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xp_logsSharon's Indoor Laking challenge to Maddie is derailed when the two sit and talk instead. They also hatch a plan to get the students out of the mansion at Christmastime.
The air was damp and warm as Maddie strode into the pool area, her bare feet padding along on the slip resistant flooring. A challenge had been issued, and like it or not, she needed to issue a reply. She was, quite frankly, not interested in facing off over such a silly dispute, but Madelyne Jennifer Pryor was not one to run away from a confrontation, and so onward she continued, deeper into this watery arena.
"You know," she remarked, kicking off her pants and unzipping her hoodie, revealing the black Speedo she had donned for the occasion. Prepare for all possible eventualities, especially the ones most likely to occur. "It really is not safe to do this here. Even with the mats, one of us could hit their head on the edge or the bottom of the pool. I mean, I figured you were joking around and I thought 'No way is she actually serious about all this' because, um hello, you're tasked with keeping me safe. You know?"
Wearing a string bikini, because it was the least amount of coverings to get cold and wet and have to keep on her body, Sharon held out a hockey helmet to Maddie- one of the old models with the full cage to avoid tooth and jaw injuries. "Safe," she grinned, though she kept her distance from Maddie as a safeguard against sneak attacks.
Maddie eyed the helmet, eyebrow raised and lip half-snarled as if the object in Sharon's hands was a pink cupcake dress. "You're kidding me, right," she asked, verbalizing the very readable question on her face. "Dude. Sharon, I'm not wearing that." And in one swift motion, the younger girl grabbed the helmet from her RA and tossed it aside.
"I'm not fighting you."
Sharon shrugged. If Maddie wouldn't fight her, fine. Even though it wasn't supposed to be a 'fight', just a contest to see who would throw whom into the pool. But if Maddie didn't want to do it, it wasn't going to bother Sharon. She already knew she was the champion at Lakings, and didn't need to prove it. "Okay. That's fine. But why did you come here in your bathing suit, then?"
"Figured I'd be better safe than sorry. I've heard tale of your sneaky tactics." The redhead strode closer and sat on the edge of the pool, dipping her feet in and watching the ripples in the water. "Though I suppose you could be lulling me into a sense of false security. Either way...," she motioned to the suit with a smile and a shrug.
"I could be. I am very sneaky," Sharon confirmed, sitting down next to Maddie, though out of arm's reach. "Do you like swimming?"
Maddie stilled the movement of her feet and turned her body to Sharon, giving her full attention to the young woman. "Do I like swimming?" It was clear from her tone that the teen found the question incredulous. "Dude. I'm like part fish. You're looking at the Fairbanks Area Middle School Swim Club 2009-2010 200m Freestyle Champion. Women's event, of course.
My parents enrolled me in infant survival swim lessons, you know for if I fell into a pool or something so I didn't drown, and ever since then they've had a hard time keeping me out of the water. And I totally went through a stretch of time when all I wanted to be was a SEAL, but women are not eligible so that was out. But I never swim alone, just in case something happens."
"In case what happens?" Sharon inquired curiously. "Also, you wanted to be a seal? Like, the kind that eats fish and has flippers and lives at Seaworld?"
"In case, I don't know, something happens where I am in danger of drowning. Like I get telepathic feedback from something weird and I black out and hit my head on the bottom of the pool. Just 'cause it's not likely to happen doesn't mean it couldn't," Maddie replied with a firm nod, indicating she had said her finals words on the topic at hand.
"Noooo. Not the adorable animal at the zoo. The elite Navy special ops teams. They do a lot of clandestine, under the cover of darkness stuff. Like in Panama."
"Sounds smart," the catgirl nodded in response to Maddie's precaution about swimming. "Hmm, are the not-zoo-animal-SEALS sort of like the Trenchcoats?"
Maddie contemplated the question for several moments before venturing to answer. "Let's see... Rugged, Super-Fit, Military Uniformed and Trained Men versus a hodgepodge of witches, people who hit things, and geeky hacker." She raised her eyebrows and very pointedly gave Sharon a Look. "No comparison. At all."
"Well you didn't tell me any of that stuff before!" Sharon chuckled. "All you said was clandestine, under the cover of darkness stuff! Yeah, they don't sound like the Trenchcoats at all when you put it that way," she giggled. "Especially the part about the witches."
The younger girl joined in with laughter of her own at the comparison of the two groups. "Witches and mutants and... something else, oh my!" She sing-songed. "It's like I'm Alice and I fell through the rabbit hole and everything is all weird. You're the Cheshire Cat, by the way," Maddie teased as she splashed the RA.
"We're totally in this little enclave here. I mean, I have classes at Salem Center, but most of us students? Especially the ones who can't go home or don't have a home to go to.... Even when we go into the city we pretty much stay with our own."
"Witches and mutants and... assassins, oh my!" Sharon contributed. "I'm always the Cheshire Cat," she preened. "He's one of my favourites. Aren't you mixing two movies together, though?" she asked, squealing a little about being splashed and splashing Maddie back. "Isn't 'lions and tigers and bears oh my' from the Wizard of Oz?" She frowned in confusion over Maddie's talk about the students staying with their own. "Are you saying that because you want to get away from the...enclave? Be around other people and not just mutants?"
Sharon's note of Maddie referencing two different movies was dismissed with a wave of the red-haired girl's hand; she had successfully made her point, everything else was irrelevant. "I mean, I'm fine, obviously. But others? Especially the ones who don't have a home or who can't go home. And now they're cooped up here for winter break."
Sharon laughed a little at that. "I'm sure they'll find stuff to do to keep themselves entertained while they're here. The mansion's never really been boring; I know I definitely didn't feel cooped up living here. But that being said," she carried on, splashing Maddie again, "if you're angling to get me to agree to take you all somewhere so you're not cooped up, tell me what you had in mind?"
"Wasn't there some sort of volunteering at a soup kitchen last year or something? There have to be other things to do closer to the mansion. Maybe a nursing home or a veteran's group or whatever."
"Do you think your fellow students would be into something like that?" the catgirl inquired. "Because if you do, I don't see why something couldn't be arranged."
Maddie shrugged. Most of the time it felt like her fellow students wanting little to nothing to do with the world outside Xavier's walls. And really, with the histories of some of them, she couldn't blame them. But then again, she couldn't understand how someone could manage to keep from going insane when cooped up like rats in a lab.
"Honestly," she replied. "I have no earthly idea. Most would probably go along with it, but I don't know if they would necessarily be excited about it. I mean, we have the New Mutants stuff, and that's good, but I think that with it being the holiday time, we could do something more. Set up a party somewhere. Keep spirits up, for us and other people. You know?"
"Yeaaaah," Sharon nodded, "I think I do know. Hey, how about if we go to the animal shelter and have a party and people can come and look at the animals and take them home for Christmas!"
"That's an idea." Personally, the thought didn't really appeal to Maddie; dogs and cats were noisy in groups like that and the thought of picking up after them made her gag. But she could see where the feline metamorph would want to help out at an animal shelter. "We should, you know, get everyone else's thoughts too. Probably."
"Sure! Maybe other people will want to go to a children's hospital or a women's shelter or something! Those would be good, too," Sharon nodded. "I'll put something up on the journals soon and we can see what people wanna do!"
The air was damp and warm as Maddie strode into the pool area, her bare feet padding along on the slip resistant flooring. A challenge had been issued, and like it or not, she needed to issue a reply. She was, quite frankly, not interested in facing off over such a silly dispute, but Madelyne Jennifer Pryor was not one to run away from a confrontation, and so onward she continued, deeper into this watery arena.
"You know," she remarked, kicking off her pants and unzipping her hoodie, revealing the black Speedo she had donned for the occasion. Prepare for all possible eventualities, especially the ones most likely to occur. "It really is not safe to do this here. Even with the mats, one of us could hit their head on the edge or the bottom of the pool. I mean, I figured you were joking around and I thought 'No way is she actually serious about all this' because, um hello, you're tasked with keeping me safe. You know?"
Wearing a string bikini, because it was the least amount of coverings to get cold and wet and have to keep on her body, Sharon held out a hockey helmet to Maddie- one of the old models with the full cage to avoid tooth and jaw injuries. "Safe," she grinned, though she kept her distance from Maddie as a safeguard against sneak attacks.
Maddie eyed the helmet, eyebrow raised and lip half-snarled as if the object in Sharon's hands was a pink cupcake dress. "You're kidding me, right," she asked, verbalizing the very readable question on her face. "Dude. Sharon, I'm not wearing that." And in one swift motion, the younger girl grabbed the helmet from her RA and tossed it aside.
"I'm not fighting you."
Sharon shrugged. If Maddie wouldn't fight her, fine. Even though it wasn't supposed to be a 'fight', just a contest to see who would throw whom into the pool. But if Maddie didn't want to do it, it wasn't going to bother Sharon. She already knew she was the champion at Lakings, and didn't need to prove it. "Okay. That's fine. But why did you come here in your bathing suit, then?"
"Figured I'd be better safe than sorry. I've heard tale of your sneaky tactics." The redhead strode closer and sat on the edge of the pool, dipping her feet in and watching the ripples in the water. "Though I suppose you could be lulling me into a sense of false security. Either way...," she motioned to the suit with a smile and a shrug.
"I could be. I am very sneaky," Sharon confirmed, sitting down next to Maddie, though out of arm's reach. "Do you like swimming?"
Maddie stilled the movement of her feet and turned her body to Sharon, giving her full attention to the young woman. "Do I like swimming?" It was clear from her tone that the teen found the question incredulous. "Dude. I'm like part fish. You're looking at the Fairbanks Area Middle School Swim Club 2009-2010 200m Freestyle Champion. Women's event, of course.
My parents enrolled me in infant survival swim lessons, you know for if I fell into a pool or something so I didn't drown, and ever since then they've had a hard time keeping me out of the water. And I totally went through a stretch of time when all I wanted to be was a SEAL, but women are not eligible so that was out. But I never swim alone, just in case something happens."
"In case what happens?" Sharon inquired curiously. "Also, you wanted to be a seal? Like, the kind that eats fish and has flippers and lives at Seaworld?"
"In case, I don't know, something happens where I am in danger of drowning. Like I get telepathic feedback from something weird and I black out and hit my head on the bottom of the pool. Just 'cause it's not likely to happen doesn't mean it couldn't," Maddie replied with a firm nod, indicating she had said her finals words on the topic at hand.
"Noooo. Not the adorable animal at the zoo. The elite Navy special ops teams. They do a lot of clandestine, under the cover of darkness stuff. Like in Panama."
"Sounds smart," the catgirl nodded in response to Maddie's precaution about swimming. "Hmm, are the not-zoo-animal-SEALS sort of like the Trenchcoats?"
Maddie contemplated the question for several moments before venturing to answer. "Let's see... Rugged, Super-Fit, Military Uniformed and Trained Men versus a hodgepodge of witches, people who hit things, and geeky hacker." She raised her eyebrows and very pointedly gave Sharon a Look. "No comparison. At all."
"Well you didn't tell me any of that stuff before!" Sharon chuckled. "All you said was clandestine, under the cover of darkness stuff! Yeah, they don't sound like the Trenchcoats at all when you put it that way," she giggled. "Especially the part about the witches."
The younger girl joined in with laughter of her own at the comparison of the two groups. "Witches and mutants and... something else, oh my!" She sing-songed. "It's like I'm Alice and I fell through the rabbit hole and everything is all weird. You're the Cheshire Cat, by the way," Maddie teased as she splashed the RA.
"We're totally in this little enclave here. I mean, I have classes at Salem Center, but most of us students? Especially the ones who can't go home or don't have a home to go to.... Even when we go into the city we pretty much stay with our own."
"Witches and mutants and... assassins, oh my!" Sharon contributed. "I'm always the Cheshire Cat," she preened. "He's one of my favourites. Aren't you mixing two movies together, though?" she asked, squealing a little about being splashed and splashing Maddie back. "Isn't 'lions and tigers and bears oh my' from the Wizard of Oz?" She frowned in confusion over Maddie's talk about the students staying with their own. "Are you saying that because you want to get away from the...enclave? Be around other people and not just mutants?"
Sharon's note of Maddie referencing two different movies was dismissed with a wave of the red-haired girl's hand; she had successfully made her point, everything else was irrelevant. "I mean, I'm fine, obviously. But others? Especially the ones who don't have a home or who can't go home. And now they're cooped up here for winter break."
Sharon laughed a little at that. "I'm sure they'll find stuff to do to keep themselves entertained while they're here. The mansion's never really been boring; I know I definitely didn't feel cooped up living here. But that being said," she carried on, splashing Maddie again, "if you're angling to get me to agree to take you all somewhere so you're not cooped up, tell me what you had in mind?"
"Wasn't there some sort of volunteering at a soup kitchen last year or something? There have to be other things to do closer to the mansion. Maybe a nursing home or a veteran's group or whatever."
"Do you think your fellow students would be into something like that?" the catgirl inquired. "Because if you do, I don't see why something couldn't be arranged."
Maddie shrugged. Most of the time it felt like her fellow students wanting little to nothing to do with the world outside Xavier's walls. And really, with the histories of some of them, she couldn't blame them. But then again, she couldn't understand how someone could manage to keep from going insane when cooped up like rats in a lab.
"Honestly," she replied. "I have no earthly idea. Most would probably go along with it, but I don't know if they would necessarily be excited about it. I mean, we have the New Mutants stuff, and that's good, but I think that with it being the holiday time, we could do something more. Set up a party somewhere. Keep spirits up, for us and other people. You know?"
"Yeaaaah," Sharon nodded, "I think I do know. Hey, how about if we go to the animal shelter and have a party and people can come and look at the animals and take them home for Christmas!"
"That's an idea." Personally, the thought didn't really appeal to Maddie; dogs and cats were noisy in groups like that and the thought of picking up after them made her gag. But she could see where the feline metamorph would want to help out at an animal shelter. "We should, you know, get everyone else's thoughts too. Probably."
"Sure! Maybe other people will want to go to a children's hospital or a women's shelter or something! Those would be good, too," Sharon nodded. "I'll put something up on the journals soon and we can see what people wanna do!"
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