log: nico and warren

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Nico and Warren meet in person, and chat about Amanda, Snow Valley and the X-Men. Nico tries to get info out of Warren about what Amanda really does, but she's pretty unsuccessful. Backdated!

The plan was simple; go and assault the kitchen, and then return to eat while doing homework. But when Nico saw the pair of white wings, she decided that maybe a little more time in the kitchen might be fine after all. "Hey, you are the new, original winged guy right? Warren right?" After some time in the mansion, Nico had started to think she would be less impressed by her fellow residents, but every time she talked with one this belief seemed to disappear, and so it was with Warren.

Warren had been raiding the fridge at the time, so it took him a couple of moments to extract himself before he could reply. "That's me," he said with a broad grin, for once lacking it's usual flirtatious edge. He might have been flirting with one and all, but he wasn't about to start flirting with teenage girls. "Warren Worthington the Third, at your service." He sketched a little bow, putting down the bottle of juice he'd pulled out of the fridge. "It was Nico, wasn't it?"

"Yep, that's me. The Third? Wow, that sounds pretty royal like..." She didn't add more, well aware it was easy to be a bother when talking about other's families; it was her way of compensating her own frustration towards the subject, apparently. "So, if you don't mind answering, where have you been? And, also, why were you here in the first place, I guess. I mean..." She gave the wings a meaningful glance; they were pretty in her opinion, but obviously others wouldn't share her thoughts.

"Not quite royalty, but definitely old money." He shrugged, not wanting to make too big a deal with it. "It's not a problem at all. I was in California - I went to law school there, and stayed on to work there. And I went to school here, a long time ago - these wings aren't easy to hide when you're living in dorms."

"Dude, I was in California before ending up here." Nico took a good look at Warren's wings; they weren't like Megan's or Jay's. They were simpler, but a lot prettier, she wasn't going to say that out loud of course. "Well, I think they are...cool. Sometimes I wish I had wings, or a tail...or anything."

"Seems like California is the place to leave," he replied with a bit of a grin. He chuckled at her comment about wanting the extra body part, shaking his head a little. "They're not always the easiest things to live with - unless you're happy to be outed as a mutant, hiding them can be quite painful."

Nico took a few seconds to consider Warren's words. "Yeah, totally", answered with serious determination. "I know you might not hear this much, but I'd love to be an actual mutant, you know? The real thing, even if I end up light green and with three heads...well, maybe not the heads bit." Was it so weird for her to feel envy sometimes? Maybe it was, but Nico couldn't help it.

"Are you not a mutant?" Warren frowned, sounding a bit confused. He'd missed Nico's arrival, and honestly had no idea what was going on with her, powers wise.

"Well, the exact term is latent mutant, but yeah, it pretty much means I just carry the X-gene, but it won't manifest at all. That's the ultimate genetic failure, if you ask me." She smiled at his confusion; there was no reason to make Warren feel like he was the object of her complaints, especially when he wasn't. "I'm more in the magic department, actually."
"Oh, right." Wait, he remembered learning something about that once. A long time again. "Means your kids will probably manifest powers though, yeah? People have latent genes all the time, or at least they do if I remember Hank's lectures correctly." Which he probably didn't, but whatever. "Magic, huh? Does that mean you're working with Amanda?"

"Yeah," Nico gave Warren a grin full of ironic. "Kids." She wasn't even and adult, so the prospect of having little Nicos and...whoever she had kids with --Onono, don't go there. "It's a little bit too soon for me to think about...kids." And there were also her parents, which made everything more complicated that it already was. "Well, if by working you mean being taught by, yeah." There was, however, something Nico had remembered, and she was going to try to get more information by her own means. "What does Amanda do for a living anyway?"

"... yeah, don't think about them for at least ten years. Seriously." Warren was not at all trying to advocate teenage pregnancy. That would just be bad. "Same thing, really. You'll learn a lot from her - well, I don't know what she's like as a teacher, but she's definitely learnt everything she knows the hard way." He gave Nico an odd look at the final question. "She's a research assistant at Snow Valley."

And then, Nico pouted. It was a weird sight, and Warren was one of the few lucky ones that had seen her making a face like such. "Come on, she is a witch; she has to have a more amazing and exciting job. I mean, she knows stuff, right? I don't think someone with magic power would live an ordinary life..." Pretty much like her, how ironic. Still, something didn't seem right in Snow Valley, but Nico knew nothing about it; maybe she was too paranoiac? "Anyway, she teaches...differently; I like it. I think it's easier to understand her than many teachers, and I've never studied anything like that. Hey, are you one of those...X-Men?" She had to know who was on the team and who wasn't, since it usually spoke volumes of one.

Warren smirked a little about that. From what he knew about Snow Valley's work it was pretty exciting, but he wasn't about to enlighten Nico about that. "Amanda's had a pretty interesting life. Sometimes just settling down and going to college and having a normal job is exciting." He shrugged. "And now she has you to teach as well. I imagine that will be exciting enough on it's own." He winked playing at Nico - he was only teasing on that one. "I am," he said in reply to her last question. "Or well, I'm a reserve, since I've been on the west coast for a few years. But I'll be rejoining the team soon enough."

"Hah, I bet I'll drive her crazy sooner or later." The second part wasn't much of her liking, but who she was to talk, anyway? The fact Warren was an X-Men, reserve or not, actually did speak volumes of him; he looked like a nice guy, level headed, and even funny at times. And he was soooo good looking Nico had a nudge on the back of her head telling her there was a catch, but she decided to ignore it. "Well, best of lucks then. How do they call you in the team anyway? Trainees get the weirdest names ever."

"Oh, I don't think you could be that bad. I'll be pretty impressed if you manage, though." He grinned, fairly sure that Nico couldn't possibly rival the sort of things Amanda had seen - and Warren didn't even know about most of us. "Thanks. And I'm Angel - and old school enough that I missed the trainee naming tradition. Which I'm glad for, if I didn't stuck with Flyboy I'm pretty sure I would have been stuck with something infinitely worse."

"That's pretty much the idea of it right? Shameless codename reinforce the feeling of belonging to a team, and probably make trainees a little more humble." Nico snickered; she had taken her time finding out some of the things the soon-to-be-heroes did while preparing. "It sounds pretty amazing...but it's not my thing, really. Also, magic and genetics don't seem to combine anyway."