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                              X-Men Evolutions

 

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Scott's Room(#690Rt)

 

 

        The room you are looking at could be unoccupied by all visual accounts. The owner is obviously very particular about how thing are setup and what ammount of clutter is acceptable. And that's no clutter. This room looks as clean today as it did way back when Scott moved in. The only thing that gives away the fact that this room is occupied is the fact that there is an X-men uniform folded up nicely on the top of the dresser, and a visor laying upon it. There is also a pair of red sunglasses laying on the nightstand next to the alarm clock, which is set 15 minutes fast if you bother to notice.

 

 

Obvious exits:

 <O> leads to Boys' Wing.

 

Boys' Wing

        The boy's wing of the mansion is as simple as the rest of the upstairs hall - white walls, beige carpeting and plain wooden doors. A door at the end of the hall leads to the bathroom.

Obvious exits:

 <W> West leads to Upstairs Hall.

 <BR> leads to Bryce and Jace's Room.

 <SR> leads to Scott's Room.

 <SHR> leads to Shay's Room.

 <LJR> leads to Leo and Justin's Room.

 <SER> leads to Sam and Evan's Room.

 <CBR> leads to Jared and Baldwin's Room.

 <KTR> leads to Kurt's Room.

 

Upstairs Hall

        Once the staircase ends, the building gets much simpler. At the top of the stairs, white walls and beige carpeting stretch in three directions, and a set of large windows on the north provide a view of the back yard.

Obvious exits:

 <E> East leads to Boys' Wing.

 <S> South leads to Center Hall.

 <W> West leads to Girls' Wing.

 <D> Grand Staircase leads to Foyer.

 

Foyer

        The foyer isn't much of a foyer at all - instead, it's more like one, huge room, accommodating several doors and a grand staircase in the center of it all. The stairs take up most of the room, wide enough to allow several people to pass without trouble. A somewhat faded carpet runs up the center of the stairs, hiding and protecting the polished wood floor that is worn in other places. The ceiling is high, allowing plenty of room for an ornate, brass chandelier and tall windows that cover a good portion of the walls. Wide hallways stretch to the left and right of the front door, and a pair of passages are left open to either side of the stairs. Beneath the stairs is a fairly well-hidden elevator door, and on the back wall behind the stairs are sliding glass doors that lead into the backyard.

Obvious exits:

 <U> Grand Staircase leads to Upstairs Hall.

 <E> Elevator leads to Elevator.

 <RD> Right Door leads to Dining Room.

 <LD> Left Door leads to Living Room.

 <O> Out leads to Front Porch.

 

 

Front Porch

        The front porch is small and simple, composed of white concrete and a sloping banister. The front door is set into a half-circle fixture that juts out of the building, accompanied by a pair of windows, one on either side. The porch is short and narrow, not particularly designed for sitting, though it does allow a nice view of the grounds and the plants surrounding the Institute.

Obvious exits:

 <I> Inside leads to Foyer.

 <S> South leads to Front Lawn.

 

***Drive to Miranda's Party***

 

 

Roof

 

        Coming off the elevator, one steps into a large party room. The wall is comfortably lined with black leather couches, glass and slate end tables between each piece. More tables rest in clusters around either side of a black and white marble dance floor. The tables have glass tops with slate legs and modern looking black laqured chairs flank four to a table. There is a small sitting area off to the side, around a faux fireplace with a dial to turn it on resting on the wall. The mantel is made of black glass. On the opposite side of the room is a bar and kitchen area, the bar black glass topped and black and silver barstools wrap around the outside. The other two walls of the room are all sliding doors flanked by black gauzy curtains, leading outside onto the decks.

        The deck is possibly the nicest area of the building. Over looking the city, it's a grand view from 33 floors up. A large "in-ground" pool with turquoise blue and black liner rests on the western half. It's about 20 by 40 feet and can fit at least 20 people at a time. On the southern side is a barbeque area, patio funiture, and a raised jacuzzi that can seat at least 6 people comfortably. Iron rimmed street lamps rest at various areas around the deck, illuminating it well at night.

 

Contents:

Tessa

Evan

Kitty

Justin

Tabitha

Amara

Alexandra

Jonothon

Trey

Party Info

Mirikon

William

Miranda

Obvious exits:

 <E> Elevator leads to Elevator.

 

 

Mirikon doesn't hear Amara talking about him, because he is underwater. But he soon comes up for air, and looks around, trying to make sure nobody is talking about him in relation to the cold water. But he doesn't say anything, just slips off to the side of the pool, watching everyone a little suspiciously, and a good bit nervously. But he soon gets over whatever it is that is bugging him, and relaxes.

 

Jonothon grins to Lex. "No' like w' worry about th' cold anyhow, yeh?" Taking a moment to appreciate first Miranda's piercing, and then the look of Lex with her hair down, his eyes light up like little lecherous suns at his beloved shepherdess.

 

Evan ends up coming a little bit later than expected, maybe. He'd met someone down on the street he just needed to talk to, who was leaving the party. Yes, the glory of friends who are NPCs. But he shows up now, from the elevator, moving at a brisk walk to catch up behind Kitty and Justin. He rubs one elbow slightly. (No, no elbow pads. He has enough sense not to wear them to a party like this!)

 

Trey may look a bit familiar to the students of Xavier's... He's often seen sweating around the grounds keeping everything looking nice. Logan's Assistant, at Groundskeeping anyway. However, the sight of him in swim-trunks might stop most of them from recognizing him. He walks back over to Miranda. "Step in a little deepa, sugah... It'll help ya get used to it."

 

Ororo has arrived.

 

Justin takes a deep breath as he tries to summon back his courage. It seems to be slowly returning to him. Reaching out with a gloved hand he taps Tabitha lightly on the shoulder, "Um, excuse me?" his voice just loud enough to be heard over the music, but not loud enough to get everyone's attention. While doing so he nervously looks around for Evan or Kitty, he could sure use some moral support now.

 

Keith has arrived.

 

The elevator dings as it arrives at it's destination, door parting to allow it's occupants to enter the 1920's themed party that is being held on the roof. As the car empties, two of it's occupants seem to stand out a slight bit more. Scott takes a few steps off the elevator, his arm interlocked with the arm of Tessa. The smile on his face is something not often seen for as long as it's been there. He takes a minute to adjust to the lighting and noise levels, then looks to Tessa for reassurances that she's okay to move on as well.

 

Looking slightly nervous at Trey, Miranda finally sighs and just jumps, diving shallowly head first into the water and kicking/paddling through the actually rather temperate pool. It is only shocking for a few moments, before she resurfaces half way down the pool, her red hair now clinging to her face and neck...Oddly, it seems she wasn't wearing any makeup. At least none of it runs..

 

Tabitha takes a sip from her cola, her eyes looking cooly in Miras direction and huhs, "....." As if suspecting something, though she doesn't make a big deal of it, nor really laughs to the misfortune of the waters temperature which suprises her a little. Still stareing at the woman she replies to her roomie, "Heck if I know, I haven't gotten that far in the plan yet.. Kinda suprised the heater's out of whack." But before that little light bulb can go off she suddenly looks to the left- Did she just see someone? "... That guy? Oooooh! Oh right, yeah!! ................. Nno.. What was his name again?" Mirikon, "Of course." when Willaim introduces himself, Tabby can't help but chuckle to him, and give a thumbs up, "Hey, nice to meet you Willy, I'm Tabitha.. Dude, you don't look so good, did you have too much punch?" asked with an amused chuckle. To the tapping, Tabitha suddenly turns her head to Justin and gives him a pleasent smile, "Hey there, who're you?"

 

Tessa nods slightly at Scott, patting his arm. "Let's go," she says, taking a step into the party further. Her gaze sweeps across the group assembled, but doesn't see many in the group she finds familiar. "I am relying on you, here. I do not know many of those assembled," she tells Scott. Something in her tone of voice indicates that she and Scott probably had a similar conversation on the way down to the party itself.

 

        Click, clack, click, clack. The slow churning rythyme of footfalls sounds off against the rooftop as long legs lead a tall, forbidding form towards the gathering. Her pointed heels are like chisels, every stride sounding off with a hushed, yet definitive clack. As she draws within view, a fingerless brick red gloved hand rises to the arm of her mirror shades, adjusting them lightly on the bridge of her nose as unseen eyes survey the scene. A tilt of her form as she steadies on her heels refractes light in a myriad of pourous, fluid blots across the scales of her form fitting jacket. A strangely familiar outfit, on a strangely familiar figure, not instantly recognizeable as Ororo Munroe.

 

Alexandra rches a brow at Tessa and Scott. The look she gives Scott is not very friendly...in fact it could freeze Scotch in someone's mouth.....So it is true then. Poor Kieran. So Eye beam boy has taken up with yet another telepathic female. Still has'nt got the emotional goolies to tell Jean his feelings then? Typical! She had to deal with Betst's pain over the matter. Gods willing Tessa is better equipped for it......

 

Selena has arrived.

 

Snicker. Ahem. Amara takes a step back as Tabitha starts talking to William and Justin, and turns to William, curtseying politely to him, "Nice to meet you William." She scoots to the side to allow Tabitha to talk to Justin, and glances towards Tabitha, "I'm going to go see if I can find Mirikon. I should at least say hi." She notes, before gently withdrawing and making her way towards the pool. Giving it plenty of berth since she doesn't want her dress to get wet.

Jonothon sighs a bit at Scott and Tessa arriving, though hopefully not too many sparks will fly. Then, turning, he looks back at the entrance...and a psychic signature that looks remarkably farmiliar. "...well, th'n..." This was both unexpected and quite surprising.

 

Scott glances down and gives Tessa a reassuring smile, "Something to drink?" he asks as he slowly makes his way through the crowd and towards the refreshment table. It's been a bit of a trek, and while he enjoyed the ride and the company, his mind was preoccupied with the fate of his vehicle. But having seen it outside, he's calmed down and relaxed a bit. Besides, not too much harm could have come to it. Phasing girl herself, Kitty, was one of the passengers. Mr. Summers continues to weave his way through, leading Miss Niles towards a less occupied part of the roof until she's comfortable enough to venture out more.

 

Evan moves around Justin as he stops, managing not to brush by Tabitha. He pauses as well as Amara moves out in front of him, giving her a sort of cursory, 'Oh, I've seen you' sort of smile. He probably would be less relaxed if he was aware Ororo was there, that's for sure.

 

Kitty wanders about the party, chatting with random people and then moving on, cheerfully smiling the whole time. She loves parties and she loves getting to see all those people that she rarely sees. Every so often, Kitty glances about the room as if searching for someone. She's kinda wondering where one of the hosts has gotten to. He did invite her in person after all, she was looking forward to seeing Keith again.

 

Mirikon slips back to the side of the pool, and rests with his arms up above the lip of the pool. He smiles as Amara comes towards him, and waves to the hot-natured girl when he thinks she is looking at him. But otherwise, he just enjoys the nice cool pool. Much better than sitting around Bayville, that's for sure.

 

Justin tries hard not to look Tabitha directly in the eyes before his courage leaves again. Instead he settles for stealing glances at her when she's not paying attention, "Um, Tabitha. I brought something for you, can we talk in private, a moment, please?" again he tries not to be too loud with his words at least enough to be heard. Hearing the elevator ring. His eyes shift over to see who has arriived. thanking God for the brief distraction.

 

        Och. Tabitha not only calls him Willy a shortening of his name that he finds barely tolerable, just a notch above the dreaded Bill, but then she has to go and point out just how wan he looks. He shrugs his shoulders in a smooth roll, "William, or Will if ye please Tab'tha. An' nae, tis nuthin' like that. Tis jest how I am," he says and leaves it at that as the girl turns about to face Justin. To the departing Amara he offers another bow of sorts, "Twas nice meetin' ye as well."

 

Trey mimicks Miranda's Motions, emerging a short distance from her. "An' AH thought you were breathtakin' in yer dress..." he comments, in a humorous tone. He's having a great deal of fun here.

 

Selena isn't one to show up to a place and dress properly, oh no. That's just not her style. Instead, she's somewhat gothed out, eyes slitted while trying to figure out just why she came. At least she's tolerating the music, for now. Folding her arms lightly across her chest, she glances from side to side while slinking towards the closest edge of the rooftop she can find. Luckily for her she tends to blend in a bit, so who knows for how long she's been lurking in the shadows?

 

Miranda turns her head, noticing a few other's finally approaching the pool, namely Amara, and that makes her smile a bit wider. She's still at Trey's side though, and not shivering quite so badly, though her pale skin is covered with goosebumps now..."You are...entirely too flattering, Trey...And why haven't you come to visit before?" She purrs in his direction, a darker, yet still warm smile caressing her features....

 

Smiles are returned to William and Evan both, more warm to Evan since he's familiar, at the least. Giving a light wave to Evan to boot, she continues towards Mirikon, when she spies him by the edge of the pool. Spying the wave from Mirikon, Amara lifts her hand and waves back, "Hello Mirikon," Amara greets, waving to the others in/at the pool as well. She doesn't slip out of her dress yet, mind, since she's wearing her suit beneath - she did just say she was saying hello. She bends her knees slightly and leans over a bit, not wanting to kneel on the floor. "How long have you been here?"

 

Alexandra hands reach up behind her neck to remove the silver and amethyst choker, her movements slow and sensual...she is putting on a show....be scandalised if you want...she does not care....the top is slipped off to reveal a strapless purple bikini top spattered with metallic silver, brushing aside her hair she reveal a Celtic knotwork tattoo http://www.aon-celtic.com/cgallery/cgallery2.html on her left shoulderblade.....

 

"A drink would be adequate," replies Tessa, in her usual detached way. She follows at Scott's heels, peering over his shoulder to see what's available, refreshment-wise. "I do know how to dance," she informs the boy, "..should you wish to." That's part of the point of a party, yes? Jonothon and Alexandra receive arched eyebrows in return, though she has yet to say anything to them.

 

Jace has arrived.

 

Mirikon smiles up at Amara, and says, "Well, I rode in on the bus this afternoon, courtesy of this nice lady who gave me a bit of money." More like, wasn't watching her purse. "I've only been here an hour or two. How have you been? It has been a while since I saw you last." He chuckles a bit, remembering the last time they met, under much different circumstances.

 

Well at least she isn't saying she's put off by it? Tabitha nods to Amara, waveing to her, "Knock'm dead, girl," she says before taking another slip and glances to William again, "Will?" she asks, "Well.. It's kinda plain, but all right, if you insist.." she won't put up a fight about it, company's good! "Oh really?" she replies in response to his look and grins, "Wow, I could hook you up with something that'd look really good on you ya know. Any chance you go to Bayville?" another pause as she looks to Justin again, and well.. She can pretty much smell his nervousness- Though she can't help but wonder why that's the case, "You got something for me?" she replies, obviously suprised, "What is it? Didn't you bring it? Where'd you put it?" she leans in and tries to throw an arm over the mans shoulder, grinning broadly, "Talk in -private-?? Oh come on, it's just me and Will here, he won't tell anybody, right Will? Right?"

 

Ororo breaks from her stationary position, that rythyme sounding off again, the seaping of fibres across twining muscle like a dance against the conforming garments that engulf her, the clap of her coattails a soft putter. A feral inclination to her movements casts a predatory shadow over her, an eclipse of something carnivore and hungry. Invisible eyes sit on one figure, fixated like a cat on a rodent, watching as it shifts through the underbrush, never losing sight, never breaking loose of it's target. Scott is her obsession, and as she closes, there seems some palpable moment of closure approaching, like a kill on the way, the scent of blood already on the air. A hand drifts up from where it hangs at her side, and fingertips set on the back of the boy's neck like the legs of a spider. Slowly they follow his hackles up towards his hairline, as her words are like a coarse slumber, some dreamlike murmur from between stiff, almost unmoving lips, "I've come for a dance. Is your card full?"

 

Jonothon takes the top and choker from Lex carefully, folding them and tucking them under his arm. Undoing his own ponytail tie, he lets his hair slide away while waiting to help with the rest, watching the others. This is turning into quite a show.

Alexandra the tattoo is located on her left shoulderblade, it covers a bullet scar she got in Genosha. Tessa recieves a polite nod of greeting, she then continues to undress.......

 

*Ding!* The sound breaks Keith out of his somewhat dazed state, still recalling the events of the past week and more recently the past eves. But, those are for the time behind him, the future opens up on to the roof of his apartment building, where he shows up beyond the fashionably late mark for his own housewarming. How ironic, is it not? Stepping out, Keith adjust the coat of his pure white Zoot Suit, with white hat and pants, the only colored part of him being the Red tie he wears about his neck with a black cat designed upon it. Smiling at already hearing the jovial sounds, Keith makes his way towards the pool area.

 

Selena glances towards the hot tub, biting her lower lip a bit, an elongated pointy canine fang pressing against the soft flesh. She lifts a brow as she contemplates making her way over to it, but she's not sure if she wants to join the people already using it just yet. It does look inviting, though, so while she thinks no one's looking she quickly squirms her way out of her shirt, leaving her wearing just a vinyl bikini top.

 

Fortunately, Miranda was intelligent enough to keep all the alcohol in her apartment. So though Ororo might not quite approve of this many kids together, unsupervised, there is nothing illegal happening. Yet. The current object of MIranda's attentions, Trey, seems to have taken himself off elsewhere, and she was not about to float alone in the pool, so she pulls her slender frame up out of the water, dripping soaked and slightly shivering, she doesn't move to pull on her cover up again. Not yet at least. She pushes two palms through her hair, trying to wring it out a bit so it's in damp ringlets and not just sticking to her face and neck as she pads back into the party, wide smile on her face...Just searching for trouble, really. Or maybe just her cigarettes.

 

Alexandra the skirt slips over her hips revealing French cut bikini bottoms to mat the bikini top, she slides the skirt down long, slender, shapely legs, then gracefully dteps from it as it pools at her feelt.....

 

Amara says, "I've been pretty good.. I spoke with the Professor about you coming to the School, and he agreed to help. Just get in touch with him sometime during the week, if you haven't already. If you're still interested, I mean." She smooths the skirt of her dress carefully, "This place is really nice; I've never been to New York before. Have you?" She looks up briefly, this time spying a few others from the School. Scott, Tessa; Evan, Justin. Hrm."

Jonothon slips the skirt up into his hands, folding it over, and then kisses Lex softly with a smile. "'Ll b' back in a mo', luv..." Then, he disappears into the room Miranda pointed out for changing and putting all of their clothes away safely.

 

Kitty glances to the elevator as she hears that happy ding sound. Oh look, it's Keith finally. Miss Pryde starts weaving her way through the crowd towards him. She has to thank him for inviting her after all.

 

Justin looks up at Tabitha then decides to walk away. Since this obviously isn't working. The skunk headed boy walks over to the edge of the roof to look over and check to see if the car is okay. Leaning against the ledge, he decides to watch her from afar instead. With arms crossed, he begins to wonnder why he's letting -one- girl mind screw him so much. Brushing the wayward strands of hair away from his eyes as he watches Tabitha. Guessing the flowers stay in the trunk of the car fr now. Looking up at the night sky. He tries to make out the various star through the haze of smog as well as the glare of the city lights reflecting off the smog. Giving the party a quick once over, oh look.. its Scott! Staying where he is for now seems to be the best thing for him. Best to brood alone and he's just lost that partying mood.

 

Alexandra she gently steps from her strappy, heeled, silver sandals, folds up her skirt and hands them both to Jono. She opts to keep the amethyst studs in her ears and the amethyst pastie in her belly button She returns Jono's kiss.

Jace quietly rides the elevator up to the roof. Over his normal garb, he's wearing a black denim long coat, fastened closed and hood pulled up. He glances at Keith, letting him get off the elevator first, then he steps out onto the roof, sliding back against the wall.

 

"That'd be fun." Scott replies with a smile as he turns and hands his date a Coke. Then the fact that he didn't ask her what she wanted dawns on him and he gets a bit flustered. "Um, I mean, is Coke okay? Cause they have some other stuff, too." His cheeks start to turn a light red. He tries to get rid of his embarassment with another smile when suddenly and hand is on his neck and he spins around. Seeing Ororo, he blinks behind his glasses. "Um, Ororo. Hey. Didn't expect you to be here. Um," he moves aside and gestures to Tessa, "You know Tessa, right?"

 

And then, Miranda spots her prey. Her ice eyes flare a bit at she sees the woman, older it seems..Not nearly as young as some of the kids that actually showed up. Nice body, form fitting jacket...Stylish gloves and the shows that show off her legs. Oblvivious to who Ororo actually is, she just sees a woman worthy of a good dance and drink...Miranda, heading back to the bar, grasps her towel and actually tries to dry off a bit so she can tug on her wrap overtop of her suit, looking a bit more suitable now though it still clings to a few damp areas. She then bends, grasping at her silver cigarette case and withdrawing one to rest between her lips. It's lit up..and she's headed straight for the woman...but then pauses. She was hitting on the Scott kid from the institute.."..Perfect.."..Miranda murmurs under her breath.

 

Mirikon smiles at Amara, and says, "Yes, I'm still interested. Thank you for that, Amara. I saw this school of yours. Nice place, if a bit fancier than I'm used too." He chuckles, and then nods. "Yes, I've been here before. It was actually my third time through the city when someone suggested I go to Bayville. It took me a little longer to find the bus fare to get there, but I got there. I can show you where the best grates to sleep on are, though." He laughs, only half-joking.

 

        Will blinks, "Bayville?" he says in an obviously bemused and unknowning tone that should answer the question easily enough. He gives a rueful grin and thinks that this Tabitha lass could do with a slow motion control or an emergency brake or something. Before he can say anything else she's off and running, snapping upon Justin's thread of conversation and then trying to drag him along into what the other would obviously prefer to be a private conversation. He's about to bow out gracefully when Justin instead retreats. "Och.. perhaps ye should go after 'im lass. I'm sure wha' ever it twas is impor'ant ta 'im, I think..."

 

"It's fine," Tessa assures, taking the offered coke. "Don't worry about it." Ororo's arrival causes her to spin on her heels, eyes narrowing slightly. "Miss Munroe? Clever disguise," she comments, once Scott has revealed who the woman is. "I would have dressed up myself, but I did not know what was appropriate." She sips some of her Coke, ndding her thanks at Scott once more. "So, the girl who's throwing this party," she says, regarding Scott, "..she's a friend of yours, you had said?"

For Keith, the first stop is to grab some food. Of course. When you're a growin' boy you need to eat. Grabbing a pop instead, he cracks open the can of cold Dew and drinks some of it before turning around and finally starting to look at the people gathered. Some he knows, some he doesn't... but he only invited two people personally to the party, and it's time to find them. Looking around, he attempts to find the first of the two, seeing her instead heading towards him and smiling a bit.

 

Nyssa has arrived.

 

Bryce has arrived.

 

Alexandra remembers something, goes over to where Mira stashed the basket and fishes out the box wrapped in silver wrapped in blue ribbons and heads towards Keith at a quick, graceful pace......

 

Miranda giving up on her current conquest, and seeing her Roommate finally arrived at the party, she now feels free to go partake of some free beverages herself. Well not free, she paid..She might as well enjoy. "..I'm headed down to the apartment.." She calls over the room. The few she's told will know what that means. Now, still smoking her cigarette though it's rather illegal in the halls, she turns out of the room and to the elevator...to 1601

 

Selena starts inching her way towards the hot tub, looking from side to side with a hint of a panicked look on her face. Must use ninja-like stealth to avoid being seen until she reaches the water. Yes.

 

Amara arches an eyebrow. Ew. He'd /better/ be joking, because she'd be positively disgusted otherwise. "Um.. I think I'll pass.." Amara remarks drily. "Thanks anyway though." Eheh; not /quite/ able to mask the distaste for sleeping on grates. "But maybe next time." Touring New York, that is. Her card is all full up this weekend. "I'll have to introduce you to my roommate. We came to the party here together, but I think she's busy talking to someone." She looks up, peering, "Yeah." Hrm.

 

Kitty grins and waves to Keith "Hey." she says as she finally reaches him. "Did you just get here?" she questions, curious since she hadn't seen him earlier, but now he's here.

 

Trey emerges from the pool, finally getting his fill of the pool. He grabs one of the offered towels, and slips into the washroom to change. A nicee, relaxing swim can do wonders. He emerges, in time to hear Miranda make taht proclamation... and so, he heads that way himself.

 

Jonothon takes only a moment in the side room, then pauses to return back, still clothed, oddly enough, and returns to Lex, helping her to dress once again.

 

Ororo's lips curve up into a half-grin, which seems strangely dark for her usual demeanor. Most might have been upset if such a ruse failed so miserably, but it just seems to amuse her, perhaps in spite of herself. Her current costume though, even with identity revealed, can't shed away it's effective sharpness, as if she had ceased to be den mother, and was suddenly an ominous stranger. Even her voice seems colder, and flatter, perhaps simply an effect of the visual, "Yes, Tessa and I are well acquainted. And how are you enjoying yourselves? I don't mean to crash, but a little bird suggested I.. take a leave of character. I thought it might be pleasing."

 

Tabitha 's eyes wander again, and she murmurs to herself, "Beep beep; Tramp alert, we need back-up, stat." but suddenly finds herself nearly falling over as she completely misses snagging Justin. She stares for a moment, then looks to William and frowns a little to his advice. She rubs the back of her head and then nods with a weak sigh, "Well I suppose. It was nice chattin' with ya.. See you later.." of course as she walks off, she looks to Keith, and points to him, "Hey! Be careful, that stuff will lower your sperm count!" That's your little fast fact for the day. She also spots Miranda, as she seems to be exiting? More than likely headed to where the 'real' party is at. That or the restroom. The blonde nibbles her lower lip as she looks in Miras direction, then Justins, then Mirandas again, "... Damnit.." she mumbles to herself and decided for now to forfeit her chance at mischeif, eventually reaching the black-and-white haired boy, "Yo, what's up?"

 

Nodding slightly, Keith smiles ever so minutely. "Yeah, just got off of work and came home... glad to see that no one split out though, at least... glad there's still people around." Taking a sip from his Dew, he talks on. "Glad you could make it Kitty, been having a good time?"

 

Ororo

 

        The earth seems to have painted the caramel skin of this tall, authoritative figure. Deep and rich is her flesh, and it is wrapped over features carved to bare prominance, and nobility. The sheers of broad cheek bones, and narrow ridges of her brows, encapsulate eyes a shade of dazzling, watery-blue. Surfaces of sapphire tinted underneath with a strange, forbidding quality, a turmoil and strength that grants itself to her powerful, exotic countenance. Her face is framed in the purest snow white, hair like spun snowflakes, ravelled up into a dozen knots.

        A pair of stylized purple sunglasses conceal her gaze, giving her features and altogether more granite, polished quality, almost robotic, bringing together the symmetry of her narrow cheekbones, firm jaw and full lips. Over her body is drawn a sleek crimson coat composed of jagged alligator-like scales, each grasping at their own ruddy shimmer of colour. It conforms to the shape of her athletic form, billowing out from the curve of her hips to to clap against her knees. Underneath, red vinyl pants and shirt are plied to her flesh like a second skin, completing the strangely sterile, macabre look.

        Altogether, she is an image of grace, and fortitude, yet also, gentle, and approachable. She seems somewhere between absolute authority, and a tranquil calm, as if to maintain within herself a constant discipline, while openly accepting of those who would seek her.

 

Miranda has left.

 

Alexandra hands Jono a box wrapped in silver paper and blue ribbons, then dresses quickly, neatly....till to look at her you would have never known she was undressed. She then strides towards Keith and smiles at him "Eve'nin' tae ye Keith...somethin f'r ye new place....

 

Mirikon laughs, and smiles up at Amara. "I was joking, you know. Relax, and enjoy yourself." He smiles, and then looks around. "Oh? Which one is your roommate? I still don't know that many people from Bayville."

 

Trey has left.

 

Jonothon offers Kieth the box, grinning. "I think y'll like i'...an' w'gave Mira a larg'r baske' f'r th' place, t'."

Jace notices Tessa. Slowly, casually, he moves over to her, stopping a yard or so away. He takes a hand from the large pocket it was shoved into and pulls back his hood enough to let her see his face. He waits until she's not busy and looks toward him before trying to get her attention.

 

Amara chuckles, "Oh, of course." She blushes a bit sheepishly. Eheheh. She knew that, really! Ahem. As he asks which one is her roommate, Amara is tempted to say 'The loud one'. Instead, she straightens from where she was crouched, and points across the room, "Over there; the blonde talking to the ..other kid."

 

Selena pauses, thinking she heard a familiar voice. Turning a bit to see if she was right, she smiles a bit to herself as she moves in Kitty and Keith's direction, lifting a hand to wave towards them.

 

Justin watches Tabitha finally acknowledge that he exsists in her world, whatever reality that is. Then as her attention is upon him. He switches his expression to a more stern and determined one, "We need to talk, if you got a second!" he yells out over the music not caring who hears anymore. The sudden realization that you can't live in fear of what people think of you hits him like a speeding truck on the highway.

 

Scott raises a brow and takes a moment to look Stor...Ororo over. And he's rather impressed. His eyebrows move up as he realizes that if he hadn't seen her hair, it's color being a giveaway, he wouldn't have even noticed that he was about to go dancing with one of his teachers. As his lips curve up into a lopsided grin, Scott gives a nod of approval. "Well, Tessa and I were about to do some dancing I think. But after that, I'm definately sure that I can make some room for you." With his attention focused on Ororo for the moment, he has no clue that Jace is tryin' to mack on his chick, or however that goes. "It's good to see you out at a place like this." Not that he's forgotten Tessa, but he rarely sees a teacher out like this. And he's sure Logan wouldn't be caught dead at a party like this.

 

Kitty nods "Well, I like just got here even with Justin driving super fast." Pondering for a brief moment, she inquires "Do you drive like that too, is it a guy thing?" Course Kitty hasn't gotten behind the wheel as of yet, so she's not familiar with the rush of controling something at high speeds. Totally different than when you're a passenger. "Pretty cool party though. Like, theme and everything." Giggling, she adds "Even dressed the part, huh?"

 

Bryce glances about as he checks out the party. His expression is curious and he appears to be calm and focused.

 

The late arrival, every party has to have one. And of course, the late arrival would be the one that attracts the most attention to herself. Not only did Nyssa come tearing down the street to the apartment building on the run from a cruiser, but she just has to practicaly pounce in the door of the apartment, flinging it open if it's closed, and probably hitting anyone too close. She blinks at the sound of the 1920s music and arches an eyebrow slightly..not what she was looknig for. She walks a bit more calmly now, looking for the hostess of the party with a 26'er of vodka in hand as her gift. But then..it occurs to her that she doesnt really /know/ who the hostess is. Right..ehm, just sit this down on a table and edge away, edge away. Now to look for someone that she knows.

 

Mirikon stretches his neck up, and looks around, but he can't see from his vantage point all that well. So he crawls out of the pool to see. "Ah, she looks nice." He smiles at Amara, wondering what she is thinking.

 

"Well, you can't show up to a 20's theme party you're hosting and not actually dress the part, can ya?" Hearing Alex, Keith turns to her and smiles, receiving the package and opening it carefully, leaving the wrapping enough on and seeing the shirt within the box without pulling it all the way out. Grinning, he leans forward and kisses Alexandra on the cheek. "Thank you." Turning to Jono, he nods a bit and smiles. "Thank you as well... glad you two could come." Then, from the corner of his eye, he catches a hand waving in his direction, seeing Selena, he smiles wider and waves in return before speaking to Kitty once again. "And no, I actually drive the speed limit... most of the time, unless I'm late."

 

Tabitha 's eyes widen a bit to Justins sudden yell, and twists her face a bit, "Hey, there's no need to yell Jazz doesn't get -that- loud you know.." Yeah, she does seem to be living in her own little reality, but she only see's things the way they -should- be, that isn't so wrong, is it? Stepping beside the other teen, she raises an eyebrow and then smirks, "We need to talk, huh? Justin, right? Amara's already told me about the whole incident in the D. Room, and she's really cheesed with you. If that's what you wanted to tell me, I already know. It's no big deal to me, of course, but you probably want to apologize to Triple A.." as she lifts her hands and rests them behind her head.

 

Ahh, there's someone she knows. Tessa raises a hand, offering Jace a wave in reply, nodding in his direction. "Dancing immediately is not required," she tells Scott, hand resting on his elbow. "You may dance with Miss Munroe if you wish. Or we may exchange you as a partner after each dance, as well." It is, of course, up to Scott, which is why she keeps her gaze focused on him, waiting for his response.

 

Selena grins back to Keith, pointed and not at all human looking fangs presisng against her lower lip. She glances over to Kitty again, nodding a bit. "Hey." Well, at least she's not being mean tonight, that's gotta count for something. Right? "Nice suit, man. Got the pocketwatch too, or what?"

 

Dalila has arrived.

 

        William has done his good deed for the night in sending Tabitha off after Justin. Ahhh.. it feels good to be noble and just. Now with that out of the way it's time to slip off for some not so good deeds. With a grin the lad tosses back the rest of his soda and leaves the container behind on the bar. Yes it's time for something with a bit more bite. With that in mind he begins working his way through the crowd of folks towards the elevator with firm intent, though he will stop to chat if anyone intercepts him along the way.

 

Evan has left.

 

Amara isn't really thinking much of anything; well that's not entirely true. She's thinking that it's a pity that the water's cold, cuz she'd wanted to hop in the pool too. She's wondering what Tabby's talking to Justin about -- but then she won't have to worry about that for long, since Tabitha tells her everything anyway. Gotta love the gossip between friends. :3 Turning back to Mirikon, she hms, "Are you still sleeping outside in that outdoor theater?" Seems she's totally blanked on what it was called. ^^

 

Jace steps closer to Tessa whilst eyeing the people in the immediate vicinity. He leans down to whisper to her. "Hey. You look nice today," he starts, but his tone changes a little, softening. "Is this a mutant-only party? I'd have dressed nicer, but until I get an image inducer from Professor Xavier, I don't want to take any chances."

 

Justin quirks and eyebrow at Tabitha's comment. Then he decides to just grab her hand and tries drag her to the elevator, "Com'on Tabs, I have a present for you." he says thinking he knows how to get her to be more cooperative. Pressing the button to go down and as soon as the door opens, the boy walks in dragging the lively blonde with him, hopeful she doesn't kill him while they are alone. He's read somewhere that certain girls like men to be assrtive. Since this type of action is completely uncharacteristic for him.

 

Kitty nods, glad to hear that from Keith "Must just be Scott and Justin then." As Selena nears and says hello, Kitty responds cheerfully, remembering seeing the girl around school. "Hiya."

Mirikon smiles at Amara, and shakes his head. "No, I found someone who is letting me sleep in an old buick outside the store where she works. So I've been able to get in from the rain, which is nice. And the seat cushions are a helluva lot better than concrete." He laughs, and says, "Even got some decent food to eat there."

 

Alexandra has left.

 

Jonothon has left.

 

Dalila has left.

 

Smiling at Selena, Keith shakes his head. "Nope, the pocketwatches were all sold out. The only thing I was able to find was a matching glowstick." Grinning at the inside joke he coughs a bit. "Oh.. Uhm, Selena, this is Kitty. Kitty, this is Selena... I think you two are about the only people I really know that came to the party."

 

Ororo rocks her head in a mild nod to Tessa, a play of shadow and light visible on the knots into which her normally free flowing, snow-lake hair is drawn. A hand rocks behind her back, fingers curling in aganst her palm as knuckles sit on the small there. The other drifts up from her hip, palm opened skywards as she waits for the boy to take it. Those shades can not truly disguise her eyes, which stab at Scott with a disconcerting intensity from behind the heavy purple hue. "Then take my hand, Scott, but and I will show you how I dance."

 

Tabitha looks right back at Justin, still looking rather pleased with herself, despite how uncurrent this party is. It seems a lot of people are cool, but part of her really wants to annoy the upperclassman. However even -she- didn't expect to suddenly get dragged along by the guy, she yelping a bit in suprise- and as she staggers along, tries to discreetly slip a little flash of yellow light into his back pocket when he hits the elevator button. She then smiles sweetly, as she's dragged along inside, "Oh wow, really? It's funny you say that because o/~ I have a present for you too, Justin!"

 

Selena rolls her eyes as she holds back a laugh. "Maybe next time, then. And nice to meet ya, Kitty. Though, I gotta ask. What'd you do for your parents to give you a name like that, huh?" Kidding or not? Who can tell with her. "Haven't really been paying any attention to the others here. I was about to go sneak a dip in the hot tub while no one was looking."

 

Amara nods at Mirikon, "Well that's a relief. I heard that it was going to rain pretty heavily Monday." She's been watching the weather report, see. Straightening at the sound of a familiar yelp, she quirks a brow at the sight of Justin dragging Tabitha. Furrowing her brow, she half murmurs to Mirikon, "What's all /that/ about?" If she knows her friend.. well.. this won't end well.

 

William has left.

 

Scott's smile grows as he reaches out for Ororo's hand. Hoping that Tessa is playing the psychic game as she usually does, he brings a thought to the forefront his his mind. *If you need me, I'm but a call away. I'll be back in a few.* Hoping that she got his message, but unsure, he turns so that he's standing next to his instructor and begins walking with her to the dance area.

 

Justin has left.

 

Tabitha has left.

 

Nyssa doesn't really know anyone here, apperantly..so time to make for the door..

 

Kitty smiles to Selena "Oh hey, I'm like, sure I've seen you around. Now I know your name at least." Giggling, she adds "It's short for Katherine. Nickname just kinda stuck, you know?" Glancing back to Keith, she grins "Hey, we'll keep you company then, don't worry."

 

Keith blinks at Kitty and blushes, holding up his hands. "Whoa, whoa... two beautiful girls offering to keep me company?" Looking around, he grins further. "Is there... like a hidden camera around or something? Some sort of joke?" Taking a drink from his Mountain Dew, he nods towards Selena. "The hottub idea was a good one... Kitty, you bring a suit?"

 

<< I know, Scott. Don't step on Miss Munroe's feet. She may need them. >> Tessa glances to her date, nodding. She turns to face Jace now. "I do? Thank you," she replies, bowing her head at the compliment. "I do not know, admittedly. The individuals throwing this party are unknown to me, but Scott was told to bring a guest.. and thusly, I am here with him."

 

Selena ahhs. "Well, I guess that explains it. And it's not too hard to miss me, y'know? I tend to stick out in a crowd. Not sure if that's a good or bad thing." She squints at Keith, bearing her fangs a bit towards him in a predatory look of bemusement. "One beautiful girl, one highly rabid chick. Get it right, man. And I'm up for the tub if you guys are. Don't mind sharing if you two don't."

 

Tessa

        Standing about five feet, five inches tall, Tessa is a rather slender girl, though her body bears the curves of a maturing body. She has shoulder length hair, which curves around her head, framing her face. Her hair is not any naturally color; it has been dyed navy blue, as have her eyebrows, to make them match. Her small eyes are blue as well, but they are a lighter, sea blue. High cheekbones slender out her face, giving it the same feel as the rest of her body.

        Tessa wears a velvet black choker around her neck, which has been adorned with a single silver star. Over her torso is a snug-fitting black velvet shirt. The trim around the collar and cuffs of the shirt is silver thread, done over and over again so that it may be noticed. Her legs are covered over in tight black jeans, and a black leather belt with silver studs in it hold the jeans over her hips. For shoes she wears heel-less leather boots; the cuff of the jeans go over the boot, hiding the tops of the boots from prying eyes.

 

Mirikon smiles at Amara. "Really? I don't exactly get cable where I'm at. That's good to know, though. I'll try to stay indoors as much as possible then." He looks over to Justing taking Tabitha away, and shrugs. "Well, maybe your friend has caught the eye of that feller? Who knows?" He laughs, and looks around again to try and see if there is anyone else he knows here. Nope. He feels bad for taking up all of Amara's time, though.

 

Bryce wanders over toward Jace. A slight smile on his face. "Hey how are you?" The kid definately is attempting to stay low key tonight.

 

Shinobi has arrived.

 

Amara says, "Cable isn't a big thing where I'm from either." Or technology, for that matter. Amara still looks a bit distracted, her brow furrowing. Hopefully Tabitha comes back because..well.. Tabby's her ride home! "I wouldn't be surprised," Amara confides to Mirikon, "He's had a crush on her since I arrived at school." She stifles a snicker slightly. It's definitely not going to be pretty - but .. oh well. She doesn't mind chatting with Mirikon though - she sees the others just about every day, even though she may not chat with them. "Do you want a drink? I left my glass over at the table.""

 

Kitty grins "It just must be your lucky day Keith. Like, someone thinks you've been a good boy." Giggling, she nods "Yep, got it on cause I heard there might be a pool or something."

Jace furrows his brows in frustration. "Maybe I should stay low-profile then." He glances over at the pool and says, mostly to himself, "Would be nice to take a swim, though..." Suddenly, his attention is diverted by Bryce. He smiles softly at his roommate. "Hi. I'm okay, I guess. A little warm in this coat."

 

Nyssa has left.

 

The 'good boy' comment from Kitty gets a sort of distant look from Keith but he shakes it off after a moment and nods, grinning. "Well good, cause underneath this suit is one pasty white boy... wearing his bathing suit too. The hot tub up here is exquisite, especially on clear nights when you see the lights of the city and the stars at once." Gestering a bit, he motions in the direction Selena arrived from, the hot tub region. "Would you two beautiful ladies like anything to drink before we immerse ourselves in boiling water?"

 

Ororo snags the boy's hands ever so lightly, her fingers folding over his knuckles unitl a tenuous grip is formed. Striding effortlessly towards the open dance arena, she moves with an irrevokable aspect to her footsteps, as if everything were decided and deliberate. When they reach the it, there is a dwelling pause, as the music thumps on, the starkly abnormal Ororo turning her eyes from the sky lit up with the stars and moon to reside on her dance partner. Suddenly, the grip she bares on his hand tightens, and with a single pull and forward slide, her body and his are pressed together, as her free hand loops around to hook against his back where it joins his pelvis, tilting him back at the waist as she hovers over, a smile spreading across her lips, "I'll lead."

 

Selena chuckles softly, then shakes her head. "Naw, I'm good. Thanks anyhow." Sliding her backpack off of her shoulder, she unzips it and puts her shirt inside, then casually unzips her pants and takes those off too. Luckily for everyone she does indeed have a pair of swim shorts on, black vinyl ones to match her bikini top, with a set of red dog pawprints on the back of them. "Last one in is...um..I dunno yet, but I'm sure I'll think of something!" Grinning like a cat, she sprints off towards the hot tub, shoving her pants into her bag so she doesn't get them wet.

 

Mirikon chuckles, and nods. "The first couple of months after I set out on the boxcars, I was suffering from TV withdrawall, but I got over it." He nods at her, and says, "Yes, I would like another drink I finished my first couple of cokes already. What can i get you?" He smiles at her, playing the role of the gentleman. It comes so naturally to this southern boy. He chuckles as he sees Amara's expression. "What, is she your ride home or something?"

 

Amara says, "Yeah, actually. I'm not worried or anything," Justin hasn't got a snowball's chance in her own flames with Tabitha; that she knows. But what if he upsets her roomie so much that Tabby storms out and forgets about her? Still, at the previous question, she shake her head, "Oh no, you misunderstand; I already have a drink; I just didn't bring it with me. I thought I'd get you one as well since I would have been heading over there anyway." But she won't argue if he insists. She likes being waited on. :>"

 

The simple task of dancing with Ms. Monroe is more important to Scott than the instructor will ever know. With the act of just walking to the dance area, he fells as though he is becomming accepted by the faculty of the Institute as the student leader, a sub-instructor as it were. And then he turns to face his dance partner and is shocked to be dipped so quickly. And his face reflects the change. Where once he was walking as tall as his 6 foot plus frame could go, he now looks more like a child who has just had his lollipop stolen by an adult. The horror or watching the older person take his candy and not understanding why. He doesn't fight the feeling of gravity and it's pull on him as Ororo states without question that she's leading this dance. So, Scott smiles and resolves to have fun not having to think about which direction to go, when to do the spinny thing. And, since his mind has a bit of free time, it decides to do a check of all the students that he knows are here. He notices that Tabitha and Justin are missing, having missed the spectacle of them leaving. But that thought quickly fades as his eyes settle on Tessa again.

 

Kitty doesn't notice Keith's distant look, but when he asks about refreshments, she nods "Yeah, a Coke would be great." Unlacing her top, she reveals a similar styled backless laced up bikini top. Good thing she undid the right set of lacing. She then slips off her skirt and sandles, dropping them into the small bag she was carrying, just for this reason.

 

Meanwhile, one more figure enters through the rooftop entrance. It's unfitting of him to show in less than a new outfit...but he's been run ragged since his return to the city. Deals to make, people to find. So, Shinobi Shaw's in what would be considered a dressy outfit for most, but 'slumming' for himself. But then, what he was going to wear got party fouled the previous night. Bless Maxine's good fashion sense. Curse her foul mouth. She'd be downright endearing if it wasn't for that attitude. Still, the white-clad snot has arrived, a duffel over one shoulder.

 

The bluehaired telepath watches, a like-colored eyebrow rising at the sudden dip. She meets Scott's gaze, and again, nods. What, must she give approval for everything? << Enjoy yourself, >> she advises the boy. For several moments she watches the pair dance, before she turns around, eyes alighting on Shinobi. She tips her head in greeting, raising a hand to wave slightly.

 

Mirikon smiles at Amara, and says, "Well, if worst comes to worst, you can always ride the bus back with me. It only takes a couple hours to get there." He chuckles, and looks back at the drink table. "Oh, well if you already got a drink, why don't you point it out for me, and I'll get it for you." He smiles, still trying to be nice.

 

Hearing Selena's challenge of last one in Keith looks abashed. "Hey! No fair! I'm dressed in a full out suit here!" Heading to the food table, Keith slips out of his white coat and shirt as well, setting them on a chair. Grabbing a can of coke and following the two girls to the hottub he puts down his drink and Kitty's along the edge before slipping out of his shoes, and pants. Not to give anyone the creepys, he's wearing a pair of black and blue shorts with red flames around the legs, fun trunks. But the entire process is long and by time he finishes, he is blushing greatly beneath his translucent skin. "Looks like I lost..."

 

Eeeew, he's wearing an outfit that was worn more than once? How positively revolting! Amara'd not be caught dead in a fancy outfit that people had seen more than once on her! Taking a step or two backwards, she tugs at a finger of her gloves, glancing towards Shinobi curiously, and then to the others. The sight of Scott dancing with Ororo - not that 'Mara knows it's Ororo - brings a quick grin to her face; stifling a giggle. "Right over there." Amara points towards the drink on the table; at the same time spying Tessa. "Oh! I see someone else I know. I'll be right over there;" the hand which was formerly pointing to the glass now shifts to point towards Tessa, and Amara carefully heads over towards the girl, tossing a light, 'THa~anks!" towards Mirikon. ^_^

 

 

Selena hops in, careful not to send too much water splashing or anything as she tosses her bookbag a couple feet away. Leaning back and letting out a sigh, she smiles towards Keith. "Yeah, but you still get to be in a hot tub with two girls, right? So if I was a guy, I wouldn't count that as losing. Sides, I like the trunks. Stuff with flames rocks." She scoots down to make room for the other two as she makes herself comfy again.

 

Ororo takes Scott in hand in a perfectly practiced, almost victorian manner, leading him as if into a waltz, even as some strange hip-raver remix plays. Despite her unorthodox choice of style for the ambience, it seems to flow with a strange synchronization. Feet shift gracefully across the dance floor, even four inch heels unable to impede her disciplined elegance. Risking a sudden twist of her wrist, she sends Scott spinning out from her, bonded by clasped hands, before drawing him back in the same, smoothe manner. When they meet, there is another slow dip, and it lingeres, as the tone of the song draws to a slow point, a grating moment of a frozen few chords inbetween surges of intensity.

 

Kitty slips into the pool and nods, grinning at Selena "Yeah, like most guys would kill to be in his position, don'tcha think?" She grabs her coke and opens it, hearing that refreshing hiss.

 

Mirikon heads over to the drink table, and gets Amara's glass, as well as another coke for himself. He smiles, and walks over to where Amara is now, and hands the drink to her. He chuckles a bit as he watches the guy in the red glasses trying to dance with the older woman, and shakes his head slightly. He opens the can of coke, and takes a sip.

 

Sliding in to the bubbling water, Keith chuckles a bit. "Well, that's not in question, but ya know, like all males... I just hate losing." The flame statement draws a blank until he looks down and smiles, "Oh yeah, these... these are fun trunks. Settling in, he finds himself between the other two as any good albino would. "So... uhm... here we are. Under the stars. In a hot tub." Guess who's feeling nervous right now.

 

Shinobi meanwhile hasn't seen Scott, not that he has any clue why that would bother him anyways. Kitty...is recognized, eyes glancing over the bikini, and Tessa's wave is returned with a smile, as he begins heading over. Some kid he met in Japanese four was mentioning the shindig, and then, he spots Mirikon, whom is on his way. And so, Shaw moves along, clapping a hand on the tall rogue's shoulder, giving an easy grin. "Ey Miri, didn't expect you to be hitting the city so soon. Guess everyone heard about this bash, huh?" he asks, as he continues his path towards Tessa, slow enough to catch some returning comments.

 

Jace taps Bryce on the shoulder gently. "Come 'ere," he says, moving with long strides to a corner of the crowd. He looks over his shoulder to make sure the boy is keeping up. He stops and turns 'round. "Look around. Do you see any humans you know of? It's getting hot in this coat and I really want to take it off."

 

Bryce glances about as Jace asks. He frowns, "Those people I do know I think are all....special....but there are a ferw I don't know. Perhaps ask Ororo....she's a teacher an all. Ya can't go wrong askin an elder."

 

<<You too.>> Yet in Scott's thoughts there is a definate trace of longing and desire to be spending this time with the one reading his mind. But, he's also glad that she seems to be having fun. And, if anyone's keeping score, he hasn't thought of Miss Grey all evening. And then Scott's attention snaps back to his dance partner. This wasn't waht he was expecting at all. It's about all he can do to keep up with her, and he shows a definate lack of grace as he tries to keep up. Maybe it'd be easier to lead after all. But still, he's determined to do his best. And as he begins to finally catch on to the dance, he's spun out from his partner. He almost thinks that this is her way of telling him he sucks at this. Then as he comes to the end of his spin, he remembers the old video's he's seen of people dancing, and he knows the next part, spine already preparing to be dipped. And, for what seems the first time since the dancing began, Scott slides gracefully back into the arms of the disguised Weather Witch and then leans back into the dip seamlessly. His smile is growing as he's catching on to this form of dance.

 

Selena smirks faintly at Kitty. "One would think, yeah. But I doubt Keith's like most guys. Which I hope is a good thing." She glances over at the nervous kid and tries not to laugh. "I guess so. Kinda nice, huh? Least it's not storming out, or anything like that. And there's no stupid idiots running around ruining the fun. Makes things a little easier on me. I'm not all stressed, so I won't wig out or anything." Taking a deep breath, she slips down under the water long enough to get her hair wet.

 

Tessa has stopped moving, and gone back to watching Scott and Ororo dance. If she watches, she'll remember how to do this later, after all. "Oh, hello there, Amara," she says, turning to glance at the girl. "I didn't realize you were coming. Here with anyone?" she asks, apparently curious. She sips her Coke absently, now looking to Amara. "I hope you did have a decent drive up here."

 

Kitty wiggles her toes under the water. Yay hot tubs, they're so comfy. "Well, just don't think of it as losing then." she offers, not really sure how to finish the statement, she just lets it hang and moves on. "Yeah, it's like, pretty nice out. Good for a party." Nodding as Selena speaks, she gives a curious look "Wig out?"

 

"It's totally relaxing." Keith confirms before blinking and realizing he's talking like Kitty again. That really needs to stop. The freaking out part gets him to chuckle a bit, and grin to Selena before a thought crosses his mind. "Kitty... how did you talk the professor in to escaping to come to the party anyway?"

 

Amara , when she gets to Tessa's side, offers a spirited, "Hey!" To the girl with whom breakfast was shared just that morning. She really will have to return the favor sometime. "How're you holding up?" Regarding the headache's she means; not speaking in the literal sense. "Well, I didn't know you were coming either, so I guess that makes us even." Grins Amara, "Yeah, I came with Tabitha, my roommate. She's around here somewhere - Justin (slight roll of her eyes) dragged her out to talk to her, so she should be back any minute." She nods with a grin, "And we had a good drive up here; Are you with someone?" Glancing briefly around the room to see if Tabitha returned yet, Amara waves to Mirikon in case he lost sight of them, and grins towards Scott and Ororo, nodding her head to the pair for Tessa's benefit. "Get a load of them; they're pretty good." Now that Scott's getting into it, anyway. "Do you know who his dance partner is?"

 

Mirikon laughs, and smiles at Shinobi. "Yeah, I heard about a party, and thought that I would drop in. Nothing like a little shindig to get your mind off of things, eh?" He laughs, and turns back to laugh under his breath at Scott getting tossed around like a rag doll.

 

Mirikon smiles at Amara, and hands her her drink.

 

Selena mms, then nods once. "Wig out. Yeah. I'm not a big fan of crowds, or parties much, so I tend to get a bit...snappy if I'm around 'em for too long. Which isn't good with me." Her fangs are bared in an oddly non-threatening smile as she glances towards the sky. "I really need to talk Lex into getting one of these..."

 

Kitty bites her lip "Well, I didn't actually ask him for this, cause like everyone kinda knew about it, and I was able to get a ride with Scott... though Justin actually drove me, cause Scott was delayed. But I'm sure he doesn't mind, it's just a little party. But I'm gonna come another time too, so we can have, like, a whole weekend of fun, kay? Then I'll have to check it out with him." To Selena, she nods "Yeah, huge crowds kinda suck."

 

Ororo moves in cohesion with her partner, drawing him up as a hand glides up along his spine to lead him, her fingers trailing through the cloth, sparks of sensation at how they touch him, as if the puppeteer's hands working the marionette's strings. Her own eyes seem far away, her expression like some portrait of meditative disappearance, slipping into a non existance where there is nothing but her and the song, and she becomes a stormy sea on which Scott must simply ride. Flowing with him, as the music picks up, so do they, and soon, they're repeating the same pattern, the same elegant, classical manuvers, and yet as they curve and spin on the edge of every note, it's more intense and swift, as if racing to keep up, to match the melody. Woven into the tune they almost seem to vanish as a part of it, the woman leading the boy as her body entertwines and blends him in time with her own, a victim or participant of her submission to ambience. Captivated and hypnotized by passion, a hand draws up to his face and a single finger pulls at the ridge of his glasses, freeing him of the ruby quartz, her free hand moving in to replace it, fingers folding over his eyes. It's brought to her lips, one arm of the shades clipped between her lips, her head swaying sideways to let drip the sensation of the crystal compound along his jaw towards his earlobe, the hand that guides him still pressing all the harder to his back until her body and his are joined, the beat of one heart pulsing with the other.

 

A whole weekend of fun? That makes Keith's eyebrow curl up a bit and he smiles in a half-scared kind of way. Kitty fun usually involves lots of shopping, but he leaves it for now, latching on instead to the big crowds part. "Yeah, I was actually a bit freaked out to come home to a massive crowd hanging out in my house... but it's been really normal and the people are all cool from what I can tell.. not that I plan on talking to any of them as I've found the best place in the city to be right now."

 

William has arrived.

 

Jace looks up, glancing around the party with pale emeralds. "Miss Ororo?" he echoes. He frowns as he spots her dancing with Scott. "She's busy right now, it seems. Maybe I should just leave," he says, shoving his hands in his pockets.

 

Selena glances curiously to Kitty, but decides not to pry into the girl's personal life. She just slides back under the water again, but this time she doesn't come back up after a few seconds. Or a few minutes. She still looks alive, though, even if her eyes are closed, and that has to count for something. Right?

 

        The return of William comes just as his original entrance did. Without fanfare or flair. He simply enters and dispenses a few nods about as he moves into the party to mingle and mix with the various folks peopling the gathering.

 

Kitty smiles "Cause you did suggest a weekend visit right Keith? Cause I haven't seen anything but Scott's car and the apartment building. I wanna see New York, you know." Giggling at Keith's compliment, she smiles "Aww, that's sweet." Noting Selena, she glances curiously at the girl again. "She ok?"

 

out of Blade Runner, almost.. if they had fancied it up some it would look like that exactly.  The other reason it has four wheels is that it spreads them out on corners, giving it better handling by far.  They separate to provide stability then merge into one huge wheel again on the straightaways."

 

"Yeah, I totally expect you to come up again when I'll have time to show you the city." Keith nods before looking over at Selena underwater. "Er... I don't know. I think so...?" Reaching his hand underwater, he swims it over towards Selena's leg and gently taps her leg, seeing if she responds at all to the touch.

 

Selena blinks, opening one eye then the other, grinning up at the others. The fangs are gone, it seems, replaced by something fluttering on either side of her neck. It seems she's decided to grow a set of gills.

 

Scott is begining to thoroughly enjoy the dance to the point that his thoughts trail away from where he is, and focuses on what he's doing, and who he's doing it with. He's never seen Ororo like this, and truth be told, he's enjoying it. As the pair speeds up, so does Scott's heart rate. The dance is now taking over his whole being, surrendering his thoughts and body to the music and the movement. His movements are becomming more bold, and as he's comming to the decission that it's his turn to send her for a spin. As they move out of the last step in the spinning box motion of the Waltz-like dance, he's about to send his partner the cue to take her turn, when a finger slowly makes it's way up his face to the bridge of his nose. Knowing that Ororo is aware of his condition, he doesn't pull back like he would with someone like Taryn, when they used to dance. Instead, he remains focused on the dance. Luckily, years and years of people taking his glasses as a way to taunt him have trained him that at the first sensation of movement from his shades, his eyelids are to close. That is pretty much the only reason Ororo still has a head at the moment. His first reaction is almost always panic at the fact that his secret might be revealed, so he clenches his eyes closed with as much force as he can put into this eyelids. His panic is worn all across his face, even as he is brought in closer for the dance to continue. <<Um.>>

 

"Me? Yes, I came with someone," replies Tessa. She nods towards Scott and Ororo. "I came with him." Most girls would be upset at having their date dragged off to dance with another woman. Not Tessa. Some emotional reaction would be healthy, too, one would think. "At least, he is enjoying himself," she replies, occasionally looking back to watch the two. "I do not think I would have been good company for him, at any rate. I must be dreadfully dull, at times." She wouldn't be surprised if Scott found her dull. He wouldn't be the first. "Your roommate must have the patience of the gods."

 

Kitty giggles at Selena and noting the gills, understands a bit more about her. "Neat." she says softly, looking at them for a moment more. Not polite to stare after all. To Keith, she nods "Yeah, I still got your number, so we can arrange something."

 

Smiling to Kitty, Keith nods. "Definately... Heck, I'll even let you have my room and I'll hit the couch... you won't find that sort of horrible service anywhere else in the city." His hand that's still underwater, goes towards Selena's neck where the gills are and gently brushes them in an investigative sort of way.

 

Leaving the boy blind and at her mercy, Ororo continues to draw him through the final throes of the music. Now, all he can do is hear, and feel, and she manipulates him with no ability to fight the vertigo with sight, as if in some way she were making him fly, bleed into the music as a floating, weightless note. Then, with a gush of wind, what seems like a dream becomes reality, as arms fold around the boy and both spin sharply straight up into the air, as if they were caught on the end of some twisted thread that untwined with a shattering speed. The tails of her coat snap against her, the boy's shirt ruffled violently under her fingertips, and the ground beneath their feet gone. Yet, it is altogether brief, a fleeting display that seems nothing more than an impressive feat of the pair. And when they land, Scott is once again dipped backwards, the woman's right under poised between his shoulder blades to hold him prone, as the other rests on his chest, feeling his heart pulse. As she holds him there, her face drifts to hold just inches above his own, with ruby quartz glasses still fixed between her lips. Her jaw loosens, and they fall, slipping perfectly back into place. At the same moment, the music ends.

 

Amara blinks at Tessa, following her nod towards Scott and Ororo. An the slightest arch of an eyebrow is given at the dancers, before Amara looks back to Tessa. "Why wouldn't you be good company for him?" She puzzles, casting a quick glance to Mirikon in thanks as she takes the glass from him. Sipping lightly from it, she continues to Tessa, "I don't think you're dull at all.. Why should anyone else?" A slight giggle at the latter half, "Patience of the gods? I don't know about that - why?" Wow; Y'know, it's suddenly much more interesting to watch Ororo and Scott dancing than it is to dance herself. o_o

 

Selena listens to the other two, although it's a bit distorted due to the water and all. She eyes the approaching hand a bit warily but doesn't move, doesn't go to snap at it or anything. For once. At the touch the gills flutter a bit and she squints her eyes, a few bubbles escaping her lips as she tries her best not to laugh.

 

Mirikon chuckles at Tessa. "I don't think you are dull. You strike me as one of the intellectual types. Some people find different things to be dull. I'm sure that there are many people who find me dull at times." He chuckles, and offers his hand to her. "Hey there, I'm Mirikon." He smiles at her, and then turns to nod at Amara. He sips the coke in his hand, and chuckles slightly as the two dancers go flying into the air.

 

Kitty nods "Sounds like a good deal, but like, don't worry, I'm fine on the couch." Looking as Keith touches the gills, she giggles. "Careful, she might bite."

 

        Things seem well in hand here, folks dancing, folks talking, folks swimming. Yes it is indeed a party going on. No fights or anything. Which is mainly what he was on the look out for. With no trouble in sight upstairs he considers heading back down. That would defeat the purpose of the party though. He's hear to meet new people, not just stay with those he already knows. That leaves to choices, talking people or swimming people and since he's still not wearing trunks, talking people it is. He starts making his way towards Mirikon's little crowd.

 

The sensation of moving at the speeds this dance has gone to without the use of one's eyes is a rather trippy sensation. Yet he trusts that Ororo won't do anything to put him in mortal danger. She's an instructor, after all. If he can't trust those that have given their lives to helping them, then who can he trust. Still, this is rather abnormal. No, screw that. This is sick. Both figuratively and comming soon, literally. The twisting is enough to send Scott's stomach into a fit. Hearing the music begin the final climax that usually denotes the end of the song, the Student Leader hopes that he can hold out for long enough. Then the Teacup Ride at Disney for the Blind begins. The wind sends his hair into disarray as his clothing begins sending little stings of pain up his entire body as it whips against him. He grips Ororo tighter, knowing that this is her doing and that she is the one person at the moment that can keep him from certain doom. As the wind dies down, a swell of relief washes over Scott, landing in the dipped pose as his face registers his glasses returning to his face. A few silent moments pass as the music ends and the boy straightens up, slowly opening his eyes. "Wow." is all he can get out.

 

"What would you have me talk to him about, Amara?" asks Tessa, quietly, so as to not be overheard by everyone. "I do not know what would be appropriate, again." But that doesn't seem to bother her. "It was an impressive dance, was it not?" Mirikon receives an arched eyebrow in return. "Tessa," she replies, extending her hand.

 

Grinning as Selena lets him touch her gills, Keith pulls his hand away and then hears the familiar beeping coming from the pocket of his pants he left beside the hot tub. "Erk... hold on, must be work paging... I need to answer that and give them a call back." Pausing, he leans over and smiles at Kitty again. "I'll be back as soon as possible." Looking at Selena, who is underwater, he mouths the same thing then actually finds a wink in him before slipping out of the hottub.

 

Amara shakes her head lightly, giving a small shrug, "I don't know. This is a social gathering so.. I guess pretty much anything. I mean.. you know, stuff that you want to know about him. Likes, dislikes, hobbies. That sort of thing, I guess." Muses Amara. As the topic switches back to the dance, Amara nods lightly, grinning, "Yeah, it really was." She giggles quickly, her voice confiding to the pair, "Though it looked a lot like Scott was going to get flung halfway across the room a moment there." No doubt he thought the same, the way he clung to Ororo ^_^

 

Mirikon nods to Tessa and shakes her extended hand gently. "Nice to meet you, Tessa." He smiles, and looks over as William approaches their little group. "Hello there. And who might you be?" He chuckles, and turns back to Amara. "Yeah, he looked like a rag doll at a couple of points there."

 

Ororo rises back into a full stance once the music is over, fingerless-glove hand lifting to adjust her own shades again, purple barriers disguising her gaze. She lets lingere a moment of strange silence after Scott's remark, before replying evenly, "Thank you for the dance." A swift, elegant twist to turn from him, the folds of her coat wrapping in a supple billow behind her, as she strides for the exit, "Try not to stay up too late." In the midst of vanishing, "Don't drink." And she's gone.

 

Selena blinks, then nods as she finally manages to get a gist on what Keith said, before sitting up and shaking her head a few times to get some of the water out of her hair. "Yeesh. Need to do that more often. Really cleans out my sinuses," she comments, rubbing her neck as the gills close up and vanish. "Man, your job really likes to get on you, huh? And just when we were havin' fun, too." Wait. Could she actually sound somewhat...let down? Is that even possible with her? "See ya 'round, then?"

 

Jace sighs heavily. He pulls back his hood as he meanders over to the pool. Standing adjacent to it, he gazes down into the water. "No, I better not," he says to himself in a barely convincing tone. He turns slowly and walks over to the elevator. "Don't like parties much, anyway."

 

Kitty smiles to Keith "It's ok. I should probly head on home soon, or at least try and catch a ride." Biting her lip, she turns to Selena "Sorry to leave yah. Oh, by the way... that was pretty cool."

 

Before disappearing inside, Keith grins at Selena. "You certainly will." In response to his question, then adds to Kitty. "You too, call me." Grabbing something out of his pocket, he pulls a business card type thing out and tosses it towards Selena. "That goes for you too." Then, with a final bow, he slips back towards the house.

 

Jace has left.

 

Scott remains standing in the middle of the floor for a few more moments as he watches Ororo depart, reorienting himself to what it's like to not be moving. He slowly starts to walk over to where Tessa has formed quite the crowd. He walks up, hair a mess and that nice crease in his jeans gone. He moves around the group and takes up a position next to and about 6 inches behind his date. He gives them all a smile and lets out a breathless "Hey."

 

Tessa nods slightly. "Indeed. Didn't it, though? I hardly think he would be an appropriate wall decoration, however," she replies. Making a joke? "Has your friend left on you, Amara? I have not seen her yet." She pauses, glancing as Scott returns. "And that would be your workout for the next week, would it? I think you will have to thank her for helping you trim off some excess weight."

 

Selena grabs the card, then smiles at Kitty. "Yeah, just one of the many cool tricks I can pull off. But don't tell anyone. Tends to freak people out who aren't in the know." She hoists herself up out of the hot tub, then stands. "Hey, best head on home then, don't wanna hear about you gettin' into trouble. And I should go check up on my ride. Was nice meeting you, though!" Grabbing her bag, she waves to Kitty and begins to make her way towards the elevator.

 

Amara giggles into her gloved hands at Tessa's quip, nodding agreement, "He'd be a regular Pica-" eep, he's back! Amara /grins/ at Scott as he joins them, lifting gloved hands to give the elder a standing ovation. Giggling as she does applaud for his performance ^.^ "Hi Scott! Nice moves out there." She brings a hand to her mouth, stifling a soft giggle of amusement. Now Scott, this is where you take your date and go use those moves to show her a good time. G'wan, g'wan! Although, at Tessa's question as to the whereabouts of her roomie, Amara glances around, a small frown creasing her brow, "I'm...not sure..." She wouldn't have ditched her would she? Gasp!

Kitty slips out of the water as well and grabs her bag, smiling to Selena "Yeah, I'll be careful. See yah later, probly in school at least." Waving, she searches for her ride too.

 

Selena has left.

 

Scott lets out a laugh at Tessa's joke. She's gotten better with them in the short time he's known her. "Yeah. It was definately intense." He places a hand on the young woman's shoulder and leaves it there, any nervousness at what to do on this date having flown out of him at a hieght of 10 feet above the top floor. He turns his attention to Amara and her clapping, "Thanks Amara. But it was mostly Ororo with the moves. I was just following." He pauses for a moment and then asks, "Having a good time?"

 

        A polite nod is given to Mirkon by way of greeting, bow to Tessa and another to Amara, who's at least a familiar face. "William Conner Marsh at yer service.. some party eh?" He grins roguishly as he deftly slides himself into the grouping. At Tessa's words of Amara's friends he looks towards two girls, "I'd nae be too worried if tis Tab'tha ye mean by tha' I saw her as I was comin' out o' Mira's place." Tabith. In Mira's place. Sure nothing to worry about there.

 

Mirikon smiles at Tessa, and raises an eyebrow at Scott. "Yes, you seemed to be at a loss at certain points." Like, half the dance. He chuckles lightly, and looks around to make sure his clothes are still where he left them. After all, they're the only ones he owns, which kindof makes him a bit protective of them.

 

Amara giggles lightly, clasping her hands again at the question, "Yeah, I've been having fun." Fun watching mostly though. She glances towards William, curious for the news he has on Tabitha -- er.. Oh lordie; no, nothing to worry about at /all/. "What was she doing down there..?" she puzzles, more to herself than to William. See, /she/ doesn't know the alcohol is down there.

 

Scott lets out a polite chuckle at Mirikon's comment. Turning to face William, he raises a brow. See, /he/ does know that the alchahol is down there. Hoping that young Tabitha has the good sense to not be stupid. He takes a half step foward and looks down at Tessa, "What about you? Having a good time?" By heeminy, he's determined to finish his date with Tessa if it's the last thing he does tonight.

 

Mirikon raises an eyebrow at the reactions to Tabitha being downstairs. He has no idea about the alcohol, but he can guess given their reactions. He smiles wryly, and shakes his head. Never trust minors to not be stupid when it comes to alcohol. After all, he's been drinking since he was 15, so why wouldn't these kids? But it isn't his place to say such things here, since he is just the outsider.

 

        With an innocent whistle William gives a shrugging of shoulders, "Och I dunno. Prolly jest wan'ed ta talk ta Mira is all." That's his story and he's sticking to it. Of course there is the faintest of hints of alcohol upon his breath. The very faintest, just something to have loosened him up a bit with all these strangers. "'m sure everythin's jest fine..." He pauses in thought and picks the name up from Scott's comment, "Amara is it? No need ta worry yerself o'er it." Scott's name he's gained from Mirikon's words, which leaves Tessa still unidentified for the moment.

 

"I am. I was watching you dance. Very impressive." Tessa raises her hands, clapping softly. "Then Amara and I began talking." She tilts her head towards Scott. "Did you enjoy the dance, however?"

 

Ick. Cheap alcohol isn't it? Amara wrinkles her nose a bit, turning her head away slightly so she doesn't have to breath in the odor when William speaks. "I suppose so." she grants. Well .. she's pretty sure Tabitha won't start drinking - she's the designated driver for crying out loud. On the other hand, Amara also takes a discreet step.. away from the group, eyeing the door. What /is/ going on downstairs anyway? Jumping a bit as her name is spoken, Amara manages a quick nod. Eheh. >.> Oh look at that, her drink's all done. And she also needs to use the ladies room, on that note. Glancing at Mirikon, she taps the glass with her finger, "Scuze me a moment." She scoots back from the group, threading her way to the bathrooms. And while she's off -- maaaaaaaybe she'll go and steal her designated driver back. >.> Maybe.

 

Miranda has arrived.

 

Mirikon nods to Amara as she cuts out. It isn't his place to talk about people he just met, after all. He chuckles, though, and looks at the rest of the group, not quite knowing what to think about them. He smiles, and then finishes off his can of coke. He tosses the can in the direction of the trash can, but misses, badly. "Oh well, that's why I never played basketball." He goes to pick up the can, and get himself a new one.

 

Scott gives a smile as an attempt at charm takes over his higher brain functions. "I did. But not as much as I would have enjoyed dancing with you." And there you have it kids, Scott's attempts at flirting. Then, as if to make the statement complete, he asks, "Would you like to? Dance that is."

 

Amara has left.

 

And out comes Mira, about to enjoy herself dancing, blissfully unaware of exactly what is happening to her little gathering. Some people do not know how to have fun. Smiling to herself, pretty steady but her eyes are a bit glassy, she's dragging off of a clove cigarette.."..Where the hell'd everyone go?"

 

Mirikon raises an eyebrow as he sees Mira return. He raises his voice and says, "I think some of them went home. Something about having to get up in the morning." He chuckles, and heads back to the group, holding a new can of coke.

 

        William scratches his head as Amara heads for the hills... or the restrooms.. or where ever. "Twas it somethin' I said?" He shrugs his shoulders and gazes around in time to catch Mira's entrance. "Ah an' there's the hostess herself.. evenin' 'gain ta ye Mira."

 

An arm is reached out in William's direction, to wrap around his waist as Miranda gives a soft, relaxing little laugh, smiling to herself and the few left.."..D*mn shame...I was just about to start dancing. Well...you are all welcome to come downstairs and crash, if you need..Things are finally mellowing out. But..You do owe me a dance, Will.." And a kiss is placed to his cheek.

 

Mirikon smiles at miranda, and shakes his head. "Don't worry about me. There's a 4AM bus back to where I came from, so I'll just take that if I can't get a ride." He chuckles at the obviously drunk Miranda, and sips his coke, just relaxing, and having a good time.

 

        Now how could William resist an offer like that? That wonderful voice, the feel of Mira's arm wrapping about his waist, and the brushing of lips upon his cheek. Makes him forget all about how snuggly she was with that 'Trey' fellow. No he's certainly not turning down the invite to take her for a spin around the dance floor. "Duty calls folks.." he comments to the gathering, then to Mira, "Righ' ye are.. an' I always pay me debts.. shall we?"