent prizes.

Still, there are times when the right answer is not losing control. The telepathic blindspot she represents is only reinforced all the harder on the back foot, and completely blind to whatever happens there, she looks instead to Bobby. "Secure the doorway in case anyone runs, da? Hank, hold out your arm." Because the Demon Queen is the solution for this like a scalpel against chemical gas attacks. She keeps a sharp eye to Gabby and Laura, but if anyone is more suitable for kicking Laura-raptor over, it might be Gabby. Just in case, she checks to see if a Gabbysaur is on the run, then back to Hank. "I fix it now or deal with the crazy. What do you want?"

Henry McCoy has posed:
Everything is fine. Nothing unusual. Normal day in the X-Mansion. Dinosaurs, fish tacos and remodelling of the kitchen. "Illyana, thank you - tend to the crazyiness first. I'll mend, it'll just be a few stitches." No arterial bleeding, thankfully! Hank backs up, seeing that Laura has calmed a bit. His eyes keep on her for a moment, until the J-Rex makes her escaped. "Blast. Is someone able to keep an eye on Jean?" He looks to the others. "I don't want her getting out of the manor grounds."

Gabby Kinney has posed:
Gabby Kinney doesn't seem to terribly mind the fact that she just ran arms open at a raptor. That raptor was Laura, and she was going to calm her down one way or another. With hugs, and petting along her... longer neck. Yes. The calming attmept by Rachel does help a bit though she's oddly calm as it is, or at least determined. "It's okay, it's okay," she continues to soothe. "You don't have to worry about hurting me but let's calm down and not hurt anyone okay?" she glances over to Hank wincing at the sight of his bitten arm looking quite uncertain.

Kitty Pryde has posed:
Kitty Pryde got forced back with the rest from the J-Rex for a foot or so before phasing to let the psychic energy force pass her by. "Jean!" she exclaims, worried as can be, at least until that familiar voice in her head is heard, proclaiming that she's ok.

Ok being a relative word. As the wall blows out, Kitty grabs hold of Roberto who is near her, phasing him to protect them both, until the wreckage has fallen. "What the hell is going on!?" she asks, looking to Hank and seeing he's been bit. "I'll... go get the med kit," she says. Most med kids don't have much in them for such a situation. Bactine really isn't going to help Laura, but then the school's medkits are a bit more complex. Kitty lets go of Roberto and then runs through the wall, making a beeline for the medical center.

Rachel Summers has posed:
    And then there's Jean. Talk about role reversal. Jean flipping out and blasting free while Rachel tries to help with recovery efforts. Shouldn't this be the other way around? Rachel sighs inwardly and says, "I'll go see to M... Jean." she says as she turns and steps out of the new hole. What she does next is weird. She gestures and... the hole mostly repairs itself. She's not fixing molecules, but at least putting up a stopgap plug before she floats off following Jean.

Bobby Drake has posed:
And then Jean busts right through the wall and off she goes. Bobby blinks at Illyana. Secure the doorway? What about the giant hole in the wall? He attends to that first after Rachel goes through after Jean. Both hands come up as the walls, floor, and ceiling crystallize and a wall of ice creates a rapidly sealing portal that pops shut after just a couple of moments on top of Rachel's stop-gap.

He doesn't seal off the door in case they actually need to get out of the room, but he does move over toward it just in case he has to, now that the kitchen is not in danger of catching on fire and the hole in the wall is sealed up between he and Rachel, at least for the time being. It'll need some repairs later.

Laura Kinney has posed:
LauraRaptor rumbles in her chest, clearly somewhat enjoying the neckrubs. When the calming waves case as Rachel exits, the dino's eyes open, head swinging over to focus on the fish. ...She'd already been hungry anyway, and even if it wasn't finished cooking... Weirdly she didn't care that much. The metal claws retract again, and a filet is scooped up from the pan between much more conventional claws, and tossed into her mouth. Nomgulp.

Illyana Rasputina has posed:
Rachel taking care of the wall means that Illyana doesn't have to. More specifically the mad house that erupts from a dinosaur on the loose requires more direct action. "Fabulous. Now, I go keep her from eating people. Tell Piotr I am not in danger, da?" The Russian blonde salutes Kitty and Berto, flinging down a portal underneath her that takes a second to open and swallow the mutant sorceress whole, giving her an opportunity to... do things that will make Piotr sigh, and no doubt wish he had not been able to wake up so early.

Gabby Kinney has posed:
Gabby Kinney steps back once it seems the Laura-saurus was calmed down a bit. And eating. Well that was good at least she was going for cooked food. "Ah. Hm. Yeah I think Logan has most of a deer in his freezer in the cabin," she considers before looking to the block of frozen fish thanks to Bobby. It wasn't a bad idea, but if they were hungry that might not stop them. "So..." She looks around at all the adults just as bewildered as her.

"Guess tacos are off the menu for now."

Henry McCoy has posed:
Henry steps back, again giving Laura-raptor some room. He rests his back against the fridge, looking to his arm. "Just stitches." He decides, holding pressure on his upper arm to help stem the bleeding. "I have no idea what has caused this... is this in relation to those news stories?" He looks to the others, a bit bewildered. "Some sort of transformative aerosol affect? A virus?" He keeps rolling over possiblities in his head, watching Laura with more than a bit of concern.

Laura Kinney has posed:
     Hunger temporarily sated for the moment, Laura looks between Gabby and herself. Gabby... Herself. And then she ducks her head down between Gabby's legs so that the younger Wolverine ends up astride her shoulders, and makes for the door. RUNNING TIME!

Bobby Drake has posed:
Bobby Drake glances to Gabby, to the frozen fish, and then back to Gabby again, "I can thaw it if you want to cook it. I just.. wasn't sure how long we were going to be in crisis mode." He gives her a bit of an apologetic smile. "There's the stuff we already cooked, too." He gestures to all the fish taco cooked fish. He's still keeping an eye on Laura, but at the moment, things seem to be calm, and so he hesitantly turns the stove back on. "I can cook while Kitty and Hank tend to medical stuff."

Bobby Drake has posed:
Bobby Drake pauses. "Or.. uh.. not.," he adds as Laura scoops up Gabby and makes for the door. "Is that.. a good idea?"

Henry McCoy has posed:
Henry looks at the pair - Gabby riding Laura. "On the grounds, no leaving." He states, firmly. "We need to sort out what happened, and I cannot have you galavanting too far from the mansion." He offers, nodding to Bobby. "If you... wish to follow, that is fine. I think they are mentally unchanged, just physically."

Gabby Kinney has posed:
Gabby Kinney woops as she's scooped up onto Laura's back. Neck. Neckback. She does hang on though with a little building squeal. Second time riding a dino! And this one wasn't holographic-robotic! "Uh, might be good to cook it up in case they are hungry?" she reasons uncertainly. At least until Hank gives his order, and she snaps off a salute. "Aye, captain!"

Laura Kinney has posed:
     Laura bobs her head briefly to Hank, and charges out into the hallways and out through the front doors. There is some skidding on carpets, and likely slight talon damage to the floors. But she can go /fast/ now!

Kitty Pryde has posed:
Kitty Pryde suddenly appears back through the wall, a medical kit plus a few other supplies in hand. She grabbed tranquilizers in needless syringes, the doses high enough to sedate some of the school's more hardy members.

Kitty looks at the makeshift patch on the wall, and at the others looking at the doorway. "Do we need to go after them, or, are they calm enough?" she asks, moving over to give Hank the medkit and starting to take a look at his arm. "This, not really calm," she says, eyeing the wound, and reaching over to take a look if he allows her.

Lockheed comes flying in, and Kitty asks him, "Go after Laura, she's turned into a dinosaur. Keep an eye on her?" The little dragon wheels about and flies back out quickly, doing so.

Kitty turns back to Hank, a hand going to her forehead as if to stem off a headache, or a headache this whole event should be causing, before she starts bandaging him. "I thought we were having fish, not raptor."