The Return of an Angel

February 05, 2017:

Deadzone and Rogue meet Angel and Meggan

Music room at Xavier's Institute

A large, open classroom with large teirs. Chairs sit upon the teirs in an orchestral arrangement.

Characters

NPCs: classroom of music students

Mentions: Iceman

Plot:

Mood Music: [*\# None.]


Fade In…

It's Sunday, and the Xavier's music teacher is holding her class. The music room is filled with laughter and music, the Pink Panther theme being performed. Nancy is smiling as she conducts the class, watching everyone and listening carefully for anyone that needs to be given a bit more instruction.

**

Carrying an eggo, stolen from Bobby, in his hand, Warren has made himself a breakfast sandwich from it. Dressed in a simple t-shirt, pajama pants and slippers, the wings are on full display. There's no need to hide them within the school - not that he could hide them anyway. Hearing the music playing, the sleepy angel takes a bite of the sandwich and leans against the doorframe to listen. And of course, check out the hot music teacher leading the class. His eggowich waves lazily in the wind, conducting the band from behind, poorly of course. From here, he looks like the same old Angel..

…the same old Angel with feathered wings and pale skin.

**

Rogue is in the class already checking the hot music teacher out while she teachers her class.

She's seated on a table with her legs crossed under her and her hands in her lap and a smile on her face. She's got a black denim jacket on over a white tshirt and a blong skirt that she has draped down over the desk. Rogue glanced over to see Warren enter and she raised up a gloved left hand to wave it at the Angelic One!

**

Some of the students were here when Apocolypse came, when Angel succumbed to his macchinations and turned him into Archangel. They remember the troubles, the fighting, the deaths. And so, upon seeing the old, and supposedly dead, Warren Worthington standing in the doorway, the students that know that this can't be real faulter in their playing. Some even stop and stare.
The goth is dressed in black pleather pants that are like a second skin, ankle boots, and a black sheer blouse worn under a black and green brocade corset. Strands of green are in her hair, worn in high ponytails today. As the music starts to come to a clumsy stop, Nancy looks to the door. She was *not* here during the Apocalypse. She was off planet at the time, so wasn't around to see the hell that had occured or been able to help.
"Hey Warren. Just teaching my class. Can I help you?"

**

With some of the students looking at him, Warren would probably be confused, if he wasn't wearing sunglasses to hide his eyes. "Didn't mean to interrupt.." he says with a little frown and takes a bite of his sandwich and considers the students. "I know I'm pretty, but not that distracting." he offers absently with a little tossle of his hair with his free hand as he steps back. Though he does give Nancy a good once over. So that's who Bobby was engaged to. He's unable to hide a little snicker.

**

"Swooon!" Rogue actually says upon watching Warren do the hair flip and hearing him say how pretty he is. She grins big and then goes silent again from wherest (new word) she is perched on the table in the back corner next to a window. She grinned at some of the students who looked at her, but otherwise let Nancy deal with the hot man that just interrupted her class.

*

Nancy laughs as Warren calls himself pretty. "You never change, do you Warren?" This gets a buzz from the class as they start talking amongst themselves. Nancy looks to her class and arches a brow. "Okay, guys, we have another 10 minutes of class, but how 'bout I let you go now. Just make sure you practice for an extra 10 minutes." The class cheers and is rushing out the door, more then a few staring at Angel as they pass.

*

Glancing down at a few of the kids as they pass, Warren offers a waning smile but returns his attention to the two women in the room. "Is my fly open? I haven't gotten glared at like that since I told my dad I was keeping the wings." he says, chewing down the rest of the sandwich to enter the music room more fully.

*

Rogue watched Nancy dismiss the students and she just slipped off of the desk in the back and smoothed her skirt out as she walked toward the front of the music room then and heard Warren's question. "I sure as shit hope so." She said with a grin toward Warren and then sighed dramatically. "Alas, it does not appear t'be howeve'ah." The southern gal grinned then. "That was fun though, Nancy… thanks for lettin' me sit in on it. I wish I weren't tone deaf."

*

Meggan 's bright laugh is heard before her. "No kids. I'm not an Elf. My name is Meggan." A beat, "Yes I'm from England, that's why the accent." The blonde is clearly in a good mood as she comes walking around the door to see what teacher just dismissed a class. She's in uniform as usual and steps into the music class room. "Hello!"

*

Nancy raises her shoulders in a shrug. "I've no clue. They're teenagers. They could be talking about the latest thing you said or did on ETV." She goes to join Marie, ruffling her hair. Yep, Nancy gets to touch Rogue skin to skin and she takes advantage or it.
Still holding Marie around her waist, she looks to the new person that enters her class. "Well, hello there, new face. Teacher? Student? Or *other*?"

*

There's a bit of a blush as Warren gets checked out by Rogue, but he ends up with a grin after a moment. "At least take me to dinner first, Anna-Marie." he says with a wink at her as the new girl arrives and he huhs, checking out the lovely elfin like creature that is clearly not an elf. "Hello Meggan from England. I'm Warren from the Hamptons, that's Marie from the deep South, and uh.. Nancy from.. where are you from, anyway?"

*

Rogue leaned her head over on Nancy's shoulder after getting the head pettings and she smiled at the attention. "You're quite welcome, Warboy." She said at the Angel before smiling at Megan and offering a wave of her gloved left hand. "Heya again." She told the familar face. "I met Megan out by the lake. She totally flew in from England, not sure how tired her arms were though." She said with a sly grin. "I know I don't risk flyin' that far though… I'd wanna stop and rest, but… I hear there's not a lotta places t'do that out there in the oceany areas."

*

Meggan smiles warmly to the three others in there. "Not sure how to answer that," she says to Nancy. "Um… A or C I think. Depending how you look at it." She takes a moment to study Angel's wings, "Nice ploomage. Is it hard to preen?" She sort of was introduced so doesn't repeather name another time. "Nice to meet you Nancy, and Warren. I've heard of you some I believe." Commenting on the later. She notices Rogue touching someone an looks like she may ask the obvious but doesn't want to pry. "There are more ships in the ocean then you think and island to land at. But the non stop flight is not all bad. Not interrupting anything am I?"

*

"I'm a native, Warren. Brooklyn." She shakes her head and rolls her eyes, not surprised that he doesn't remember her that well. He was always a bit of a playboy, and besides that it's been over 2 years since she saw him last.
Nancy and Anna-Marie stay close, but she reaches her hand out to Meggan. "Should warn you, I'm a null. If your power keeps you alive, don't shake."

*

Which is why Warren isn't getting too close. He doesn't want to be all wingless and no telling what it would do to his physiology as he grins at Meggan. "It can be a total pain, but if you ever want to join me in the bath to help me tend to them, I definetly wouldn't complain." he says with a grin that suggests that he's probably winking at her underneath his sunglasses.

Turning his attention back to the cuddlebugs, he grins. "Good to see that you handled.. the breakup with Bobby well." there's a little snicker at that. "I didn't even know the two of you were engaged!"

*

Rogue grinned at Megan. "I guess I hadn't thought of boats'n'islands out there… wait, are there any islands between here and England?" Rogue looked confused in-thought for a moment. "I don't know geography so much." She grinned a bit before shaking her head at Warren's flirting.

"You're legit worse than I am with the flirtin', Warboy." She shook her head then. "Oh, an' I threw a bucket'a water at Bobby just t'see if he'd short-out an' make sure he wasn't a Robot… He used his ice form thing though, so I guess that also means he's not a robot. Robots probably couldn't do that, right?" She looked between everyone then.

*

Meggan is starting to reach for Nancy's hand and then looks at it. "Far as I know I was born with my powers." She isn't sure what would happen. But it should't be hard to let go. She will take the hand to shake in a friendly greetig. Soon as they touch her form shifts. She grows several inches taller, her hair grows fuller bigger, and reaches the floor as it sparkles wit an inner light. Her eyes go to being glowing green with a black line edging it. Voice almost musical, "It is nice to meet you. And I would be happy to help you sometime Warren. Wings can take more upkeep then some realize. And it depends on how you go, Rogue."

*

Nancy chuckles over at Warren. "Yeah, well, I got cold feet and ran off. Wouldn't be surprised if *my* Bobby doesn't exactly want to talk to me anymore. Still want to know what happened with the Bobby we have here though. I mean, like, 6 years younger then mine?" Though Meggan soon gets her full attention when their hands meet. Her jaw drops, blinking in awe. "Ummmm, wow. Uhhh… so you… make yourself *less* attractive? Probably good. For the rest of us."

*

"Wait. Bobby's younger here?" Warren asks in some confusion as he straightens up. "He's like.. 15 here now?" the idea of flirting the etheral creature is lost for the moment as he looks between the two women to get some confirmation on what age Bobby is. Which may not bode well for what age Warren is.

*

Rogue's eyes also went wide when Meggan showed off her abilities. "Wow." She said. "Like Rapunzel… except more shiney." She flashed Meg a grin. She shook her head at Warren then. "Not fifteen. He's like twenty or so, I think. He's up in his room, last I saw… hidin' from everyone cause they're all talkin' about it and makin' him feel bad. Which, in-turn, makes me feel bad -for- him. I mean, whateve'ah is goin' on with him, it doesn't sound like its his fault."

*

The tall shiny blonde lets go and lets her form dim and shrink down to the one that walked into the room a moment ago. She is blushing and looking rather embarrassed. "I.. like being considered part of everyone and thing. Not making myself stand out that much. Crossing her arms over her tummy as she ducks hr head a bit. "I liked that movie, she was fun. I can relate to a blonde that grew up alone and away from everything." She tries to join in on the Iceman question, "Did Bobby change realities or something? Those cross-time capers can be so problematic."

*

Nancy takes a deep breath when she and Meggan part hands. "Wow… thank you. If you looked like that all the time, it might make things a little awkward." She looks over to Rogue, mouthing the word "Wow!" again. When Warren asks about the problem with the two Bobbies, Nancy shakes her head. "No. My bobby was 4 years older then me. This one is like 19 or so. And yeah, I'm figuring it'ss ome sort of reality swap. I wish people would just let it drop though. It's upsetting this Bobby unfairly."

*

"Uh.. then he's the right age." Warren says in confusion. "He's two years younger than me." the feathered one says as he rubs the back of his head as he considers the others. "I mean, that's the way it's always been."

Uhtoh.

*

Rogue looked to Megan and offered her a frown and then a small smile. "Well, you stay with us an' you won't gotta be alone no more… Unless ya end u hatin' all'a us, then well… I don't know. BUT, I hope ya don't hate us, cause we're great!" The southern gal then nodded her head two quick short times. "Bobby seems to be replaced by a younge'ah version'a Bobby, ya know… like how a man in his fourties starts shoppin' around for a younge'ah woman t'shack up with? Kinda the same as that… kinda… Maybe not the same at all though."

*

Meggan is still feeling a bit self conscious about having let others see her real body. Especially given some of the reactions she is feeling from them. "I try to treat people for who they are and how they treat me. I've been on the opposite side of that sort of change and travel cross realities." She takes a slow even breath. "Speaking of people being different. I met a leopard in the woods that was hoping to meet Betsy. So if you see the cat or the Betsy it be good to share the info. I'm pretty bad about notes. Or writting."

*

Nancy arches a brow at Warren. He's acting strange. Mind you, there has been a lot of that. She mutters to herself about how one goes off for a space vacation for two years and everyone gets weird. But this Meggan chick is nice.

Nancy offers her a smile. "We're not a bad bunch. Really! Hell, even I'm not as bitchy as I used to be. You should have met me when I first got here. Had a chip on my shoulder about a foot thick. And yeah, Betsy has told us all to just keep our distance and be nice to the kitty."

*

Warren gives a little frown. "I need to think on this. And find Bobby. I'll see you gals later.. especially you." he winks at Meggan. "You owe me a wing cleaning now." he teases as he heads off.

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