Summer 2016 - Mikael

[Starfish]

Jimmy: "Why do we gotta go tramping around this forest anyways?" Jimmy grumbled, "I got enough mud and animal shit back home to be worryin' about," He pulled a face and wiped the base of his trainer on a tree, "Why don't his folks just like ... microchip him or somethin'?"

Jolen: Jolen smiled at that. "Do your parents have you microchipped?" Trapsing through the snow in just jeans and boots, plant life from his hair acting as a cape.

Jimmy: "No ... because my parents are DEEEEEEEAD ... well, not really, I dunno who my folks are, I just wanted to say that."

Rachel: When Rachel had gotten back from her amazingly awesome vacation, she hadn't expected to take a trip to Russia to rescue a stray. As she followed the others through the dense forest, she pointed out, "We all need chipped."

Jolen: "My parents are dead and I'd didn't need microchipping while they were alive no matter how much I ran about in the forest." Chuckling alittle at Rachels comment. "I'm unsure chipping would work on some of us."

Melati: "I'm seriously considering that," Melati remarked, no idea where she was going. She knew that around them where trees, and in each direction a lot more trees. "Microchips for all once we get back to the school. I'm so sick of trying to find your abducted asses, anyway."

Jimmy: "Ugh, way to ruin the joke, Jolen."

Rachel: "Who doesn't want to look at my ass?" Rachel asked with a smirk as she glanced back to the others, almost walking into a branch as she did so.

Mikael: There weren't just trees. There was a lot of snow too. Crunchy snow, all the better for showing up worryingly large wolf-prints in...

Jolen: Jolen was following the wolf prints happily, more then used to tracking stuff in the snow that and he could smell the wolf thing faintly in the direction they were going in. "I'm sorry Jimmy, I didn't mean to get a=offended about dead parent jokes."

Melati: "It's summer break, and I'm wading through snow in some Russian backwoods," Melati muttered, scaling yet another small hill, expecting to find even more trees behind it. "Which by itself isn't even half-bad, had we only stopped to pick up that moonshine vodka as I've said we should."

Jimmy: "There's no point anyone getting offended by dead parent jokes, it's like a Batman convention back at that school. I'm with Mel, we should go pick up some potato juice and hunt down those mail-order brides that apparently pop up all over Russia."

Mikael: There were more trees, alright. And snow. And a large shadowy silohette in between a couple of them that was suddenly gone with a flurry of movement.

Jolen: "Or we could actually go find the potential student we have here, and jimmy I know you don't have sarcasm in your world but thats what I just did." Smiling and sticking his tongue out at the lad before darting off after the flurry. "Come on!"

Jimmy: "... Yeeah, anyone else getting Dog Solider flashbacks here?"

Rachel: "It feels so wrong to be walking through snow while sunburned... in the middle of summer," Rachel commented, "After I just spent a good deal of time on the beach... Though, Disney World is totally lame and doesn't serve vodka."

Melati: "How does anyone survive that place then," Melati asked Rachel, as she followed the others, leaping over a fallen tree. Her bare feet left large, clawed prints in the white snow.

Mikael: There was another flurry of movement and a light growl, followed by a snapping and a whimper as something less-than-gracefully tried to run away from the group.

Melati: Her long, pointed ears twitched. "I think I've just heard something fall on its ass," Melati commented, pausing to sniff the cold air. "This way!"

Jolen: Jolen just picked up his speed, he was built to run in this environment and if needed he could do that weird ass root transport thing again, he was following that thing without slowly or breaking stride.

Jimmy: "Maybe it's a lost russian bride," Jimmy perked up, trailing after her.

Rachel: "I think part of me died there," she admitted with a smirk as she squinted into the shadows of the trees. Startling at the noise, the smirk immediately left her face as she turned sharply toward the noise, moving through the snow to follow Melati with some difficulty. Unlike her and Jolen, she was not made to trudge through snow.

Jimmy: "Yo, Rache, can't you just like .... brain feeler out to let us know if it's what we're looking for and not ... a drunk bear falling outta a tree or nothing?"

Melati: "If it's a drunk bear, can we keep him?" Melati asked, looking back over her shoulder. "I want to make friends and ride it."

Rachel: "I'm not an animal whisperer," Rachel answered with a roll of her eyes.

Mikael: They were chasing him?! Why the hell were they chasing him? They weren't even Russian - were they here for him? Ugh, of course they were, they didn't smell all-human and let's face it, there was nothing else interesting in this forest. His dad was going to kill him...

Jolen: "Hey wait up! We need to speak to you!" Legs pumping he sped up even more, there was a reason he could keep up with most cars and it was because of all those muscles working in unison so perfectly with a bit of help from plant biology.

Jimmy: "Ugh, fine, can melt pavements with her frontal lobe but letting us know if we're about to be eaten by drunk bears and she's useless," Jimmy grumbled, tripping over a burried tree root and landing face first in the snow, "MOTHERFUCKINGTITWANKTOFFEEBANANA!"

Melati: "Here, doggy!" Melati ran up another incline to get a better vantage point. "Momma Mel got a big stick for you!" Wait, that came out all kinds of wrong, she thought, right before she slipped on some hidden ice.

Jolen: As Jolen went down the inclines his spines came in useful, snagging on things and dragging him on ice to slow him down, keeping his balance going she he could just keep running, it reminded him of a time when't he'd ran a deer to the ground.

Mikael: There was some decidedly vitrolic Russian swearing before there was another yelp and the sound of something large falling over. More swearing followed, degenerating to mutterbeing before a heavily accented "I am not a fucking [/i]dog[/i]!" echoed out.

Jimmy: Jimmy sat up and shook the snow off his face, "Guessin' that' our fella?"

Jolen: "Good! We're not after a dog we're after a werewolf!" Jolen shouted laughing as he ran through the snow after the trails, searching for the far off voice.

Melati: "Then we promise your balls have nothing to fear from us, no matter what you did with them," Melati called into the vague direction where the voice had come from.

Jimmy: "She lies, no man's manhood is safe from her lecherous, lizardly ways," Jimmy said, poking his nose gently to check it wasn't busted.

Melati: "Hey!" Melati turned her head to glare at Jimmy, before she let out a loud sigh. "Okay, he's right, but that's totally a good thing! You can ask anyone!"

Mikael: Oh great, Americans. The fingure huffed, giving up and sitting up before standing. "Alright, alright, fine, I'll stop running, da?" His voice was low, growly, not something that should have come from a human throat...which was fair enough, considering he looked like he'd walked fresh off the set of Helsing...

Jolen: Jolen slowed down to walk the last few yards barely out of breath and smiling. "No worries we come in peace, we just wish to talk with you." Then he rouned the snow heap to get a good look at the guy -oh wow...

Jimmy: "Hey, he's not naked is he?" Jimmy just wanted to check before he came to have a look.

Mikael: "Da, I am. But I'm also decent. Vell, as decent as I get. Vhat the hell do you vant? Did Dad send you out here? I told him it vas the girl's fault, not mine!"

Melati: "At least until my feet get really cold, then I'll drag you out of here by your tail if I have to." Melati trudged closer, her gaze sizing up the tall werewolf. "Yes, your dad told us you're hiding out here, but whatever you did with that chick only concerns you and her. That's not exactly why we're here."

Jolen: Jolen came properly into view, long vegetation odd body hair, spike, eyes and all. "We aren't here about the sex, we're here because we are like you... sort of."

Jimmy: "How can you be naked and decent? Don't tell me he has a comic book modesty fur patch?"

Melati: Melati thumbed over her shoulder. "I think Jimmy is here about the sex, though."

Jimmy: "Only if these legendary russian brides are about," he quickly clarified.

Mikael: He looked down at himself. "...I do. I vould use my tail, but it's not big enough, moi drug." He chuckled. "Vell...if you're not going to take me back to the police...okay, ve can talk. Who are you, vhat the hell do you vant, and I like the piercings, plant-boy." He gestured at Jolen's spikes, though his eyes were on the lizard-chick. "Wow..."

Jolen: It actually took Jolen a few moments to realise that the wolf man wasn't talking about his naturaly plant spikes but the metal nipple ones getting to cold right now.

Melati: "I know," Melati commented, holding out her hands. "My awesomeness is hard to handle for the unprepared. " She chuckled, before giving a firm nod. "Anyway, we're here to help you. Even with your little cop problem, if you like."

Jimmy: Jimmy peered around the brush to check, "Holy shit ... he really does as well. Moralistic mutations, crazy."

Jolen: "You know Jimmy the really funny thing is my plant mutation does that to, I just prefer clothes so you acn use your imagination more." Grinning playfully over his shoulder

Mikael: The huge werewolf sniffed, crouching so we wasn't looming so much and shaking out the shaggy ruff, revealing he still had a head of long hair in a loose ponytail. An ear flicked. "I'm listening. Oh...my name's Kael, by the vay. And I prefer reality to imagination, sveetheart."

Jimmy: "Maybe one of the biology students could right thier theory on it, 'genetic censorship'?"

Melati: "Name's Melati, but you can call me Mel," she introduced herself, stepping over to the larger canine mutant, casual as if she wouldn't approach a terrifying feral beast, and held out a clawed hand. "Nice to meet you, Keal. These jokers back there are Jimmy and Jolen, and the redhead up there is Rachel."

Jimmy: "And just to warn ya, if y' eat me I'll give ya the shits."

Jimmy: "Just so we're clear on that, fuzzball."

Jolen: "I'm the vegetarian option only there, and I'm not a Joker I'm enjoying myself and enjoying all the wonderful conversations going on."

Jimmy: "He's german, you couldn't find his sense of humour withthe hubble telescope, mate."

Mikael: That got a laugh from Kael, taking the hand - but instead of shaking it, he kissed the knuckles, a hell of a feat with a muzzle, and kept eyecontact with Melati. "Privet, Mel. A pleasure." He murmured. "And I am not anything like a Dog Soldier, moi drug. I'm more likely to mistake you for a full moon."

Melati: Melati frowned. "Are you saying I'm fat?"

Jimmy: Jimmy snorted.

Jolen: "He's saying your beautiful Mel, don't be silly." Grinning at Jimmy a tentacle came out and poked him. "Ever wanted to try out all those Hentais you watch at night?"

Mikael: "Actually, I vas saying hi, but if she vants to take it as meaning beautiful, vell, I meant that too." Kael winked. "But ve're getting sidetracked. Vhy are you looking for me? I'm pretty sure being caught with my pants down isn't all that big a deal...metaphorically speaking...da?"

Jimmy: "Eh, we're mutants, from a mutant school, looking for more mutants so we can mutant while we mutant."

Melati: "Hey, I can't speak for the others, but where I'm concerned, that alone was worth the trip all the way over here," Melati remarked, stealing a glance down the the tall guy's body. "Officially, though, we're here because we help young mutants, especially those who seem to need it most."

Jimmy: He eyed the tentcle suspiciously.

Jolen: "I was one of last summers pick ups, funnily enough also found in a forest." Chuckling as he saw the look on Mel's face.

Mikael: "I look even better as a human." Kael winked, seeing the look and really not minding from the way his tail tapped. "Vait...you vouldn't be those X-Men kids, vould you? And I bet you vere, you got that vild look about you." He smirked at Jolen, eyeing the tentacle with interest.

Jolen: "They are all X-men I'm just a student at the school but otherwise yes." Smiling back at the guy and missing the look entirely.

Melati: "The one and only," Melati replied, revealing some of her sharp teeth as she put on a smirk. "Looks like our reputation has come a long way."

Mikael: "You guys do turn up on television a lot. Dad likes you, so you can't all be bad, da?" Kael tilted his head. "So vhy the hell do you vant me? I'm just a volf-boy."

Jimmy: "... You do see the lizard girl over there, right?"

Jolen: "I would've thought your head would've been the more obvious one." Poking his tongue out at Jimmy.

Mikael: "Da, I keep vanting to howl at it..."

Jimmy: "Harhar, so original."

Mikael: "Vell, it's either that or I mistake you for a - vhat is it called, a hydrant?" Kael smirked, automatically leaning on his tail to stop it wagging. Did they want him to join? Did he want to? Stupid question - hell yes. It was new, different, exciting. Sonata would understand. Hopefully. "So...you vant me to join up?"

Jimmy: "Good thing I left my red coat at home then, huh?"

Jolen: "It's an offer to join the school, free board and food and if you can't get a job or don't have money you get allowance. Free education and if you really want to learn to become an X-men."

Melati: "We didn't make the trip only to try some of the local vodka and get lost in these woods, even though that still is on my vacation schedule." Melati crossed her arms. "And Jolen already put it better than I could. You can come along and see for yourself. Everything is taken care for. No obligations."

Jimmy: "Also, the bitches. The bitches be lovin' this whole superhero shit, mate."]

Melati: "Yeah, we do," Melati agreed, smirking suggestively.

Mikael: Kael tilted his head, considering, an ear flicking. "So, leave Russia, become an X-Man, get bitches. Vell. Not literally, I hope, all things considered..." He looked down at himself. "Da, I'm for this. Especially if you can get the police off me - for god's sake, it vas a graveyard, not my fault I lost track of time and it vas a Sunday..."

Jimmy: "I though you burnt all the christians in russia for kindling since it's anti-communist?"

Mikael: "Hell no. This place is all Orthadox, Moony. I'm just a Satanist."

Jimmy: "... Really? A werewolf satanist?"

Melati: "Well, that's certainly we were still missing in our colourful bag of skittles," Melati remarked with a chuckle.

Jimmy: "And I left my bingo card at home, too. All I need is the brain in a jar and I've got a full house."

Mikael: That made Kael grin, before standing up and stretching all eight-five of his fuzzy self, tail wagging. "Vell...guess I better get back to my house, change - in all the vays - and let my folks know, da? Dad alvays did say I should apply to you guys, so this is just jumping the gun. Shall ve?"

Jimmy: "Do you have vodka?"

Jolen: "I take it you've not been to the lower levels of the medlab then? Me and Cassie... we found some weird things down there..." Nodding at Kael and smiling. "Welcome aboard Kael, prepare for mental trauma and the weirdest household you could ever imagine."

Mikael: That got Jimmy a long, hard look. "You're in Russia, and my father is the most Russian Russian you'll ever meet. He has Grandfather's still in the back garden. Da, ve have wodka." He turned back to Mel then, giving her a fangy grin. "The pleasure, moi drug, is all mine. Take me to capitalism!"

[steyn]

Soooooo bummed that I missed this.

Scum, the second we can, we need a Jack / Mikael weird moment.