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Kitty Pryde	It's evening, and email and social media notifications go out that there's a special mean down in the Recreation Room. Within the room, a little buffet has been set up along the tables along the wall. Authentic Tex-Mex barbecue is the bulk of the food, though there are also vegetarian options like skewers of grilled peppers and vegetables. Kitty is just finishing helping with the setup. She can't cook for her life, but she's boss at setting the food out! "I think they'll enjoy this," Kitty says, shining a smile over to Warren. "Ok, fajita shells, fixings for them. Brisket, ribs. I'll put out some bbq sauce even if they don't need it with the dry rub," Kitty says. The drinks are in gallon containers and have been chilled in advance. There's also a slushy machine with three flavors of slushy available.
Warren Worthington	As the caters (and Kitty) help set up the buffet, Warren is busy lugging in the boxes of Halloween decorations. He set down the animatronic witch to the ever growing pile of bats, skulls, and other decor before brushing his hands on his jeans and taking a look over towards Kitty. "I give it about 30 seconds to a minute before someone wanders in that door to try and figure out where that smell is coming from. Hell, I'm shocked nobody followed us in."
Noriko Ashida	Nori found out by word of mouth after smelling all the food and since this food somehow isn't out by the pool, she is here.  Normally she'd be there first, helping setup before most people even get a whiff of food. Hovering at the buffet, Noriko looks over to Kitty and asks, "So we can start?  Because my stomach is going to eat me.  I can help out with the decorations after I eat though."  Which, knowing Noriko, will likely happen quickly....and keep happening if she /doesn't/ have an activity to do.
Jubilation Lee	Oh, someone did follow them in, but it's someone who moves with the grace of a supernatural predator. The heavy wooden door of the recreation room swings around quickly after a breezy push from a dainty, pale hand. Jubilation Lee seems to glide through the threshold, walking normally on two feet and yet also not bobbing up and down like people usually do. She's wearing a pair of Ray Ban sunglasses over her eyes, keeping them hidden from anyone looking in her direction. Jubilee's face sours as she glides past the catering spread. Each dish seems to make her more and more disgusted. How did she ever eat this stuff, she wonders?     Jubilation looks as she usually does, from a certain perspective, anyway. She's dressed like she has no shame -- a pair of black spandex bicycle shorts that are probably too small, and a bright yellow tank top. Her long, black hair is worn up in a tight ponytail. Jubilee's skin seems to be free of imperfection, pale, and soft to the touch. She wears a lot of black eyeliner and dark eyeshadow. Her lips have been painted a very dark shade of purple. It's like someone got her a Hot Topic gift card for her birthday.     "Warren," Jubilee observes quietly. "I assume this is your handiwork? How nice." After giving Noriko's arm a gentle squeeze, she makes her way past the tables and lowers herself onto a beanbag and crosses one leg over the other.     "I'm just here to socialize," she explains, smiling over at Kitty and Warren.
Kitty Pryde	Kitty Pryde laughs and tells Warren, "I'll probably take the under on that be-" but before she even gets the last letter out, there's Noriko showing up already. Which just draws a bigger grin from Kitty. "Sure, dig in," Kitty assures the Asian girl, motioning towards the food with both hands kind of like she were displaying the next item up for bid on the Price Is Right. And at 'free', the price is definitely right. "Hey Jubes," Kitty says warmly towards Jubilation when she comes in. "Yep, he's giving like that," she agrees with a smile towards the angelic man. "I think we made their day at the Party Palace though picking up those Halloween decorations."
Warren Worthington	"Hey, I'm a sucker for cheesy animatronic ghouls and goblins. Anything for a cheap jumpscare. Just don't blame me if a motion controlled mechanical jumping spider ends up outside of Scott's door. That would totally be something Bobby would do...because I'm the angelic one. Just remember that, ok?" Warren grins as he opens up the box for the witch and starts to pull out the various parts, forgoing looking at the clearly marked instruction booklet on top. "Have at it Nori, just make sure you leave some for anyone else. I am pretty sure I brought enough, but one never knows." Angel looks over at Jubilation, giving the gothed out teen a slight once over, "How's things, Jube?"
Noriko Ashida	Yes...this disgustingly delicious Tex-Mex that Noriko would like to run away with and devour in the forest bin by bin, shamefully.  It's hard to hear someone practically gliding around, so Noriko detects Jubes' entrance more by everyone else's reaction first. Nori is in the middle of loading her plate when she stops and looks over her shoulder at Jubilation's flawless entrance.  She grins, kind of stuck there as the rice tumbles off the serving spoon onto her plate precariously.  Of course not a single grain is lost though.  She leans slightly when Jubes nears to squeeze her arm. "Thanks.  Yeah.  I know the drill.  Don't eat anyone out of a meal."  With her suddenly loaded up plate, Noriko spurts over to Jubes' beanbag and sits down, keeping her legs folded as she tears into her food in that initial ferocity that she has for every initial phase of a meal.
Scott Summers	Scott Summers is one of those poeple that are all work and no play. He's been formulating plans, crafting scenarios, improving himself in the Danger Room. When some of the -potential- threats in the world can kill you before you even know what hit you, you have to be prepared for the potentiality, or inevitabiliy, of what may come. Though it must be some kind of summoning omen, as when Warren mentions spiders? Lo, there is the Cyclops himself. He's dressed decently, wearing a simple shirt with blue jeans and combat boots, red shades cover his eyes to prevent him from accidentally blasting someone in the face. He narrows his gaze at Angel a moment. "What's this I hear of a mechanical spider?" He looks around at the place. "Food smells good, Halloween decorations up already, I see."
Jubilation Lee	How are things, Warren asks. "Oh, I guess it depends..." Jubilee answers with a non-committal tone, as though she's not so sure of it herself. "No rigor mortis, so I've got that going for me." She grins, looking up at Noriko as she approaches the bean bag. Jubilee leans over and plants a kiss on the speedster's cheek, showing that she can, in fact, control herself despite the rumors.     Anything for a cheap jump scare. Jubilee closes her eyes and stands up from the bean bag. "One second," she says quietly, apparently just for Noriko's ears. She stands up in such a graceful way that the bean bag doesn't even make a noise as it shifts underneath her. Jubilee can be seen walking over to the pool table, where she reaches out and gives the white cue ball a flick with her finger.     Suddenly, Jubilee blur-appears next to Warren. Her hands are up, fingers extended in a 'boo' sort of gesture. Jubilee's fangs are easily visible as her mouth opens to let out a sudden hiss. She holds that for a second before shifting to a big grin.
Kitty Pryde	Kitty Pryde's eyes focus on Warren as he starts in on the multi-part animatronic witch without checking the instructions. The Jewish girl stage whispers to Jubilee in a voice loud enough for Warren to hear, "What are the odds the guy who runs a company building jet aircraft will put that together right without the instructions?" Kitty's eyes twinkle and she smiles at Warren if he looks her way after. Then she turns back to see Noriko has made it over to the bean bag in the time it took for the comment. "Wondering what the toughest thing is for you to eat, Noriko. At speed. Soup? Or just use a straw on it first?" she asks. Kitty picks up some packages of webs and opens one up and begins untangling it. "Hey Scott," she offers with a wave. "Come get yourself a plate of grub," she says in her best Texas accent. Which isn't very good. The rigor mortis comment draws Kitty's attention back to Jubilee. "I hear that being dead can be a great tax haven," she shares, "At least according to Hitchhiker's Guide."
Warren Worthington	Warren glances over at Scott, his pearly whites shining as he is all smiles, "Nothing to worry yourself over, Scott. It was all hypothetical. Just...if a jumping spider pops out at you as you open the door some morning, it was totally Booby or Hank. I had nothi...HOLY SHIT!" Warren, not expecting anything surprises like what Jubilee just pulled on him, flails his arms as he scrambles backwards...tumbling ass over feet and ending up breathing heavy, a good 6 feet further back in a very undignified pose with his butt firmly planted on the ground. The Angel stares at the vampiric teen as he tries to catch his breath. "You trying to give me a heart attack?! At least wait until Kitty get's life insurance out of it...jesus..."
Noriko Ashida	The little cheek kiss gives Jubes a buzz of electricity because...that's just how the cookie crumbles around Noriko sometimes....especially when she's thinking about other things.  She doesn't seem to think about Jubes' purple lips, which leave their mark behind and which she does nothing about. "I don't eat soup like you people," the Japanese girl says with an elusive smirk as if there are some mysteries people will have to deal with.  "Sometimes I like to Pacman food out of the air like a barbarian," she offers kind of randomly, maybe not.  "Soup is a self-lubricating food though, so it has that going for it." Noriko can see what Jubes is doing a mile off and remains in near repose, leaning back into the vacant beanbag Jubes leaves behind as if she's ready to enjoy the show. The laughter that comes out is fast, like a chipmunk without quite so high a voice.  "He's got a point."
Jubilation Lee	Jubilation's mouth curls shut, but it's clear she's trying to hold back a smile. Goofing on Warren is a nice taste of normalcy that is oh-so-welcome right now.     "Sorry, Warren, but, you know, you were asking for it," she replies with a good-natured shrug. "You okay?"     For a moment, it looks like Jubilation might lunge after the man but... the motion never happens. The movement never continues. Instead, she plays it off and walks back towards the beanbag.     "It's kind of a pain in the butt," Jubilee replies to Kitty's point about it being a great tax haven. According to the state of New York, she's still dead. The paperwork is proving to be very difficult to get pushed through. "I'm trying to get them to revoke my death certificate so no one can use me as a fake ID. It's a lot easier to die than it is to come back to life."     Jubilee bends down and reaches out with her thumb, dragging it against Noriko's cheek. She just ends up smearing the purple lip-print. Jubes smiles and stands up straight. "I better go," she says suddenly. "I, uh, need to eat." That scare against Warren left something stirring inside Jubilation and, apparently, some of the local woodland creatures are about to suffer greatly for it.     Jubilee nods her head and flashes a quick peace sign before glide-walking towards the door. She makes a point to avoid Scott Summers, as even vampires can get detention.
Scott Summers	Scott just kept his arms crossed as he stared Warren down a moment. "Should I be expecting one to appear?" Of course, he was largely made unaware of Jubilee's prankish plans, so when she appears in front of Warren like (literally) a bat out of hell, Scott couldn't help but smirk. He doesn't seem to visibly react in any other way. He doesn't even flinch. Though Warren's theatrics at the scare does make him sirk a little bit wider. "Should've seen that coming, Warren. It's getting on Halloween season, which, if I recall, is Jubilee's favorite holiday." It's an assumption, mostly, not necessarily a recollection of memory. All the same, his attention turns to Jubilee herself. "Though, try to be a little nicer with him, Jubilee." Eyes drift until they fall upon Kitty. "I think I will. Though uh...maybe try a little higher twang, might get the octave you need for the accent." A chuckle then, before his eyes turn to Noriko. "Soup is sopu, butthat's understandable." He shrugs, then Jubilation is taking off, narrowly escaping the wrath of detention. "Hm."
Kitty Pryde	Kitty Pryde breaks out in quiet giggles as Warren is suddenly scared by Jubilee. Though she does move to gently rub Warren's back for a moment. "Great technique on the arm flailing," she tells him, voice teasing and that twinkle in her eyes brightening even more. "Wait a minute. 'Wait until Kitty gets life insurance?' You mean I wouldn't already?" she says with mock surprise. The hand gives another small rub on his back reinforcing the joke of it. "Want some ribs, Warren? Or the brisket?" she asks as she moves to the buffet, getting two plates, apparently planning to prep one for Warren too. Noriko's explanation on the food choices gets a small grin from Kitty. "Well, Mom always complained I ate too fast, and that had nothing to do with a mutant power," she says. Kitty tells Scott as she puts some of the brisket on a plate for herself, foregoing the pork baby back ribs, "Oh, that would be great to have a sexy Kathleen Turner low-pitched voice. But with my luck it would come out like late in life Carrie Fisher instead," she says.
Warren Worthington	Warren remains in his undignified position a moment longer, his face a mixture of emotions that include anger, embarrassment, and shock...but mostly pride. "Damnit, Jubes..." Warren says after taking a deep breath and starting to crawl his way back to the witch he was working on, "That was brilliant. I can't even be mad, I'm just impressed. Ya got me, and you got me good." He starts to laugh himself, letting the adrenaline run its course as he takes a few more deep breaths to get back in control. He looks over to Scott, "You're right. I should have, I let my guard down. Got to give her credit, that was good." He glances at Kitty and chuckles, "What, you expecting some life insurance?! Something I should know, Kate?" He grins as she starts to make him a plate, "I see how it is. I'll just have a salad." He looks over at Noriko and winks, his own eyes twinkling a bit in amusement, "I think she is trying to fatten me up."
Noriko Ashida	"I guess you better cancel that accident," Noriko says plainly to Kitty.  "You can't eat too fast.  That's a mother myth.  Don't let the mothers get you down."  A fist is suddenly in the air and then suddenly back to business...eating. The speedster looks over to Scott and then back to her food.  She looks up to Jubilee when she stops over and nods.  "I'll see you after.  I'll be on the field," probably hitting new weird shapes into the backstop. "Don't let her ruin your flight weight," she offers blithely to Warren with a gesture of her fork.
Scott Summers	Scott nods ever so slightly to Warren as he agrees about his guard, though his hand does lower to help Angel back to his feet if the winged mutant ever-so desires. "She's quick and she's clever. Though I have a little bit of pride in her for coming up with something like that on the fly." He smirks a little bit, though his attention turns to Kitty. "...Too soon." RIP Carrie Fisher. "But if you can manage to get the Kathleen Turner sound, the classic, I think you'll be fine." He chuckles as he grabs a plate to stack some ribs on it. Scott hasn't eaten in 23 hours and honestly, his stomach was growling like it was gonna start eating itself. Noriko seems to earn herself a bit of a smirk. "I feel like you can eat too fast - coincides with eating too much."
Kitty Pryde	Kitty Pryde lets out an exasperated sigh as Warren declares he wants a salad. "There goes Plan C: Heart Attack," Kitty complains aloud. She does put some salad on his plate. Though also some of the pork ribs, with Texas toast. "Hey, as good of a cook as Mom is, no surprise at eating it fast, right?" Kitty asks. Everyone there has likely sampled her mother's cooking. Care packages were frequent, especially as a student but even still now, and Kitty was always generous with them around the school. She gives a bit of a sad nod towards Scott's comment about the Carrie Fisher remark. "Yeah," she agrees with a sigh. She brings the plates over to the coffee table, setting them down there so they can sit on the couch to eat. Then goes over to pour Warren and herself a pair of glasses of raspberry iced tea. "So Scott, anything new going on?" she asks him. "And, not sure how up you are on the situation, but I'm helping Rogue track down some information on Remy's disappearance."
Warren Worthington	Warren takes the offered hand and hauls himself back up to his feet, using his unoccupied hand to brush at the front and sides of his jeans as if to wipe away some existent dirt. "Thanks, Slim. That she is.=, I'm sure her new situation has only helped in that manner as well...at least with the quick." He shrugs, letting his wings ruffle and readjust. Turning to Kitty, Warren laughs. "Heart attack? That's plan C? If you're trying to cause a coronary with ribs and brisket I think my metabolism is going to win out there, but I can think of a few other ways you could get my heat racing..." The Angel winks to Kitty, a sly smile creeping onto his face, "Start talking like Kathleen Turner and it won't hurt, just make sure I update the will first." He turns to Noriko, "Kate's mom is a great cook. KItty...she can order out with the best of them."
Scott Summers	Pulling Warren up to his feet, Scott gives him a nod and a pat on his shoulder. "Don't mention it. I advise you steady your feet so she doesn't knock you on your ass with a grimace again." Scott smirks at him, amused. But his mind was now preoccupied with one thing: Food. Kitty gains his attention though with her question reaches his ears. "Training, preparing. There was much about the Shi'ar incident that was left uncovered. Better prepared than not. But I heard about that, yes. Rogue will have my help in finding Remy and getting him out of whatever trouble he's managed to get himself into. We don't leave our own behind."
Kitty Pryde	Kitty Pryde gets a tiny bit of color in her cheeks at Warren's comment, but it also gets him a grin from the young Jewish woman. Her hand strays to the Star of David hanging from her necklace, before she turns to her food. "Have to see when she wants to come into town next," Kitty comments about her mother. She cuts some of the brisket and mmms as she tastes it. Then a bit of Texas toast after. Before Kitty can have more than that though, there's a beep and she pulls out her phone. "Speaking of Remy, some work I was doing finished running," she says. A short amount of time follows where she's reading. Her expression darkens slightly, foreshadowing whether it is good or bad. "So, Rogue had gotten a call from Remy. From a number she didn't recognize. I tracked the owner down and started digging into him. Colorado's Senator, Albert Westford," Kitty says, glancing up, eyes going to the other X-men present in particular. "And it gets worse. I may have dug into some sensitive databases for info on him. I was thinking, you know, anti-mutant connections maybe. But I found some intel that some of his voting patterns and activity are suggestive of HYDRA connections," Kitty says. She shakes her head, obviously troubled, and then manipulates her phone a bit. "I've been trying to track down his last whereabouts. Facial recognition from public cameras and those I might have added to a network in the past," Kitty says, not even bothering to try to look innocent at the later admission. "Oh crap," she says after watching the phone for a minute. She taps on the phone and it remotely turns on the TV. She projects video to it. The video shows Remy walking out of a bar. "Hell's Kitchen," Kitty comments. Two men are leaving with him, and they turn to go their separate ways. Then Remy reaches up towards his neck as if bit, or hit, by something. He slowly sags onto his knees and falls forward, the two men turning back and grabbing him as he does. A van pulls up and he's dragged inside. Kitty controls the phone again and pauses the video, zooming in on the van's license plate, and then on the men's faces. "I'll see if I can identify them," she says. She rises from the couch, kissing Warren's cheek. "Going down to the HQ to work from there," she says, picking up her plate.
Warren Worthington	Rolling his eyes at Scott, Warren smirks. "Ok, Slim. I will work on not getting my ass kicked by a vampiric teenager lunging at me. I'll set the DR up for that right away." He grins, clapping Scott on the back as he moves over towards where Kitty is located to pick up his plate. When she becomes all business though, he glances around the room to Scott and Noriko, "I guess the decorations are going to have to wait. Nori, feel free to help yourself to the food. I don't think anyone else is going to make a fuss over it...and tell Jube I owe her one, and I will collect someday. Kate, I guess I will see you at home? Unless you crash here that is. Left me know if you need anything."
Noriko Ashida	"Always with the tranqs..."  Noriko mumbles over the dregs of her second helping.  She frowns.  Yep.  Nori was here the whole time, still listening, but the speedster teen has never given up any details on the X-Men. Noriko lifts a gauntlet to Kitty as she announces her leave.  "Good luck...If I could help, I would.  Remy was always cool to me," not that she wouldn't help someone else, but she doesn't bother to clarify.  She nods to Warren.  "I'll help clean up after."
Scott Summers	Scott's majority attention is on Kitty as she gives him the rundown of what was going on with Remy. His arms cross as she tells him of her pattern and what she happened to get up to. What she's seen, what she's gathered, a little bit of deductive reasoning hard at work here too. "Try looking around bars. He was quite the drinker." Though sure enough, the TV turns on and Remy is walking out of a bar. Scott knows him a little too well. "Doesn't surprise me. Lot of wrong and a lot of good can happen in Hell's Kitchen. Place he could go to to avoid being noticed." Though he notices Remy more particularly reach for his neck, like somebody stabbed him or shot him there. Imagine his surprise when two men seem to pick up the unconscious Remy and drag him into a van. "Does the Van have any graphic on it? Representing a business maybe?" Scott offers, though he hums. "Keep looking into this Kitty, want a report soon as you hear anything." He looks then to Warren. "It helps when you are ready for it. You'd be surprised how fast you can move when you know what your enemy will do before they do." Scott smirks at Warren, thoug hhis eyes turn to Noriko. "Don't worry about it. I'll talk with Rogue, let her know we at least have a lead."