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]

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."

[iced_cherub]

"Sorry Rose." She grimaced a little. "And I really don't mind jeans are supposed to get dirty." Hey tom boy here. She's more at home playing and getting dirty than in fancy clothes.

[wild_child]

Rose shrugged. "Don't worry 'bout it. I'm a big girl. Learned ta screen most o' that kinda stuff out ages ago."

[alisa_lebeau_v3]

"Good to know. I was a bit worried it was messin' wit' you, Rose." She shrugged her shoulders. She then turned to Bobbi, letting out a small chuckle. "You remind me alot o' myself when I was a kid. Used to do de same t'ing, even say de same t'ing."

[iced_cherub]

Bobbi grinned. "Must be something every artist says. Though I'm not that good. I'm still working on proportions and shading. Best place to draw though is in the woods. I have a lot of critter sketches. Drew a walking stick the other day, but it's in my larger sketchbook."

[wild_child]

Though she gave no sign of reacting, the Gumbo comparing Bobbi to herself drew a little surprise from Rose.

"Keep at it," Rose encouraged Bobbi. "'s a good skill ta have. Me... I ain't sure I'm gonna be good fer anything other than bustin' heads."

[alisa_lebeau_v3]

"You never know, Rose." She continued to smile. "When you get older, you take time to discover yourself an' what brings you joy. An' if you want, Bobbi... I got some books on proportions an' shaddin' techniques. I can give dem to you."

[iced_cherub]

"I don't know, maybe you'll be a teacher like Professor Logan." She grinned. "I don't think I'll take after my biological parents though. Boys are icky, and I'm horrible at math."

[wild_child]

"Eh, I ain't got the patience fer that," Rose told Bobby. "Might try runnin' a bar someplace seedy though."

[alisa_lebeau_v3]

"I'd be your first customer. Seedy places tend to carry a lot o' anger an' rage in'em." There was a grin on her face at the thought. How long had it been since she trolled such places?

Her eyes suddenly shot open as the limo came to a quick and sudden stop. Something was not right. Alisa reached under her seat in the limo, taking out a metal suitcase.

"Girls, stay put. I t'ink sumt'ing is up."

[iced_cherub]

Bobbi grinned. "Hey, I'll totally help with decorating the place." She yelped when the car stopped, almost lurching from her seat/ When Alisa moved she frowned a little.

"Right, like that's an order that'll be followed." She had a feeling Rose wouldn't listen, and well, if Rose didn't, no way the little cherub would.

[wild_child]

"Oh, like heck I'm stayin' if there's trouble," Rose said.

She shot Bobbi a look. "You, on the other hand, are stayin' put."

[alisa_lebeau_v3]

Alisa opened the door to the limo and carefully got out. Her eyes rolled as Rose followed her towards the front of the limo. The driver was okay, but had stopped for what looked like a road block of protestors... against mutants.

"'ow de fuck did dey... I didn' tell anyone about us when I reserved de limo." her eyes narrowed as the driver shrunk down in his seat. "Always so hard to find good 'elp dese days."

She kept her hold on that metal suitcase as she approached the crowd. She tried to be as diplomatic and professional as possible. But their anger, their hate towards mutants was starting to feed into her powers.

"Please disperse from dis area, folks. Dere is nuthin' to see here." Her voice was a dead calm, as the crowd began to chant that they did not want Mutants in their town. They began throwing things towards them and at the limo. It was then Alisa realized the crowd was mostly made up of men, and they had "FoH" patches on their arms. "Oh for de love o' ..."

[iced_cherub]

Oh hearing the chants, Bobbi made sure her hoodie was in place hiding her wings, She stayed in the limo, but was watching everything. If needed she'd give them chill pills, just hopefully no one would get frostbite.

[wild_child]

A slow, Logan-grin was spreading across Rose's face. But the fact that Bobbi was in the car killed it. She didn't need Feathers seeing her going nuts.

"Move it, ya yahoos! We got places ta be!"