lunch minus familiar faces (Jason Turk)

[Skye]

Skye's schedule just wasn't right, she was placed in some classes that she hated...Economics?! No thank you! It may have taken a few weeks, but she finally got her schedule worked out...Only problem: her lunch hour was changed and she now has no one to eat with. It did make her feel a little empowered though, not many freshman got this lunch hour...but it was the only one she could have ans still switch Economics for creative writing, which was much more suited for her.

The red pink and black haired freshman looked around the lunch room hoping to find at least one familiar face, maybe someone from Xavier's or someone from one of her classes...No such luck however. So she sat herself down in an empty seat and began playing with her food. Mashed potatoes and meatloaf for lunch...cafeteria food....But of course Skye wouldn't just eat her food like any other girl in the room...

She used her fork and knife to form a volcano in her potatoes, cutting up the meatloaf and placing it around the volcano as a village. Then came the ketchup...lava, rolling down Mt. tater. She imitated the sound of homes burning as the ketchup got to the meat homes before mixing it all up into one giant mess on a plate. "Mmmmm....volcanic disaster." She said to herself as she took a bite, obviously trying to entertain herself since none of her friends were around. At lest, that's what she assumed people would think if they saw her doing all this.

[Jason Turk]

Jason entered the cafeteria, messenger bag slung over his shoulder. He frowned whole-heartedly as he spied the cafeteria line. At the end of it was a cash register. This had the distinct possibility of ending up rather tricky.

The menu today consisted of meatloaf and mashed potatoes. Jason would have complained, but he was hungry. He'd skipped breakfast that morning in favor of sleeping late instead, and so by this point in the day, the growing boy needed food. So Jason took his tray and graciously accepted the heaping helpings of food the lunch ladies dolloped into the plate. Near the end of the line, the boy in front of him pulled out a credit card to pay, and Jason groaned. Both the boy and the cashier looked at him funny, but paid little heed afterward. The boy swiped his card, and was given a read error. Furrowing his brow, he swiped it again, only to get the same error. The cashier wasn't confused. The register wasn't saying he was overdrawn, or that the card was declined, it simply wasn't reading correctly. Jason sighed in what sounded like frustration, but then his ear perked up.

"What? What do you want?" He turned suddenly, taking a few steps away from the line to listen better to the person that supposedly called him. During that time, the boy swiped his card again, and it ran through perfectly. Hearing the receipt printing, Jason went back to his place in line.

"What a jerk, he didn't even listen to me," Jason shrugged off his supposed rejection from a call that never actually happened. He handed the cashier a ten-dollar bill, and, despite the machine beginning to flicker strangely, the cashier was able to give him his change and send him on his way. He grabbed a bottle of water on the way out, as he wasn't interested in drinking milk.

What he was interested in, however, was the red-and-black-haired girl forming her lunchtime meal into a depiction of a natural disaster. Jason rose an eyebrow, and, since she seemed to be sitting all by herself, he would accompany her, at least to see how the eruption of Mt. Tater played out, at most to screw with her if that proved to be less entertaining than it seemed.

He sat down across from her, making no outward mention of the fact that she was playing with her food. Quietly, his eyes met hers and he nodded, giving a silent greeting. He took his meatloaf and cut about a fourth of it off, stabbing it with his fork as if to eat it, before suddenly tossing it down onto the girl's plate, all over the smaller pieces of meatloaf she had as her village.

"And then the meteor struck," he said with a grin, shrugging innocently as he did so.

[Skye]

Skye looks up as she hears the bald junior sitting down at her table. She gave him a quick smile and a nod hello before going back to Mt. tater. She ate quietly, trying to think of the next natural disaster to pour down on her meatloaf village...wanting to give them a lightning storm but knew better since there was a witness now. And then suddenly...SPLAT! As it landed bits of Mt tater flew up into her face.

She looked up to the junior and gave him a big grin. "Nice! I wish I thought of that one!" She exclaimed excitedly before tossing the loaf of meat back onto the owner's plate. Her blue eyes scanned over the wreckage as she reformed the village of meat. Every now and then her eyes flicked from the food to the junior in front of her, and every time they did she couldn't help smiling.

"So...what horrible disaster should Mt. Tater go through now..." She though out loud as she poked the unsuspecting villager's homes with her fork. Then suddenly the fork was dropped as she noticed sparks escaping from her gloves. They were small, so hopefully he didn't see...but what was worrying her was that they were aiming themselves in his direction. Her eyes moved from the sparks escaping from her blue rubber looking gloves to the junior who still has yet to give his name, checking to see if he noticed the small display of power.

She then picked up the fork again with a smirk and tossed a bit of meatloaf filled potatoes onto the meteor. "And then the villagers built a spaceship and took revenge on the gods for all their misery."

[Jason Turk]

One strange aspect of Jason's X-gene was that he could 'see' the electromagnetic spectrum. It didn't quite register as actual sight, although he did seem to have the ability to 'filter' using particular spectrums, however, he could almost sense the different types of EM frequencies being tossed around just about anywhere. As such, when she graciously returned the meatloaf chunk to his plate with a smile, which Jason, despite his normally dour nature, couldn't help but return, the tiny sparks leaping from her gloves seemed to light up like Christmas morning to him, flaring in his meta-vision as they attempted to become part of the EM spectrum, and instead simply flickered into his hand, sending an extremely tiny, but strange sensation, as if a buzzer had gone off lightly under his skin. In all honesty, it was actually somewhat pleasant.

While the girl continued to play with her food, Jason stopped, his brow furrowing as he tried to decipher what just happened. He cut a piece from the larger portion of his meatloaf and took a bite, munching thoughtfully. Granted, he wasn't about to just flat-out ask the girl if she saw that, too, cuz then it would make him look like a freak if he was making it up. He decided to just ignore it for now. However, the girl invaded his space as he had done hers only moments prior, joking about the villagers attacking the gods. Jason smiled, genuinely amused at this girl's antics, and took the piece of potato-covered meat and popped it into his mouth, despite it being 'hers'.

"And the gods were displeased and took the poor souls as blood sacrifices."

[Skye]

It was nice to finally meet someone who didn't look down on her for her odd habits...Well, there was Andrew...But he doesn't count..

Skye smiled as she noticed the power feeling more manageable, she wondered if it had anything to with the sparks leaving her moments earlier. What got her, however, was what happened to her sparks, they looked as if they went into unnamed Junior's hand...She had to wonder how that would feel...'Note to self...try that later' She thought to herself as she began eating her now mess of a meal. "And the other god was displeased that her followers were eaten before she could rain more doom upon them." She stated in a teasing voice as she began to eat her mess of a meal.

"I'm Skye" She said as she looked up to the Junior, obviously looking for his name. Out of curiosity she pointed a finger as subtly as she could, sending out a small spark towards him. She had to be sure that she saw what she thought she saw...

[Jason Turk]

Jason smiled, somewhat solely for her benefit, as she began to eat her meal, reciting her actions as play the part of the other god. It wasn't as funny as what had transpired earlier; however, it struck a particular chord with Jason. The idea of being a god, or at least, of being superior to normal humankind, was something Jason felt he understood.

Humans, in his opinion, had proven to be nothing but fallible and rarely were able to solve problems by themselves. But that may have just been his opinion.

The girl introduced herself, giving her name as Skye. Jason kind of liked that name, actually. He wouldn't have been able to tell you why, but something rang nicely. In response to her greeting, Jason smiled a thin, close-mouthed smile. "Jason," he would say, giving her his name in return. In return, Skye seemed to, for some strange reason, point her finger at him. As she did so, another spark shot forward, directly from the tip, and absorbed itself into his hand again, bringing back that strange tingly shock shooting from his hand across his body. Even so, Jason couldn't bring attention to it, as he didn't know if she just was just pointing for the heck of it, which, considering how the girl was only moments earlier was playing with her food, wasn't a strange conclusion.

"Yeah-ah," he said, trying to make light of her pointing, and pointed two fingers back at her. "Bang bang, right? Stick 'em up, coppers." Jason paused, and bit his lip. His mind was still reeling from the weird sparks shooting from her fingers. What were they?

[Skye]

She watched closely as the spark was absorbed once more... She was practically staring as she watched the electricity move into the hand of the one that called himself Jason. This time she definitely didn't imagine it. She could tell he was feeling something from it, just couldn't tell what...She wanted to know... But knowing that made her smile a bit. She wasn't sure if it was how he looked, the way he seemed so natural when it came to interacting with her, or a mixture of both, but she felt like she needed to know more about this guy...and even stranger, she was worried what he thought. Something that never seemed to cross her mind before. About ANYONE.

"Yeah...you wanna be the cop or the robber?" She asked in a playful voice as she took another bite of her food. It wasn't what she was going for, but how on earth could she resist going with it. As she stuck up both her hands acting like she was holding two pistols her blue eyes caught site of his green ones, lingering on them a little longer then good manors dictates.

[Jason Turk]

That was it. She knew something was going on. The girl was practically staring at him as he absorbed the little spark. She knew, but she didn't know he knew, at least, not yet. And Jason decided he would keep it that way. He began to worry a bit, as he wasn't sure exactly HOW he would keep this from her, but it would appear he wouldn't have to, as she seemed more interest, strangely enough, in keeping up pretenses and playing his little game he came up with to avoid any previous awkwardness only moments before.

"Oh, uh..." Jason paused, thinking about the question. Whether or not she intended it to, the questions held more of a moral weight than he cared to consider. After all, with powers like his, he could do all sorts of great and/or terrible things with them, couldn't he? "I wanna be the robber, I think. Does that mean you catch me?" He asked, a little more playfully than he would normally do. Her eyes met his, and both of them shared a longer glance than he would've expected, and normally would have liked. In this case, however, it didn't seem so bad.

"Cuz I'll warn you now, I'm a real wanted man."

.... what the hell did he just say? Jason shook his head, unable to keep up the pretenses. He started to laugh, shaking his head as he speared another piece of meatloaf. "Oh man, that was corny."

[Skye]

Skye made a pumping gesture with her fist, "YES! That means I get to be the piggy." She paused for a second thinking about what she said then nodded. "I munch on donuts while you have to do the work...Then maybe if I feel like it I'll try to catch you...But a super hero will probably beat me to it." She said very matter of factually.

'Wanted man eh?' She thought to herself as she took another bite of her mess of potatoes and meat.

"Mmmmm corn." She said in reply to his comment about his line being corny. "Really, who doesn't love corn?" She asked with a smile as she took another bite, her food now half gone thanks to Jason eating the bit she tossed on his plate. "If nothing else...POPCORN!" She continued, for the first time in a long time wondering how weird she really did sound. She didn't want to scare this guy away...he was too fun.

[Jason Turk]

Skye seemed rather excited to get to play the cop, and proceeded to explain a rather derogatory depiction of the local police force, citing more actions of catching the criminal to super heroes rather than to cops. "Super heroes," he said off-handedly, wondering what exactly she was talking about. "You mean like that Captain America guy?"

Skye continued to talk about corn, since he mentioned being corny only moments before. Jason cocked his head to the side, rather surprised at this strange turn of events. Is she actually talking about how good corn is?

"Yeah... I don't much care for corn. Not my thing, I guess. Now popco-" he began to say, until Skye cut him off, mentioning popcorn is at least one form of corn that people enjoyed. Jason laughed despite himself. "Yeah... popcorn's pretty good. Better than meatloaf," he said sarcastically, forking another piece of it into his mouth. He chewed it around for a bit before swallowing, and then cut another piece of it, somewhat larger, and placed it on Skye's plate.

"That's for you, I guess. I kinda, err, ate yours, I think. Ain't corn, but whatever," Jason said, cracking a small grin. Something about this girl made him nervous, and he couldn't quite figure out why.

[Skye]

She shrugged a bit at the mention of Captain America. "I dunno...he seems like a decent enough guy...but WAY too uptight for my taste..." She was surprised to find she couldn't think of a superhero she actually took any interest in...Heck, she barely took any interest in the X-men...She was more at the mansion to learn how to manage for daily life then to become a superhero, though that could be fun too.

Realizing Jason's reactions to her comments about corn prompted by the corny line he attempted to feed her all she could do was bite her lower lip. She suddenly wondered if there even was one of those thought to mouth filters in her brain...She opened her mouth to apologize for the strange turn in the conversation, but just before the words came out he seemed to take it in stride. "You really don't like corn?" She asked surprised. Then again to her corn was just a delivery mechanism for an ungodly amount of butter... "But...corn on the cob with half a stick of butter..!" She couldn't think of a less healthy way to eat vegetables.

As she spoke she noticed Jason putting a bit of his meat onto her plate. "Yeah...you did. I should call the cops on you...Food thief." She responded with a smile, sticking her tongue out a bit, feeling just as nervous as he did, but of course she didn't know he was.

[Jason Turk]

"Well, the butter bit sounds good," he admitted, shrugging it off. Jason wasn't particularly the healthiest of eaters, and he'd be the first to tell you that. But a half a stick of butter, well that... that was something beyond vegetables, that's for sure. He smiled at the thought. When he shoveled some of his meal onto her plate, then, she mentioned calling the 'food police' on him, and he shook his head in disbelief.

What the hell are the food police? He thought to himself, but the smile on his face would put an end to anyone thinking he wasn't amused by the outburst.

"I told you, Skye," he said, holding his hands out to either side of him in an innocent shrug. "Why else do you think I'm a wanted man? First-class food thief, wanted in thirty-eight states on over four-hundred counts of food thievery, first clas-" Jason couldn't finish the statement, it was simply much too goofy for him, and this was definitely not his usual repartee. Jason had spent so much time being a complete grump, he had forgotten what it was like to just kick back and have fun.

And to think he sat down at this table ten minutes ago just to mess with this poor girl. What a world.

Jason pointed his finger at the girl, and decided he'd try something. Despite their goofiness, he still hadn't forgotten about the sparking sensations from earlier, and wanted to put a test to it. Glancing around to see if anyone was looking at them, and, strangely enough, finding that they weren't, focused his powers into play, absorbing energy from the lights directly above them, but not enough to cause a flicker, to send out a small, low-frequency 'laser pointer' from the tip of his index finger, putting a red dot over the girl's heart. If she would look at where he was pointing, she would see it clear as day.

"And they say I'm armed and dangerous," he said, winking at her playfully. He would keep producing the laser pointer light for a few moments before shutting it off, hoping she would see it before he did.

[Skye]

Skye folded her arms over her chest giving him a distrusting look. "That's quite a record...Maybe I don't trust my lunch in the presence of such a hardened food criminal." She stated in a dark and very serious tone. She could see in his face by now he was definitely happier then when he sat down. Which was very good, Skye needed a friend in this lunch period...And one that looked as good as she thought he did definitely was a bonus in her book. PLUS she knew there was something off about him, wasn't quite sure if he was a mutant or just a little bit crazy like her...but oh boy did she want to find out.

And she did, alot sooner then she thought she would. As he looked around so did she out of curiosity, and then a lazer pointer came out of his fingers. At this her smile grew from ear to ear. "You know what they say about bad boys don't you?" She asked teasingly, now forgetting completely about the food in front of her...Eating was no longer important, this guy was. "I've heard bad boys get all the girls." A bit direct, but she was never one to beat around the bush, besides, he gave her what she thought was a pretty good opening...

[Jason Turk]

She saw his little trick, he was sure of it. She had looked straight down and her smile at the sight of nearly knocked him from his chair. It was as if a fire had been lit inside of her, like her knowing his little secret, or at least, knowing that he could somehow make a laser pointer gave her a strange sort of relief.

Huh. Maybe there's more going on in this town than I imagined...

At her remark about bad guys getting the girls, Jason was, for all intents and purposes, floored. Most of his life he'd spent trying to figure out what was wrong with him, even when he wasn't, he was back and forth from the hospital for his parents. Girls had never really entered his mind, and if they had, it was only in fleeting. Now, with one sitting here before one, and a very good-looking one at that, Jason was giving the 'bad guys get the girls' notion a very hard thinking-over.

Well, he didn't mind being bad, really.

"Yeah, Skye?" He said with a smirk, forgetting his own lunch for the moment, not like it was that great anyway. "Just how bad does a guy have to be before that happens, anyway?"

[Skye]

"Bad enough to get the girl..Duhh." She said in a teasing voice before feeling her cell phone vibrating in black and yellow swirled jeans. She looked around before pulling it out to check what was up.

According to a text she had band practice tonight at the drummer's house. It used to be at her place, but then she moved into the mansion...Too many people started getting pissy about the music...Wet blankets, the lot of them! Pulling her attention away from Jason she replied to the text 'Good, I have a new song ^_^ '. Suddenly Skye's mood changed drasticly, realizing she just announced a new song that wasn't quite ready lyrics wise...and that was her job...She writes the lyrics, everyone else figures out what goes good with them. She pulled a notebook out of her messenger bag and looket up to Jason. "What's wrong with going to school? Anything, what don't you like?" She asked with a very focused look on her face. It was almost like the text had flipped a switch in her brain saying 'focus you crazy little thing!'

But hey, atleast she could show this upper classman she wasn't just any little freshman. "...By the way...I think you're just the right amount of bad." She added with a smirk before starting to scribble words onto a half filled page.