9041/Vroom Vroom

Vroom Vroom
Date of Scene:	11 December 2021
Location:	Garage / Stables
Synopsis:	Rogue and Atrid chat a bit, then head out to get him some job applications!
Cast of Characters:	Rogue, Atrid

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Rogue has posed:
Rogue's red truck pulls up to the open garage doors and parks just outside. The door to the truck swings shut and the Belle steps out from within it. Wearing her suede jacket with the fuzzy lapels and sleeve cuffs, a pair of blue jeans and a black sweater under the coat, she walks toward the bacdk of the truck to lean over against it and pull some bags out of the back. Her long hair loose about her shoulders, it blows gently in the cold winds, the white bangs flowing against the sides of her face.

She takes a few seconds to use gloved hands to sort the bags out before she starts lifting them up out of the back of the red Ford Ranger.

Atrid has posed:
Atrid Torsen wanders through the garage. "I really need to try and get my job at the burger joint back. Save money to get my own car." He says to himself as he walks out spotting Rogue and her red Ford Ranger he smiles, he likes Rogue shed always been kind to him. His red and white hair braided down his back making it look almost like a long candy cane or peppermint stick though not the intention. His black leather duster over a black long sleeved form fitting Tshirt and black Tripp pants with red chains hanging from them. His fingernails painted ther usual black with back eyeliner that makes his hazel eyes pop. Spiked bracelets on each wrist and black goth buckled boots upon his feet. This young man could be the standard model of 90's Hot Topic.

    "Hey How you doin'?" He calls.

Rogue has posed:
Rogue is stepping in to the garage with the three bags in each hand. She sees Atrid up ahead of her and offers a grin at him. "You're lookin' all dudded up." She says of his attire. "Got a party t'go to tonight or somethin'?" She asks as she walks over to the bench in the garage that is used for tools and vehicle work. The bags are deposited upon it as she starts to sort through them.

She pulls out some supplies from the hardware store and starts to organize them on the bench, leaning over it a second to flip the light on.

Atrid has posed:
Atrid Torsen watches her his eyes on everything Rogue has with her. "No this is just my normal look." He says with a shrug. "Besides I don't think the teachers would be none to happy if I went to a party." He looks around and pulls out a cigarette and sparks it to life with his finger making the flames blue like a torch lighter before putting his finger out. "So what have I missed since I've been away?" He asks with a laugh.

Rogue has posed:
Rogue empties out one of the bags before wadding it up and pushing it in to a side pocket on her jacket. She glances back at him as he lights up a cigarette. She smirks at him before going back to what she's doing. "Well." She says as she mulls the past year through her mind. "Aliens attacked. Uh... you saw the stuff with Jubilation. Beyond those two things it's been pretty much business as-intended."

She opens up a drawer on the work bench and starts to put the items she bought away inside it. "Just a normal boarding school being a normal boarding school. Nothing weird here, folks."

Atrid has posed:
Atrid Torsen shakes his head. "I actually didn't see or hear much about what happened to Jubes. So no I have no idea." He says honestly, as he takes a drag inhales and than exhales. "Thought I probably should get back to working, if I want to get a truck of my own at some point." He pulls out his drivers license and twirls it in his fingers. "Got it while on my travels, I'm sorry I bailed I needed to sort some shit out on my own. And I didn't want you folks here getting in trouble in case the state came looking for me. I did ditch a social worker and run off after all."

Rogue has posed:
Rogue pauses her sorting of the re-supply to look back at him again as he plays with his license. She turns around then to face him as she pulls her gloves off one hand after the other. "Yeah. Gettin' a job in town is a good idea t'help ya get some wheels." She says as her gloves are stuffed in to another jacket pocket. "You were workin' at the bowlin' alley weren't you?" She asks then as she eyes that cigarette he has.

She tips her chin up then. "Got another one of those?" She asks him next. "I 'quit' but I like t'cheat now and then. Just don't tell anyone on me." She adds a smirk after saying that.

Atrid has posed:
Atrid Torsen smiles pulling out his pack of Marlboros and offering it to Rogue. "Who am I gonna tell? You've been amazing to me, like a big sister in a log of ways. Hell I may have even flirted if I wasn't warned about your powers and inability to touch." He laughs taking another drag. "Would you like me to light it for you?"

Rogue has posed:
Rogue reaches out to take one out of the pack before she laughs at his words. Her head shakes side to side then. "Doesn't stop most from doin' it anyway." She responds to him before she puts the cigarette between her lips and then taps the tip. "Light it?" She asks around the cig since she knows what his powers are.

IF he does, she'll take a starter drag from it and then exhale it in the other direction. "If ya need a ride t'town, I can take ya there so you can pick up some applications. Big sistah and all." She says with another smirk then.

Atrid has posed:
Atrid Torsen laughs and nudges her. "Look I ain't saying I didnt want to flirt with ya, I did...still do...Just I knew that anything more than playful flirting wasn't on the menu." He laughs as he sparks his finger and lights the cigarette his next drag taken. "I mean unless you wanted." He teases with a wink and a smirk. "Yea thatd be nice, and yea I was working at the bowling alley wouldn't mind getting on there again. I want that beautiful black Dodge Ram 1500 hemi."

Rogue has posed:
Rogue plucks the lit cigarette from her lips and snickers openly at his words. She shakes her head lightly at him. "I'm gonna be a teacher here this time next year. I hope anyway. So my days'a flirtin' with students here is just about at an end." She takes another puff and exhales it away again before her left hand goes up to sweep her white bangs out of her face and back behind an ear. She glances back over at him. "A big honkin' truck, huh?" She asks. "You don't look like a truck kinda guy. More like a ... I dunno. Old muscle car or somethin'."

Atrid has posed:
Atrid Torsen smiles. "Hey hun I won't be a student here next year remember?" He quips back. "I'm almost done with what you're worryin' about so I'd say not to worry your pretty head about it." Leaning back he takes a drag and looks up as he exhales. "I like my muscle cars too, but the truck is more practical you know? I mean I like Harleys too but they ain't so good in the winter and my truck can haul the bike when needed." He laughs before looking at Rogue again and sincerely asking. "Have they ever found a way for you to be able to touch?"

Rogue has posed:
Rogue hears some of the other students out in the yard playing in the snow that fell the other day. She looks out at them as Atrid responds to her, but his questions draw her eyes back. She shows a quick smile then and nods her head softly. "I'm workin' on some exercises that allow it. But it has its drawbacks. Can cause headaches if I keep it up too long, and it's hard t'control. Emotions make a big impact. Like anger or fear will make me lose control of it. But... it's a work in progress." She states before taking another pull from the cigarette.

"So truck, then motorcycle. You got quite a plan ahead'a ya." She says with a soft laugh. "Better find ya a good gig."

Atrid has posed:
Atrid Torsen holds his hand up. "Here try with me?" He asks. "I'm aware of the risks, I want to help, trust me?" He asks. "I'll get what gig I can hun." He takes another drag.

Rogue has posed:
Rogue smirks again at him before she takes the cigarette with her right hand and holds it off to the side while her left comes up and she holds it palm-out for a moment before she presses her hand to his. "High five." She says with a light smile. "It's all find'n dandy like this. But in a fight or whatever, I'm prone t'losin control." She speaks calmly and places the cigarette back up between her lips.

Atrid has posed:
Atrid Torsen nods his head. "So how about you and me train together more. I mean I'm not like..." He blushes slightly taking a drag. "But you can help me learn to control my powers better and I can help you with your control on not sappin, people, and if you do sap me I know it ain't on purpose and I'm willing to take the risk. I want to help you."

Rogue has posed:
Rogue laughs lightly as she drops her hand back down to her side and takes another hit from the cigarette. She finishes it off and nods her head softly. "I could help if ya need it. Ice and fire, right? Like Game'a thrones." She smirks over at him before turning to the workbench where she puts the cigarette butt in to a little glass bowl on top of it. She goes back to sorting out the bags of supplies for the bench. "What do you need help with?" She asks then. "Throwin' fire balls and blastin' stuff with ice? Shame Bobby ain't around. He's an ice guy too, ya know? He'd be ideal for ya in that regard at least."

Atrid has posed:
Atrid Torsen nods his head. "Yea Ice and fire." He says with a laugh crushing out his own cigarette and placing the butt in that bowl. "More or less managing it. When I get nervous ot embarass I tend to either flare up or start to freeze what I'm holding." He laughs. "Learning more about how not to let my emotions govern my powers would be ideal." Atrid says looking at rogue before quickly looking away. "Need any help with that stuff?"

Rogue has posed:
Rogue finishes emptying out the second bag before she starts to put the items away in the cabinet above the bench. She looks over to him briefly before shaking her head. "So like ya freeze whatever you're holdin' whether you want too or not?" She asks then. She takes a second to motion to the fourth bag. "Put those in that cabinet over there, would ya?" She asks then.

"Maybe ya gotta master zen states like me then?" She says with a little huff of a laugh.

Atrid has posed:
Atrid Torsen smiles and nods taking the bag and moving to start emptying it into said cabinet. "Yea layers of ice over whatever I'm holding whether I wish to or not." He says simply. "Maybe perhaps we can work on those together, help each other out, moral support that type of thing." He than looks back and laughs. "Though I may be a bad influence on you." He teases gesturing to his pack of cigarettes in his pocket.

Rogue has posed:
Rogue notes the gesture toward where his cigarettes are. She snorts another light laugh and goes back to putting the tin cans of nails and other such items in to the cabinet. "Ain't that the truth." She says in response to him. "But yeah. I could offer some help. You probably just need t'learn the nuance of your powers. Like I had t'do with my strength. Which means blastin' stuff in the room downstairs maybe. Once ya learn t'master the feelin' of the power turnin' on and off, ya can probably stop it before ya freeze whatever you're holdin'." She closes the cabinet door then and wads up the now empty plastic bag to stuff it in to her coat pocket with the others.

"But hey, that's just a guess." She says with another quick smile.

Atrid has posed:
Atrid Torsen smiles and looks around. "You know..." He trails off. "Never mind, its stupid." Laughing he finishes putting stuff away and turns back to look at Rogue. "Well I don't know, I mean the hottest my flames have been gauged was 600 degrees ferenheight my ice at its coldest -148 degrees farenheight." He says with a nod. "I guess thats a good place to start, and when would you like to get started?"

Rogue has posed:
Rogue exhales softly and shakes her head side to side. "I mean, yeah. Sounds hot and cold." She states back with a smirk. "I'll grab you sometime this week and we'll get started down there? I've gotten pretty good at setting up the system to give a nice challenge. It'll be fun." She brushes her hair back again as she motions toward her truck. "You want me t'take ya t'get some job applications though?" She asks then.

Atrid has posed:
Atrid Torsen smiles and nods. "Please!" He says before he takes a breath and looksat Rogue. "I'll do this once so it's out of my system, and no matter what I'll not do it again." He takes a breath again. "After I get my job, can I take you out for lunch or dinner or putt putt or something sometime?" As he asks its noticeable that his ice starts creeping up his hand.

Rogue has posed:
Rogue puts her hands in to her jacket pockets as she fishes around for her keys. She looks back up and over at him then grins at him. "Maybe." She replies. "I got a boyfriend who disappears on me every six months though. So... it's hit'n miss if I'm available for such things at any given time." She smirks then and nods toward the truck. "Come on. Lets go get you gainfully employed so ya can get yourself that truck'n bike."
She says as she starts to walk toward the open door that her truck is parked outside of.

Atrid has posed:
Atrid Torsen heads off with her and smiles nodding. "Maybe I can definitely take maybe, you've got a boyfriend? Won't he mind another man taking you out?" Atrid asks his question one of genuine curiosity.