Karakoe Night (Open to ALL Mansion Folk and Ryan Grimm)

[alisa_lebeau_v3]

After all the chaos that had gone down, Alisa was happy to offer to do something fun with the students at the school (as well as Ryan if he was able to come with her). Karakoe Night in Westchester! She had rented a limo to handle more than ten people, should there be any extras who wanted to come along. For now, she was at the front of the school, checking to see who wanted to come along.

Of course Rachel did put down some ground rules for this trip: No bars, no alcohol, and everyone gets back before curfew. These were ground rules Alisa could live with and agreed with. After-all, she wanted to prove she was responsible and could handle a bunch of teenagers... as well as have fun.

"Okay, kids! Let's pack it up! Limo is gonna be arrivin' soon! Remember, no weapons, no powers, no alcohol, an' no whinnin' ! Dis is supposed to be a good, clean, fun time!" She smiled as she tried to get some of the students attention. "If you are comin' along wit' , please sign dis sheet for Mrs. Ramsey!"

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[wild_child]

Rose gave a slightly crazy smile. "This is me bein' nice."

[iced_cherub]

"Rose... thanks for reminding me again why it's a bad idea to cross a Logan." Though Bobbi did giggle a little at the smile. Right now she didn't feel threatened at all by Rose.

[alisa_lebeau_v3]

"Girls, let's behave ourselves." She could not help but chuckle at the exchange these two had. Not in a mean way, but she found it adorable. How she longed to have a friendship like that. Maybe one day. "I guess dis is it. Let me drop off de papers, an' we can get goin' ."

Alisa slipped out of the limo to hurry back into the school and drop off the signatures for everyone going on the trip to Rachel's office. She then rushed back to the limo and alerted the driver they were ready to go.

[wild_child]

"Ya sure ya dotted all yer i's and crosses yer t's, Gumbo?" Rose asked.

[alisa_lebeau_v3]

"Oui, everyt'ing is in order. If it wans', Mrs. Ramsey would be givin' me notice or prevent de limo driver from leavin' de school grounds." She smiled at Rose. "Trust me, I always cross my T's an' dot my I's. If I didn', my business ventures would be in big trouble, kid."

[iced_cherub]

Bobbi had gone quiet, she had pulled her small sketchbook out of her small bag and was glancing up at both of them every so often as she scribbled on the paper, it was rough, but a good frame to start with. She'd fix it up with her colored pencils later.

[wild_child]

Rose leaned back in her seat and closed her eyes, letting out a breath.

"So ya've gone borin', is what yer sayin'."

[alisa_lebeau_v3]

"Borin' , me?" She placed a hand on her chest and chuckled. "No... still do some streets fights every now an' den and practice wit' my weapons daily. I wanna stay sharp an' be able to protect others, an' myself."

Her eyes looked over to Bobbi, noticing she was drawing a sketch. That made her smile more, but she said nothing, as she did not want to interrupt her artistic process.

[iced_cherub]

"Street fights?" She looked up from her sketch and looked at Alisa a moment before erasing something in her sketch, changing the details some to fit the new details she had learned.

[wild_child]

"Oh, really?" Rose asked. "Dish."

[alisa_lebeau_v3]

"Okay, I practice wit' custom made stun batons, a sniper riffle, a .38 glock, 8mm pearl handled pistols, an' t'rowin' knives." She smiled a bit proudly at that.

"I don' LIKE usin' guns t'ough. Very impersonal, an' takes out my enemies too quick. I need to be able to draw enough rage from my foes in order to remain somewhat invulnerable to dere attacks. But sometimes, you don' gotta choice in de matter."

Her smiled faded and she looked a bit solemn. "I hate killin' , Rose. I've only done so t'ree times in my life. First time was when I discovered my powers, de other two were durin' a raid dat went bad. If I didn' shoot, I was gonna die. An' I didn' wanna die."

[iced_cherub]

Bobbi added a stun baton to her drawing and gave her sketch of Rose more of a semi feral look like Professor Logan's looks.

[wild_child]

Rose nodded ever so slightly. Heart-rate, other vital signs, there was at least some veracity in Alisa's words.

Not enough for her to start trusting the woman, but hey, at least she seemed honest about some things.

"Not that," she said. "I wanna hear about the street fights."

[alisa_lebeau_v3]

"Oh? Nuthin' special, really." Alisa confessed. "I jus' find underground street fights an' join'em for kicks. I'm still 237 an' 0 to date. No one's beaten me in a street fight, yet. Doubt dey ever will, really."

"I tend to jus' go to absorb de rage o' others or 'ave some fun. An' no, when I am in dese fights, I don' use my powers. An' if you are curious, I use Systema. It's a Russian form o' martial arts dat focuses on pressure an' weak points in de body."

[wild_child]

Okay, there might have been the smallest twitch of a smile.

"Okay, maybe you and me oughtta go to the mats sometime, Gumbo."

[alisa_lebeau_v3]

"Alright den. T'ough I'd feel kinda bad fightin' against a kid." She grinned. "Weapons or no weapons? Powers or no powers? An' is dis gonna be a blood match, submission match, or we keep fightin' until dere is a knock out? An' will we need Mrs. Ramsey's permission to do dis?"

[iced_cherub]

"More like how grounded are you going to be when your dad finds out Rose?" Bobbi glanced up from her scribbles with a plotting look on her face.

[wild_child]

"Kid?" Rose asked. "Lady, if there's one thing I ain't..."

She shook her head. "No weapons, no powers 'ceptin' whatever ya need ta get ta my level--I'm stronger 'an I look, and we rumble 'till somebody says uncle."

And a smirk. "Who says he's gonna find out?"

[alisa_lebeau_v3]

"Alright den, sounds good enough for me. We'll jus' make a time an' a place for it." She smiled. "An' you are a kid to me, age wise."

Alisa placed her hands behind her head, trying to relax as the limo ride went on for what felt like forever. She then peered out the window, seeing how almost every tree outside looked the same.

"We should be dere shortly. I hope."

[iced_cherub]

"Hey I won't tell. Your dad scares me still." She grinned brightly before glancing at her sketch. It would have to do. Puling a slip of lined paper from the back of the book she slipped it in over her sketch to keep the next page clean.

"It's not like we're right on top of the town anyway. Wouldn't really work for our school." Bobbi carefully slid the sketchbook back into the bag. "Gah, and this is why I sometimes hate working with pencils." She rubbed her hand on her jeans to get the graphite off the side of her hand. Hey she may have Worthington blood, but snazzy dresser she is not, unless conned into it.

[wild_child]

"Ya just gotta know how ta talk to Pops. He's a big softy where it counts."

[alisa_lebeau_v3]

" 'least he cares about you, no?" Alisa's smile faded a bit at that statement. She then reached into her purse, taking out a bottle and tossing it to Bobbi. "Here, it's a hand sanitizer I use. Gets rid o' graphite real good, an' makes your hands smell like pears!"

She was curious as to what Bobbi drew, but she did not want to press the issue. Being an artist herself, she hated how she would sketch something and then have people beg to see it. Especially when she did not think it was that great or ready to be seen, yet.

[iced_cherub]

"Huh, thanks." She caught the bottle using a little before handing it back. She'd stay out of the conversation about parents, since really she knew who hers were, but they hadn't raised her.

"Guess those are some of the lessons I've fallen asleep in." She smirked.

[wild_child]

"'course he does," Rose said. She tried not to make a face at the hand sanitizer. To her senses, the smell was incredibly sharp.

[alisa_lebeau_v3]

Alisa could see it, that the scent of the hand sanitizer messed with Rose. As soon as she caught the bottle, she just tossed it back into her purse. She was observant to such things, part of her old job as an Enforcer.

"Sorry about dat, Rose. I won' take dat stuff out near you again. I jus' didn' want Bobbi to get her jeans all dirty."