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Blind Date; B-17; Lorna, Kitty, Bobby
Topic Started: Jul 30 2009, 06:10 PM (164 Views)
Bobby Drake	Jul 30 2009, 06:10 PM Post #1
Newbie Posts: 12 Group: Members Member #59 Joined: Jul 27, 2009	It was just another beautiful day at Xavier's, as if there was such a thing as there not being a day of beauty here in Westchester. Bobby had lived in the upstate New York area his whole life, and he had never seen a more idyllic place in his life. That was not to say that Bobby didn't hope to travel, and perhaps he could, once he was fully inducted into the X-Men and shown enough mastery over his own powers. The sun shone through the paned glass window of his bedroom in tight beams, shining over Bobby's frame as he stood in front of the large mirror. He sighed a little bit, finally doing up the black leather belt holding his slacks up, his own dark silky dress shirt still untucked and looking like it was in need of an iron. Lorna stood in the doorway, waiting for him and he glanced over at her in the background of his own reflection. He had just showered, and while they still had more than an hour left of sunlight and his date with his mystery girl wasn't until seven. And as he ran his fingers through his dirty blonde hair, smoothing his strands of hair out into thin spikes jutting out from his head, he wished that he was at the beach, or lounging out in front of the pool, going for a cool swim or working on his tan. Or pumping some iron. He didn't know, anything was better than blind dates set up by friends. Which usually turned out to be majorly embarassing, as he had seen on TV. But he had agreed, since Lorna was one of his best friends and he really didn't want to disappoint her. Not to mention, one of her friends set her up with Scott and she wanted to return the favor, she said. And Bobby was one of the few remaining bachelors at the school (which he didn't mind). And she might just stop begging him, and making him feel bad, so he was a sucker and just gave in. He could indulge her for one night, and put up the embarassment and boring conversation for one night, and then go to his mundane life and video games afterwards. He was nervous though, having not been on a date in a while. He hadn't had much luck with women, allthough he flirted like the devil with every girl he could find, just because it was fun for him. Last girl he thought about asking out was likely Wanda, and he knew that she would be too much no-nonsense for him to mix with Drake's wacky style. "I can't believe I'm doing this, Lorna. I feel like such a dweeb.." He needed someone who could appreciate the value of jokes and having fun, and there didn't seem to be anyone like that here. Ah well, Bobby could dream. It was a dinner date and a movie, not a proposal for marriage. She could go off and be happy with someone else, while Drake returned to playing Metal Gear Solid. He then turned to look over his shoulder at his green haired companion, biting into his lip. "You sure this isn't a joke? And that this is someone I've never met? And that the guys aren't waiting outside to pull my pants down or something, and put a picture of my boxers on MySpace?" He then finally tucked in his shirt, taking a deep breath, brushing his hand over the side of his smooth face, his own icy irises glistening back at him as he looked at himself for a moment, with a smirk, at his own joke. Of course, nobody would do that to him, not when he had Scooby boxers on. Edited by Bobby Drake, Jul 30 2009, 06:30 PM.



Polaris	Jul 30 2009, 08:13 PM Post #2
Newbie Posts: 13 Group: Members Member #39 Joined: May 25, 2009	“You are a dweeb Bobby” She grinned as she leaned against the old oak door frame, Kitty had had her time playing cupid and now it was Lornas turn to try and matchmake up a little romance, you could never have too much love in the air after all. “Whether you do this or not you'll always be a dweeb in my eyes” Her bright green hair fell softly over her shoulder as she laughed quietly, her nose wrinkling up as she tried to stifle it. She had a good feeling about this, Kitty and Bobby were just about as quirky as each other so this could go awesomely well... or it could be an epic fail, Lorna in a clock shop kind of epic fail. So needless to say the teen was hoping that they got along, who knows if it all went well she could be a bridesmaid at their wedding. Wow, totally getting ahead of herself there. “You really think i would go t all this effort to get a pic of your boxers?” She kicked out her jean clad leg into a pile of washing, nudging dirty underwear with her Etnies “Seriously? I wouldn't have to look too far” Sticking her tongue out to her blonde haired counterpart she sighed theatrically and tapped her foot on the floor “You know i think you take longer than me to get ready sometimes? I think the word is metrosexual” She grinned sidelong at bobby.



Bobby Drake	Jul 30 2009, 09:09 PM Post #3
Newbie Posts: 12 Group: Members Member #59 Joined: Jul 27, 2009	It was true. Bobby's room was mess, as looking like more a place for a dump truck to dump its trash. But Bobby was one of those guys who was just too lazy at times to even bother keeping it clean on a regular basis. It would just get dirty again after all. He'd leave it to clean-neat freaks like Lorna's boyfriend Scott, as it would take away too much from Bobby's video game time. But it's not like Lorna was really even supposed to be coming into his room, and conducting an inspection tour, like she was his mother. When he wanted to bring a girl back to his room to...uh, snuggle..with, then he would tidy things up a bit. Thank god he didn't have Warren, or Hank, or a roommate period. He brushed his comb through his hair one last time, just getting it right. But then Lorna said the 'M' word to him, and his eyes widened as he stopped the motions of his hand through his hair, just staring at the green haired vixen in the mirror behind him. He was really overdoing it a bit, for a date he really didn't care about. But it's been a while since he had dolled himself up, and he wanted to be stylish for once. His tie and shirts that he had worn to his grandmother's funeral a few years back weren't doing anything, sitting in his closet. Taking too long to get ready, huh? "And that's saying something, huh Lorna? Meh. I'm probably going into overkill here." He grinned a bit, looking back at his own face, leaning in close. "But at least it'll be fun to see the girl fawn over me, and my righteous attire, before we get into some oh-so interesting dinner conversation tonight about shoes, and clearance sales." He rolled his eyes a bit, and he wrapped his navy blue tie around his neck, starting to tie it into loops around his neck, as his father had showed him. He was truly planning for a dull afternoon, but couldn't be too much worse than a night of dull video games. It still took him to get his necktie right into a double Windsor, and he grabbed the jacket off the back of his chair. "Not that your friends are boring or anything, Lorna. I'd hate for you to pull my fillings out with your powers, one by one." He took a deep breath, sliding the dinner jacket over his shoulders, pushing one arm in and then the other. Slowly, he spin around on his heels, not quite Gucci or anything, to look at Lorna. He then grinned a bit, his lips coming back to reveal his perfectly white teeth, all fourty two of them, and shook his head. He then reached over onto his desk, grabbing the spare necktie off his desk and holding it in his hands, before presenting it to Lorna. He would get a chance to meet her before they went out on their date in about an hour, so he could cringe a little bit before going on their date. He was thinking totally negatively, but knowing Lorna, her friends were probably not too different from her, and think he was some cute little dork who could be entertained for a little while, before being shuffled aside. Who would want to kiss a block of ice anyways? "Okay, ready for the march down death row." When he was blindfolded, hopefully not too many people would recognize him, and realize how much of a goofball sucker he looked like. Edited by Bobby Drake, Jul 30 2009, 09:35 PM.



Polaris	Jul 30 2009, 09:39 PM Post #4
Newbie Posts: 13 Group: Members Member #39 Joined: May 25, 2009	“Oh yeah I can just see her swooning now...” Theatrically putting her hand to her head and feigning weakness at the knees, just like an old time romance movie where the women couldn't so much as look at a man without practically having a god damn orgasm as the man introduced themselves as the son of some oil tycoon. “And compulsively as a woman she would need to tell you about her footwear, what century is it in your brain there Drake? God help you is shes so brash to flash a little ankle at you, they'll lock her up!” She teased, tugging on her jeans exposing the rainbow striped socks. Rolling her eyes at the comment on her powers she expectantly held her hand out and snatched the spare tie out of his hand and wrapped it over his eyes. Sneakily jumping in front of him and waving her hand in front of his face, making sure he couldn't see, he didn't move a muscle so she grinned and fixed what he obviously thought was a proper tie knot. “Drama queen” She giggled as she grabbed his shoulder and led him out of his room, kicking the door on the pig sty closed as she left, tuning right at the girls showers (she was sure Bobby was well acquainted with them) she arrived at Kittys dorm door kicking a knock at the door while she held onto her blonde friend, making sure he didn't sneak a peak. Edited by Polaris, Jul 30 2009, 09:58 PM.



Shadowcat	Jul 30 2009, 10:30 PM Post #5
Meow =^_^= Posts: 73 Group: Narrators Member #28 Joined: Apr 18, 2009 Mutant Level #1 Kitty - Beta Development Points + 0.70	The pile of clothes on the floor was slowly getting bigger. She threw another top on the pile, sighing irritably as she continued to hunt through her wardrobe for the perfect outfit. What were you suppose to wear for a blind date? Casual? Formal? Something in-between? In a fit of worry, she’d texted Lorna ten minutes ago pleading with her to tell her what in store but so far she’d had no reply. Although, knowing Lorna she’d probably of short circuited her phone or something. “Just pick something!” Kitty commanded herself, looking at the few clothes left on the hangers in her wardrobe. When inspiration didn’t come to her, she sighed and reached for one of her prettier dresses, black knee length thing with purple trimming.a After fastening it, she took a spin in front of her mirror, slightly satisfied that she’d found something that actually fit nicely and wasn’t too dressy or too casual. “What do ya think?” she asked the faces staring down at her from her posters. Realising she probably seemed quite mad talking to inanimate objects, she returned to the mirror while she fussed over her hair. Kitty was never usually indecisive, in fact she’d describe herself as more impulsive but she was quite nervous over her upcoming date. She’d been on a few dates in High School, but that was usually to hang out at the Mall for the afternoon, this “blind date” business was all new to her. Lorna had been so smug even since she’d sprung the idea on her, describing it as some sort of “reward” for fixing up her and Scott. Kitty rolled her eyes at the memory, when did she become such a charity case that she needed her mates to set up dates for her? She pursed her lips, inspecting her hair and deciding it was probably best to let it hang loose, clipping in a purple bow so it didn’t seem to plain. She inspected herself one more time in the mirror, checking her eyeliner hadn’t smudged and no lint had appeared on her dress in the past few minutes. The knock on the door jolted her out of her scrutinizing. With a nervous giggle, she fastened her purple shoes and teetered to the door. Why on earth had she decided to wear heels, she scolded herself before she opened the door. She just hoped her date didn’t mind it if she fell over a lot. She took a deep breath and opened the door, the beaming face of Lorna greeting her. She pouted at her friend before turning her attention to her date. She had to bite back a gasp as she recognised him. She’d seen him hanging around the mansion but had never actually spoken to him. She grinned at Lorna, remembering her offhanded comment to her green haired friend about how fine he had been. Looked like Lorna had a good memory. Unable to help herself, Kitty lifted herself onto her tiptoes and gave him a quick peck on the cheek, muttering a quick “Surprise!” to him before stepping back so one of them could take off the blindfold.



Bobby Drake	Jul 31 2009, 01:01 AM Post #6
Newbie Posts: 12 Group: Members Member #59 Joined: Jul 27, 2009	Bobby grinned a bit, looking down at the floor for a moment, and clicking the gleaming black shoes on his feet together, his hands stuffed sheepishly into the pockets of his trousers. It was scary, almost, having never seen Lorna like this before, so extroverted and well...funny. Like if just from being in Drake's presence, his own sense of humor had rubbed off on her. "Century, Lorna? I mean, now. When half the girls I know can't talk about anything more than shoes and dolls and having tea. But whatever.." He smirked, and he let his hands dropped to his sides as he allowed Lorna to tie the blindfold around his eyes, and slowly lead him out of his room, and down the floor to his own mystery date. One foot in front of the other, he followed Lorna down the hall and around the corner to the upper part of the 'B' dormitories. He waved around with his hand, hoping he would not lose his balance as he was guided by Lorna. He fought back the urge to snicker. Being blind folded was awefully...kinky, he had to admit. He had not gone to this part of the second floor of the mansion, and he had talked to his female friends. And having walked into the girls' shower room by accident, and caught Jean and Storm and various other girls in states of undress...a couple of times. One of his fondest memories, although he was sure that Jean had nearly put his eye out after hitting him with her handbag. "Oh god, someone kill me now.." He sighed, and a smirk came over his lips, dreading this moment more than going to the dentist, for sure. He was going to be bored out of his mind, and hardly able to wait for the night to be over so the bore-fest could finally end. "I'll bet that she has some really dumb power, like she has the ability to grow flowers out of her hands, or something useless like that.." Finally, he felt Lorna bring him to a halt as he stood there, and then heard the fateful knock on the door, assuming only that they had arrived at the girl's room. The blonde just stood there now, patiently, waiting for the blindfold to be removed from his face so that he could look down at his charge for the next several hours. There was nothing for several moments, as he heard the door open and the pitter-patter of light footsteps. He then felt a small peck of lips on his cheek, a small electric surge of pleasure traveling up his spine and he heard the girl's voice saying "Suprise!". Mmm. Well, I definitely liked that. And then the blindfold was pulled off of his eyes from Lorna beside him, and he saw nothing but bright white light as his blue eyes struggled to adjust to the light, after being engulfed in a world of darkness. He blinked once, and then twice, as his vision came back to him and he laid his eyes on the young girl standing in front of him, standing a few inches shorter than him. And he was blown away, to the say the least. His eyes widened and his soft lips parted, as his jaw dropped open, as he looked over with his eyes. She was stunning beautiful, in every sense of the word. And she looked down to earth and smart, and classy, with the dressy gown she was wearing and high heels. Their mutual blue eyes just gazed at each other, in silence for a long moment, a blissful eternity that seemed to slow down and progress for what seemed like forever. His heart sped up, and he felt his throat becoming dry, to his dismay, worrying him that he would not be able to say anything coherent to her. He bit his lip, as he looked at her dress and how almost formal it was, much like his own tie and dinner jacket, on a dress shirt, as if they were going to a ballroom dance. They had both overdressed, as if they had read each other's mind, and it was hilarious. He listened to the drumming of his heart in his ears, unable to not stare at her features like a father seeing his own newborn child for the first time, and falling in love with her. His tongue moved over his lips, chuckling a little bit as he turned to look at Lorna for a moment, and then back at Kitty. "Wow. Did you shoot me? Because I think I'm in heaven, right about now..." He almost smacked himself upside the head for saying something so cheesy, but Kitty was so immaculate to him that he couldn't think of anything else, let alone introductions. Edited by Bobby Drake, Jul 31 2009, 01:16 AM.



Shadowcat	Aug 2 2009, 09:44 AM Post #7
Meow =^_^= Posts: 73 Group: Narrators Member #28 Joined: Apr 18, 2009 Mutant Level #1 Kitty - Beta Development Points + 0.70	(OC: upon request, writing Lorna out) She waited with mixed feelings as Lorna pulled off the blindfold in a flurry; the green haired girl seemed to be revelling in her new position as cupid Kitty observed wryly. She wondered if she was that annoying when she was trying to get Lorna and Scott together… She was snapped back into the present as his blindfold was taken off, the boy left blinking at the sudden onslaught of light. The bravado that had made her impulsively kiss him had suddenly disappeared, nerves getting the better of her she started to bite on her nail as he seemed to examine her. She tried not to be too obvious as she eyed him up and down. Cute Blonde hair, baby blue eyes. She could feel her heart flutter in her chest; she has a feeling she was falling in love… As cliché as it sounded to her. 'Oh please don’t be a freak,' she thought, sending up a silent plea, feeling herself blush under his gaze. She let out a nervous giggle at his chat up line. “Gee thanks, and here was me thinking you’d running screaming in the other direction.” “I’ll let you two get better acquainted, don’t do anything I wouldn’t do!” Lorna gushed enthusiastically, “Give me a text later, let me know how it goes.” The girl smiled at them both, before quickly disappearing to leave the two mutants staring at eachother. Kitty looked up at the guy shyly, “Erm, dunno if Lorna introduced me or anything, but I’m Kitty Pryde.” She waved awkwardly, unsure of what to do in the situation, a hand shake seemed so formal, and giving him a hug hello seemed a bit too forward, for the moment atleast. ‘C’mon Kitty, pull yourself together, he’s gonna think you’re a total idiot if you don’t get it together soon!’ she thought, trying to pull herself out of her shell. “So, erm, not really sure what’s suppose to happen now. Don’t suppose you have any ideas? Dinner.. Movies… Paintballing?” she laughed at her last suggestion, realising how silly they’d both look if they turned up to paintball wearing formal clothes. “Don’t think we’re exactly dressed for it though. Oh well, great minds think alike.” She smiled at him, hoping her nerves would take a backseat soon so she could enjoy herself.



Bobby Drake	Aug 3 2009, 12:15 AM Post #8
Newbie Posts: 12 Group: Members Member #59 Joined: Jul 27, 2009	Bobby just stood there, hanging off the small petite girl's every word, his heart throbbing against the inner wall of his own ribcage. He was glad that Lorna had gone, not that she was annoying or anything, but he didn't want her to feel like a third wheel or something and he wanted to be alone with his new date, free to scrutinize and oogle her as much as he could want. He grimaced a little, and looked away from her and down at the floor, as he brought up Lorna introduced her to him. He bit his lip, feeling a little guilty to say the least. He had pretty much dismissed his date tonight for being a boring floozy, before he had even seen her. Pretty much based on hearsay and his pre-conceptions of how lame that blind dates could be sometimes, as fate brought two completely different people together that didn't work. But, after seeing Kitty now, and what his heart told him, he couldn't have been more happy to be wrong. In fact, he was going to likely jump all over Lorna tomorrow, and huggle her to death to thank her for fixing him up with Kitty. After he laid in bed, and dreamt about his cute new date. Assuming things didn't go completely wrong. But how could it? He made up his mind already. Embracing her with how ecstatic he was to meet her was far too much for just meeting her, as did outright pouncing on Kitty and utterly snogging her, so he extended his hand to hers. His fingers parted to accept her tiny hand as she gripped his own flesh in her own, making his first real physical contact with her, as he closed his fingers around her own hand in return. It felt warm, and comforting and Bobby looked down and smiled, brushing his thumb over her skin affectionately over his skin."Oh, you can call me anything you want, babes." He then grinned at her, and the reaction to what how he had said it to her in a husky tone. He liked to lay it on thick sometimes, really enjoying getting a rise out of Kitty. She was really nervous and he could tell she had the butterflies in her stomach. Bobby however was cool, as much as his namesake, as he was a bit older and this wasn't his first rodeo with a girl. That didn't mean that things always went well. There was worse things he could do. He could start singing to her very loudly, and embarass the hell out of her in front of the entire hall, singing "You've Lost That Lovin' Feeling" like Tom Cruise did. He laughed a little bit, biting into his lip, as he searched her own eyes, trying not to make her too uncomfortable. What was it about this girl that made her feel so uncomfortable? She was damn beautiful, and she seemed suprised that a guy was looking at her like that. "Nah, just kiddin'. My name is Bobby. Bobby Drake. Darn glad to meet ya."His face lit up, his features near beaming as she mentioned their attire, and how they looked dolled up for a night on the town, with drinks and nightlife with the rest of the young, rich New York glitterati. Yeah, right. "I know! We were thinking the same thing. Dude, where's our limo?" He then laughed a little bit harder, brushing his hand through the near-crystalline spikes of his hair. A smirk came over his lips, as Kitty suggested paintballing. "Mmm, yeah. Sounds like fun. Dressed like this, we could play like we're secret agents or something. Mr. and Mrs. Smith!" He then grinned a bit more, raising an eyebrow suggestively. "What to do when we get home though, when we're drenched in paint and waiting for the laundry to get done. Hmm..." He then pressed a finger to his jaw, in deep thought. His hand pressed to the wall, leaning against it as he looked down at Kitty, brushing his tongue over his lips. He wanted to have a good time, and he felt like he owed it to Kitty to make it memorable for her too. He HAD to make her want to come back on a date with him again afterwards, after all. "But in all honestly, Kitty, I was just thinking about a spin on my bike, some dinner, a movie...then maybe playing with a ball of string afterwards. Rawr." He then curled his fingers like cat claws, and hissed at her playfully, allowing his goofy side to show. He was ready for some fun. Edited by Bobby Drake, Aug 3 2009, 01:24 AM.



Shadowcat	Aug 5 2009, 10:11 PM Post #9
Meow =^_^= Posts: 73 Group: Narrators Member #28 Joined: Apr 18, 2009 Mutant Level #1 Kitty - Beta Development Points + 0.70	She was still reeling from his touch, as innocent as it had been her heart rate had increased as they shook hands. She was almost expecting to see sparks coming from their hands it felt so intense to her. His hand was surprisingly cold to her, but as his fingers caressed the back of her hand this observation was quickly pushed out as she fought to contain a giggle of pleasure. “Anything I want humm?” She took back her hand and wrapped her arms around herself; “I’ll have to remember that.” She looked up at him from under her eyelashes, the hint of a smile forming on her lips. “But I suppose I’ll just have to settle with Bobby for now.” It was like a switch had been flipped inside of her, the apprehension vanishing almost as quickly as it arrived to be replaced by this newfound confidence; it was almost verging on flirtation. Kitty allowed herself to smile at him, well; she reasoned with herself, you only live once… And there was no harm in it. She giggled as his suggestion, “Well, I like the sound of the Mr & Mrs Smith idea, but hey, we could always leave that till another time, when I’m not wearing my best dress… And when we could maybe sneak into the Danger Room for some actual action, not just with paint.” She arranged her features to make herself look as innocent as possible, batting her eyelashes at him. “Unless, you’re not into the whole sneaking around and breaking the rules scene.” As he licked his lips she felt a shiver run down her spine in anticipation. She’d unconsciously moved closer towards him as they spoke, and now she could almost sense every movement both their bodies made. She gulped quietly, forcing herself to look back into his crystal clear eyes and not to fall under whatever spell he was weaving on her. Jeez Kitty-cat, she scolded herself, you’ve only been in his presence ten minutes tops and you’re acting like a love starved puppy, stop staring and speak! “Dinner and a movie sounds like a cool idea,” She agreed, smiling up at him, even in her high heels she was still shorter than him. “As for the ball of string... well… I only do that on request.” She stuck her tongue out at him, pretending to preen herself like a cat. “You gotta bike? Oh I hope you don’t mean a bicycle, cuz I have a horrible feeling I wouldn’t last long on it with this outfit.” She tugged on the skirts of her dress, making sure it was hanging right. “And just so you’re warned, me and bikes don’t have a good history. Logan still blames me for trashing his.” She blew a lock of hair out of her face, pouting as she remembered her arrival to the Mansion. “Totally wasn’t my fault though, it’s a long story, I’ll save it for dinner conversation.”



Bobby Drake	Aug 9 2009, 04:36 PM Post #10
Newbie Posts: 12 Group: Members Member #59 Joined: Jul 27, 2009	The frigid mutant, known best as Iceman just looked down at her, his heart going haywire inside of him, keeping his eyes locked down on hers now. They were immensely beautiful, and he just stared at them, just lost in his own world with her. Someone could probably bump into them, and he wouldn't even notice it or care. "Yup, anything you want. You've got alot of time..." He nearly whispered to her, passing far within her boundaries of space, without any sense of resistance. His own blanket of seduction that he was trying to weave around her, her own charms were drawing him in as well. His arms passed around her lithe form, and he held her close, not aggressively as Bobby became as forward with her as he dared. His chest almost pressed against her own, her own head just below his own heart, as his fingertips pressed gently into the back of her dress, as his head passed the distance between them, his skin of his forehead pressing into hers as his lips passed over her ear, his soft tone having gotten that huskiness to it. "So think about it, huh?" He grinned a little bit, pulling away slowly as his hand withdrew from her back, having given her a little taste of what he wanted to offer her. Something that Bobby hoped silently would come to fruition. He smiled at her, nodding as he listened to her speak. He always thought that what people said about "falling in love at first sight" was just a myth, but now the young X-Man was hardly sure anymore. He wasn't going to complain. He wasn't a telepath, but he could only pray that Kitty felt the same. He felt proud, that Kitty seemed to be coming out of her shell, and feeling comfortable with him. It was odd how Bobby had that effect on people, about how he was a person you could rely on and trust, a kindred spirit almost. However, his jaw just hit the floor, as he stared at Kitty with her next words. 'Unless you're not into the whole sneaking around and breaking the roles scene'. His breath stuttered a bit inside of his lungs, and felt like he was going to fall down or something, bewildered. "Are you kiddin'? I made that scene fashionable, and wrote a coupla books on the subject."He laughed a bit, almost giddy and shaking now. He just was seeing Kitty now in a totally new light, one that was brighter than ever before, if that was possible. It was almost shocking, to find someone that was practically your own missing other half. "This one time, I played a practical joke on Logan myself. During one of our exercises, he was barkin' at us in his sergeant mode, and I just found it so hilarious that I couldn't stop laughing, like something out of Full Metal Jacket or something. And Logan got really pissed off, and made me run laps. So, I decided to get back at him with a joke: putting some fourty-weight motor oil from the garage in his coffee. The look on his face was priceless before spitting some out. I'm sure he swallowed some of it too, but he said that he was going to tear my heart out and eat it in front of me. Normally, he just says he'll tear my heart out." He laughed a litttle bit, shaking his head. "Not like I thought he'd even notice anyways, because the coffee around here tastes like crap anyways." He just laughed a little bit, biting into his lip, loving his own fond memories of trouble making and giving Professor Xavier some gray hairs, if he could ever have hair again. And he was looking forward to some more mischief with Kitty, as some sort of interesting, modern day Bonnie and Clyde pairing. Oh my god, she's so awesome. I'm gonna have to break open my piggy bank and buy the ring in advance, and get Lorna to plan the wedding. Provided I don't smush Lorna with my huggling, for introducing her to me and then Kitty, for being so awesome. He just hung out up against the wall, looking at her again, in deep thought. He smirked, nodding in affirmative. "Yup, it's a neat little Kawasaki. A real crotch rocket. I think the Professor got it for me as a gift, once I got my permit." He grinned a little bit, cocking his head to the side. "It's better than a bicycle, because you'd probably have to be riding on my lap or on the handlebars or something. Here, you can just hold onto me tight from behind. Come on! I'll show you!" He then grasped her hand in his own, the warm feel of her flesh extremely comforting as he ran with Kitty down the halls, finding her to do some suprisingly good running in high heels, despite some minor stumbling which delayed for them for a seconds, as Bobby grasped her and held her up. Moments later, they were together in the garage, just staring at the blue and green motorcycle, as Bobby slid off his dinner jacket and put on his leather jacket, finding it far more appropriate for bike riding as it didn't hang as low. He zipped it, seeing Logan's helmet hanging on the hook beside his own and he glanced back at Kitty for a second, before taking it off the hook. When in Rome... "Sorry, Logan. Gonna have to go without, next time ya head off to the bar." He then smiled widely as he gently tossed the helmet to Kitty to put on. He hardly had a dime to his name, and he didn't know where he would find the cash to take Kitty some place nice for dinner. But he was going to have a good time with her, just being with someone so special, and that was more than enough. Edited by Bobby Drake, Aug 9 2009, 07:01 PM.



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