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xp_logsBackdated to some time last week, very early in the morning
Laurie knocked on the door to the boys room softly and then swung the door wide, grinning as she heard a muffled groan from one of the beds but no actual movement. It was lucky that she'd managed to acquire a bucket of ice in order to give them more impetus to get up then merely her tapping her feet and crossing her arms in a disapproving manner. "Rise and shine, boys. It's a wonderful day for sight seeing and the day's a wasting."
Kyle was at that moment grateful for the benefits of a healing factor because he was pretty sure otherwise he'd have had a hangover instead of just having a weird sort of fuzzy mouth feeling. But regardless - and he was a morning person himself - Laurie was too chipper for this early. So instead he threw the nearest soft object, which happened to be the pillow. It was that or his jeans and he figured he'd need those later.
Laurie avoided the pillow deftly, noting to herself that those Danger room sessions were starting to pay off in regards to quick reflexes. "I have a bucket of ice and I'm not afraid to use it, you know."
"It would be wrong to electrocute her, oui? Even just a small amount?" Jean-Phillipe wasn't exactly hung over, either, but he was certainly not a morning person. As such, his suitemate's cheerful declaration of ice bucket possession was extremely offending.
"No, go right ahead." Kyle pulled the covers over his head and muttered to himself. "Vacation. Laurie. Means not getting out of bed until you feel like it." He was out of things to throw, dammit, except his pants and he knew she'd hold those hostage. "Seriously, did you do this when you were on your world tour? Because I don't know how Crystal didn't have you declared an enemy of the state or something."
"Hah! Crystal was always the one getting me up early in the morning, so you can totally blame her and school for my inability to sleep in," Laurie noted, grinning slightly as she let go of her powers, just a tiny bit, just enough to wake them up. Nobody could blame her for that, right? It was for a cause! "You guys promised to go sight seeing with me yesterday, I don't care that you were drunk off your faces at the time."
"Someone remind me why I believed that a holiday with my suitemate was a good idea. The point of a holiday is to get away from the things you must deal with every day, n'est ce pas?" Jean-Phillipe's pillow came in with a wicked side-arm throw.
"Dude, I can't get drunk off my face and you didn't say that sightseeing meant getting up at what the fuck time is it anyway?" Kyle did sit up though, and scratched behind one ear. "Okay, so here's how this works. We lull her into a sense of security, and then when she's not looking, we find a large body of water and throw her in." He shrugged. "Also dibs on first shower." Before Jean-Phillipe could do much more than scramble, Kyle was already halfway into the bathroom, and slamming the door.
"Enh, we are near the Gulf of Mexico, non? That ought to be large enough."
Laurie knocked on the door to the boys room softly and then swung the door wide, grinning as she heard a muffled groan from one of the beds but no actual movement. It was lucky that she'd managed to acquire a bucket of ice in order to give them more impetus to get up then merely her tapping her feet and crossing her arms in a disapproving manner. "Rise and shine, boys. It's a wonderful day for sight seeing and the day's a wasting."
Kyle was at that moment grateful for the benefits of a healing factor because he was pretty sure otherwise he'd have had a hangover instead of just having a weird sort of fuzzy mouth feeling. But regardless - and he was a morning person himself - Laurie was too chipper for this early. So instead he threw the nearest soft object, which happened to be the pillow. It was that or his jeans and he figured he'd need those later.
Laurie avoided the pillow deftly, noting to herself that those Danger room sessions were starting to pay off in regards to quick reflexes. "I have a bucket of ice and I'm not afraid to use it, you know."
"It would be wrong to electrocute her, oui? Even just a small amount?" Jean-Phillipe wasn't exactly hung over, either, but he was certainly not a morning person. As such, his suitemate's cheerful declaration of ice bucket possession was extremely offending.
"No, go right ahead." Kyle pulled the covers over his head and muttered to himself. "Vacation. Laurie. Means not getting out of bed until you feel like it." He was out of things to throw, dammit, except his pants and he knew she'd hold those hostage. "Seriously, did you do this when you were on your world tour? Because I don't know how Crystal didn't have you declared an enemy of the state or something."
"Hah! Crystal was always the one getting me up early in the morning, so you can totally blame her and school for my inability to sleep in," Laurie noted, grinning slightly as she let go of her powers, just a tiny bit, just enough to wake them up. Nobody could blame her for that, right? It was for a cause! "You guys promised to go sight seeing with me yesterday, I don't care that you were drunk off your faces at the time."
"Someone remind me why I believed that a holiday with my suitemate was a good idea. The point of a holiday is to get away from the things you must deal with every day, n'est ce pas?" Jean-Phillipe's pillow came in with a wicked side-arm throw.
"Dude, I can't get drunk off my face and you didn't say that sightseeing meant getting up at what the fuck time is it anyway?" Kyle did sit up though, and scratched behind one ear. "Okay, so here's how this works. We lull her into a sense of security, and then when she's not looking, we find a large body of water and throw her in." He shrugged. "Also dibs on first shower." Before Jean-Phillipe could do much more than scramble, Kyle was already halfway into the bathroom, and slamming the door.
"Enh, we are near the Gulf of Mexico, non? That ought to be large enough."
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