12514/Icecream and Rainbows!

Icecream and Rainbows!
Date of Scene:	20 August 2022
Location:	Harbor Road and North Street
Synopsis:	Megan meets Thomas for some skating in the park and they discuss the outcome of her recent mission.
Cast of Characters:	Thomas Blake, Megan Gwynn

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Thomas Blake has posed:
Thomas Blake is enjoying a sunny and cool day. Well almost enjoying it. There's been no word from Megan after she Novarum'd off. She barely took time to change out of the catsuit. That left the X-Uniform which would certainly not be out of place in one of those Hadid sisters' closets. The other reason is the pair of new roller blades on his feet. Sitting on the bench he looks around, sees no one noticing and stats to get up.

Click, clickety, slippity! He sits down hard.

Megan Gwynn has posed:
Megan Gwynn is indeed wearing her cute black x-dress uniform, complete with yellow gauntlets and boots and belt. Thankfully she managed to only get a few minor cuts and scrapes from battling with exploding squirrels and a giant cheetah. But that's not what makes her seem so shaken up as she flutters in, landing in the park after receiving his text.

Thomas Blake has posed:
Thomas Blake starts to get up and then just holds his arm out and pats the seat. His face lights up as much as possible. "Baby! Come here! Are you all right? Sit down! What happened wit the heads?" He tries to grab her by the X-buckle to pull her closer. She's not quite close enough yet! He growls a little.

Megan Gwynn has posed:
Megan Gwynn smiles, wings lighting up a bit at the sight of him. "Hii!" she exclaims happily, gliding over! practically jumping into his arms to hug him. "It's sooo good to see you.." although she pouts a bit. "Umm..I tried not to use my dagger..But those animals were big and scary, and I had to get it off of Gabby, so I...But it glowed red, and I..And then Chas and Jon went all glowy and godly..And I...Freaked and ran away.." she pouts some more, seeming confused about her own actions, maybe nervous about the head honchos too.

Thomas Blake has posed:
Thomas Blake does his usual move, Scoops her onto his lap for a hug and look kiss. He brushes her hair away from her face. "It happens. But you saved Gabby and you're okay. What happened to the blade I gave you? Like, this is where it'd be useful? I see you're wearing your daring x-uniform. You rock it." He checks her wing and hair color.

Megan Gwynn has posed:
Megan Gwynn nods and smiles, pulling it out of her belt, "I used it at first, but the giant cheetah's hide was too tough, and I freaked. It wouldn't get off of Gabby til I pulled out something more powerful. But maybe it was a mistake. Every time I use my dagger, it..." she shivers, but I g her lip, curling up tightly against him.

Thomas Blake has posed:
Thomas Blake strokes her silky hair. "Take us back home. We'll destress," he whispers in her elven ear. "You can talk some more about this." He notices a couple of looks their way.

"What's the matter, you never saw a fairy? They have off days too!" He gives Megan a gentle nudge. "Seriously, let's leave before I hurt someone." He runs a finger along the edge of her lower wing.

Megan Gwynn has posed:
Megan Gwynn blinks, Noting his rollerblades. "What, are you kidding me, and miss this? " she smirks, "T you look like you're having so much fun, and I did bring my rollerblades too..Besides, I'm trying not to use my magic, so don't worry about me.lLets have some fun!" she giggles, kissing him playfully before sliding on to the nearby bench and pulling out her backpack with the rollerblades, "I haven't used these in a long time, kept meaning to but.."

Thomas Blake has posed:
Thomas Blake sighs. All right. She needs this. He gets up carefully, standing very still. "You're getting a mean streak, you know that? Also we need more training. There are ways to use a dagger against a large animal. You ha... ha... ha..!!!"

Click, clickety, slippity! He sits down hard. On the pavement. Bites off several bad words that come to mind. Looks around defiantly.

Megan Gwynn has posed:
Megan Gwynn slips on her skates and..Well she's already got protective gear on her arms and legs, "Ooh right, I have my helmet from my early flying days, Teehee.." she slips that on, checking it as she peers at him, "Hmm, so how do I beat up bigger monsters with a dagg--!?" and then he's slipping and falling and she keeps, stepping up to him a moment too late and offers him a hand up. "Heey are you okay?"

Thomas Blake has posed:
Thomas Blake accepts the hand up, though there may be problems with the assist. "I'm fine. The ground broke my fall. Okay... be careful. There's a reason I'm usually the one picking you up, like you're tiny." He gives her one hand and grabs the bench with the other. He gets up with a few false starts. He fits Megan under his arm and tries not to lean hard enough to hut her. "Huhrrr."

Megan Gwynn has posed:
Megan Gwynn meeps and rolls back a bit, pulled in by his greater weight. "Waaah, you're heavier than you look! Meep!"Moshe flails her arms, trying to grab onto him without pulling him down with her. "Hehe, whose idea was this again?" sh3 grins, patting her helmet and lets go. )Don't worry, I've got this, let's go!" and she starts sipping down the sidewalk..

Thomas Blake has posed:
Thomas Blake hangs onto her hand with both his and lets himself be towed, trying to remain stationary. "We having fun yet." Not really a question. He hates needing help. But se seems to be having fun. So it's worth it.

"I guess this is payback for scooping you up all the time like a kitten. You did wear those ears though." He hopes she wears them again.

Megan Gwynn has posed:
Megan Gwynn giggles, tugging him along slowly, seemingly quite at home in skates. Must be some extension of her special awareness when she's flying or something. "I mean not that I mind or anything, as long as you don't make any midget jokes or anything." she makes a face, "Besides, you're tougher than me, probably dont even notice when you fall to the ground." she laughs, "Ready for me to let go of you yet?"

Thomas Blake has posed:
Thomas Blake doesn't let go yet. "You're not a midget. I'm just way bigger than you. You'e perfect the way you are. You're tougher than you think. Ok. Let go." Way easier to blade when you can fly and miss the ground if you fall. He starts moving forward slowly. "Oh I'm not immune to pain. I just generally have no time for it. Anyway, I can walk on a wire... it's just these blades are more slippery than a wire." He does remain standing though he slips a few times.

Megan Gwynn has posed:
Megan Gwynn smirks, "Damn straight I'm not." she just leaves it at that and smirks, "You know it's so easy to cheat with magic, but I'm not gonna. I want to distance my self from my obsession with magic.." she just leaves that there, not wanting to get into her fears of going evil, even if seeing what happened to Lydia in a similar situation still has her a bit shaken.

"Ooh, walking on a wire is sure harder than skating on roller blades, you just have to get your balance, like riding a bicycle!"

Thomas Blake has posed:
Thomas Blake says, "Well walking on a wire is way easier than that sudden stop at the end when you fall. He asks, "You have any pictures or yourself when you started this game? With the butterfly wings?" He starts rolling forward, after a few moments picking up a little speed. When he takes her hand it's just to hold her hand, not a grab for balance. "Keep telling yourself you're tough, sweetie. You're the best." Her rush of confidence does make him check her eyes and wings for signs of red.

Megan Gwynn has posed:
Megan Gwynn smiles and nods, taking his hand, skating alongside him. "Yeah, I do. My wings were more colorful like butterfly wings..I guess having a hole in my soul kinda changed how my wings look.." she bites her lip at the thought, shaking her head and shivers at some unknown pondering. "I used to wear a helmet too, because let me tell you, learning to land is a lot scarier than learning to launch." her eyes are not red though, but her wings are a greyish blue now.

Thomas Blake has posed:
Thomas Blake leans closer, almost slipping and says, "Your wings are beautiful. Our scars and scrapes make us who we are. I mean does my chest bother you, or the scars on the rest of me?" He lets go her hand and slips his arm around her shoulders. "Do your wings feel wen things touch them?" Then he does let go of her to give an upper wing a stroke. "I like that they show what you feel, though it makes you a lousy poker player. I want to see the picture wit your butterfly wings. Come on... I'll show you my high school year book... or some mug shots if you want." He seems to be presenting himself for a kiss.

Megan Gwynn has posed:
Megan Gwynn shrugs and smiles, "Oh, it's not a big deal, I mean..They're just as functional as before, even if they're not as colorful..Sometimes if I'm super happy they get more rainbow like..I guess when I'm more relaxed it'll happen again.." she bites her lip thoughtfully. Her wings only very rarely turn rainbow coloured these days.

When he strokes her wings they turn softly pink and she giggles, "Heehee, that tickles! Careful of the dust.." but mostly the dust forms at the base of the wings, and if she's nit fluttering her wings it doesn't spread so easily. "Hmm, they aren't that sensitive except at the base, kind of like fingernails, but tougher." she smiles and nods, curling in against him, nuzzling his neck.

"Ooh, I'd like to see you as an awkward teenager..But I'll bet you were sexy even then.." she reaches up to touch his lips, caress his cheek before drawing him in for a soft, slow kiss.

Thomas Blake has posed:
Thomas Blake sighs. "Well this sort of thing, makes me want to stay in with you. You working so hard to be brave and heroic. But uhm... wings are pretty and functional. Win win." He rolls the base of her wing between his fingers, gently. "So, how's this? Feel good?" He gets a mischievous smile.

Megan Gwynn has posed:
Megan Gwynn meeps, her wings turning a brighter pink as he massages the base. Oh and is that a flush on her cheeks? "Ooh, ummm aren't you afraid you'll start to hallucinate? Like, that could be bad..When I'm in a bad mood, my dust creates nightmares." but she's not in a bad mood right now obviously, wrapping her arms around his neck and nuzzling, "But some people like the relaxing effects when I'm in a good mood..Do you?"

Thomas Blake has posed:
Thomas Blake holds still and strokes her cheek. "I rather be in full possession of my senses... when... you... Are. Making. It. Hard. For. Me. To. Form. Words. I'm taking these skates off... taking you home. You're not relaxing me right now by the way, but don't stop." He bends over to begin removing the blades, sitting on the pavement. He looks up at Megan, towering over him for a change then works the velcro straps.

Megan Gwynn has posed:
Megan Gwynn giggles, still holding onto him for fear of him losing balance, but she nods and follows him to the bench, "Ooh are you sure of that? You sound kinda funny..Did you have fun at least? I know it's a bit scary at first but you get used to it..I mean, it's not as fun as flying but pretty close.."

Thomas Blake has posed:
Thomas Blake grabs Megan to pull her onto his lap. He nibbles on her ear and says, "Port us right to the bed. I bet you can hit it dead square. Let's watch some Gray Ghost and get comfortable. I'll make you some cocoa. We can relax without Mutant powers." He gives her another nuzzle to end the sentence. "Cariad."

Megan Gwynn has posed:
Megan Gwynn blinks slowly, "Ummm...You want me to use magic? I dunno..I mean, the more I use my magic, the..Eviller I feel..Not that I couldn't do it but.." she glances around how far away are we? Shouldn't take long to get home should it?"

Thomas Blake has posed:
Thomas Blake nods. "We can walk. Sorry. I forgot for a moment. You're right, don't use magic until this is cleared. We can walk, and I won't fall over. He gets up and walks with her arm in arm. "This is nicer anyway. So... you wound up using that uniform 'Cinnamon' modified? It's cute. You keep the arm and leg armor. All good. Yu did say you had a picturrrrrre of yourself with the butterfly wings and the helmet? Hmmmm?" He gives her arm a squeeze.

Megan Gwynn has posed:
Megan Gwynn smiles and nods, putting her skates away. "Hmm, actually the arm and leg armour is from my official Xmen training uniform. But yeah, the black dress is from one of my Cinnamon outfits.." she clutches his arm lightly as they walk along the trail. "Am I trying too hard? I wanted to be badass for so long and now that I have a badass god in my head..I don't really want to turn out like Lydia did..And..And I hope Gabby is okay.." she frowns, "I should have ported her to safety, but instead I just ran away.."

Thomas Blake has posed:
Thomas Blake frowns. "Well... yea try not to leave people behind for sure. But you don't need a god in your head to stay frosty. You just do better next time. Gabby... " He stops.

"You can't do that -leaving someone behind. Especially not Gabrielle. No one says you have to make combat your thing. If you do, you have to master this fear, or not do field work up front. You could get killed or get someone else killed. I love you. I know you can do it if you choose to. You have to learn to move despite the fear... I know it isn't easy. I backed down from the Ex a few times but... not in the end and not when she'd start on Gabrielle or someone else. Promise me you'll do better... and talk to me." By the end of his little speech he realizes he has her by the arms.

Megan Gwynn has posed:
Megan Gwynn sighs, "I know, I mean, I chased the monster away at least? And there are about three or four others there to take care of her, I just.." she frowns, hanging her head. "When I saw Jon and Chas light up the room and burn that big scary god out of Lydia, I was just...Soo scared..And I just.." she swallows, shivering, ashamed, upset with herself, her wings drooping and turning stormy grey..

Thomas Blake has posed:
Thomas Blake nods and sweeps her in a hug. He whispers to her, "I know you did your best and will do better. So you didn't leave Gabrielle behind. The big guns were handling stuff... it was above your pay grade. That's different. I'm glad you explained it and didn't just hit me in the mouth. Let's go home. We'll try to put this behind us." He releases the hug but keeps an arm around her slim waist. He looks at the wings he took the color out of... but it had to be said. He's not perfect but he's going to be straight with her.