13465/Post-Thanksgiving Snack

Post-Thanksgiving Snack
Date of Scene:	28 November 2022
Location:	Main Kitchen
Synopsis:	Post food chatter comes up amongst M, Scott, and Warren.
Cast of Characters:	Warren Worthington, Monet St. Croix, Scott Summers

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Warren Worthington has posed:
     Thanksgiving was a couple days ago, the feasting is over for the masses but the leftovers are still there to be devoured. Nothing beats a post-Thanksgiving turkey sandwich, at least to the winged man that is currently standing behind the counter of the kitchen in the process of making one. Turkey, stuffing, cranberry and even a dollop of mashed potatoes make their way onto the toasted bread canvas.

    Warren is dressed down from his usual business attire. Barfoot, he is dressed totally casual in a pair of stretchy sweatpants and a baggy tank-top, his wings unencumbered by the loose fitting, open, collar. His longish hair has been pulled back into a very loose ponytail, strands of hair have escaped and dangle here and there at the side of his face.

Monet St. Croix has posed:
Monet St. Croix doesn't care particularly much for the american holiday that seems to be only about feasting until one is on the verge of passing out and then drinking until one fully passes out. She has instead spent the last several days enjoying the World Cup, and having taken a trip to see a few matches of it down in the Middle East. Having seen those games she cared for and stopped to see her sisters on the way back, she would reenter the Mansion.
    "Misther Worhtington, in that attire you should likely be on a work call."

Warren Worthington has posed:
     The billionaire is about to sink his teeth into the thanksgiving dinner smooshed between two pieces of bread when Monet makes her way into the kitchen. Instead of being rude and taking a bite then trying to talk, he sets the sandwich back down onto the plate and looks over with a chuckle.

    "Only if that call was voice only. I doubt the board want to see me in my 'leisure' attire. They might think I don't have a life outside of work and god forbid we give them that impression." He winks playfully over at Monet and chuckles, "Can I make you a sandwich, Ms. St. Croix? There is plenty here for another."

Monet St. Croix has posed:
Monet St. Croix would glance over at Warren, "I'm sure that you could manage it Mister Worthington. Most of the time I only see those about whom work in the corporate world in such leisure attire as when they have some sort of meeting that they do not have to conduct over in person." The snark was heavy with this one.
    "No, thank you, I've already eaten on my way returning here."

Warren Worthington has posed:
     As Monet speaks, Warren takes that opportunity to take a bite of his sandwich. He hastily chews trying to be done with the bite before she finishes speaking, but fails and has to wait a moment before swallowing to answer. "Well why wear a suit if you don't have to? Gives the wings a bit more freedom when not bound up in a jacket and shirt, even one designed with specially made hole for them." Warren sets the sandwich down again, lifting a glass of water to his lips to wash down the bite. "Besides, I'll bet money that if they're in private taking a call from home, half probably aren't even wearing this much." He chuckles, "How was your trip?"

Monet St. Croix has posed:
Monet St. Croix would shrug, "I do not mind it. And I thought that youhad plenty of suits that you had expertly tailored to fit them. And I thought that you were out to your board members, if not the public. So why do you see like you would have to wear an outfit to minimize or conceal them?"

Warren Worthington has posed:
     Warren shakes his head. "You misunderstand me. I am not trying to conceal them. As you said I am 'out' publicly. All I am saying is that not having to shove them through expertly designed holes in clothes is always going to be better than having to. Always. It doesn't matter how tailored the shirt or jacket are."

Monet St. Croix has posed:
Monet St. Croix would shrug, "Very well, it is ultimately your own preference and decision as you see most fitting and most comfortable." She would acquiesce over with a moment's consideration and a shrug of her shoulders.

Warren Worthington has posed:
     Warren thinks for a moment, then nods and smiles. "Let me put it to you in a way you probably understand better. Bra or no bra."

Monet St. Croix has posed:
Monet St. Croix would just glance over at Warren, "That is far from a comparative metaphor, Mister Worthington. It's one that I would have expected from Mister Drake or Mister Lebeau, wherever he's gone to." Oof

Warren Worthington has posed:
     "I disagree, I think it is pretty comparative. Most women I know find even the best made bra restricting and uncomfortable to wear. I think that is a pretty apt comparison to putting the wings through holes in clothes." Warren says with a shrug. "I don't mean it to be suggestive, just factual. Bobby and Remi would have likely just been much more....blue... about it." One of his wings flutters behind him, the feathers rippling as they readjust.

Monet St. Croix has posed:
Monet St. Croix would shrug, "Then perhaps you should attempt to do the same someday and see how it goes. But no, I would disagree over on it." It's moreso like iwht her powerset she isn't bothered by it at all. Which may make her a lucky girl."

Scott Summers has posed:
Scott Summers just came back from running errands, hanging his jacket carefully on the coathanger rack he put up by the door, specifically so that people would stop just dropping jackets in a pile. Did he have to stop and pick up the jackets of three other people and put them carefully on the rack in a proportionate way so that it didn't become unbalanced and wobbly? Yes, yes he did.

"Warren, Monet," he says, raising a hand in greeting. He's wearing a North Face longsleeve with a pair of jeans and sneakers, his trademark ruby-quartz glasses as ever in place. "Rich people having a special meeting? Should I go?"

Warren Worthington has posed:

     Warrens shrugs and lifts up his plate, "Fair enough, Ms. St. Croix. We can just agree to disagree on that one. At the very least I am no longer having to bind them to my back, so regardless of it all even having tailored holes is infinitely better than binding them down." He smiles, starting to head for the door to the dining room as Scott enters. "Hey Scott," Warren says with a chuckle, "Nah, Ms. St. Croix and I were just debating my preference to not have to shove my wings through holes in clothes, as tailored as they may be, and just have them 'out' in loose fitting clothes like this tank top. Nothing rich about it....other than maybe custom tailored holes in clothes for wings." He lifts up his thanksgiving dinner between bread sandwich and takes another bite, "When you have a chance to talk some 'business' Scott, let me know."

Monet St. Croix has posed:
Monet St. Croix would shrug, "Very well. I will preasume that we will agree to disagree." She would turn over to Scott, "And Mister Summers, Mister Worthington was merely stating his preference for women to go along without tops and his thoughts that it would be more comfortable for us." Someone is going in to snark while there's an opening for it."

Scott Summers has posed:
Scott Summers smiles, "Well, lucky for you, Warren, that you can afford to have all your clothes custom made. That said, it might be worthwhile to go down to Mutant Town sometime and see if some of our nonconforming brethren might have similar clothing needs? Could be a good way to give back during the holiday season," he says.

To Monet, he raises an eyebrow, "I think going topless in the current seasonal climate would be challenging for anyone, regardless of their gender identity or physical attributes."

Warren Worthington has posed:
     "Not a bad idea, Scott. I'd give them to Jay, but I don't think they are his style. I'll donate what I can though."

    Warren pauses on his way out of the kitchen and turns to look at Monet with a raised brow after her comment. He opens his mouth to say something, thinks better of it, then just shrugs and lifts his fist in the air like a symbol of protest and calls out "Free the nipples..." before he heads out the door.

Monet St. Croix has posed:
Monet St. Croix would shrug over, "Very well, Mister WOrhtington, I hope that the day finds you well and productively and that you canc ontinue to go around without any form of support whatsoever." She would glance over at Scott, "And tha tparticular concept is not universal, Mister Summers. I'm sure that MIster Drake would disagree."

Scott Summers has posed:
Scott Summers gets out his protein powder, going to the blender to start to make his shape, peeling a banana after he dumps in the powder, "Bobby has an unusual set of circumstances and should not be taken as a standard. For anything. Ever," he says, before putting some strawberries on the cutting board and beginning to trim away the stems methodically.

"Universality is neither wanted nor useful, however, I agree on that. We all fit into the world in different ways."

Monet St. Croix has posed:
Monet St. Croix would nod, "I'm hardly speakin of a standard, Mister Summers. I was just correcting that it was not a universal concept." Someone is going over on semantics, whether to make a point or out of a very rare display of humor at being literal.

"You are correct in the matter." Wait, someone agreeing with him?

Scott Summers has posed:
Scott Summers doesn't find people agreeing with him odd. People should agree with him more. He's usually right.

"Fair enough," he says, throwing on what appears to be some oatmeal for additional fiber.

"Any word or sign of Gambit yet? I'm not taking what's been reported at face value, but I certainly would like to hear it from his own mouth."

Monet St. Croix has posed:
Monet St. Croix would shake her head, "No, Mister Summers. I just returned to the Mansion. I was unaware that he was missing until you stated. I take it that you've checked the normal places of ill repute that he tends to frequent?" Wait, she said 'locations of ill repute'?

Scott Summers has posed:
Scott Summers nods, "Others would probably be better suited to know the locations of such things than I," he says. "There have been some serious accusations made, in regards to his involvement in the murder of mutants several years ago. It doesn't help that he has apparently gone into hiding as a result," he sighs.

Monet St. Croix has posed:
Monet St. Croix would nod and frown, "Understood. However, I am unsure as to how one might track him if he has gone to ground. I do not know him well but by.. Reputation he is quite evasive. IF he does not want to be found.. Then we will not find him."