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Rest and Recovery at the X-Mansion

Alisa groaned as she finally came to. She was out of her tactical suit and in a hospital gown, a sign she was in a medical facility, no doubt. She hissed as she tried to sit herself up, feeling some stitches in her side from where she was stabbed starting to tug just slightly.She also noted a lack of feeling in her right leg, right below the knee. She threw her blankets off, noting her leg was in a cast, and there were some scars on her right thigh as well. This just made her frown, before looking around the room and seeing Alisatire was in a bed next to her.

"Oh no... Boss. You did get injured!? I am so sorry... I shoulda done bettah, I failed you..."

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Rose, meanwhile, was coming in from the back door, smelling strongly of smoke (she didn't smoke indoors if she could help it), and drinking from a Pabst Blue Ribbon bottle.

She stopped dead when she was Alistair. "...Who let you up?"

"Nobody, I'm pretty certain." Kayla smirked slightly at Rose. "I think he thinks that he's bypassed security." She looked at Bobbi and then back at Rose. "So what do we do about this? I mean, we don't need to tell anyone, because they already know.

I say we see how good of an omelette this guy makes." Kayla's smirk turned into a giant grin. "I mean, it's probably gonna be his last meal." She was joking, but she was pretty sure that Rachel was not far away.

Bobbi did move a little closer to her roommate and nodded. "Hm... He's not too dangerous is he?" Hey she's been kept awat from the med lab and doesn't know why.

Though food sounded good. "Can you just make mine ham and cheese? I don't like cooked peppers."

"Get me the ham, a paring knife. Need a different edge than what I'm using for the peppers." He pauses, then can't help but give the knife he's using a well-practiced twirl before he goes back to work on ingredient prep. He has an audience of ladies, after all.

It was Kayla that moved to get the guy his cooking supplies. It wasn't as if he was going to do any damage with a simple paring knife, and she was honestly curious to see if this guy could cook. She tended to be skeptical about most people in that social strata having useful lifeskills. They had other people to do that stuff for them.

She noticed the little twirl of the blade, though. "You like having an audience, don't you?"

Rose leaned back against the counter, keeping her attention on Alistair.

One move outta line, bub. One move.

"All flash, no substance, I'm guessin'."

Bobbi figured since Kayla was moving she could, and went to get the eggs and ham.

"It's cool though, I mean really I'd cut myself if I tried something like that." She put the items up on the counter, snagging an ice pop from the freezer, hey more sugar just what every frosty mutant needs right!

"Who doesn't enoy being watched by beautiful women?" Alistaire comments, without making eye contact, as he cracks eggs, and heats up a pan on the range. "Ms Logan? One for you as well?"

Once the work with knives is over, Alistaire's cooking seems fairly average, if well-practiced. No unnecessary movements or wasted scraps of food. He's incredibly focused, by his standards, which looks only half a note above passive for most people.

"Eyes on the pan, bucko." Kayla rolled her eyes at the comment, which could have been programmed in the Creep-O-Matic 2000. She's vaguely interested in seeing him cook, though. It looks like he knows what he's doing, but there's no passion in it. When Kayla cooked with Hana, they laughed and joked and made a giant mess. The omelette would probably end up tasting pretty decent, but there'd be no love behind it.

That annoyed Kayla. Making food was supposed to be about sharing. But this guy- he just struck her as cold and detached.

Yeah, Rose didn't trust this one inch. But it was probably pretty hard to poison anything with them all watching.

"Yeah, why not," she said.

"Okay, do I want to know why they're acting like you're one of the bad guys?" Because really Bobbi doesn't need to be a telepath to feel Kayla and Rose watching him like a hawk. Though she does snag a piece of ham before wondering over to pull a chair over, her blue raspberry ice pop slowly turning her lips blue.

"I promised my dear Auntie I wouldn't tell in mixed company." Alistaire smiles, serving up the first omelette. "I'm no danger to any of you, I assure you. You people gave me and my employee sanctuary and medical aid. How could I wish you harm?"

"I'm sure you're abundantly familiar with the concept of betrayal." He'd probably been betrayed by some Hellfire crony. Miss Shaw hadn't said anything specific about it, but it wouldn't surprise her. "But it's okay. It's cool. Because we all know you're hilariously outgunned and under supervision from multiple sources, technological and telepathic.

So yeah. No, you're not a danger to any of us. So omelette away."

Alistaire stops, turning slowly as he cracks more eggs, to look at his audience. "Intimately, young lady, I assure you. That's not how I like to conduct myself though. Hospitality, honoring one's word, bargaining fairly... those are things I value and respect.

I'm not a monster, or some mustache-twirling villain... I'm a businessman, who likes to have a good time when not trapped behind a desk and a computer screen.

Right now? I'm just a gentleman fixing something to eat for myself and my employee; and for you, since this is your home and you haven't seen fit to drag me back to that horizontal prison cell your Mrs Ramsey calls an infirmary bed."

Bobbi is looking at the others and Alistaire. "Wait you should be in the infirmary? Prison cell?" Yes you have fully confused her.

"I'll tell ya later, Feathers," Rose told Bobbi quickly.

"Good point. I doubt you could even grow a moustache anyway." Kayla smirked and hopped up on the table. "Cheese and ham omelette. That's you, Snow Devil." She wondered where exactly Miss Ramsey was. She would probably be coming along just about any time now, to swoop him back.

"And draw attention away from these cheekbones? I think not." Alistaire smiles, although it fades slightly at Bobbi's comment. "Yes, I'm... somewhat under the weather at the moment." He pulls up one of his pant legs slightly, revealing the outermost reaches of his injuries. His balance has been leaning fairly heavily on his other side.

He continues on with the cooking.

Bobbi took the plate with a thank you to Alistaire. "Well, at least you two aren't calling me ice cube. But really Feathers?" She gave a small pout at that, though her wings shifted a little, unconsciously preening a little. Noooooo she's not Warren's kid at all.

"Ya got Feathers, and ya can't be Frosty, 'cause I already got one of them," Rose said. "So yer Feathers."

Mrs. Ramsey had been aware the second Alistaire tried to 'slip the notice of what passed for security in this place.' Between herself and Sage, the secure medical ward was guarded in ways no living being could get through without being detected. They had already had a student who could turn invisible and a ninja to test the system out. So, Rachel had been aware of where Alistaire had skulked through the mansion and had let him to an extent since he was in rather harmless areas.

Though he had violated the school cook's kitchen. Even with Hana's assistant in the room with him, she knew if the kitchen were left a mess, there would be painful shadowy moments. Rachel would rather get Selene's lapdog and his bodyguard out of the mansion sooner rather than later.

Now, Ray appeared in the doorway and casually leaned against the frame. She crossed her arms in front of her chest and looked none-too-pleased or impressed. "For someone claiming to know the value of hospitality, you are very bad at not trespassing on the hospitality of others. You will, Alistaire, be cleaning this kitchen after your done cooking. I'll have your bodyguard sent her meal while I supervise."

Yep, that was Rachel totally just walking in and dropping the reality hammer on Alistaire. Kayla nodded and looked over at Alistaire. "I know where everything goes, properly. I'll make sure it's just how Hana wants it."

She managed to suppress a massive grin, though, because that would've just been mean. Though he hadn't made a huge mess, Kayla was pretty sure he'd be doing as much cleaning as Rachel could find for him to do. And there wasn't a damn thing he could do about it.

"I'm sorry for any trouble. I needed to see to the needs of my assistant. She's much worse off than I am. I'll make sure to clean up when I'm finished."

Rose just snickered. Nothing got by Prof. Red.

Bobbi had gone to get her stuffed toy off the counter. She tucked it in her arm and grabbed a juice bottle from the fridge. "I'll help clean up too! Hana's always complaining I never clean up my mess when I make chocolate milk..."

Okay so might be because she tracks in mud from outside, but she's been doing better about it!

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