3915/That's What I Want

That's What I Want
Date of Scene:	24 October 2020
Location:	Study Hall
Synopsis:	Spiral runs into Negasonic and Surge in the Study Hall, and learns just why it's dangerous to push the button.
Cast of Characters:	Negasonic, Spiral, Noriko Ashida

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Negasonic has posed:
So in the larger scheme of things, Xavier's is a school, and the best way to pretend like everything is hunky dory and get zero attention from the crazy adults here, is to actually look like you're doing your school work. Which is why today, Ellie is sitting in the study hall, a notebook with scribbles open infront of her and a textbook or other next to her. Even so, she's largely spending most of her attention to her phone.

Spiral has posed:
Spiral hasn't been here for aaaaages. But she's nothing if not a creature of random whims. After chasing the last cyborg out of her Body Shoppe, she wipes a tired brow, and wonders how to have an entertaining evening.

Belle Reve gumbo? Party at April's? Tahiti with Wade? ... nah.

There's a ripple in the fabric of space and time in the corner of the room, and Spiral appears about a foot up, floating gracefully to the floor with all six arms spread. "Such a terrible place, schools. Like prisons. Especially prisons of the mind." she mutters, looking around. Nobody here except... a little kid. Aw. She dances over to her, weaving through the tables, and plants one hand on the table. "Going through a sad phase?" she asks, with a manic grin.

Negasonic has posed:
Ellie was so transfixed to her phone, she didn't see Spiral just teleport into the room out of thin air. It's only when Spiral, and all of her 6 arms, started dancing her way, that Ellie looked up, a bit stunned. "Erm...are you a teacher here? Haven't seen you before...is your codename Arms?" She had to ask, it looks so obvious.

Noriko Ashida has posed:
News and gossip never take long to spread.  Noriko missed a little over a week of class because she was kidnapped by a circus?  Joined one?  To become a clown?  Anyway, the girl has some catching up to do that she's been procrastinating hard on, even with her extended deadlines.  After a quick snack that others would definitely call a meal, she headed here, snagging charge from static electricity and lighting along the way, walking at human speed to conserve her energy.

Carrying her lime green backpack over one shoulder, she strolls into the Study Hall, automatically seeking out a spot to hole up when she comes to a stop, blinking at the appearance of the humanoid in front of her.  She immediately tries to count the arms under her breath.

"Anyone have a hula hoop?"  Because it's mighty tempting to toss it over the dancing Spiral.

Noriko looks over to Negasonic for a moment.

Spiral has posed:
"Yes, I work in the School of Harsh Life Lessons." Spiral laughs, and twirls around. "I used to work in show business, and had a few friends here... they remember me, alright.". Her happiness falters though at the suggested codename.

"Arms? Is your codename Sad Goth?" she asks, with surprising venom, narrowing her glowing eyes at Negasonic.

As for the hula hoop comment, Spiral approves. She claps her hands and does another twirl, and a glowing hula hoop materialises around her middle, twirling around her hips as she pirouettes again.

"It's a nice place you mutants have here." she observes, looking over the room, and then up at the chandeliers.

Negasonic has posed:
Ellie has been mostly away from the Mansion recently, so hadn't heard about Noriko's weird adventures. So she just snickers at the mention of a hula hoop, "tempting, right?" She quips at Noriko, apparently clear on the intention, before looking back at Arms, at least until she's given a different option. "That school sounds like it sucks," Ellie is quick to point out the obvious. "So...were you like a tv hostess or something? Oh! Dancing With The Stars?" It's possible, Ellie doesn't watch much traditional tv.

Ellie shrugs at the 'Sad Goth' suggestion, "you know, I really wanted it, but sadly it was taken. So was Sad Goth XXX 13."

The hula hoop magic is what truly catches her attention, "hey! That was pretty need, can you also make money appear? Because I need to go shopping, and well, I don't really get much in the way of allowance or anything."

Noriko Ashida has posed:
"Horseshoes," Noriko says mostly to herself before flashing a grin to the younger girl.  As for Ellie's code name?  "At least you didn't get 22," she quips without a lost beat.

"Can you make food appear?  Or finished homework?"  Because /damn/.  As Ellie gets distracted by her first priority, her phone, Noriko moves to take a seat, flopping back gracelessly.

"Old friends?  What kind of show business were you in?"

Spiral has posed:
"Food? I suppose I could go get it, but I'm not your delivery girl.". Spiral says. "Old friends, like Betsy Braddock. I made her the woman she is today.". And she laughs at that, stopping dancing finally to go sit on a desk, which creaks a bit under her weight. The glowing hula hoop settles into her lap.

Two of her arms lean back behind her, while the other four form a mass in her lap. "Reality TV, usually. Not really a fan of school scenes, though." she admits.

Noriko Ashida has posed:
"I get hungry a lot," probably because the girl seems to whiz around constantly.  Noriko shrugs when Spiral mentions Betsy.  "I only started here last year.  So were you a teacher when she was being taught?"  This itch of curiosity needs to be scratched further apparently, but the blue-haired teen's tone hasn't yet reached interrogation.

"Eh, I like fiction more than reality," Noriko admits as she picks at her nails.  "Takes you places.  People get to pretend to be people they aren't."

Spiral has posed:
"I taught Elizabeth almost everything she knows.", Spiral grins. "Well...". She pouts a bit. "The fun parts, anyway.". She stretches out her middle two arms, crossing her legs at the same time, furry boots off to the side together.
"Oh really. You like stories? What sort of stories? And where do you think you would like to go?". She leans forward a little, intrigued. And to think she was bored before she came here. "Who would you like to be?".

Noriko Ashida has posed:
"What kiind of fun?" Noriko asks with thinly veiled interest, vaguely watching Spiral out of her unfocused peripheral.  "Adventures, fantasies, all sorts of movies.  Almost anything if it's done well and isn't bursting with flat cliches."

Nori's brows arch slightly at Spiral's line of questioning as it progresses, looking up finally.  "I haven't given it much thought.  I think those questions are a little different than who would I like to /play/."

Spiral has posed:
Spiral spreads her hands and grins broadly. "Adventure, fantasy? Hmm. Well, that would be a bit different to the productions I've done recently... but I like a challenge. Flat cliches, well, those are the key to getting the ratings, unfortunately. They exist for a reason.".

"Play, be. Only a sliver between those.". Spiral holds out one hand vertically, side on, to Nori. "So, who would you like to /play/, then?" she wonders.

Noriko Ashida has posed:
"I don't hate all cliches, just ones where the writer doesn't go far enough to convince the audience that it's fresh."  The girl speaks with only the faintest trace of a Japanese accent, to those who can place it.

"In the moment," Noriko agrees.  "But honestly, I've never acted.  I got to do some stupid stuff back home, but-"  Home.  The word trips her up into a pause for a moment.  "Whatever I end up being good at?  I got to be a part of a mutant circus doing clown work.  Not the most absorbing, but the physical challenges kept me busy...for a week.  The circus wants a full time commitment though, travel, part of the family thing, so I don't think I'll get to do it anymore."  They were going to make her a star, but really what good is the star of a circus these days unless it matters personally to the performer.

Nori shrugs.  "Back to the coffee shop, if they'll have me."  She rolls her eyes at herself, realizing she's blathering impulsively with her current charge levels.

"Have you ever starred in your own productions?"

Negasonic has posed:
Ellie finally snaps out of the daze of staring into her phone, as she looks up at Spiral, "what do you mean you made Betsy Braddock? I'm pretty sure her parents made her!" Of course she has to add the quip of, "Reality TV blows. Just FYI." She then adds, just because of the earlier jokes, "I bet you I have the coolest codename here."

Finally, she veers the conversation where it needs to be, looking at Spiral, "so, can you give me some allowance or something? Like...I really need to buy something, it's very important..."

Spiral has posed:
"So many wants here in this school. I should come here more often!" Spiral declares, sliding off the desk enthusiastically, all six hands waving around here. "You want to be a clown? Or work in a coffee shop? You have to raise your game. Hmm. Though a clown, I suppose that can work. Evil clown, cute clown, standard clown?".

Glancing to Negasonic she tilts her head. "What's your codename, then? And what do you want to buy?".

Noriko Ashida has posed:
"My game is good," Noriko says flatly.  "But no.  Yeah 6 year old Noriko never wished she could become a clown when she grew up.  It was an opportunity.  The people were cool, but the..."  She waves her fingers, "circus thing?  Kind of thin story.  Low pay.  Kinda blows after you've mastered the moves."

"Surge here," totally down for this competition of sorts.

Negasonic has posed:
"Clown? Who the fuck wants to be a clown...?" Ellie looks confused, shifting her focus between Spiral and Noriko, not quite certain what she missed in the exchange. "Definitely don't want to work a coffee shop, I think I might be to young for that anyway."

Taking the appropriate dramatic pause for effect, Ellie introduces herself with aplomb, "Negasonic Teenage Warhead." It's almost like she expects everyone to be amazed.

Spiral has posed:
"So what's your power? You make a lot of sound?" Spiral asks Negasonic. She sounds quite... dry. "I vote for Surge. You'll never fit Negasonic Teenage Warhead on a caption. Totally impractical.". She spreads two of her hands, thumbs down.

"I am Spiral. Clowns, you don't need me to be a clown. At least the teenage warhead knows not to work in a minimum wage job, not much star power there...". She shakes her head sadly at Noriko.

Noriko Ashida has posed:
"Not me," Nori says for about the third time, rolling her eyes.  Maybe she should have started with those words.  "Yeah, well, the coffee shop job is...complicated.  Yeah, they wouldn't take you, plus it's boring as fuck."

Fuck might have been the first English word she learned after Hi and What's up.

Nori arches an eyebrow.  "That's a fucking mouthful."  Appreciative.  "What happens when you're no longer a teen?  Or is this a Peter Pan situation?"

"She's a warhead.  I bet there's some big booms," Nori guesses aloud, her speech starting to slowly get faster than normal.  Not entirely pressured speech, but really just sped up.  The pauses, intonations, and all of that are still present and accounted for.

"I hurt someone and got caught stealing after.  It was an accident.  Well, the landing her in hospital was."  Then, to Spiral, "Whatever.  You only do reality TV anyway."

Negasonic has posed:
Ellie leans back on her seat, pushing with her legs off the desk, and getting to a point of balancing on the chair's back legs, swinging about back and forth, "I make stuff go 'boom', is one way to put it," she says rather humbly for a change, as her introduction was quite dramatic. Obviously she really digs the name she picked for herself. "Whatever, Negasonic alone is an awesome word." Ellie laughs when Nori questions the future, "so you think I'll make it past my teenage years? Boy are you optimistic..."

Attention shifts back to Spiral, still coveting that cash money, "well, see my boots?" She taps her black bots against the desk she's balancing over. "I want to buy these spiked bracelets and glue them around the ankles, it would be an awesome look..."

Spiral has posed:
"I don't JUST do reality TV.". Pfft. Spiral glares at Noriko. "Or... didn't. My old boss was obsessed with it is all. Nobody likes it, but everybody watches it, it's one of those paradoxes. Always has super high ratings.".

"Stealing huh? You monster.". Spiral deadpan delivery. "Misdemeanours don't count.". Go felony or go home! "And you don't need to be any MORE goth. I think you look depressing enough as it is. Besides, bracelets? Isn't that boring? You have plenty.".

Noriko Ashida has posed:
"Agreed.  Negasonic is badass."  The lighting flickers a little and then steadies again.  Noriko wholly ignores it as if it were as common as a sunset.  "Well I only met you today.  Not much to go off of."

"Do /you/ think any of us will make it past our teens?"

Spiral's insistence draws Nori back to their conversation.  "Oh.  Yeah.  That's true.  Stuff is trash, but everyone likes to eat trash."  She shifts and twists her back with a pop.

Monster?  There's a sudden flare of electricity that curbs back into radiating at a simmer when she catches on.  "It was one.  Assault with a deadly weapon if TV has taught me anything.  Charges were dropped.  Owner's a softie."

"You do know she's not one of your cast members right?  She's a human being.  Who the fuck cares what she wears?"

Negasonic has posed:
"What's wrong with goth aesthetic?" Ellie mutters at Spiral, a bit of disapproval visible across her visage, "I think I look well enough, even if you think it's depressing." She rolls her eyes at the verdict Spiral has for bracelets, "it's boring on your wrists, but these will be used to add spikes to my boots, it'll be awesome!" She does flick a thumbs up at Noriko, "see? She gets it."

"Not if humans have a say about it, Surge."

Spiral has posed:
Spiral twirls around in a sudden dance of great beauty, even if it's just a blur of legs and furry boots and weaving hands. One of those hands points at Negasonic - and suddenly she seems to be wearing a clown suit, complete with huge clown shoes, huge pants, a brightly coloured blouse, bright red hair... and even a huge red plastic nose affixed to her nose.

"Well, you liked clowns." she says to Noriko. "That better?". She laughs at her handiwork. "So happy now.". She stays dancing too, hopping from one foo to another, hands making spiralling motions through the air.

Hence the codename!

Noriko Ashida has posed:
"It's annoying on your wrists.  I don't even have spike bracelets and I snag these on stuff all the time," Nori says with a little wiggle of her metal encased fingers.  She watches the transformation without a blink.  Who knew the arm-lady could do that with her hips!

Noriko sighs heavily and angles her gaze down to graze over the etchings of students over the years that betray its age.  "So, you made Betsy.  What made you?  Your boss?" she asks as a diversion externally and internally as she imagines what high school must have been like with all those arms.  "Wait...are you an /alien/?"

Negasonic has posed:
It takes Ellie a few moments to realize what happened, but she notices it first when she sees her prized possession, those gorgeous black boots, shifting into oversized, ridiculous clown shoes. "What. In. The. Fuck." Ellie snaps each word aghastly, and she slowly gets up, letting the chair fall to the floor. There's no mirth about her visage, worse yet, there's a very calm anger about her. It's not the rabid anger of an uncontrolled kid, in her is the fury of a vessel of destruction, about to lay a smackdown. "Bad move, Arms..." Ellie informs Spiral as her eyes start to glow in a rather ominous, if not somehow nuclear manner. The tables and chairs around Negasonic are sent flying from a build up of shockwaves as a sphere of wild sparking flames begin to appear around Negasonic. Maybe the 'Warhead' part of her codename was no joke, and from the lack of demands and the hateful glare she sets on Spiral, it doesn't seem like she's about to stop as she spits out, "leave, or die...." yup, she's about to destroy the entire freakin' Study Hall.

Detention or worse might be in the cards...

Spiral has posed:
Spiral laughs at Negasonic. A LOT. This is the funniest thing she's done since she was banished. "My corrupted and twisted form may amuse you, but your clown shoes equally amuse me!". She doesn't waste any more time though, the buttons have been pushed. The Red Button even, perhaps. She teleports outta there!

But the illusion will last ten minutes or so without her there. More than enough.

Noriko Ashida has posed:
That tone. Hell those eyes when Nori turns her head slowly. She really doesn't have a lot of time to move by human standards, but she's charged up and suddenly, she's trailing electricity as she almost appears to teleport after her initial vector. While she's still trackable in a straight line or great distances to humans, it's not so easy in here.

Negasonic has posed:
"GO GET BENT!!!" Negasonic screams after the teleporting Spiral, not catching sight of the woman teleporting away in lieu of all the blindingly bright flashes from her unleashed exlposion, absolutely meant to kill Spiral, and instead bringing a nuclear devastation on the entire Study Hall. Good thing Surge got super speed, she might need it to make it out of there alive.