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Truth or Dare -- Jean's Bachelorette Party; [Jean, Ari, and the rest of the party]
Topic Started: Jan 19 2008, 08:29 AM (1,193 Views)
Mina
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Time of Day: 5 pm
Place in the timeline: February 13th, the day before Jean & Scott’s wedding


“Mmm…this is the life,” Mina murmured appreciatively as she relaxed back into a heavily padded reclining spa chair, eyes closed in contentment. She was wrapped in the softest robe she’d ever had the pleasure of wearing, but that didn’t even compare to the foot rub she was currently indulging in. Or the facial she’d had earlier, or the full-body hot rock massage, or the mani/pedi combo they’d all gotten. The mimosa currently sitting on a small table beside her wasn’t half bad, either.

She turned her head to the side to see Jean and smiled at the bride-to-be. “Now isn’t this better than hot latin strippers?” she teased, then cast a knowing glance to her masseuse, a man in his mid-to-late twenties that probably could’ve fit either profession. He glanced up briefly at her before returning to his work and Mina shot Jean a coy, innocent smile and a wink. Hey, it was all in innocent fun, and it was a bachelorette party…they were allowed to be a little crazy.

Mina and Ari had planned an entire day of pampering for Jean and the rest of the party at the spa located in the Four Seasons Hotel in Manhattan. They were staying the night as well in the penthouse suite, Mina’s treat. It would be good for Jean to be away from the hubbub of the mansion, and it would ensure that she and Scott didn’t accidentally bump into each other before the ceremony. It’s bad luck, after all.

The group had arrived just a little before lunchtime and Mina had checked them into their suite…and what a suite it was. Not only were there two bedrooms, but also a breakfast nook, full kitchen, 25 foot tall cathedral style ceilings, and an amazing master bath. It was 4,300 square feet of pure heaven and luxury that encompassed the entire top floor of the hotel, giving a panoramic view of one of the most beautiful skylines in the world. Sure, maybe it was a little extravagant and pricey, but most didn’t realize that Mina had quite the nest egg saved up from her various scientific discoveries and experiments that she’d published papers on. Who knew being a science geek could pay so well?

This was a sorely needed getaway and, even in the face of the wedding, Mina found her stress and tension slipping away. She only hoped that it was doing the same for Jean and looked to her friend with a smile. “So, I’m thinking maybe we should check out the sauna next?” she suggested. “Soak in the steam before we head out to dinner and have our night on the town, hmm?”


The Four Seasons Spa

The Ty Warner Penthouse
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Jean
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“Now isn’t this better than hot latin strippers?” Mina said as she lounged on her stomach. Jean half expected her to start purring contentedly.

In the past few days, Jean had had her legs waxed, been to innumerable fittings, and been generally run ragged; today was making up for all that.

Jean turned her head, her loose red hair falling over one bare shoulder, as she caught Mina’s eye. “Either way, Mina,” she shrugged, the heated rocks running down her spine wobbled at the movement; the prospect of male strippers not really causing her pulse to race. Her eyes took on an impish glint, “When was the last time you saw Scott without his shirt on? Hmmm?” Scott didn’t often put himself on display but he’d been known to do the yard work in thin, skimpy tee-shirts and taken them off when he got too hot and sweaty. “I know you’ve looked,” said the telepath with a smirk. In truth, any scoping Mina had done was before they started dating and she and Scott were just good friends.

Normally, she wouldn’t have added that last sentence, perhaps it was pre-martial nerves or the usual circumstance of being in a room with her closest friends and only wearing a towel over her ass, the edges of the body towel hanging over the sides on the massage table. Whatever the cause, her tongue was definitely looser than normal.

“So, I’m thinking maybe we should check out the sauna next?” [Mina] suggested. “Soak in the steam before we head out to dinner and have our night on the town, hmm?”

“Sounds great,” agreed Jean. “As long as I don’t have to think, I’m all yours.” Jean wiggled her toes as her masseur moved his hands down her legs, his fingers feeling like they were trying to sculpt her legs. She privately decided that getting Scott massage lessons would be a great idea.

“Now that we’re all here and there’s no need for secrecy from the men anymore, can you finally let the rest of us in on the plans tonight?” She asked, her voice somewhat muffled by the towel.
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Avery
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From humble beginnings she had came and even after spending five years in America she still hadn’t gotten used to the luxuries some were able to afford for themselves. The institute and its extravagance she had been awed and amazed by at the tender age of sixteen, feeling as if she was a princess in a castle. Now in the company of Jean and the rest her bachelorette party, Avery felt that stirring feeling once more. Excited to see and experience new things. It was something she tired to hide, being in the fellowship of mature women, but the dancing in her eyes betrayed her calm composure.

Currently she was sitting, comfortably relined, as she dark eyes fell upon Mina and Jean who were both being massaged by some exceptionally strapping men. Oh my.... She had seen calenders with such men in them. She herself had declined to a massage, Avery was never keen on others touching her, let alone devilishly, attractive men. The thought of practically being naked on top of that was just unacceptable. She had opted to getting both a manicure and pedicure. And so she covered in a soft white robe, her image inducer peeking at the chest, as she relaxed allowed herself to be pampered.

She grinned to herself as Mina and Jean bantered back and forth, making it clear that they had been good friends for a long time. For a moment the cloaked elven closed her dark eyes as she girls talked back and forth, until what she heard caused one eye to open.

“So, I’m thinking maybe we should check out the sauna next?” [Mina] suggested. “Soak in the steam before we head out to dinner and have our night on the town, hmm?”

“Sounds great,” agreed Jean. “As long as I don’t have to think, I’m all yours.”

“Mmmm....I second that. Bring the heat baby!” She grinned as she spoke in rather relaxed and slower tones than the elven usually did. Avery may have not needed such spa treatments to detoxify and rejuvenate her skin and body, her strange composition seemed to do that naturally, but it sure felt mighty nice. The next two days were going to be one hell of a doozy.

“Now that we’re all here and there’s no need for secrecy from the men anymore, can you finally let the rest of us in on the plans tonight?” [Jean] asked, her voice somewhat muffled by the towel.

Always one to keep secrets, this time was no exception. Yet impishly she let out a hearty chuckle at Jean’s curiosity. She’d let someone else spill the beans....If Jean’s wanted to know something, she had her ways of finding out.
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Ari Boyd
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Ari let out a contented sigh, the masseuse's hands running slowly down her back as he kneaded tired muscles she wasn't even aware of having. She'd nearly opted for sitting out the massage, feeling, like Avery did, that it was odd to have a random man's hands on her body. Ari had only ever been to a spa once in her life, courtesy of Ms. Riva Lafitte, and had used her certificate on a manicure, pedicure, and a facial. Seeing as how this might be the last time to be in a spa again for some time, Ari had thrown caution to the wind and decided on getting the massage.

And boy, was she glad she had. The handsome man rubbing his palm into her shoulder blade had made her feel slightly anxious at the start, but he wasn't as good-looking as Jean and Mina's masseuses, and that helped her nerves. Besides, in her opinion, none of the guys in the room compared to the one she had back at the mansion. Idly, she wondered what the boys might be up to, but she she was sure she had an idea or two.

Ari had to give credit where it was due. Mina's idea to take everyone to the Four Seasons spa and spend the night had been one Ari had instantly been on board for. The blonde woman had even taken it upon herself to pay for the lot of them and now that they had experienced some of the most relaxing treatments she could imagine, Ari thought that Mina had definitely been on to something.

Truthfully, Ari was incredibly excited for the wedding the next day. They'd all put so much work and energy into planning and now she was just exhausted. Hopefully everything would pan out and Jean and Scott would have the fantastic wedding they deserved. Then things could calm down and return to a sense of normalcy. Ari had to admit, it would be incredibly nice to not have to think about cakes or dresses or seating arrangements ever again.

After seeing what being an Honor attendant truly entailed, Ari was glad that she and Mina were sharing the role. Surprisingly, the two had worked well together. Mina had always taken her ideas into account, and she'd shared the decision making, which Ari was quite pleased about.

Hearing Jean's question, and then Avery's, Ari lifted her head, a lopsided grin on her lips. Looking at Mina over Jean's head, she said, "Well, since it was Mina's idea to bring everyone to this amazing spa, I thought we could let loose a little at some clubs with a scavenger hunt..." Ari's right eyebrow quirked impishly, a grin spreading over her lips, "A sexy one..." It really was a perfect plan. Pampering and soothing all day, some dinner, then some fun on the town. "But the list is a surprise, so no asking until we get there," she said firmly, giving Avery and Jean almost comically stern looks.
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Wanda
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The hotel staff took little notice of the young woman with dark sunglasses and thick Eastern European accent, among all the other beautiful women who checked-in for the bachelorette party. By unspoken agreement, someone always seemed to be at her side.

For the rest of the women, it was a relaxing day at the spa. For Wanda, the day was an adventure and everything was new. Early in the treatment, Ari had coaxed her into the soft robe, which Wanda had liked, her fingers running up and down the sleeves and collar, feeling its softness. It was when she was feeling the robe that one of the masseurs came up and spoke to her about having a facial.

He saw her looking and reacting to movement, leaving him to assume that the glasses were an affectation of an eccentric and possibly stoned young woman. He removed her glasses and jumped back with startled gasp, colliding with another attendant; the scene they were making was impossible to miss. Of course, he knew mutants existed but he’d never thought he’d see one in an expensive, up-scale place like the Four Seasons; his face displaying his revulsion more clearly than anything thing he could’ve said. In the awkward moment, Wanda picked up a jar of green treatment and began investigating it, blissfully unaware the potential situation brewing. With Avery wearing her image inducer, Wanda had the most obvious signs of being a mutant, her two milky eyes.

However, the tense moment passed with the appearance of the manager and a few brusque words from Mina. A few of staff were smoothly replaced with ones that had an eager look to their faces, all of them slyly looking at the mutant ladies as though they were exotic beauties, who might say or do anything extraordinary. The man meant to attend Wanda was replaced by a woman with prehensile fingers, which actually worked out better. If she noticed the man’s reaction and the minor uproar it caused, she gave no sign of it and she didn’t put her glasses back on.

Currently, Wanda tasted her drink appreciatively, her lips making silent smacking motions. “A … hunt? What are we hunting?”
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Violey
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Talyndal hadn’t been to a bachelorette party before. The pampering was definitely something she wasn’t used to. She knew… generally… the kind of things that were supposed to take place in them. In any case, she hadn’t really expected to be invited. She was kinda wondering about that. Was it because Valyn and Rosie were such good friends, something like that?

Tal was distracted by her thoughts when there was talk of ‘hot latin strippers’, she’d thought that she couldn’t be more embarrassed than she was as it was… She had forgone the massage like Avery, but was still a little embarrassed. Why, she didn’t really know. The dragongirl gave Violey a slight smile when the sauna was mentioned; she hadn’t been to one of those before. She was thoroughly enjoying the new experiences, despite herself.

Violey was to be invited to a bachelorette party. This type of party was mentioned in a few movies she had seen. However, she was positive that only the man had a party before the wedding. In her country the women usually spent their last night before the wedding alone. Even though she did not completely understand the aerokinetic was going to try and enjoy this ‘bachelorette party.’

The golden blonde leaned back into her chair and stretched. She was wrapped in a fluffy white bathrobe which was actually very comfy. The only thing that truly irritated her was the nasty look one of the masseuses gave her. Violey had dismissed hers before he had even begun with just a simple shoo and the fact she would rather fly her own masseuse in. Sadly, that would take to much time so she decided to go without.

Catching Talyndal’s smile Violey returned it. “I will razzer not ‘ave a sauna,” she said in an undertone. “I am afraid I will melt.” The black and white half of her face had been masked by cover-up. There was no way an imagine inducer would be used to hide her unique markings.

“We wouldn’t want that, now, would we?” Talyn replied just as quietly, still smiling slightly, wrapped in her own fluffy bathrobe. She opened her mouth to ask Violey what she thought of the bachelorette party so far, she didn’t really know whether they had ‘em where she was from… wherever she was from… instead she began giggling as she had caught wind of the ‘sexy scavenger hunt’. That was bound to be interesting! After a few moments she managed to stifle her amusement.

“Of course,” Violey said ending the bit about her melting. Maybe Jayson was rubbing off on her for she rarely joked. While she relaxed the aerokinetic began to wonder why there had been such an overreaction to Wanda’s eyes. Then again the time it was and just after that event her friend never spoke of. “I ‘ave never ‘eard of a scavenger ‘unt being sexy,” she admitted in a confused look. “I mean are zey suppose to be for I ‘ave never been on one in ze first place. Scavenger ‘unts were something ze American child did.”

Talyndal tensed slightly at the reaction to Wanda’s presence. She had yet to meet the woman formally, but her little brother looked up to Wanda’s brother Pietro, and she felt slightly protective in an odd sort of way. She was really protective of her little brother, and protective of anyone that was important to him by default. The gypsy seemed untroubled by the reaction, however.

Once things calmed down again, the dragongirl shrugged at Violey’s confused comment. “I suppose, it depends on the items on the scavenger hunt. I wonder what they could be…” She tilted her head to one side, wondering whether the other young woman would be expecting anything similar to what she was thinking. Probably not…

Tilting her head the golden blonde just nodded. So it was the ‘items’ that would make this scavenger hunt ‘sexy.’ Hmm… maybe this supposed party would be fun after all. Still, though, this whole thing made no sense. “You Americans have funny traditions, no?” Violey said. For a moment her attention was drawn elsewhere as she accepted a sparkling water with a lemon slice from so random attendant. “Zat also goes for your drinking laws, Miss Dacoras. ‘Owever you ‘ave no need to worry. Cheers to you zan,” she added with the raise of her glass before taking a sip.

"Very silly at times, aren't they.." Talyn agreed with a smile. She took a sparkling water as well, even though she was of age. She had yet to drink anything other than wine coolers, and that was fine with her. She just didn't see the point of drinking. "Cheers."
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Mina
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OOC: For the sake of time, we’re skipping ahead a bit, so be sure to pay attention so you get what’s going on.


“When was the last time you saw Scott without his shirt on? Hmmm? I know you’ve looked,” said the telepath with a smirk.

Mina let out a surprised burst of laughter at that, turning her head to the side so she could see Jean with a bit of a teasing smirk on her face. Well, since Jean was being a little loose with her comments, then so was she. “Oh yeah, lemme tell you, I ogle your soon-to-be-husband every chance I get, because the hunk of man muscle I’m dating just doesn’t get there,” she joked sarcastically with a bit of a chuckle.

Any other teasing comment she’d been about to make was lost as the masseuse found a particularly tense group of muscles just below her neck, right between her shoulder blades, and promptly began using his nimble fingers to work the kinks out. “Aye, you carry a lot of tension here. You have a lot of stress in your life?” the man murmured in question, speaking softly so as not to disturb the entire group.

Mina practically melted down into the massage table, chuckling quietly at his question. She glanced to Jean with a bit of a smile. “Oh, a bit,” she remarked casually before resting her cheek on the small towel that served as a pillow, zoning out for a few minutes when talk turned to the scavenger hunt. The spa trip had been her idea, but the scavenger hunt was entirely Ari’s creation, and while it was could quite possibly be a little risqué at times Mina was looking forward to it.

“A … hunt? What are we hunting?”

At Wanda’s question Mina glanced over and was glad to see that she seemed to be enjoying herself. That little incident when they’d first arrived had not been pleasant, and Mina had not been pleased. Ultimately things had culminated when she’d threatened to take her business elsewhere and the hotel management had showed up to diffuse the situation. The technician that had reacted with such repulsion and disgust to their status as mutants had been sent home and was replaced, and after that things had gone smoothly.

“It’s not like a real animal hunt,” Mina began to explain. “It’s a game, and we’re given a list of items to find, or tasks to accomplish, and whoever does or finds them all in the fastest time wins. We’re going to play in teams, though,” she added.

The fun and games would come later though; first, a stop at the sauna. And as the lady X-men sat and soaked in the steam, laughing and joking and relaxing in preparation for the madness the next day, something rather strange was happening. The spa didn’t normally have mutant clientele, most being too frightened of coming out in public to indulge in something such as this, and so this rather strange phenomenon hadn’t been noticed before. There was something in the herbs and chemicals they used in the sauna, something that was meant to relax and soothe, and while that might be the effect it had on humans, on the mutant women currently soaking in and breathing in the steam, it did something quite the opposite.

By the time they had gotten ready for the club and climbed into the chauffeured limousine it was almost like they’d been drinking wine all night, though they were fairly clear-headed and aware. The main effect? An extreme loss of inhibition and a sense of euphoria unlike any you could find without some serious narcotics.

For Mina it was an all-too familiar sensation that she remembered from her troubled teenage years, but at the moment she didn’t particularly give a damn. She felt amazing, she looked amazing, and the night was just beginning. She piled into the limo behind the rest of the group and shut the door, smoothing down the skirt to her dress absentmindedly. “Arriii, darling, do you have the hunting list?” she asked with a cheeky grin as the limo driver pulled away from the curb and eased them into the clogged, congested traffic of New York City. The first club was only about 6 blocks away, but with this traffic they definitely had time to go over the rules and teams…

…And to have a little cocktail before they got there.


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Mina’s shoes <3
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Jean
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She finished off her spa treatment lounging in the roiling heated waters, her head leaning back on the cushioned edge.

“We sooo need more of these at the school, Mina. I think Hank has one down in the Infirmary… Scott uses it after physical therapy. Oh, I know,” she said, her eyes opening into slits, “get Alejandro make a natural hot spring out by the waterfall. Now that, would be useful.”

After months of stress and putting the wedding together, the tension slipping away under expert fingers and hot soothing waters seemed to explain the high she was feeling. Perhaps it was the feeling that the weight of the world was being lifted off her shoulders … or maybe it was finishing off her second glass of the really nice red wine. Whatever the cause, Jean felt as though she could dance on the ceiling and with her powers, that wasn’t impossible.

Jean relaxed into the backseat of the limo, trusting that Ari and Mina had everything figured out and all she’d need to do was go with the flow. The others piled in behind them, the limo just big enough for everyone fit.

“Alright, Ari,” she said, “what have you cooked up?” Jean turned and grinned at Mina, her friend’s comment about Logan prowess in the sack replayed in her mind. It was traditionally the bride-to-be who was supposed to indulge during the party she’d privately decided that before the night was over, Mina was going to her fire stoked.


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Ari Boyd
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Ari didn't realize what had happened in the sauna. But as they settled into the limo, she couldn't help the giddy feeling bubbling inside her. She hadn't been drinking though, not counting the two sips of wine she'd stolen off of Jean, but that would hardly have her feeling like this. Perhaps it was the excitement of the evening they had planned? Ari assumed it was a tiny bit of that, but the fact that she continued to laugh at the silliest things was a hint that there was more to it.

Putting on some berry colored lip gloss, Ari grinned at Mina's and Jean's inquiries. "Of course I've got the list!" she exclaimed, tossing her gloss into her purse as she leaned towards one of the limo's hidden compartments. Pulling out a stack of papers and pens, she handed them around to the girls, "Okay ladies, like Mina said, we're doing this in teams. The rules--you've got all night to do the list. Whichever team accomplishes the most tasks is the winner. We'll all be hanging out together, so we'll most likely know if you haven't done something. So no cheating and crossing things off if you haven't done it."

She nodded towards the list, "Now you don't all have to do the things, but obviously its more fun if you don't rely on your partners to do all of the list while you try to hide out in the background." At this, she gave some of the shyer girls a pointed look. Brushing aside her bangs, she grinned, "No telling the groom, or his friends either. Besides that, the only real rule is--have fun and try not to get arrested."

Ari looked towards Jean, "Now, the bride-to-be has to stick out, sooo--" She pulled out a box from under her seat, "Jeannie you have to wear the sash and the tiara--" The sash was bright pink and said 'Bride to Be', and the tiara had sprung from her own hands, perfect glass and prettier than any of the cheap ones she and Mina had spotted at the store. Placing the tiara on Jean's fiery hair, Ari dramatically placed a hand to her chest and began to sing, "There she is, Miss Americaaaa--" She didn't know the rest though and promptly burst into giggles.

[Ari's Dress & Shoes]




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1. Have A Guy Serenade You.

2. Have A Guy Give You His Underwear/Boxers.

3. Do A Body Shot Off A Guy.

4. Find the oldest guy in the place and ask him for a dance

5. Have a bachelor buy you a drink

6. Kiss a bald man's head

7. Get a piggyback ride from a stranger

8. Have a man speak to you in a foreign language

9. Get a guys cell phone number and call him right away with deep breathing

10. Go into the bathroom and make a veil out of toilet paper

11. Dance crazy by yourself on the dance floor

12. Show a guy your bra

13. Have a guy let you place makeup on him

14. Go to a cute man and make fart noises with your armpit in front of him

15. Lightly spank a cute guy saying, "Do you want another?"

16. Pretend like you are a ballerina and do a little show for a cute guy

17. Point down to your bum and tell a boy how much you love your bum.

18. Go up to a cute guy and pretend like you are an airhead and talk about shopping

19. Pretend like you are paranoid and ask a cute guy why they want you so bad

20. Find a guy to show you his bellybutton

21. Kiss a guy that has a scar

22. Do a lap dance for one of your friends

23. Find a guy with a bald head and rub it to make a wish

24. Ask the guy with the largest muscles if you can feel them

25. Find a cute guy with a tattoo and kiss the tattoo

26. Have a guy moon the bachelorette party group

27. Take a picture on the back of a Harley or motorcycle

28. Ask a guy for change for the condom machine

29. Get a guy to do a body shot off of you.

30. Find a guy with mullet

31. Find the guy with the fake tan

32. Ask a guy how good he is in bed

33. Get a guy to take off his shirt for you

34. Get a hot guys number

35. Steal a shot glass from the bar

36. Draw a tattoo on a bouncer or bartender

37. Have Someone Tattoo Your Arm With A Pen
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Surprisingly enough, Riva had been rather quiet up until that point. She’d barely said a word at the spa, for which all credit and gift baskets should be addressed to her masseuse. She’d practically melted on the bench as he worked out every single knot out on her back, even some Riva hadn’t been aware existed. Not that she minded; the Cajun was always a sucker for a good massage, especially from a good-looking guy. Hell, all the staff looked good.

After that performance, Riva was all set to bring Mister Magic Fingers home (or at least to the back room), but Mina had to go menopausal on her ass and click the autopilot on one of her ‘no student from Xavier’s is going to engage in some lewd act blah blah blah’ rants. Honestly. She had her Sasquatch. Riva wondered if her headmistress’s austereness sprung from a little lack of action on her end of things. If that was the case, she was going to have to talk to Mr. Logan herself…

But that would be for later. At the moment Riva was feeling rather buzzed, which should have struck her odd since her only shot of liquor that day was in the morning, a bourbon-induced jumpstart and the last of her little moonshine stash. But her mind was far from that, or her little altercation with Miss Harker, or how at 30-something she was a bit too old for the club scene… alright, so maybe she was still a little peeved. But that was a distant, distant thought when Riva walked.. no, cat-walked to the limo as she sashayed her hips and pulled a twirl to show off that layered gold halter before finally settling into the car.

Riva the Diva has arrived.

While everyone settled down, Riva gave her shoes one final inspection, adjusting the straps, tugging here and loosening there. Her halter was long enough to be a dress, but long nights at the club were the ancestral grounds for wardrobe malfunctions. And since Riva wasn’t privy on flashing anyone a la Britney Spears, she’d opted for a pair of sleek white jeans.

As Ari gave them their mission briefing, Riva finally sat up, taking the sheet of paper and looking down the list as the Latina gave them the run down. Good thing she did opt for those pants. A few seconds later, Riva’s hand shot up like she was in the classroom.

Pardonnez moi, madamoiselle Boyd!” she called, looking at the list with a somewhat worried look. “Y’ can’t really expect us t’ do some of these things, no? It’s downright shameful!” Riva gave a small huff, shaking her head disdainfully. “How am Ah supposed t’ find a man with a mullet. This is New York, sweetie, not Georgia.”

Indeed, a state of crisis. Riva leaned back on the girl next to her , in this case Violey, and inspected the rest of the list. Hazel eyes glanced at the prim and proper blonde, smiling impishly. “Twenty bucks says you can’t do number nine,” she grinned, and at Ari’s rendition of Miss America, burst into giggles as well.

“An’ as opposed t’ Miss Teen North Carolina, Jeanie’s got the beauty an’ the brains. That tiara makes y’ look damn sexy, by the way,” Riva teased, giving her fellow (albeit natural) redhead a wink.

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Avery
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Three...No wait, was it four? Yeah four. Four pina colada’s was definitely what she had had. Now the real question was, were they virgins? Of course she couldn’t taste anything but that didn’t necessarily mean that it didn’t have a shot of something in there. And if it did, it went down damn good. Even while she was in the sauna soaking in the heat she had brought her glass in there with her. Not that it lasted long.

Funny how that cold air always kicked you hard the moment you stepped out into it. She had felt fine before she left for the limo. Yet the moment she stepped outside it felt like she’d be knocked back on her ass. Avery realized that she was a lightweight but this was ridicules. You know what else was ridicules? The sexy, but impossible to walk in, shoes that she thought were oh so fabulous when she bought them. She’d best be sobering up soon lest she would be sitting all night or going bare feet. Only to add to her dilemma was the fact that she was only getting more giddy as the minutes passed.

Clamoring into the limo she promptly fell back, no exaggeration, into the corner where she tired her best to be well behaved and lady like. The residence of the institute were yet to see Avery drunk. While it wasn’t nasty to watch she did often become rather foolish and silly, a hell of a lot more daring than she usually allowed. This was going to be a night not soon to forget.

As they all got settled in Ari finally gave in and explained about the scavenger hunt. Receiving the list Avery began to grin as she read down page, figuring that she could at last manage half of them. At Ari’s cautionary words about getting arrested Avery pouted and jokingly said.

“Oh right, just take the fun right out of it.” For a moment she pretended to sulk until Ari whipped out the sash and tiara and placed it upon the redhead. Her dark brown eyes lit up and she all but squealed.

“Eeee! It’s so pretty! Like....Cinderella!”

Though in her ‘drunken’ stupor she was easily distracted by, well frankly, anything. Her eyes fell upon the many buttons that adorned the back of the limo, determining which controlled what. Looking down to her list she grinned to herself, something that became wider and more devilish the more she thought. Slipping over to the wall she discretely pushed down on the button that lowered the separation wall between them and the driver. Kneeling up on the seat she rested her arms on the panel as she gazed at the driver with a smile.

“Hey......how’s it goin’?” She began in easy yet almost flirty tones. “So yeah, I like butts eh?”

To this she had received a risen brow in the rearview mirror, it was hard to tell if he was smirking or not. Really it didn’t matter for Avery had already turned herself around and bent over to show off her tush. Luckily her dress was long in the back and would cover no matter how far she bent.

“Especially mine...” She continued, with both index fingers pointing at the said body part, her head tossed to look over her shoulder. “I just.....I love it! Its all, round and squishy, and cute! How could you not love an ass like this?” For a moment she paused to hear a slight chuckle from the front of the limo. Obviously he thought she was very out of it. They were all lovely and charming women. Completely harmless, so he thought. To this Avery grinned and looked to the women who were probably gaping at her by now.

“God....I feel just like Ace Ventura...” She giggled as she placed her hands on her tush but not totally going into the whole re-enactment. “ ‘Excuse me. I'd like to ass you a few questions?’ ”

With another string of giggles, she let herself drop to land on the seat beneath her, before smoothing out her dress. Composing herself and acting very serious, she raised her brows as she casually crossed number seventeen off her list.

“One down, thirty-six more to go...” She muttered to herself.

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Wanda
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The area of self-control, if Scott Summers marked one end of the spectrum, then it was fair to say that Wanda Maximoff’s face would be at the other. However, what tenuous threads she did have which kept her in check had been severely loosened if out snapped altogether by the spas treatment.

Coming down the elevator, she hummed and the weird carpet design swayed beneath their feet like seaweed caught in a surf; some of the humans in the car closing their eyes and turning away, in an effort not to get seasick.

In the lobby, Wanda twirled and sashayed to the main doors, her ears filled with a tune that no one else heard. Unnoticed, at least by her, her powers sparked randomly: the luggage of the heavily laden bellhop’s cart flew into the air, rolling and tumbling as though gravity had been turned off, and a Pomeranian, yipping at the heels of a hatch-faced woman who gave Wanda’s antics a condescending sneer as she past, transformed into a huge white tiger. Wanda exited the lobby as the hatch-faced woman took to her heels; the white tiger, wearing an enlarged bejeweled collar with the name Pookie on it and a delicate leash trailing behind, chased the woman in easy loping strides.

She slid into her place in the luxurious car. Her eyebrow furrowed in the effort of reading as she scanned the scavenger hunt list. Barely through the first lines on the list, Avery began talking about and rubbing her bottom for the driver. Indeed it was comely and round… and unbeknownst to Avery, the back of her dress and panties became thinner and sheerer, not completely see-thru but more like a teasing veil, giving the driver and everyone else who saw Avery from the back, ample opportunity to gaze on her pride and joy.

“I claim Avery for my team,” Wanda spoke up, instantly spotting someone who would go the extra mile to get a job done.
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Violey would have to admit she was having fun or at least trying new things. After ten minutes of watching the others enjoy relaxing she had massage given in. With a whispered threat to her masseuse just in case he caused more harm than good the European settled in. This giving in lead her to concede in Talyndal's suggestion and join everyone in the sauna. The thing was they had already been marked as mutants so going around with half your face black and white would be just peachy. When was the last time she cared about having complete and total strangers staring with mouth agape at her? It was only normal after all.

Then, as she reapplied the cover-up to her face, Violey began to feel the more daring side of her personality open up. If she was someone else the blaming of drinking an alcoholic beverage would have been used. But, no, after her first attempt to buy a bottle of wine a sip of it hadn't been tasted since. That was around two and a half years ago. "Must be something in ze air," mumbled the aerokinetic to her reflection. A fleeting second was spent as she admired herself in the mirror. A cute pink shirt was a lot better choice than black. So for once she was happy Jayson had picked it out. Then she was off to join the others in the limo. And what wonderful excitement there was already to be had for someone had brought a tiger!

She had taken the list from Ari but the aerokinetic had yet to glance at it. The goal of a scavenger hunt was to find a certain item, correct? At least that was how her friends back home had explained them. Although one had a knowing look as if she had participated in one similar to this. This friend had said something about finding a mullet. Turning to Riva, she asked, "A mullet eez a type of animal, correct? Oh, if zey are native to Georgia zan eet surely will be impossible to find a guy with one?"

“Twenty bucks says you can’t do number nine,” [Riva] grinned. Without looking up at her Violey followed down the list to number nine. Besides a few this 'hunt' seemed easy enough, so far. Though, what was the point? "Heavy breathing eez suppose to mean what?" she asked. Possibly the only point to this... this game was the understanding she would never comprehend. There was no point. "One hundred bucks, as you say, zat you cannot do number nineteen," she said briefly before smiling. "If I get to choose ze guy I will up zis bet to one hundred and fifty dollars."

Even with a daring mood growing within her the European couldn't help but shake her head. Why in the world was Avery showing her bum to the driver? Did she know the driver of the limo was suppose to be out sight out of mind? Maybe at least some of them had too much to drink already. The night was still young so there was a chance they all would soon be acting similar to the nurse-in-training. However, just glancing further down the page everything Avery had just done became clear. "Number 17," she replied aloud.

A clicking sound reverberated off the interior of the limo. Violey wanted to ask a few quick questions so she tapped the heel of one of her black stilettoo Prada boots against the floor. "May someone tell me 'oo zis Ace Ventura eez?" the aerokinetic began. "As well as what a body shot eez? Furthermore, why would a woman ask for...?" Her words cut off completely. There was no way a lady such as herself would bring up something that should be left alone between two people. Actually, studying the list even more closely a new question formed in her head. "Am I expected to perform tasks to which I believe are against ze way I am to conduct myself in ze public's eye?"
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The nightclub, Element, had surely seen a great many patrons roll up to the doors but tonight would be a legendary night. The surly face of potential club-goers stared at each woman as she emerged from the stretch limo. They’d already seen other hopeful patrons who had made flashy entrances get turned away by the jaded-eyed doorman; many of their eyes gleamed with a kind of malicious eagerness to see it happen again.

Mina, Ari, and Jean were the first out and striding past the on-lookers. The bald man at the door wore an elegant charcoal suit that did nothing to hide his muscular frame. He gave them a cold eye as they strode up to his podium; over the years, he’d come view his position as god-like, the man who separated the worthy from the unworthy, and at this point, simply being a hot babe climbing out of a limo didn’t automatically give you a pass inside.

Jean could tell as he took in her pink sash and glittery tiara, that the words ‘back of the line, ladies’ were forming on his lips. However, before he could say anything, Jean was inside his mind and changing his thoughts. His face flickered from a chilly stare to a wide welcoming grin.

“Ladies, come right in,” he said, opening the door for them in a sweeping, half-bowing gesture. The faces of the assistants near him, who’d also been expecting him to give the signal for a brush-off, turned to him in amazement.

The ladies had sorted out the teams in the limo and as they passed, Jean reached out and with a gentle hand, grabbed his necktie near his collar. The doorman’s eyes, now on level with Jean’s cleavage, widened in surprise when she used his tie as handle and pulled him forward, planting a kiss on his shaven head. Releasing him, Jean looked over her shoulder and called, “That’s number six down.” She considering doing number twenty-three, but decided that scoring more than once off the same person was cheating.

Without a backward glance at the stunned doorman, she entered the darkened interior of the nightclub, the gloom illuminated with neon reds, blues, and greens. For a moment, she stood just inside the doors, her gaze scanning the club as though she owned it… or more accurately, as though she was their queen making a public appearance.

:: I’ll be right back :: Jean thought to her friends, being heard in the over the din. Heedless of what anyone thought, Jean wrapped herself in a telekinetic field and flew over the dance floor. People stopped and gaped, muties weren’t banned but they certainly were a rarity out in public. In the cocky state of mind Jean was in, she couldn’t care less. She flew over the top rail and landed in the DJ’s booth, high over the lighted dance floor.

She plucked the microphone out of the stunned man’s hands. “It’s your lucky night,” she told the people, their necks craned up to see the red-haired mutant. “My friends and I are here for my bachelorette party. Can I get a –Hell yeah-?” Jean held the microphone out as a cue and audience responded.

“Hell yeah!” they screamed. Unbeknownst to anyone, as Jean spoke, she was affecting the crowd, not inducing the mutie-haters to change their opinion but instead, she was working on the crowd mentality. She felt the buzzing minds and gave them a nudge in the right direction, inciting them to be welcoming and thrilled for the bachelorette party join them. The club-goers whooped, clapped, and jumped in excitement as she continued her speech; anyone who Jean hadn’t nudged directly was eventually caught up and carried along by the crowd’s excitement.

“That’s what I like to hear,” she said approvingly. “We’re all single ladies, at least I am for one last night… and we want to meet all you sexy men before our night is over.” A rowr of husky, male voices sounded from the crowd.
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Ari Boyd
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“An’ as opposed t’ Miss Teen North Carolina, Jeanie’s got the beauty an’ the brains. That tiara makes y’ look damn sexy, by the way,” Riva teased.

Ari burst out laughing at Riva's comment, "That's because Jeannie had maps growing up. She knows 'Such As' isn't a place..." In her current state of mind, Ari was finding everything really, really funny. She knew, vaguely, in the back of her mind, that something was off. But, well, she felt really good and she wasn't in any discomfort at all, so why worry? At that moment, worries were so very far from Ari's mind it wasn't funny.

Avery pointing at her bum for the chauffeur, however, was funny. Ari had never seen the elven so free-spirited in front of others before, but she hardly questioned it, instead wishing she'd had her cellphone out to snap a picture and laughing the entire time. Wanda instantly claimed Avery, and Ari grinned towards Riva, her voice taking on a very Southern drawl, "So Miss Lafitte, you reckon' ya got it in you to get through that list with me?" The candy apple redhead would be an excellent choice of partner, if not just for her brashness then at least her sense of humor.

They rolled up to the club, Element, and Ari couldn't help the excitement coursing through her. This place wasn't like anywhere she'd been before. She strode behind Jean, her head held high and an overwhelming sense of confidence coursing through her. There was no question as to why the bouncer led them through with such ease. Having a powerful telepath in your circle had many a perk and Ari chuckled behind her hand as Jean kissed his bald head. Damn, she was really going to have to start getting in on the list now. First Avery, now Jean... Ari refused to sit idly by. After all, she'd chosen the list in the first place. She knew she could do many of the items. Of course, normally she would have had more difficulty with a few of the tasks...but right now the thought of asking a random guy how good he was in bed was hardly scary at all. Rather, she felt bold, like she had the right to do whatever she pleased.

Jean's voice echoed through her mind, and Ari took the moment to look around the club, taking in the people and the setup. It was a pretty bad ass club, she had to admit. She decided instantly she'd have to drag Warren here sometime. Jean's voice echoed through the club and Ari turned her attention towards the redhead in the distance, tilting her head at the speed with which Jean had moved from her side to the DJ booth.

At Jean's encouragement, Ari cupped her hands and yelled out, "HELL YEAH!" The energy of the denizens in the club seemed to be even higher now and as a tall, broad shouldered hottie with jet black hair strode past, Ari's hand seemed to have a mind of its own. Without even a thought, her hand swung out, promptly smacking his tush through his slacks. He turned, obviously surprised, and Ari smirked cockily, "Want another?"
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