12025/Medbays and M's

Medbays and M's
Date of Scene:	15 July 2022
Location:	Medical Lab
Synopsis:	Some of the X-men visit M in the medbay
Cast of Characters:	Monet St. Croix, Warren Worthington, Megan Gwynn, Iara Dos Santos

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Monet St. Croix has posed:
Monet St. Croix is in the medbay. Awake. Having been tended to some times by the resident healer and by the technology. She's not crippled but is still bedridden and won't be moving for a few more days until her bones have fully set and regenerated. She looks incredibly annoyed, even in a small stasis field to avoid pain.

Warren Worthington has posed:
"I'm /being/ responsible, I swear. I even opened my email this morning," Warren says. His voice drifts through the door as it opens to reveal the winged mutant. Warren has his phone to his ear. His sandals clap on the immaculate floors. "Aniyah, I love you like a sister, but seriously... Okay. Look. Next week, we can do the release and I'll call in a bit. Gotta go."

Warren tucks his phone into his green shorts and pulls the hem of his white polo shirt back over his belt.

Warren walks over to where Monet is resting. "Usually I have to break up with someone before they look that annoyed when I walk in the room," he says. "I haven't even said anything yet."

Monet St. Croix has posed:
Monet St. Croix would just shift her attention voer to Warren with a slight twist of her head over to acknowledge him. Less so out of dismissal, moreso that's about the full range of motion she has while over in a neck brace with her spine having been recently knit together.

"And whom was your latest.." She's tempted to use the term 'conquest' but does not.

"I find this entire ritual to be unnecessary and demeaning."

Megan Gwynn has posed:
Megan Gwynn has been busy with school and outsiders training and other stuff..So when she hears about Monet being badly hurt, she's a little concerned, deciding to stop by the medbay with a bouquet of flowers and chocolate to cheer her up..That's assuming she's taking visitors! The pink haired fairy girl peeks in around the corner before stepping in. "Helloooo? Can I come in?"

Warren Worthington has posed:
Warren, unruffled, smirks and runs a hand through his hair, and puts his hands in his pockets, thumbs out.

"I didn't come to gloat, just to see if you n... Wanted anything," Warren says, with his boyish grin. But he looks over Monet's expression searchingly. His eyes glance over Monet injuries, for once not the kind of once over he often gives women. His wings flare just slightly and readjust, as if an unsettling breeze hit him.

Warren glances over his shoulder when the door opens. He smiles for Megan and turns so his back is not to her. "Hello Megan, come on in," Warren replies.

Monet St. Croix has posed:
Monet St. Croix would shrug - not that she has much ability to. "I wish to be out of here as soon as possible. It is not something that you are in any capability to aid in. I.. Wish I could hate the woman who did this. I wish that she would not be forgiven so easily. But she was made to do something against her will that she loathed herself for and will hate herself."

Megan Gwynn has posed:
Megan Gwynn smiles cheerfully at Warren and Monet, stepping in, placing the flowers in a nearby glass, resting the chocolates on the table next to her. "Hi! how're you doin', Monet? I heard you got beat up or something..Ow..that looks painful..What happened?" she seems concerned, and..Curious. Warren is given a shy little smile.

Warren Worthington has posed:
Warren looks over Megan's wings when she comes up and extends one of his own slightly to compare them. "Nope, yours still look better," Warren says with an exaggerated sigh and winks at Megan.

His attention returns to Monet though. "Of course, you are more gracious than most of us would be, I'll try to look at it your way," Warren says, looking more serious for once. He folds his arms across his chest. "You have already guessed, but I also came for your tactical assessment. If a Kryptonian is that much of a challenge for you, the rest of us are outclassed. It's only a matter of time before someone weaponizes one of them again. How should we handle it when it happens?"

Monet St. Croix has posed:
Monet St. Croix would glance at Megan, "One of those Kryptonians was mind controlled and went berserk and I was in the general area on the receiving end. But it was not their fault, they were.. Outside of thier normal mind. Given my own.. Experiences I.. Cannot put it wihtin myself to hate her. And.. Thank you?"

She would look over at Warren, "She outclasses us by several exponential factors. I would presume that her strength puts her in the megaton range, if not higher."

Megan Gwynn has posed:
Megan Gwynn blushes some more and giggles, "Ohh, you're just being modest!" she seems to stare at his wings for a long moment though, as if in awe. So. This is the great Warren Worthington, whom she's only really met in passing. He's...Kinda hot..*ahem* where were we..?

When Monet gives an explanation, she stares at her in wide-eyed horror. "Oh. Wow. geez. That's insane! How'd you manage to survive? Ooh, that must have hurt.."

Warren Worthington has posed:
"Megaton... I don't have your brains for..." Warren waves one hand vaguely. "Anything. So what does that leave us? Psionics? Magic? I don't want to rely on Rogue for this, she was lucky the threat was distracted and I'm not sure it's healthy for her... What's your recommendation for team composition if this happens again? People are going to be looking to the five and others to have answers. One of mine would normally be you for threats at this scale. And would you be willing to drill a team in the Danger Room?"

Monet St. Croix has posed:
Monet St. Croix would glance at Warren, "She is capable of easily lifting buildings and throwing them for multiple miles. I would presume that her lifting something like an aircraft carrier would be on the low end. I saw four to five beings of her strength class that were capable of lifting something with the mass and size akin to one of the boroughs of the city." She would be quite specific. "You do not engage something like that directly. You do so by psionics or magic. If they take a fight seriously, you die."

Megan Gwynn has posed:
Megan Gwynn blinks slowly. "Um...I mean, I could always try my soul dagger..It's worked before to depossess people. Although, I'd have to get in pretty close. And while I've been practicing hard to fly faster, I doubt I could keep up with a Kryptonian." not to mention, one hit from supergirl and it's all over for her. She shivers at the thought. "Ooh, but I wonder if she's susceptible to my fairy dust..?" its a thought, a dangerous one but..

Iara Dos Santos has posed:
     Iara bursts in, almost slamming the door behind her and still clad in bandages like the end of the previous night but clean ones now, and not appearing to be affected by her injuries at all as she makes a beeline for Monet and Warren, saying "What the hell happened, did those dino-people do this!?" as she looks from Warren to Monet, that giant shark snout pointing to each in turn, webbed and clawed hands soon going to her hips clad in her yellow and black X-Trainee Uniform as she says "I don't even get a chance to thank you for the save yesterday and you already wind up in here!?" in an almost frustrated but clearly worried fashion, her chest rising with deep breaths as she processes this scene, and then looks to Warren almost expectantly for some kind of explanation...

Warren Worthington has posed:
Warren considers Monet's advice and nods. "Alright. I'll talk with Jean and Ilyana. Thank you," Warren replies to Monet. "Any practicalities my people could handle for you while you're here?"

Warren looks at Megan and smiles. "You know, I don't know anything about pixie dust, and I really should, could be useful. We should do some flight training and take some time after so you can fill me in on that, don't you think?" he asks. "We could be on a mission any time, after all, and..."

When Iara bursts in Warren's eyebrows go up a bit. He reaches out reassuringly towards Iara's shoulder. "Monet is fine, just recovering from the Supergirl fight," Warren explains, and shoots Monet a slightly apologetic look. "Good thing it was her and not us, we wouldn't have survived."

Monet St. Croix has posed:
Monet St. Croix would let out a sigh, "They are.. Not bad people. They are strong and help. But that does not mean that knowing how to take them out is a bad thing. And there are.. Many adversaries that have the same sorts of abilities and strengths. So it is good to know how to fight them. But they would not have the same weaknesses."

But, some things still transfer over. "And I am resistant to any attempts by one of those -dinosaurs- to have injured me." Dignity.

Megan Gwynn has posed:
Megan Gwynn beams at Warren and nods. "Ooh, I can produce hallucinogenic dust and stuff! It's actually really cool and..!" she blushes some more. "Flight training?! Oooh, sign me up!" and she'll totally be focusing on training exercises, and not totally ogling the cute angel guy, nope nope!

Annnnd then..A big scary shark lady bursts in and starts talking loudly, nearly causing Megan to nearly have a heart attack..Or at least jump high enough in the air that she very nearly hits the ceiling. "AAAAH! Shark! Shaaark!" oh...wait, that's probably just like, a really mutated mutant. Or. Something.

She laughs nervously as she eyes Iara's big scary sharp teeth. "Err...Hi! I'm err...Megan..P-pleased to m-meet you!" nope, not scared of sharks at all. Come on, didn't you ever watch Jaws!?

Iara Dos Santos has posed:
     Iara seems only more concerned by Warren's words, saying "What, so Supergirl's against us now!?" before Monet explains, and she sighs in relief, saying "Okay, so this was more of a... spar, yeah. Jeez. I should have known nothing from the savage land would have laid a scratch on you." She steps away for a second, kicking the carpet before saying "Damn these... power scalings are creepy. Like I could win an olympic medal in weightlifting now thanks to this X-Gene but Supergirl... I dunno, I get the feeling she'd punch a hole through me."

     When Megan greets her, Shark-Girl raises a brow in a bit of confusion... but then adopts a toothy grin of serrated, triangular, too-many teeth, saying "Iara. Or Shark-Girl. Whichever you prefer." as she holds out a webbed, clawed hand at the end of a muscular arm. "You're Pixie, right? I've heard about you among the can't-pass-as-normal-people club in the hallways, was wondering when we'd meet."

Warren Worthington has posed:
Warren suppresses a smile at Monet's reaction to Iara's suggestion Monet might have been injured in Savage Land. He watches the interaction between Megan and Iara looking more openly amused and shrugs to Monet.

"I'll stop aggravating you now," Warren says quietly to Monet. "Glad you'll be back on deck soon."

The young man turns his attention back to the two younger mutants. "The fact you're not top of the food chain is something you really need to let sink in, Iara," Warren says. "I want you to come back from every mission, I'd miss my favourite shark," he says with a wink. "Really important to know when you can charge in, and when you let Monet or Jean handle it. Maybe most important thing you'll ever need to learn."

Warren pulls his phone out of his pocket when it buzzes and makes an exaggeratedly exasperated face. "Megan, remind me about training soon, okay? Have to run... Iara.... text me about what happened here," he says and gestures to her generally as he starts heading out backwards toward the door. "Savage Land already? You okay?"

Warren waits long enough for Iara's reply before shooting the ladies a big grin and makes his way out of the room already on his phone. "Ani... I know you hate it when I call you that, that's why I use it..." he jokes, and his voice is cut off by the closing medbay doors.

Monet St. Croix has posed:
Monet St. Croix would just look over at Megan and shrug her shoulders, "I would hardly call Iara's appearance startling>" Said the teleapth that had extreme self control and a manic tier ego. "It is rude to react in such a way to a fellow student. She did nothing to startle you or anything wrong. And with your experiences I am unsure as to hwo such a thing can be terrifying." Is she teasing? Probably not.

"She was under a state of duress and mind control. Such things are irritably frequent." As hte X-Men know with the half dozen or so telepaths they had around that formed up a gaggle. "We're discussing ways to engage beings of such scale and power in the future if it comes to that for training missions." She would shrug over at Warren, "Thank.. You for coming to check on me. It.. Is appreciated."

Megan Gwynn has posed:
Megan Gwynn beaaaaams some more at Warren and nods enthusiastically. "Okaaay, count me in! I wouldn't forget it for the wooorld!" ugh seriously, she's totally ogling him again, isnt she? She giggles and waves. 'See you soon!"

At M's telepathic message, she pouts a bit. <Geez, it's not every day that a giant shark lady comes bursting into the room, okaaay? We're cool, really..> Although, yeah, she's fought demons and stuff, but..

She laughs at Iara's comment. "Ooh, really? I mean..thanks?" she glances at Monet and nods. "Hope you feel better soon.."

Iara Dos Santos has posed:
     Iara watches Warren leave and then looks back to the strongest woman here, grimacing a bit at Monet as she says "Damn, here I thought they'd be immune to that sort of thing if they're that strong, that's terrifying... but good you guys are working on ways to stop them..."

     She then smirks at Megan, saying "Come on, I know it's a little rude to compare powers but if you ask me, not just looking like a human is way cooler than fitting in perfectly, when you've got the X-Gene..."

Monet St. Croix has posed:
A low nod is given from M to Warren with a 'will that be all' expression on her face as she mentally dismisses him. <And you've seen far stranger. Haven't you heard some of hte stories they tell about the sewers in New York? All the strange things that people seem to take for granted>
    She would shrug at Iara, "Due to scaling, they are quite capbale of lifting up a large chunk of the surrounding countryside."