13368/Cold Chicken Is Still Good Chicken

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Cold Chicken Is Still Good Chicken
Date of Scene: 15 November 2022
Location: Main Kitchen
Synopsis: Left fried chicken of Sam's draws a few people to the kitchen, as students head to class. Some later than other. We mean you, Hambone.
Cast of Characters: Kitty Pryde, Gabby Kinney, Kurt Wagner




Kitty Pryde has posed:
It's early enough on Tuesday morning that the hubbub of students in the hallway heading for their first classes of the day has finally died out. Classroom doors are closed and lessons on mathematics, civics, literature and other topics have begun.

In the kitchen far less is being learned. Kitty Pryde is still wearing her X-men costume, the black one with grey trim, and lying on a cushion in the window seat that looks out over the grounds through the big windows. She's sleeping away, if thankfully not snoring. She has a half eaten drumstick in hand, cold chicken from from what Sam Guthrie made earlier.

The chicken itself is sitting out on a counter in a big Tupperware container. Lockheed leans into the container, pulling out a wing and then sitting back on his behind as he begins crunch on it, eating it bones and all. Definitely not the first piece he's had while Kitty sleeps.

Gabby Kinney has posed:
Gabby Kinney steps in from the foyer only to pause at the sight of Lockheed cronching away with a bemused smile. It had been awhile since she'd seen the space dragon though this didn't seem the least bit out of place for him. It only takes a quick scan of the room to spot his usual partner in crime snoozing away as well. Resisting the urge to outright chuckle, her path veers toward the counter where Lockheed is pilfering. "I'd ask if it's good but I think I know the answer," she remarks quietly trying not to wake the sleeping X-Man.

Of course, that all depended how lightly she slept to begin with. Reaching out she gives Lockheed a good old pat on the top of his head in greeting as she risks a peek into the container to see what might remain that wasn't dragon slobbered. Not that she'd ever accuse him of slobbering out loud. "Hey Lockheed. You been keeping Kitty out of trouble?"

Kurt Wagner has posed:
    Kurt rarely walks on the ceiling or the walls. They're not really designed to be load-bearing. He also doesn't tend to bamf around the school, possibly as a courtesy. He does, however, enter the kitchen, following Gabby. Seeing Kitty, he waves. He was following Gabby, not walking with her, so he does his best not to startle her as he moves nearer to the two to say, "Guten tag, ladies."

Kitty Pryde has posed:
Lockheed is just picking out pieces of chicken, about as hygienic as someone using their hand. So there doesn't seem to be anything to worry about in grabbing any of what's left. Knowing the hunger of those in the school, there was plenty of the chicken made to be able to have some cold snacks of it.

Lockeed sits up straighter at the question, as if answering with his posture that of course he's keeping Kitty out of trouble. And a glance towards the Jewish girl as if the dragon might add, and boy does she ever need it!

Said Jewish girl slowly stirs as she hears voices. One eyelid pops open and she looks over at Gabby and Kurt before the other eyelid joins the first. "Hey guys," she says, clearing her throat a bit and then sitting up a bit more. She notices she fell asleep with the chicken in hand, and takes another bite out of it. "Late night last night," she says in way of excuse. "How are you two?"

Gabby Kinney has posed:
Gabby Kinney doesn't seem startled by being followed. A little sniff of the air is drawn in as she half-turns to glance over her shoulder toward Kurt to flash him a grin. Kitty's waking up though which pulls her attention back. One hand dips down into the container to pull out a drumstick which she wags in Kitty's direction. "Better than you it seems. Though if you want to keep the X-Men a secret, might not want to nap out where the students can see you in uniform," she points out teasingly before drawing the drummy in for a quick nibble.

"Morning Kurt. I'm doing good. Met Bigfoot the other day. Or a Bigfoot at least. You know they camoflauge like chameleons? Why they're so hard to find apparently."

Kurt Wagner has posed:
    Kurt's eyebrows raise. "Really?" he asks. "A bigfoot. So, they're NOT mutants. Interesting." He smiles and shrugs. "Looks like I got that one wrong." He grabs a glass and pours himself some water. "What about you, Fraulein?" he asks Kitty as he turns with his full glass. "What had you up so late? Anything I need to be aware of?"

Kitty Pryde has posed:
Kitty Pryde quietly munches on the drumstick then draws a deeper breath and sits up. "Oh the students all know," she replies sleepily. "Just the outside world that we keep the team's existence from. The less people that know, the less the school, and the kids as a result, will get targeted." Not like that's stopped the school from being attacked, but given how much it has happened when they ARE secretive, it might be a lot worse if they weren't.

"I was out patrolling in Bushwick and Chinatown," Kitty replies to Kurt. She slips off the window seat and stretches. "There was a family getting some problems from the Friends of Humanity recently, that I watched over to make sure things were cooling off there. And then checked in on a friend's place that has had a run of bad luck," she says.

Lockheed leans his head into the container to get another wing. He knows those are the least favorite of everyone else, and since he likes the bones as much as the meat he doesn't mind. Kitty walks over and gives the back of his neck a little rub as she takes another bite of her own chicken. "How are you two this morning?" she asks. "Haven't seen you a lot lately, Gabby. What's been going on with you?"

Gabby Kinney has posed:
Gabby Kinney makes a small noise in response to Kitty when she chews on the drumstick. At least she's not talking with her mouth full. A quick lick of her greasy fingers comes before she actually reaches for a paper towel, or napkin. Something to help that situation out so she wasn't leaving fingerprints everywhere. "I mean I guess they could be mutants, but if they are it's a a pretty strong mutation that crosses generations. Probably more akin to a magical creature or cryptid. Probably cryptid. I'm not sure what the difference is other than that they're native to this world." With that explanation given to Kurt she steps over to the fridge to rummage for a soda.

"Oh, been working with a few groups. Got one that does patrols out in Gotham I work with. Got a spot at a friend's place in Happy Harbor, and then helping run the ..." She pauses letting her response taper off a moment in favor of cracking open a can of Coke. Deciding on her words she finishes with, "Supernatural and magically inclined group that I kind of inherited leadership of. Thus the Bigfoot," she adds with a wry grin.

Kurt Wagner has posed:
    Kurt sets his glass down to clap a few times. It's not a particularly strong sound with the structure of his hands and the fur. "I applaud your initiative!" he says before picking up and chugging down his water. "That's quite a resume and in such a short time!"

Kitty Pryde has posed:
Kitty moves over to the fridge, opening the door and pulling out a container of orange juice. Though she pauses, looking at the orange juice and at the drumstick in her hand. As if thinking, maybe that isn't a great pairing.

The OJ goes back into the fridge and she ends up getting a glass of water instead. "Were the Bigfoots communicative?" Kitty asks Gabby, but then pauses. "Bigfoots? Bigfeet?" she muses aloud. "Cryptids of unusual podiatric size?" she continues before shrugging and grinning.

She finishes up her drumstick and then goes back for a breast. "So hungry," she murmurs. "Well good, glad you're keeping busy." And seeming to be stepping forward into roles of leading others.

"Kurt, what've you been up to?" she asks, returning to sit on the window seat, but facing the others as she nibbles on the chicken.

Gabby Kinney has posed:
Gabby Kinney flashes a grin toward Kurt's clapping. Playing along, she sweeps her arm out in front of her go give a theatrical bow. "Thank you, thank you. I try my best." She moves to lean against the counter with elbows proppped up so she can indulge in the drumstick. The other hand has the Coke to alternate bites with sips to wash down the unusual breakfast.

"Kind of. Once we bridged the communication gap at least. She was caught by a bear trap and injured, so was raiding local camps to feed herself. Got her free, got her fixed up, and probably she'll never be seen by locals again. Out in New Hampshire," she explains a bit. "Not too far from here which is why I swung by. I'm trying to keep in touch with dad and others. And it has been awhile," she admits glancing up to regard the building she was in thoughtfully.

Kurt Wagner has posed:
    Kurt listens to Gabby talk, unwilling to interrupt her. However, he looks back at Kitty. "Me?" Kurt asks, as if he wasn't also an X-Man. He shrugs. "Lots of grading," he says. "Tutoring another teleporter." He holds up his hand and makes something like a 'yada yada' kind of sign, but as he moves that from one side to his other side, he says, "Bamf, bamf, bamf." He shrugs. "Some personal projects. Nothing super exciting. Not like Gabby," he concludes, gesturing toward her with his empty glass.

Kitty Pryde has posed:
Kitty tugs at the neck of her costume. Not the most comfortable thing to sleep in, though at least it's warm. Outside the November winds are blowing leaves about and doing their best to rattle the windows. Which being bullet resistant are a bit sturdier than regular panes of glass.

She tells Gabby, "Glad you were able to help her out. Yes, hadn't any idea they were anything but a myth. So I wonder if the sightings out in California and along the West Coast, if they are the same species then." Kitty further ponders the question silently as she takes a bite of the fried chicken breast.

Lockheed seems content after crunching up the chicken wing and its bones, and stretches his wings out, then gives a flap or two to lift himself into the air and propel him over to Kitty where he settles in her lap. "I know, we need to find a stretch for some sleep," she tells the dragon, ruffling her fingers over his head. "How's the tutoring going?" Kitty asks Kurt.

Gabby Kinney has posed:
Gabby Kinney chuckles faintly, "I don't know if I'd call it excitement. A lot of work at least. Small things like this I don't mind though. It doesn't always have to be fights and inter-dimensionally invasive elder gods seeking to bring the world to ruin and rot. Though neither one smelled great to be honest."

"Ah, similar species I think, regional varient. Nettie's the one that knows more about them than me. I was just the tracker in this case." Curious she looks back to Kurt with an eyebrow raising. "What're you teaching, anyway? Seems like everyone switches things around each few years around here."

Kurt Wagner has posed:
    Kurt smiles at Kitty. "I appreciate you trying to include me," he says, "but Gabby's plenty interesting enough to carry the conversation, right now." He looks at Gabby and says, "That all sounds very interesting."

Kitty Pryde has posed:
The sudden sound of hurrying footsteps can be heard. No doubt Gabby picks up on them long before Kitty. Hambone comes around a corner in a rush, but his tennis shoes squeak to a stop as he sees teachers. "Ah," he says, his mind searching for an excuse. Too long of a pause he realizes. "Yeah I'm late," he says, hurrying to a cabinet to grab a packet of Pop Tarts and then hurries out towards the classroom he should be in.

Kitty chuckles and gives a tiny shake of her head, and looks back to the others. "Wait, doesn't everyone deal with inter-dimesionally invasive elder gods?" she says while feigning a perplexed look. As if that very concept is something that's difficult for her to fathom given the life they live.

She grins and takes a sip from water glass then. "Well, glad you were able to help them," she says. "So any big plans for Thanksgiving?"

Gabby Kinney has posed:
Gabby Kinney gives Kurt a sympathetic look at the change of topic. "Ah, don't like talking about yourself. I get that." A few people she knew were the same though really she had no issue with it personally. Usually she talked too much.

Another bite has her polish off the drumstick so she tosses the bone toward the trash. Already her head is tilting in the direction of the approaching Hambone in time for him to come squeaking around the corner. "Hey Hambone," she greets recalling the student rather well. Another sip of soda is taken as she moves back to the fridge to raid for more snacks. "I'm sure people do on occasion but I don't recommend it. Not fun on many levels. Not really any plans for turkey day though. I should ask around I guess."

Kurt Wagner has posed:
    Kurt watches Hambone get a popped tart as he sets his empty glass in the sink. Kurt launches himself up into the air, pulling his knees up as his arms spread out. As his knees touch his chest--

---BAMF!---

    The mutant teacher disappears in a stinky explosion. The explosion is so weak it probably couldn't put out a candle, but the smell of sulfur is strong to a nose like Gabby's.

---BAMF!---

    The blue-furred mutant appears in the hallway just in front of Hambone. There is a collision, but Kurt grabs the boy. "To class!" he barks like it's a call to adventure.

---BAMF!---

    And they're gone. Apparently, it was Kurt's class Hambone was late for? Well, regardless, Kurt still has classes to teach, even if he drops Hambone off on the way.

Kitty Pryde has posed:
Kitty Pryde lets out a soft sigh at Hambone's appearance and departure. "Honestly I'm just impressed he woke up," she says in a joking voice. Kurt bamfs away and Kitty gives a soft, warm chuckle. "Yes, not quite sure what I'm doing yet either," Kitty says. "Usually I stay at the school, but I might see if Mom can come out for it this year. I'm always torn between staying here or going back to Deerfield. The times I can get her to come here, well then it's the best of both worlds," she says with a smile.

Kitty stands up again and stretches. "I should probably go get changed and cleaned up," she says. "By which I mean a shower and then falling right into bed. It helps having Rahne helping out with the guidance counselor stuff," Kitty says. "Especially as I'm working on finding something to do consulting in the city again."