2510/Mutant Renaissance

Mutant Renaissance
Date of Scene:	18 July 2020
Location:	New York Renaissance Fair
Synopsis:	A group from Xavier's, along with a few guests, make a trip to the Renaissance Fair for snacks, spending, and general adorability.
Cast of Characters:	Lorna Dane, Bobby Drake, Julio Richter, Alex Summers, Rahne Sinclair, Emma Frost, Laura Kinney, Marie-Ange Colbert, Mary Bromfield

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Lorna Dane has posed:
It was the Summer, and that meant field trips that weren't technically part of the school.. and therefore didn't need to have chaperones per student.. nor did they have to follow local laws regarding areas where adult beverages were sold. The faire certainly counted, particularly as there were at first glance at least five pubs and taverns on site. At the door each person was checked for ID, and if they chose to partake, was given a handy little paper bracelet. Canons were fired off somewhere deeper within, and cheers could be heard as the gathering Xavierites bought their tickets and headed inside through the tall highly staged gate.

Each was in turn given a map as they entered, and a people mulled about the plaza entrance reading it over. Lorna for her part.. did have a whole costume. She wore a black pirate hat overloaded with feathers, a green corset, and a pair of knee high leather boots and leggings. She clearly had been there before too, as she flipped over the map with a glance. "Right, so I want to go to Puss'N Boots Pub. Get some mead, and a scotch egg before it gets too crowded."

Bobby Drake has posed:
Bobby likewise showed up in costume, because costumes are fun. His consists of some soft leather boots in a dark brown, lighter brown trousers and a simple white light linen shirt with a wide brown leather belt -- keepin' cool in the summer sun, not that he needs to worry about that. The air temperature immediately around Bobby is a bit cooler than that of the faire itself, making him their own personal air conditioning buddy. His hat is a brown leather and is likewise festooned with feathers, various shades of whites and brown. "Mead sounds good. What's a scotch egg?" He's clearly never tried one.

Julio Richter has posed:
Julio has spent most of the gaps between his summer classes dealing with matters grim, mind-bending, life-threatening, or all too often, all three. So when he heard there was going to be a school outing to a fair, he signed up without asking many questions, eager to sneak in just a little bit of mindless relaxation.

He shows up to the gates in a light green tank top and ragged jeans, already realizing that he's woefully underdressed; the Latino youth does not own any fancy handcrafted doublets, and if you ask after his hose, all you'll get is a /very/ confused look. Coming in just behind Bobby, he shows his ID to the gatekeeper -- extremely fake, as he doesn't have the option of getting a real one -- and gets his bracelet. Unsurprisingly, it doesn't do a damn thing for his garb situation.

"So, OK, I should have googled this," he says, pausing just inside and staring at the elaborate, anachronistic outfits. "I thought it would be, like... rides." Still, snacks and drinks are universal at least, so he follows after Lorna, still confused but open enough to yet another new experience.

Alex Summers has posed:
    It was the Summers, and therefore at least of them tags along with the outing. Mind, Alex isn't actually at the school, but he's never let that stop him from hanging out with those from it, or at least acting as a semi-chaperone. (He likes to think of himself as the too cool for X-school chaperone, but only where Emma is the only one rolling her eyes at him.)

    Still, he's wearing hose with black brogues, a kilt, and a ghille shirt to go with it to complete the Scot (but not Scott) image. No jacket, of course, and the belt for said kilt is fairly plain by comparison. He's even got a sporran though at the front, because he has no pockets and he needed somewhere to carry things.

    He has claimed to Emma that this is a Hallloween costume meant to go with a bodice ripper, but he left it up to her how she felt she needed to interpret that, because have you seen her closet? He has. Though he did point out white might be contraindicated if they're walking around in a renfair built on a dirt field.

    He's wandering hand in hand with Emma behind the gaggle o' X-teens, looking around with interest. "Never actually been to one of these before, the closest I ever got was a trip or two to Medieval Times." he admits to Emma as they trail the group.

Rahne Sinclair has posed:
    The idea of going to a ren faire was questionable to Rahne. Normally she doesn't go for social anything...but someone must have been really convincing...for she had come with. And...she is in costume. Well, not *really* a costume. She has on a tunic and breeches which would have been rather large on her. But, that's only if she went normally. Instead, she is in her hybrid wolf form...and not only do the clothing fit appropriately (and maybe just a touch too small) but everyone around the group is just *staring* at the wolf girl.

    "Ye sure it's okay if Ah'm like this?" The question is to no one in particular...but the answer comes when a young girl walks up to Rahne with a huge smile on her face. "Whoa!!! Cool costume! Look, Mama! She even has the wolf feet! I want to dress up like that!!" The child gets a smile from Rahne...as a wolf hand reaches over to pat the girl's head. "Thank ye kindly, lassie..."

Emma Frost has posed:
Emma is dressed up as well, though her clothing is decidedly NOT period-accurate: a silver-and-white low-cut, tightly bound corset that she's practically popping out of, with a white 'pirate' skirt buckled up at the front to show her legs and the ridiculous white high-heeled boots she's wearing off. Her glittery silvery makeup is impeccable, and she's wearing the faux wings she had on for the gala the night before. SCA folks likely all cringe at this more fantasy take on "renn faire" but they can get over it: this isn't a re-enactment, it's a place for normies to play Halloween dressup and eat overpriced turkey legs.

She squeezes Alex's hand, overhearing Lorna and Bobby say the magic 'mead' word. She perks up. "So wheeeerrrreee is this tavern?"

Laura Kinney has posed:
Someone (that being a particular wolf-girl) had convinced Laura that tagging along with the student and coming to the Faire would be 'fun'. Of course, the last time Laura had tried to have 'fun' Julio had tried to break her eardrums with his rendition of 'Wonderwall'. So, she's on the alert and ready for just about anything.

And, it being hard enough to persuade her to come in the first place, Laura is not in costume. Instead, she is wearing simple, comfortable street clothes, jeans, a t-shirt, and a pair of tennis shoes all of which likely came from a second hand store.

She asks the important question of the day: "If we are going to a tavern, why did you not just go to Harry's?" She sounds both somewhat put out at the effort to have come here when everyone just wants to go to a 'bar'. And she could have stayed back and gotten a work out, or something in.

She looks aside to Rahne. "Why do you ask that? You do not have a uniform. You can wear whatever you want, can't you?"

Lorna Dane has posed:
Lorna glanced up at Emma, a near pirate twin done in blacks and greens.. and minus the wings. A grin pulled at her lips as she gestured at the map. "Well looks like we cross the bridge, and go up the path a bit, then we can hop over to the one on the otherside too. We can likely make it there in time for Pirate's Royale performance there too. Nothing quite as fun as getting day drunk and listening to music." Her focus shifted back to Bobby and she made to link arms with him if allowed. Better to keep the mobile living AC unit nearby when wearing so much leather and corsetry.

"Bobby, Bobby, a scotch egg is a hardboiled egg wrapped in sausage, and deep fried. It's delicious. But if its not your thing, I will have yours and you can get a turkey leg." She drawled, and started to lead the group further in.

A glance was spared for Julio. "Also Emma, I think we need to do something to make sure he is dressed right." She offered up, tilting her head back as she walked to pitch her voice correctly.

"Also Laura, there's knife throwing here, and I know a few guys that sell sharp and shiny things. If you want. And I think they have axe throwing and archery here too. You might enjoy watching guys with long wooden lances smash into each other via horses too, it's called a joust. One guy got knocked over pretty hard last time I was here."

Bobby Drake has posed:
Bobby Drake holds out his elbow for Lorna to link arms and grins over at her. To Laura, he says, "It's all about the day drinking, the bawdy songs, the fanciful costumes, the jousting, the knife throwing, the extremely expensive baubles, costuming, and weaponry, and just not thinking about everything else that's going on in our lives right now."

When Lorna explains what a scotch egg is he raises both brows and says, "How did I not know about these before now? Okay, I need one of those in my life.. possibly two in my belly." He then grins when they plan on dressing Julio. "We should get him a costume. Everyone should have a costume!" Because why not. He then laughs when Lorna also brings up the knife throwing. Play to the audience, after all.

Alex Summers has posed:
    Alex says with interest. "I wouldn't mind seeing the smithing areas. I mean, I don't use weapons really but I can appreciate the craft that goes into metalworking like that. Or jewelry and such." he says thoughfully. "But actual brewed ale might be good for a break." He grins. "Or a turkey leg, though the deep fried egg and sausage sounds interesting."

Emma Frost has posed:
"Mead first," Emma gives Alex a slight pout. "Then bashy rocks and oozing metals." She does so love prodding Alex about his interests in such, naturally. She looks to Julio and Laura as well, tilting her head. "Mm. There's someone selling costumes here, right?" She rifles through the tiny white leather pouch on her hip, pulling out some cash. "Mm. Lorna, you think..." she shuffles through the bills. "$200 each will cover them?" She doesn't seem even remotely fazed by that. "Mm, kids will need drinks too. And turkey legs." She flips out another pair of Bennies, handing a roll of three each to Julio and Laura. "Rahne, you too?" Another three. "I may have to pull more cash after this, I only have another 600."

Julio Richter has posed:
Julio grins at the reception Rahne's 'costume' gets from her new fan. The child's enthusiasm, and Rahne's sense of belonging, are cute enough on their own to be worth the cost of admission -- which, in fairness, he didn't actually have to pay. "You fit here a lot better here than I do," he tells the Scot with a crooked grin.

Then, turning to Laura, he adds, "Here, I don't think they'll let me sing," just to add some extra shine to those blades Lorna was tempting her with already. He seems inexplicably proud of that awful karaoke performance, but he's also reassured that he isn't the only one who missed the memo on the dress code.

Which is a perfect cue for Lorna and Bobby to start commiserating about his outfit, of course. He looks down at his tank with a mildly perturbed expression and slowly ventures, "I guess if you pick something out I can try it on..." He's conscious that it's a major opening for embarrassment if they decide to mess with him, but in the spirit of the outing, he'll go outside his comfort zone a little.

Then Emma gets involved, and his enthusiasm visibly spikes. Bribes help. Bribes help a /lot/.

Lorna Dane has posed:
Lorna shrugged once, "Hmmm, a good corset is at least $150, $200 if its' leather. Um, pants, or a skirt are at least $50, and it depends on what Julio wants. I think there's a later period looking shop and they have cool highwayman coats. Or we could put him in full courtly garb, that'll run at least $400... give or take for a hat, boots are give or take $700.." She muttered, her features twisting as she tried to run the mental math and grimaced. "I know the clothing places take card. Food and bar is cash only." She offered as she walked, flashing Bobby a grin.

"Definitely need at least two. Oh and we can't forget the garlic butter mashed potatoes. Those are so good. And the mac'n cheese on a stick.. Or steak on a stake."

Marie-Ange Colbert has posed:
While not technically one of the X-students anymore, Marie still keeps in touch with her former classmates and instructors and still loves at the Mansion since she and Jenny haven't found the /right/ apartment to rent out in the city yet, and when it comes to these two, it really has to be perfect; it has to fit Jenny's specific tastes, and then Marie's cards /also/ have to approve it.

She's dressed in costume herself, an outfit styled after a medieval archer made of leather and chain, which, to those who would recognize it? Looks suspiciously like the outfit Leliana wears in the video game Dragon Age.

"This way, they're over here!" she calls behind her to her companion after spotting the group of familiar... well, backs-of-heads belonging to the Xavier's group, moving into a little jog to try and catch up to them.

Rahne Sinclair has posed:
    A wolfen head tilts to the side, as green eyes regard Laura's question. The confusion, which is rather comical on Rahne's expression, clears as she realizes that Laura is only talking clothing...and is seeing Rahne's currently furry form as completely normal. That does cause the werewolf to smile softly...and perhaps blush, if it was possible through red fur. "Oh, it isn't that, Laura. Ah was just worried that the..." With that, she indicates the fur, the feet....basically everything but the clothing. "...was too much. But, looks like Ah fit right in." And that seems surprising, for Rahne, judging from her tone.

    The talk of mead and taverns does solicit a slight frown. But...those Scotch eggs and turkey legs? Those sure do smell good to human noses. Which means that those with enhanced senses are probably just loving those scents right now. The question from Emma catches Rahne in the midst of turkey leg cravings...and the nod is automatic. Of course she is going to have a turkey leg. However...the stash of cash is enough to pull her out of the culinary fantasy. "Oh...wha? Ye...ye don't havta do that."

    Of course, that probably won't stop Emma. But it is in Rahne's nature to at least voice the sentiment.

Emma Frost has posed:
Emma gives Alex a look as if to say 'see, they take card! They aren't ANIMALS.' "Oh. Okay, well, once you kids find what you want come get me, and I'll run my card." She waves off Rahne's polite decline of the cash, and doesn't seem to even remotely be interested in taking it back. "Good, then what I gave you guys should be enough for turkey legs and... uh..." she watches someone walk by. "Funnel cakes." She nods. "Kids are all set, let's go mead up."

Mary Bromfield has posed:
And arm in arm with Marie is Mary, herself dressed up to be some sort of young Witch of the Wilds, as she has her hair styled up and back, looking more severe than it might otherwise. Gothic makeup has been applied, particularly around her eyes, and she looks a touch paler than she might otherwise. A purple corset is worn, along with a cloak, as her free arm holds a black wooden staff with a few raven feathers tied to the top. "Oh wait, that's them? I have to say they look a little..."

Then she pauses, catching sight of Julio, and she gives him an enthusiastic wave, side-noting to Marie, "Wait, you know Julio? I met him the other day! Well, night, well... it was complicated." Which, considering the situation, is /definitely/ an understatement.

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Bobby Drake has posed:
Bobby looks Julio over from head to toe and says, "Highwayman, definitely. Dashing, dangerous. I think that's the way to go." While he's definitely the sort to mess with someone good-naturedly, he seems more intent in dressing everyone up in fantastic outfits and stuffing himself with delicious food at the moment. He continues to walk along with Lorna, arm in arm as they make their way closer to mead and scotch eggs. He grins at Julio, "We'll find you something awesome," he promises.

Alex Summers has posed:
    "These days they've got those things for cellphones I guess." Alex says bemusedly, not looking that upset to be proven wrong. "We're supposed to keep an eye on them though, you know. Or Scott will give us that look he gets when we get back." That 'I'm very disappointed in your lack of responsibility' look he does so well.

    "I'm sure we can grab a mead first though as long as they don't run off too far."

Laura Kinney has posed:
Laura looks to the fur, and feet, and Rahne's other inhuman attributes, seeming to finally and only then understand. She shrugs, briefly, pointing out, "You are holding yourself to someone else's truths again, Rahne." A strong hint that Rahne shouldn't see any problem with her physical form anymore than Laura has. She might have said more, but then she's being handed money.

Laura takes the money, tilting her head to Emma. "Do you wish me to earn you more money to buy everyone turkey legs at the knife throwing?" She has not quite caught on yet that she's to be 'costumed', and appears quite ready to go gamble and double, or triple, Emma's money if need be.

Then, her stomach rumbles. Because highly senstive nose has been smelling turkey legs since they came into the parking lot.

Lorna Dane has posed:
Lorna shrugged, "Scott's not here, and this is technically a family friendly event. They'll be fine. Don't worry Alex, that's your brother's job!" She called back, and the group meandered up to the pub's line. It was luckily short and moving quickly. More than a few people gathered around the nearest stage, where a few women dressed up like sea-themed sirens sang into microphones. On the opposite stage, still in line of sight to the group, was a giant metal wheel. A guy stood perched on top of it, and the crowd below chanted 'WHEEL OF DEATH!'.

As Bobby and Lorna came up to the bar's front, Lorna paused in the conversation to order herself the much wanted mead, and took the plastic cup in her hand, unlatched her cup at her hip and promptly upended the contents as she paid and shuffled off to the side.

"And yeah, Bobby, I think Julio as a highwayman totally works. We definitely need to get him one of those leather molded masks to go with it. And a hat. More feathers than mine. Not a tricorner.. I think the rounded musketeer style would work best." She paused to look back to Rahne with a smile.

"You look lovely, we should definitely get you a flower crown too."

Bobby Drake has posed:
Bobby follows behind Lorna in line and he orders his own mead once it is his turn. Not having come prepared with a drinking vessel of his own, he carries the plastic cup, which totally doesn't go with his outfit, but that doesn't seem to bother him at all. He takes a sip from it and lets out a sigh of contentment. "What do you think?" he asks Julio, waiting to see what he thinks about their choices for his costume. Then he grins at Rahne and says, "They have some cool ones, or you can ask for custom colors."

Julio Richter has posed:
Julio listens as Lorna rattles off the price tags some of these garments carry, boggling and staring down at the cash in his hand. At the end of this trip, it sounds like he's going to have more money sunk into this replica outfit than literally anything else he owns, and that's including the birthday gifts some of his friends got him in Monaco.

For a second, his brain refuses to process this mismatch, and then Bobby calls him 'dashing' and 'dangerous' and poor Julio just bluescreens. Well, redscreens, if the face is the screen in this metaphor.

Fortunately, not much later, he catches sight of Mary's wave, and turns to smile at her -- still a little shellshocked -- and then at Marie. Complicated is right, but nonetheless, facts start to click into place. "Wait -- you two know --?" he asks them hesitantly, then his face lights up and he leans toward Mary with curious, budding grin, still pointing at the recent alumna. "You mentioned a girlfriend..."

He follows along with the pair to get their response as the entire group makes their way to the bar and the foot of the stage. Then Bobby approaches him again and he just nods loosely. "Si, yeah, that all sounded great, let's get started." He doesn't know what half of the outmoded words they were tossing around even referred to.

Emma Frost has posed:
Emma is not far behind Lorna in acquiring a cup of mead, though when she pays, the teller frowns at the large bill. "I don't know if I can make change for this."

Emma frowns. "Mm, oh, I forgot. Alex needs one too." Another cup is provided, but the teller still looks a little consternated.

Emma frowns more. "How many cups would this cover?"

"Mead is $10 a cup, and the honey-ginger beer and honey-root beer is $8 per..."

Emma turns, counting noses. "Um, let see, my mead, Alex's mead, and root or ginger beer for all the kids," she gestures to Laura, Julio, Rahne, and now Marie-Ange and Mary; "And then keep the change."

Lorna Dane has posed:
The tip decidedly earns a few woops and one of the barmaids rings the bell near to the registers to cheer the tipper. Emma was decidedly their new favorite customer.

Rahne Sinclair has posed:
    Rahne again regards Laura with a rather peculiar look, but it is only a brief moment, before a grin plays across that wolfen muzzle. "Yer right." And...there might have been some more said...but then Laura is talking about making money back with the knife throwing and that just causes Rahne to smile wider.

    Shifting attention, she turns to Lorna and Bobby, even as a clawed hand reaches up to tap Rahne's own head, imagining a flower crown upon the red furred head. "Really? Ah wasn't thinking tae be gettin' one. But, err...if ye think so?" The thought does entertain her, that much is certain.

    But then...a ginger beer is being handed to Rahne and the flower crown topic is set to the side.

Marie-Ange Colbert has posed:
    "Oui! I do." The (French) redhead replies to Mary as the newest associated arrivals catch up to the group. "We met.... shortly before the trip to Monaco.

It's definitely putting her in a good mood to see so many familiar faces once again. The sight of Rahne, well, 'in costume' is a surprising one... but one that makes sense afer a few moments because, well, a ton of people are in costume here. Some sticking out just as much as the wolf girl herself does, and if others stick out too.. then nobody does!

Julio's greating gets a bright smile, "We do! Mary was one of my oldest friends in America, she lives /in the city./" Which is a coded way of saying, not at the school. Though that's probably obvious enough! Then, there's a little color sneaking up into her cheeks as Julio mentions the word 'girlfriend', and Marie gives Mary a quick little hug to confirm along with "Oui!"

...and then Emma's buying them all drinks and that brings her an even brighter smile; Emma's generousity is definitely remembered. "Merci, Mademoiselle Frost!" A pause, and she adds to the group as a whole, "Everyone, I wish to introduce you all to Mademoiselle Mary Bromfield. Mary, this is..." She takes a breath and points to each in turn, "Monsieurs Summers, Drake, Richter, and Mademoiselles Frost, Dane, Sinclair, and..." An unsteady look at Laura. "...Kinney?" she looks like an older Gabby. But Marie's never met the older version when she wasn't a dinosaur!

Laura Kinney has posed:
Laura collects more money, and, apparently, a ginger beer. Her nose wrinkles as the pungent odor of the ginger is readily apparent to her very sensitive sense of smell. She takes a sip, tentatively, and with that odd facial expression people always give when trying something they aren't sure why they're trying it and aren't sure if they will like it or really what it is.

Her lips smack a few times, and she gives the drink an even more baffled expression. Tasting it again, and yet repeating the same as if she can't make up her mind if she likes it, dislikes it, loves it, or hates it.

As some of the 'change' is headed her way, she collects this, along with her larger bills and now seems to have earned quite the profit for attending. The money is stuffed into her jeans pocket and she looks about to try the ginger beer yet again to try and come to SOME conclusion, when Marie-Ange is addressing her.

"Laura," agrees Laura to Marie. Indeed, it's like looking two years into Gabby's future almost exactly. "Yes. We have not met before. I can only conclude then you've met Gabby. And you know her well enough to not mistake me for her. You must be a friend of hers. I am her sister." She offers a free hand to Marie, to shake it.

Alex Summers has posed:
    Alex idly watches Emma navigate the vagaries of what we call 'not being filthy stinking rich' with amusement but accepts the mead when offered. "Thank you." He sips from it, curious about the taste. "Mm, not bad?" And catches part of what Mary and Julio and Marie are going on about. "...heh. Those two are adorable." he murmurs to Emma. "And Rahne and Laura seem to be getting along." He sounds a bit pleased for that. Gabby's nice and seems to fit well at the school; her sister loosening up and getting along as well is a good thing, he feels.

    At the introductions, Alex nods to Mary. "Alex is cool with me, I'm not THAT much older." he says with a smile. "Nice to meet you Mary."

Mary Bromfield has posed:
Mary smiles over at Rahne, "I /love/ that look, it's so amazing. We are going to have to compare notes later. I do a fair amount of cosplay, obviously..." She accepts the hug from Marie gladly, giving the French girl a kiss on the cheek, "Definitely. We knew each other for a little while, though the girlfriend thing is pretty new, no complaints from me about /that/... except maybe we had it take a little longer than we should have." She grins at Marie, then gives everyone a warm smile and wave, "It's nice to meet you all, and if you're ever at the Rise n' Grind, first coffee is on me."

She then looks over at Julio, "Well, if you want to be a highwayman, I can definitely find you the best deals. I know a fair amount of costumers around here, just from my own stuff, so I can find the best deals for you to get." She extends that offer to Julio, then looks over at Alex with a grin, "Thanks, it's nice to meet you, Alex."

Bobby Drake has posed:
Bobby raises his glass to Mary in greeting when Marie gets to his name in the list, grinning. "Nice to meet you, Mary! Welcome to the festive frivolity!" He then grins when Julio seems to agree with them on the topic of costuming, looking decidedly amused at the blush. "Okay, eggs, and then costumes?" He lingers over by the stage where the singers are singing, enjoying the music while introductions and decisions are made and beverages are acquired. He nods to Rahne, "I think it'd look cool. I'd get one but.. I've already got a hat." He grins when Mary points out she knows some of the costumers. "Excellent! Mary should lead the way then."

Lorna Dane has posed:
Lorna stood off to the side, glancing side long at the performers and watching as a few woaded up shirtless guys came up in kilts, clearly meaning to perform next. She hmm'ed thoughtfully, and sipped at her mead, and then glanced at Bobby. "Scotch eggs first." She eyed the group and back. It was going to get interesting herding a group this size through the crowds of other faire goers.

"And yeah, Rahne, there's a hat shop that sells everything. It's pretty cool. I got my hat here back years ago. It's held up." She nudged Bobby to start forward, and began leading the gaggle along to the food stall down the path, which would also get them closer to the various clothing shops the next street over. Mary was given a distracted, but polite nod and raise of her glass as she moved.

"Onwards!"

Julio Richter has posed:
Julio accepts his root beer and happily sips it as he listens to Marie talking about her companion. Once she has finished going through her introductions, he tells her, "Si, I met ... Mary in the city, too." There's the slightest pause before he says the name. "Things were pretty shaky for a second there, but she seems amazing. You make a great couple!" He's trying to sneak some mild code-y language into his own statement, as Marie did, but mainly he just seems happy about their coincidental connection.

Then the group is moving toward the snack tent, and he follows along, still sipping. "Eggs, then costumes," he echoes, trailing slightly behind the others as he tries to figure out what this next performance is all about before they go. "I'll take two."

Mary Bromfield has posed:
Mary smiles, actually blushing a bit at Julio's praise, "Thanks... I try to keep that a bit low key." Which is a bit of code of her own, really, though she does wink towards Marie, leaning in to whisper something to the French girl. "And I am /always/ down for some Scotch eggs. I think they have a spicy maple aioli here that's to die for, really. Much better than just plain mustard." She grins at Marie, "Ever have a Scotch egg before? They're pretty amazing..." Her eyes almost seem to sparkle a bit, though that's probably just the sunlight beating down on the RenFair.

Emma Frost has posed:
Emma takes a long swig of her mead and slips her arm into Alex's. "Lead on, I suppose. And I think Highwayman sounds fantastic, Julio. You can swash and buckle." Yes, that's pirates, but aren't highwaymen just land pirates? She looks to Marie-Ange's date and gives the girl a small smile, then nods to Marie-Ange in tacit approval. The mention of scotch eggs makes Emma wrinkle her nose. "All you guys. I hate hardboiled eggs, no matter how they are done up. I'll stick with mead."

Alex Summers has posed:
    "If you ask your average romance author, yes, just like land pirates, but with tragi-dark backstories that make them sympathetic and in need of fixing by a good woman." Alex notes, accepting one of the eggs. "Really? Why hardboiled? Wait, you're one of those heathens who likes soft eggs?" he jokes.

Bobby Drake has posed:
Bobby does indeed lead the way over to the booth selling scotch eggs, turkey legs, mashed potatoes, soup in bread bowls, and various things on sticks and stakes and in paper cones that can be eaten while walking around the faire grounds. He steps up and orders enough scotch eggs for those who want them in the group and he passes them out as the orders come up and are ready, handing out little paper baskets with a napkin and a couple of scotch eggs in each one. "Or man," he says to Alex with an amused little smile. "Women aren't the only ones with a thing for bad boys," he chuckles as he hands over an egg. "I don't think I've met an egg that I haven't liked, but that's alright, Emma. More for us!"

Marie-Ange Colbert has posed:
    A brisk nod towards Laura, "Oui! Mademoiselle Gabby is a good friend, I know her well." Well, as well as the still fairly shy Marie knows most people, anyways. She goes a little redder as her relationship's acknowledge by so many of those she cares about -- but in a happy way, not upset in the slightest. "M-Merci, Monsieur Julio!" she adds, blushing a bit more at whatever it was Mary whispered, and hiding her face behind the little cup of honey-root beer. Taking the opportunity for a sip at the same time. Delicious, indeed!

Lorna Dane has posed:
"Indeed! More for us!" She cheered, thanking Bobby as he came over with a scotch egg in tow. She juggled the paper tray a top her metal mug filled with mead as she snacked away. "If you can handle the heat Julio we should get you a leather jacket. Or doublet. I dunno how well you handle it." She managed to get out between bites of the fried egg. She glanced around quickly, finding a stone lip of a planter box to set her food down and to take a drink of her mead. She didn't have enough hands and it was a problem.

"We could also put Julio in a kilt." She glanced to Emma, "Have you done a proper kilt check on Alex today? Because you should." She teased, grinning over her mug as she did so.

Rahne Sinclair has posed:
    A sip of the ginger beer later and Rahne offers her own greetings. Of course, Marie is greeted with a wave. "'Ello Marie!" The wolf-girl is certainly pleases to see Marie, though it is apparent that Marie has brought a friend...to which those green eyes of the wolf-girl shifts to as Marie makes those introductions. "Ye can just call me Rahne." The Scot does give Mary a little bit of a glance as she praises Rahne's outfit. "But...it's just a tunic and...oh...that..." There is definite confusion...until Rahne just chooses to skip past explanations to accept the praise. "Yer outfit is amazin' yerself. Ah look forward tae that." 'That' is the note compare.

    Lorna gets a smile, as the rest of the ginger beer is finished with a quick gulp. "Aye, Ah think Ah would like tae go there. Gonna wear that crown everywhere and have everyone just wonder why." Where? Why, that is Rahne's secret. A kilt, though, gets Rahne's attention. "Ye wanna put Julio inna kilt? Ah might be able tae help with that."

Emma Frost has posed:
"Eggs IN things aren't bad. Like... omelettes. But ugh. Hardboiled eggs, or whatever... softboiled eggs? Ugh that sounds even worse... no thanks." Emma does peer at the other offerings the stand has and frowns. Walking and eating seems inconvenient, but there are these seasoned chicken-on-a-stick things that look good, if not provincial. And smell better than they look.

Emma looks blankly at Lorna. "A what?" She looks at Alex, then looks down at where he would otherwise be dressed in his infernal jorts. She looks back up. "Looks like a kilt to me."

Alex Summers has posed:
    "Nothing but a blue ribbon underneath, as the song goes." Alex says cheerfully at Lorna's comment, then waggles his brows at Emma. "She means if I"m wearing anything under said kilt."

Marie-Ange Colbert has posed:
    Realizing she hadn't answered earlier, she also adds, "I have not tried a Scottish egg before," Marie clearly misheard, but her eyes are lit with excitement nonetheless. "But if you say they are amazing, Mary, I will be happy to try one!"

Laura Kinney has posed:
"I do not want eggs," Laura insists. "I want turkey legs." She is very, very adamant about this fact. Eggs might prevent her from being able to two-fist some massive turkey legs which, by all intents and purposes by her mannerism is exactly what she is going to do.

"Then, perhaps, the knife throwing and the combat observation. Jousting? It must be a new fighting form." Learning a new manner of fighting is certainly worth coming out here for. As are the turkey legs.

Laura will, at least, wait patiently with the others as scottish eggs are devoured and bide her time. She nods to Marie, then to Mary as well whom she has not met either.

Yet, something Bobby says bothers her. "Why would anyone want bad boys?" She furrows her brow, in confusion, trying to sort it out in her head.

Lorna Dane has posed:
Lorna snickered into her mug as Alex understood her and she outright cackled by the end of it. "That's why I suggested Emma do it!" She grinned, and then nodded to Rahne, laughter still covering her voice as she sipped at more of her mead. "Well we can definitely do that. We can also get you into a corset if you wanted. I think they have deer skin ones that aren't actually fully boned like mine. Nice steel." She knuckle rapped at her side.

She moved to up fold the map she'd shoved into her belt loop and glance over the various clothing shops. "We can hit up the corset shop, the leather shop, a few others that have clothes.. and shoes too. Hmmm. Hat shop is a must. We can swing by the joust after.." She glanced between Laura and Bobby briefly, but thought better of leaving that to Bobby to answer.

Julio Richter has posed:
Jogging away from the Woad Warriors, Julio manages to catch up in time to accept his eggs from Bobby. He looks a bit tempted by the turkey legs as Laura goes for them, but sticks to what he already ordered for now. No need to go clothes shopping with turkey fingers, after all. He samples one, then grins and nods at the rest of the group. "Ooh -- we should make these at home," he suggests.

Turning to Lorna after he has finished his first egg, he laughs. "I grew up in a place much hotter than New York," he tells her. "I can handle a jacket if it makes me look, ah" -- he glances at Bobby -- "dashing. Like a bad boy. One should be enough, though, I don't think I need to double it." Apologies to Rahne (and future Julio, for that matter), but 'kilt' just isn't a word he's familiar with.

Emma Frost has posed:
"They're allegedly better in bed," Emma chirps. "I find this prospect dubious though, after looking into the minds of enough of them. They'd seem to me to be selfish and boring."

Julio Richter has posed:
Julio practically chokes on his second egg as Emma chimes in.

Alex Summers has posed:
    Alex grins. "It's the sense of danger, I guess. And the idea that even though some guy is an ass to everyone else, if he's nice to you, it means you're the special one fo rhim who can change him and make him better." He shrugs his shoulders. "Though in my experience it's just an asshole saying nice tings to a girl he wants to get in his bed and lying through his teeth before he goes right back to being an asshole. I guess it's more a healing thing too, you get someone with a tortured past, you want to help them feel better."

Mary Bromfield has posed:
Mary smiles at Rahne, "Rahne, then, and you can call me Mary. And hey, sometimes it's the most basic things that are the trickiest. Trust me, I've gone through enough bad cosplay projects that the failures outweigh the successes. But the things that succeed make it so much the sweeter that way."

She then grins and makes sure to grab two pairs of the Scotch eggs that Bobby is divvying out, one pair for her and one for Marie... and if Marie doesn't like them, well, they certainly won't go to waste, "Well, Marie, I'm just glad I was able to come along. This is really my environment." She grins, then looks over at Laura as she mentions, "Jousting? Yeah, it's actually really cool... though it's not really combat so much as a contest of strength and skill. Though it definitely has skills that you could use in a fight if you were on horseback, I suppose."

Marie-Ange Colbert has posed:
Marie? Marie /stares/ at Emma's comment, her features pretty solidly beet red. While perhaps not the MOST innocent person in the group given some of the other people around, there's some things she just doesn't talk about publically. After a moment, she buries her face against Mary's hair. Just give her a moment, she'll remember how to brain soon enough!

Lorna Dane has posed:
Lorna shrugged, "I'm pretty sure the bad boy fixiation is how I manage to exist. So I won't knock it if that's what makes someone happy." She drawled and sipped at her mead again. "Anyways, shopping time! And then the joust. I think they have a weapons show after at the tents around it." She murmured. "Everyone got the assorted meats and snacks? Yes? We good to continue?" She glanced around, trying to keep track of their party of various mutants and what not.

"What do you think Emma, the leather shop first or after? Julio is gonna need boots, belt, maybe a leather hat... I dunno, I'm half on the leather look or the velvet. And then we can hit up the shop further down, get him the linen shirt or the highwayman coat that's not leather. A good doublet would look nice. But I dunno what they'll have."

Laura Kinney has posed:
There are several things you can count on, when it comes to Laura. That she is a force to be reckoned with in nearly any physical confrontation, and that she is usually ruled by logic and practicality. Both come into play, as she nods to Emma, then Alex. "That is a foolish thought. An ass is an ass," she agrees with Alex. She adds, "Most men I would not consider dangerous. Especially the ones who state that they are. Usually, they require the least amount of effort to defeat."

Mary's comment about jousting has Laura considering. She admits, "I do know how to ride, but I've never fought on a horse before. It would, however, merely be a measure of keeping your center of gravity and knowing your limitations of reach and effort."

Her nose twitches. No one has addressed the Big Question of the Day, though. "When are we going to get turkey legs?"

Rahne Sinclair has posed:
    Much like Laura, that lure of turkey legs with those heightened senses of hers cause Rahne to nod in agreement. "Oh, definitely want a turkey leg." She takes the moment that Mary goes for the eggs to make her way to the turkey vendor and snags her a couple of legs. To which she brings one back for Laura. Granted, it isn't two-fisting it like Laura might want...but hey, it is at least one. "Here ye are." The other leg remains with Rahne, as she is not likely to give it up anytime soon.

    Apparently, Rahne couldn't wait for turkey legs, either.

Emma Frost has posed:
Emma cocks her head. "Probably first, then, if that's where the bulk of the purchasing will be. Then we can get the rest to match." She decides definitely on the chicken on a stick. "Alex, did you want anything?" Look, she's hunting for a smaller bill than a benjamin. Success. TWO TWENTIES. That should be right for a chicken on a stick and whatever Alex gets! (Okay, still probably too much.) She shoves the cash at her boyfriend, and points to what she wants. "And a funnel cake after. I saw someone with them so there must be a shop here somewhere."

Bobby Drake has posed:
Bobby Drake glances over at Laura and grins amusedly when she asks why anyone might want a bad boy. He opens his mouth to answer and then Emma chimes in and he laughs, "Well.. I don't know about /better/ but, fun, sometimes, subjectively speaking." He checks on Julio when he starts to choke. "You alright there, buddy?" He shrugs his shoulders at Alex and concedes, "Sometimes it's that, too." He dips his head to Mary as he hands over some more eggs. Once everyone has their food he nods to Lorna and says, "Onward!" but pauses and says, "Oooh, funnel cake.. okay, funnel cake later, too." He finally gets to eat his own eggs now that the food is passed out.

Alex Summers has posed:
    Alex hmms and finishes off his ale, tossing the cup in a trash set aside for such things and jugglign his fried egg as he nods. "Sure, I'll go find some that then..." he says, taking the money and raising his brows. "Be right back." And he vanishes into the crowd in search of chicken and funnel cake and whatever else interesting might be available.

Laura Kinney has posed:
Laura looks very pleased, perhaps the most pleased anyone's ever seen her - a rare smile touches her face as Rahen approaches and gives her the turkey leg which is gladly taken, and she takes a huge bite out of it without hesitation, irregardless of how she might look or any thing that might get smeared on her face. She is a happy, hungry girl, and she don't give no fucks.

Mary Bromfield has posed:
Mary makes a face as she catches up to the conversation about Bad Boys, "Oh, no thanks. See too many of those jokers when I do streaming and make the mistake of reading the comments." She then says, in a tone of dread and horror, "Never read the comments!" A snerk at that, "Frankly, I'm perfectly happy with what I have." And with that, she gives Marie another peck on the cheek. She then grins at Laura, "Wow, you were hungry." She does sound suitably impressed by the leg-devouring.

Julio Richter has posed:
Julio waves off Bobby's concern, then starts clapping himself on the sternum and nodding unconvincingly. Finally, he manages to down the egg, and straightens back up. He look as embarrassed as ever, which is great: might as well trot out the classics before trying on these daring new renaissance looks. He downs some more root beer to clear his airway with the little aplomb he can muster.

"I'm not being an ass and lying and torturing anyone in bed, though; I just want a cool jacket," he grumbles. He's been a potential 'bad boy' for all of twenty seconds and here he is, their front line PR guy. He's still not fully following some of the specialized terminology, either: parsing 'doublet' as 'double it,' assuming 'highwayman' must be some kind of medieval road builder, and trying to work out the meaning of 'kilt' based on its obvious root word, 'kill.' Still, he's game enough, letting himself be escorted into the leather tent for whatever's going to happen there.

Lorna Dane has posed:
Lorna waits until Alex returns from his food venture, and once more taking a head count, starts toward the shop that holds the various leather worked goods. Expecting that once everyone had their food stuff in hand, they would follow. The smell was //strong// even without heightened senses. Furs, leather belts, skirts, tops, hats, bags, and other interesting items hung all along the walls and from the ceilings.

She sipped at her drink again as she stood on the edge of the crowd, glancing around. "Right, Julio, we need to get you all kinds of things here." She distractedly touched a fuzzy sheep hide, patting it with her free hand as she felt the mead go straight to her head.

"Uhm where to start..."

Rahne Sinclair has posed:
    A quick sniff is given in the air, then a call is given over towards Alex. "Alex! Funnel cakes that way!" A furry finger is pointed into a direction and while it isn't hugely apparent from where Rahne stands, a quick walk will certainly prove fruitful for fried goodness.

    In the meantime, Rahne partakes of her own turkey leg. While she may be a little more reserved than Laura, the wolf does not take long to finish her leg at all. It is certainly good, if overpriced, and nary a scrap of meat is left as the bone is deposited neatly into the nearest trash receptacle.

    Then...it is on to the shop! The wolf's nose wrinkles as the myriad of scents, strong to normal folks, is nearly overwhelming to Rahne. Though, once the initial shock passes, Rahne wanders around the store, even giving a boy with a wide-eyed stare a little wiggle of her fingers as she manages to find Lorna. "So...Julio figured out what he wanted?" The glance is cast back to Julio himself. "Ye just wanted a jacket? Ah don't know about ye, but Ah'd think bigger. Whatevah strikes yer fancy."

Laura Kinney has posed:
It is only after Laura has finished, and picked clean much like Rahne, her own turkey leg that Laura feels any sembelance of satisfaction and returns back to the goings-on, managing a, "Thank you. I was very hungry," to Rahne, appreciatively.

Her eyes dart back and forth looking at the various people and events going on, or conversations around her but she stays with her little troupe as everyone seems to be going all-in on costuming Julio.

She seems to agree with Mary, observing, "I do not go online. It can all be traced."

Bobby Drake has posed:
Bobby Drake follows along once it's decided where they are going to go shopping. He finds a place off to one side to lean up against a post and drink his mead and eat his egg while he watches the others shop. The convenience of the faire is that pretty much everything is outdoors so he doesn't have to go in to still be within chatting distance to everyone else.

Mary Bromfield has posed:
Mary looks over at Laura, "Smart. Sadly, being a coffee shop manager doesn't pay as many bills as you'd like. So, streaming." She smiles and goes over towards Julio, "Well, first rule is, you're gonna have to be wearing this for a while, so while that might look cool..." She eyes the sheephide Lorna's looking at, then shakes her head, "You want to make sure you can wear it for a few hours without dying. So, any allergies, Julio?"

She hrms, looking around at the various pieces and considers what might be the best way to go...

Julio Richter has posed:
Julio, utterly clueless about the overall look he's going for, starts picking through the racks, occasionally lifting up something to give it a closer look, just because it seems neat. "I don't think I'm allergic to anything," he answers Mary, sniffing the air experimentally. Given the strong leather smell, at this point he'd be sneezing or something if he were, right? That's science, basically.

He's definitely leaning toward blacks and dark grays, but if there's anything in a forest green he'll take an interest there, too. Eventually, with others' help, he has identified some distinctly land-piratical items: gauntlets, boots, a vest, and an extremely wide, strappy belt. Everything is done up with metallic studs and buttons, in some cases more than are strictly necessary. Bit of a punk influence showing through, one must suppose. He's light on knowledge of the garb, so he's likely to mishmash eras and styles if someone doesn't steer him away from it.

"Okay, how's all this?" he asks, trying not to think about the price.

Marie-Ange Colbert has posed:
    "Tres magnifique!" is Marie's comment to Julio as he gets into his new outfit, clapping her hands. It seems like the impressive look for the man is enough to have brought her out of her brief moment of hiding. Still, she's been content to give Mary the opportunity to socialize with and get to know her friends a bit more.

Lorna Dane has posed:
Lorna sipped at her mead still, watching as Julio picked up the various things and tried them on. It was warm outside, and if it was anyone else, she might be concerned about the heat and the amount of leather he was trying on. She didn't make to stop any of Julio's choices, after all it was his costume, and everything at the faire was more fantasy than anything else.

"Do you like it?" She asked, arching a brow upward. "Because you need to like it, otherwise it's not worth it." She added, "We just need to get you a shirt and pants and you'll be all set!"

Bobby Drake has posed:
Bobby Drake finishes off his food and drink and finds a trash bin in which to toss the remnants after wiping off his hands. He then makes his way back over to the shop just in time to see what Julio's choices are. He gives them a double thumbs-up. "Yeah, just remember it's going to be hot, so don't layer on too much if you don't want to walk around in it all." Not everyone can be their own personal cooling system, and even he isn't wearing that many layers.

Mary Bromfield has posed:
Mary grins, "Yeah, that's the really important thing. Leather looks good, but... well, it gets nasty fast when its hot." She makes a face, "Personal experience, there. But that definitely looks good on you, Julio." She smiles cheerfully, giving the outfit a once-over. "But yes, we'll need to get you a shirt and some pants. Something light and airy, I think, especially if you're going for the leathers. Though I don't think that'll get too bad. Just drink lots of water!"

Julio Richter has posed:
Julio laughs, pleased, as Marie, Bobby and Marie offer positive feedback. To Lorna's question, he answers, "Bien, it's not my usual look, but I think it works." He turns to look in a mirror -- probably not a period-appropriate accent, but unquestionably useful, and reflects that he actually /does/ look kind of dashing. Maybe not the hero in the adventure story, but an interesting supporting character, at least. "OK, let's do it," he says, feeling decisive. "Does anyone else need anything here, or should we go get things for Rahne and Laura, now?"

Alex Summers has posed:
    Alex returns with a big bag of food that he distributes as people wish, though Emma in particularly get her funnel cake and chicken, before he starts nibblign on some of the chicken himself as everyone dverous as they wish. He raises a brow. "Yeah, you don't want to be dying of heat exhaustion in too many layers." he agres.

Lorna Dane has posed:
Lorna smiled, "Well then, we have to get it!" She wasn't going to go over just how much money Julio was going to end up spending, and the workers clearly seemed happy to let the young man wear the costume out once it was all paid for. After all, they'd made a healthy sale off one customer.

"Onwards to... hat place and the weapons shop for Laura? Or did we want to go straight to the joust? There's a few showings of the joust.."

Laura Kinney has posed:
Laura is a by-stander in all of this, however, she is still hungry and so will gladly take a helping of the chicken herself, chewing a bit more reserved than when she had devoured with a primal hunger the turkey leg. Mouth full, she nods that she indeed, would like to see the weapons. Not that they'll be better than her claws, ... but, you also can't throw claws. And you can never have too many weapons.

She licks her fingers off after finishing the chicken, eyeing Julio curiously in his new outfit for a few moments but seeming to, as she does most things, to accept this change and once accepted, she moves on.

Bobby Drake has posed:
Bobby Drake gives Julio a little whistle when he comes out in his new outfit and then, "Let's go get Laura's stuff then we can just relax at the joust once everyone has their things?" He glances over at Lorna to see what she thinks about that. He glances over at Laura then, too, as she eats her chicken legs. "Did you want to go shopping or do you want to eat first and just watch the joust?"

Julio Richter has posed:
Once all of his leather gear is bought and pulled on, Julio has to admit to himself that jeans were less than an ideal choice -- not that he knew where this outing was going to take him, sartorially speaking. He hunkers down for an instant after Bobby's whistle, about to get shy again, but then consciously decides: to hell with it. He's going to own this renaissance highway look. He cocks his head to one side, strides confidently into Bobby's AC aura and then oh-so-confidently stays there, nursing a root beer so as not to melt.

"Yeah, let's get her some knives," he says with a smile. She started off the least enthusiastic of all of them, but between the turkey and the promise of blades, she seems to be coming around quickly.

Rahne Sinclair has posed:
    Julio gets a once over as Rahne slowly walks around. "Well...that is certainly good lookin' on ye, Julio." With the vendors indeed rather happy to let Julio walk out with the outfit, Rahne follows behind shortly, certainly feeling a bit better with some fresh air. She wanders back over towards Laura herself, shrugging softly as she approaches. "Well...if ye like tae watch people in metal armor poke at each other with large sticks while on horseback...Ah think ye might wanna watch tae joust. Though, honestly, Ah bet someone is gonna think up a Danger Room scenario with that before too long."

    However, when Julio suggests to go get some knives, Rahne just agrees to go along. "That would be fun, too. Ah guess..."

Lorna Dane has posed:
Lorna smiled and inclined her head, "Okay, knives for Laura and maybe another turkey leg.. and we can head to the joust.." She murmured, and nodded down the steps back to the chaos that was the crowded Ren Faire paths. She was nearing an empty mug and she sighed heavily.

"I'll need to get something more to drink by the time we get to the joust I think.."