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| What: Merle Wagner appears next to the Interstate... and gets hitched a ride with Robyn to Xaviers | |||||
In another time and place Excalibur is performing a raid deep in Sentinel controlled America. Blue and the rest of the group she is working with were tasked with getting the children they'd come to rescue from the concentration camp. The rest of the team had caused a distraction on the opposite side of the camp. However, on the way out Sentinels detected the children's presence and launched an attack. Merle performed a hasty teleport and her squad and the children were in the woods outside of the grounds of Xavier's School -- long abandoned on the surface but still a staging ground for the X-Men in their excursions into eastern America.
Bedrock -- her boyfriend Peter and the squad leader -- yelled out, "Merle, we'll guard you while you prepar to `port us like we'd planned!" and the squad set up a perimeter -- except for a younger girl with vibrant green hair who stays with the children, comforting and consoling them -- while Merle began focusing on the process, gathering energy for the spell and concentrating her will on the desired result.
Merle then begins the ritual, at first dancing in place and then tracing out a circle with a five-pointed star within it. As she begins to close the circle the team falls back into its confines.
As Merle's dance reaches its crescendo a Sentinel appears in the woods and begins firing bolts of energy into the group's midst, one of them hitting the ground at the magician's feet and throwing her movement off. The spell completes however and the entire group vanishes!
In the area of Westchester, near Interstate 287, a blast of vibrant purple and blacklight energy flashes a few yards past the pavement. In the center of the flash, by herself, stands Merle who looks around her and softly curses at the timing and effect of this mishap.
Lucky for the blue lady that the interstate was pretty empty at that time, and so the only car in miles that made a spin out as the driver dove and took cover under the doors to evade the possible shrapnell from the detonation was the borrowed Chevy Impala. The tires created the white smoke of rubbing over the ground mercilessly as they stopped spinning, the sound of tortured rubber and breaks filled the air, then the car stopped, the headlights pointing right at the mutant.
Inside the Car, Robyn wiped over her lips, asessing the situation before she peeked up over the dashboard. Nothing but... a blue alien. Great. Pressing against her ear, she tried to get in contact with the Birlds. "Anybody out there? Got an Alien landing." But of course, noone was listening. Bad luck following her again. Grabbing for her tools - or rather the closest one she could grab, the folding compound bow - she slowly opened the door to the smell of burnt rubber, before the *snik* of the unfolding bow filled the air.
"Hey Alien Punk. Tell your Mothership to stop Invasion before I call the Kryptonian-Guard and Zatanna." Robyn's Bluff was spoken loud, and in some way, that was not even a real bluff - Superman and co were known to cull of alien invasions once in a while...
Merle turns to face the road in the direction of the young woman's voice. On seeing the weapon she reaches behind her back and retrieves her staff -- in its approximately six-inch long yawara form -- from a small pocket built into her uniform at the small of her back.
"There's no invasion," she says. "I'm alone." She then asks, "Where are we?"
"Then drop that weapon, Alien!" Robyn remarked, turning the headlights from daylight driving to full maximum with a short kick against the switch. Only then she put an arrow on her string, slowly pulling it back a tad. "Welcome to America, Blue one."
"I am not the one taking action with a weapon," Merle says in her easily discerned British accent. She does not drop the weapon, which an observant eye would be able to discern as being a single-piece, small dowel-like melee-weapon; but she does frown. "Where in America? Moments ago I was in Westchester County, New York. Is that close to where we are now?" she asks, intentionally avoiding mention of the group she was with so as not to set off more concerns in the redhead with the bow.
"Then welcome to Westchester County, New York, Alien." Robyn repeated, the arrow lifting a bit to aim at the woman. "Seems like you beamed from Fake-york to New york.. or you are some kind of Demon and you beamed here from Hell. I bet in Hell is a place called like this sin bucket."
Merle sighs and runs her free left hand though her hair. "I'm British, not an extraterrestrial. Or have you yanks started to call everyone from overseas an alien?" She slowly replaces the yawara in its storage pocket in the back of her vest. Without moving she shifts her perception, concentrating on the ebb and flow of mana in the world around her and frowns; when her eyes pass over Robyn a momentary flash of surprise passes over her features. "You mean like you are?" she asks as she allows her senses to relax back to normal.
"You know, alien means outsider or foreigner, don't you demon slut?" Robyn's arrow remained pointing at Merle, still not even halfway drawn. The mimic of her gets angry a moment, then she pulls the string back more as Merle accuses her to be a demon. "Like I am what? I am a real American girl, bastard."
"My name is Merle Margali Wagner. I am not from Hell any more than you are, although like you I have some ancestry which would make some people question that." She shakes her head and asks, "Are you intending to shoot me while we talk or could you relax your pull a bit?" Though all this, except for the brief movement of her head, she remains steady and still.
"I have no anchestor in Hell, you f..." Robyn's arrow dances a moment, then she slowly lowers the tip and relaxes her bow. "Why you think I would have a demon or such as anchestor?!"
Merle's lip slowly curls into a friendly smile as the archer forestalls her latest insult and again at the lowering of the arrow. She then frowns at the question. (Perhaps she doesn't know, play this cool, Merle,) she thinks to herself before speaking. "I am a... mage," -- safer than witch at this point even though it might be more accurate -- "I am also a mutant," -- honesty hopefully counts here as that would be more damning than the witchcraft in some circles -- "I was checking out the flow of energy here, trying to determine if I could tell more about where I am than you'd told me, when I looked at you." She pauses for a moment and takes a careful step closer. "I don't know if you want me yelling out what I saw. May I approach?"
The bow once more jumped up, aiming at the feet of Merle. "Careful you M&M." she tlod, before tilting the head slightly before subvocalizing something. 'comeon you feather lot, I have a Blue Bitch Mutie Mage here. Anybody lost one?' Of course she couldn't count on the other one not reading the lips, but maybe she could control the aproach. "Slowly, one step at a time. And I want to see your hands."
[BOP] <IC> Tynan "I didn't lose anything. I have my sanity, weapons, vi....Ummm, lets skip that one, and move to the next."
(Ok, enough's enough.) she thinks and she doesn't start moving because doing that and what she's about to do will probably get her skewered by an arrow. "I've been pleasant. I put way my staff before you lowered your arrow. I didn't even try to blast you or put you to sleep..." implying she could have done either... "And you keep calling me names. I am not a slut nor am I a... okay, well, I can be a bitch but you have absolutely no evidence of that. Can you keep your tongue civil now you bloody prat?"
Out of nowhere Robyn smirked, obviously a comment not from Merle, as she had jsut about opened her mouth. "Oi, a little budding Bird just told me a little joke, Miss Blue Mage. But you said it yourself, you are a Mutant Mage." And another time her lips subvicalized something. 'Ohhh, a little flower we got there? Get me someone on the phone who can tell me who lost his Blue Mutant in Westchester!' A second she kept the arrow up, then turned it to the side, but not out of the way. "My speed, one step at a time and show me your hands."
Merle's hands remain visible and at her side as she slowly approaches Robyn, pausing between each step along the way. "Its good to have friends," she says. (I sure hope mine are okay,) she continues to herself. "I am, yes. But that still means I'm at least as human as you are," she adds before asking, "Never got your name, or at least what you are willing to have me call you. Or will 'Nutter' do?"
"Nay, ain't a Fluffernutter. Don't you get FBI-Wanted records in the hellhole you plopped up from? Oh right, you said you and me are from hell, so why not ask your dad if he can check on my dad what I have done? Oh wait, let me guess, they kicked you out! WEll, in that case, check out some riddle..." Taking a breath Robyn turns the Bow some, taking the chance to subvocalize 'comeon I need intel now. Get that baldhead on my line if you can or someone who he knows. I was just on my way to the only source of fucking yew I know around here!' and then continuing. "Bow'n'Arrow, Little Jay, not in thighs and not a guy. But the name fits."
(FBI? Really....) Merle's thoughts churn over that set of initials as she completes the steps up to Robyn, stopping about a yard away unless she is stopped further than that. "I never said either of us are from hell, 'Little Jay'," she says before asking a question that she is sure will make the archer sure she's the crazy one, "What year is this? Where /I/ come from there hasn't been an FBI for about twenty years."
The ear of Robyn only gets the annoying beeep beeep of a phone somewhere ringing, while Merle closes in. "2015 you little... And Do you don't watch TV where you come from?! It's just conveniant that my last name and one of the greatest fictional Archers line up." Moments more the annoying beep stayed, then changed to be the repeatant beep of a non responding line. "Lucky that the baldhead isn't in his office and noone picks up his phone for him...." again she subvicalized something... 'Where shall I drop off that blue fuzzball? Seems to be furry.' before she replied "I think you need a lift..."
[BOP] <IC> Tynan "Xavier's School for the Gifted."
[BOP] <IC> Tynan "I would do it, but SHIELD has orders that I'm not to go near the school or have contact with it."
"The BBC doesn't have anything about you where I'm from, trust me," Merle says regarding the television comment. The other comment, yeah, that's easy for a Brit to put two and two together so she asks, "Have you or your friends heard of Xavier's, Miss Locksley? Its around here... unless it doesn't exist here." (Damn this mishap for sending me onto a cross-time misadventure,) she thinks to herself.
"Seems like my budding bird wants you to go back to school... Xavier's School for the Gifted... which is oddly enough the same spit you have mentioned. Get the codrivers, hands on the front so I can see them and use the seatbelt, girl." Robyn smirked as she removed the arrow and did let the bow collapse with a snickt, not too unlike Logan's claws. "It's gonna be like 2 hours, so I hope you like country." With the last comment she tossed the bow and arrow to the backseat and got into the drivers seat. Waiting just long enough for Merle to get seated, she pressed the Gas to get the car moving again, steering towards the school...
After getting into the car, Merle folds her hands into her lap like a proper lady. Then, addressing a question asked a while back but not yet answered, she says, "Your aura shows that you have a demon in your ancestry is all, just didn't think you wanted to have me yelling that at the edge of the woods." She then remains quiet for the rest of the drive unless answering direct questions
As the 1969 Cevy Impala in black drew closer to the gates of the Xavier's institure, the redhead driver sighed and turned off the radio. "Ok, Merle - if that is your name. Seems like the Taxi drive is coming to an end, so let's talk clear: NO damned word about that hellthing, or I will make sure that something bad happens. Understood that?" Turning the engine down, she stops the car in front of the heavy iron, then presses the horn of the classic car, hanging the head out of the window "Hey! Some bird whistled me you lost a Student or something!"
Merle smiles and nods about the comment and, before the engine is off, she says, "Of course not, Miss Locksley. It's not that big a deal anyway in my opinion." She then waits to see what happens, although she shifts her perceptions and scans the school with her magical sense before just sitting back and looking at a place she has heard so many stories about but has only seen the ruins of in person before now.
Cessily Kincaid was sitting on a bench, enjoying the shade of a tree, while she watched some videos in her smartphone. She blinks at what she just watched as she pulls the headphones from her ears, "Well... *THAT* happened, I guess." she says, before hearing the car horn and noticing a redhead and a blue-skinned girl outside. "Oh?" she blinks softly, before standing up as she pockets her smartphone and headphones in her pocket, before making her way toward the front gates, "Yes? Can I help you two?" she asks, tilting her head softly, having heard the horn, but not what Robyn said, earlier.
Nate is flying back to the mansion for his weekly sanity check. This means making sure the place is still standing a no one else has been kidnapped by space zombies or something. Like Jean. He spots the redhead screaming at the door and does a brief mental scan.
Last time he saw Robyn, she was blonde, but she is not a woman that is forgotten easily. So Nate lands near the gates and smirks at the young woman. "Hello! Fancy meeting you here. Lost student, you say. Happens often, who is there?" He nods to Cessily and then peers inside the vehicle.
Rogue was dealing with school crap on this fine day. Specifically some broken furniture that one of the large powerful mutants had smashed after getting into an argument with another. She was carrying the massive table out the front door, holding it tucked under her arm and some of the students were follwoing after her. "I didn't tell ya to go all Hulk Smash on the furniture, ya big ape." She shouted back at the people behind her who were also carrying parts of the broken table. "I just said there wasn't no way you'd win an arm wrestling contest against'im!" Once outside the mansion in the drive way Rogue set the table down and snapped it into two MORE pieces, dropping them ontop of each other. "Throw it all in a pile. I'm gonna take it out to the lake and maybe burn it. I don't know... I haven't lit nothin' on fire for awhile, could be fun."
"If you're gonna start a fire, why not make a party of it? Bonfire and BBQ," comes a voice from the garage, Bobby Drake approaching Rogue after helping to move some things for someone else. Dressed casually, he flashes Rogue a grin and whistles when he sees the table. "Damn...and we just replaced that one too," he remarks. Glancing up at the gathering by the gates, he hums. "What's goin' on over there?"
Robyn Locksley points to the codriver, shifting her head a bit. Well, the red color was to some degree the effect of the late afternoon light, as it was more a reddish blonde. As Nate descended next to the car, she smirked, her eyepatch making her look uneven to his. "Lost her, Golden Eye? Picked her up telling stuff about mutants and Xavier. Some bird told me better to drop said Blue stuff off here." she remarked, then looked to the silver lady on the other side of the gate, lifting the working eyebrow. "seems like I got some more people here than I actually need. As said..." Marie and then Bobby arrived. "As said, Picked up something I believe to be yours." As having the head hang out of the car door was rather uncomfortable, she opened the door eventually and got up, pointing on the codriver's seat. "Little Present from Mommabird I would say."
Muttering under her breath in the car, Merle says "They aren't going to know me," to Robyn but then she goes ahead and opens the passenger side door and steps out and smiles. She tugs down the bottom of her vest to adjust it. As an attempt to forestall some of their questions she goes ahead and introduces herself: "I'm Merle Wagner. Blue. From England." The last is clearly evident due to the accent she speaks with.
Cessily Kincaid blinks as Nate arrives, and she gives the man a gentle wave with her hand. Switching her attention to Robyn, she was about to say something when Merle just steps out of the car and introduces herself, so the metallic girl switches attention to the new girl. "Merle Wagner?" she asks, titing her head softly, before smiling. Mercury just walks through the front gates, the gates' metal bars just passing right through her, "Nice to meet you. I'm Cessily Kincaid." Then a quick look-over, she blinks softly, "Huh." she says, and tilts her head again, "I'm sorry for asking, but are you related to Nightcrawler? You look strangely like him. The ears, the eyes, the skin color... even the last name." she asks, a bit confused.
Nate steps back to let Merle leave the car and offers her a lopsided smile, "Nate Grey. Scion. From America... mostly. The Wagner surename and the blue skin do ring a bell." He glances to the others inside the grounds. He knows Bobby and Cess, but Marie makes him do a double take. "Hmm, open the gates, would you?" Or wait, Robyn. "Are you still wanted by the FBI?" He asks the blonde in a whisper.
Rogue dropped a few more pieces of the table onto the pile, having split the once-beautiful-old-wooden thing like it was made out of styrofoam. She looked up when Bobby approached from the garage. "Hey, if I'mma lightin' a fire in the woods, you're the first one on the guest list for the party then." She told him witha grin as she wiped her naked hands together. She reached for her jeans-shorts pockets and pulled her black long gloves out of said pocket that had previously been dangling down her thigh... and she looked toward the gates a bit away from where she was. "I got no idea... but around here? Who the hell knows, it could be the Devil himself comin' here to tell us all we're late for -his- party." Sure, she seemed a bit jaded... but this was a Rogue who had to go into space a few weeks ago... and she hates space... especially after seeing that Sandra Bullock movie.
"In the woods? Why risk the forest fire?" Bobby teases. When Rogue mentions the devil coming, Bobby frowns. "Don't say that...we actually had to deal with an actual devil before..." he trails off. When Merle steps out of that car, Bobby's eyes go wide. He stares a moment, getting the oddest sense of deja vu. "What the..." he trails off. Shaking his head, Bobby starts walking towards the gate. "Did you just say Wagner?" he asks. "Any relation to a certain swashbuckling elf?"
"Sure, I am." Robyn remarked to Nate, tapping her eyepatch. "No idea who is this Nightcrawler, Miss Kincaid, but is that your girl now or not? Because I think I could drop her off at an other friend of mine, and then et scolded for dragging in blue people into the Bat town."
Merle nods in response to both questions questions and Nate's comment about her name and coloration as well. "Yes, ma'am," she says to Cessily and then, to both of the guys she says, "Yes, everyone always seems to notice my resemblance to my father far more than that to my mother," with an unvoiced laugh showing around her eyes. She then asks Robyn, "Still sure I'm an alien invader out to take over the world?" This gets a true laugh from her as she shakes her head and mutters "Nutters" under her breath.
Cessily Kincaid looks over her shoulder toward Bobby as he approaches the gate, before going back to Robyn, "Well, she does remarkably looks like--" but then Merle's next words suddenly get Cessily's attention, "Wait! Father!?" she blinks, eyes wide, and she goes speechless. She looks at Merle, then at Bobby, to see how he reacts to those news, then to Rogue, then back to Merle... she is utterly shocked. "B-but you don't look much younger than him!!" she finally says!
Nate pauses. He is pretty sure there is something in the school rules about people in the FBI wanted list. But damn if he remembers what. He glances towards the school and looks for Xavier and Scott. Nothing. Then he looks for Kurt, but no luck either.
"Guess you belong inside, anyway," he decides, addressing Merle. As for Robyn, "as for you, hmm, who told you about this place?"
Rogue snorted at Bobby's response to her. "Of course the Devil's already attacked... Why I imagine the Stay Puft Marshmallow man is down the road at the Seven-Eleven askin' for directions right this very minute." She looked up from the pile of wood to see that Bobby had already walked away to the front-gate commotion. "Mmmhmmm." She said then, glancing to the students who'd come out with her. One of them was holding the chair that had gotten slightly damaged in the fight and he smiled at her and then the arm of said chair fell off. Anna-Marie just sighed. "Throw it on the pile, ya goober." She told the kid, who did just that.
"Actually," Bobby flashes an impish smile. "Meet me in the Danger Room later and we can kick his mashmallow ass if you want," because of course Bobby has that program. As Merle explains things, Bobby just blinks. "Hey," he calls back to Rogue. "Not the devil but you might find this interesting," he chimes. He listens to the others for a moment then whistles. "Let me guess...you're from some crazy alternate future, right?" he asks Merle. Looking up at Nate, he offers a quick wave. "You know these two? They're on the level?" he asks, hoping the telepath will see if there's any violent intentions in the surface thoughts.
Robyn Locksley groans as Cessily proved that something here was fishy. Before turning to Nate, she gives her a smile and a quick "Get in there, I talk to Nate here." Sighing, she nodded. "You know, I kinda got a friend who has a friend who knows about... And she mentioned the place. And the Xavier's school for gifted is not exactly a secret. I just didn't expect it to be a hiding spot for... your kind. Was just passing on the Interstate to check up on that one yewtree I have my eye on. Anyway, you want her? Then she's your problem."
Merle just chuckles and shakes her head at being dismissed by Robyn. She says, "Mr. Drake, I'm not sure who Nate is, but I am on the up and up, and I'm coming to that conclusion... that I'm now in some crazy alternate past that is." She then smiles at Cessily as she approaches the familiar and -- seemingly -- welcoming face. "Yes, that's right. Father wasn't thirty yet even when I was born and if this is 2015... well, since you don't seem to be at war currently we'll just say that isn't likely to happen now."
Cessily Kincaid rubs the back of her head while Merle approaches her. "Well, yeah, it's 2015..." she says, unsure what to say. Here she is just a student, so she has no say in who can come in and who cannot, so she looks toward Bobby and Rogue, as they have more leeway about permissions, "So what do we do, Mr. Drake?"
"I have never seen Blue," replies Nate, glancing at Bobby. "But I know Robyn a little, she is one of those vigilantes that shots arrows to gangsters and assorted scum," he thumbs up to the woman. "And yeah, there are a few muties here, we would appreciate if you don't go around talking about it, though." Cess and him have been too open with their powers already. But Blue should know better... or maybe not if she is from the future. "I guess you can come inside if you want. Least we can do is offer you a coffee, since you brought us a stray."
Marie told the two students who came out of the school with her to go back inside and they complied, hustling back through the big front doors. "No video gam---- ah shit, straight to the playstation four to fire up the Zeldas and rescue the golden dragon!" Rogue mumbled the last part under her breath before she turned around at Bobby's words and looked at this Merle person. She put her gloved hands onto her hips, but said nothing... just, after a moment she lifted her right hand up to push some of her white bangs out of her face from the wind. There wasn't much she could add to whatever it was thats going on. Someone claiming to be Kurt's child? Okay. Jerry Springer X-style... she'd seen this episode before. "Bobby's in-charge." Marie finally said, giving the Iceman a sweet southern smile.
Merle smiles at the invitation and turns to look at Cessily surprised at her mirrored use of the honorific towards Bobby. She then frowns at the 'stray cats' commentary from Robyn and mutters under her breath for a moment before turning in the direction of the gates.
Cessily Kincaid nods to Bobby, "Alright." she says, before moving ot unlock the front gates, the girl phasing through the metal bars to get on the other side, then she finally opens the gates for the car to get through. "Alright, let's get inside!" she nods, smiling, unaware of Marle's reaction to the 'cats' comment.
"Don't worry, my... sister came from the future too," mentions Nate. "It is not the first time-traveler we see." Nate does not know the gates code, he never uses them! So he waits for Cess to enter it. "There is no alcohol at the school cafeteria. Silly rules, but supposedly the kids can't drink." He rolls his eyes at that one. You can shoot lasers at giant robots at Xavier's when underaged, but no drinking beer.
Rogue just stood there listening to everything that they were all saying and watching the action unfold in front of her. She shook her head and turned around to walk back down the driveway toward her mess of broken furniture. "Sure, lets just let anyone in! I think I saw Saddam Hussein and Bill O'Reilly down the street a little while ago, lets let them in too! They're a hoot!" She started to pick up the pieces of wood, piling them on top of each other, holding a stack of discarded rubbish heavier than the average person could handle.
"If you want to make a kickass team, first you have to skip on your surely awesome mutant powers and then start to murderjab criminals in a ski mask." Robyn remarks snarky, stepping around the car to close the door. "But iff miss headmisstress over there has a thing against national verdicts, I better get back on my car and out of here... oh wait, that isn't my car. Well, then I better get it back to where I got it. Plus, no beer means only half the fun and no chance to drink Nate under the table."
"Wait, you're telling me that here I'm not an only child?" Merle asks Bobby incredulously as she walks though the now opened gates and then falters a step and asks "Wait, 2015... what month and is the wedding already in the works?"
Cessily Kincaid just closes and locks the front gates again after Robyn drove the car inside, and then she hurries up to catch up with them all, since there's quite teh distance between front gates and the building's front doors. "What did I miss?" she asks, wondering if she lost something in the conversation while she was away.
"Sadly, I am not allowed to get drunk anymore, anyway," mentions Nate along the way. "Because drunken telepaths are bad for... the stuff... in your head." It happened once or twice. "Not your car, hmm? We better not leave it on the road."
His left eye comes alight and Robyn's borrowed car floats up over the gates and then moves inside the grounds. Nate leaves it parked a few yards from the gates, out of sight. Then he looks to Merle, and then to Cess. "Er... maybe Kurt is marrying? Beat me."
Rogue glanced back at Bobby then when he said these lovely words to her. She paused a moment, almost smiled at him... but she was in a mood after having them students bust that nice table and chair set... now strangers being let in... "Yeah, well..." She started, glancing down at her armload of broken wood stuff. "If anyone needs me, I'll be out at Crystal Lake lookin' for Freddy Krueger. Maybe we can invite him to join too." Okay, so the references were a bit jumbled on that one, but so were the thoughts in her head overall. With that said, the young teacher unceremoniously lifted up off of the ground and rocketed into the sky, bounding over the school's roof and disappearing behind the building.
"Kurt's still single as far as I know," Bobby remarks. "Alternate possible future kids are like...a thing here. You make six we've had so far...I think," Bobby shrugs. As Rogue flies off, Bobby sighs a little. The floating car gets a frown and Bobby shakes his head. "Right...let's go get something to drink and I'll call everyone's favorite German and the Prof."
"Six... wow." Merle seems surprised at this and asks, "Who are they?" as she watches Rogue fly away. "I think someone said I'm not the first blue one?"
Cessily Kincaid blinks softly at Rogue's departure. She wonders what's wrong, but decides to inquire later. "We had a handful, but I don't recall anyone else being blue." she says to Merle, but then shrugs, "Then again, I haven't met them all. Been rather distracted, myself, these last few weeks." she says.
"Well you met Nate. And he mentioned a sister. There's another blue girl around, and two more out there," Bobby remarks as he leads the way inside. "I'll see if I can get in contact with the other blue kid when I call Kurt," he adds.
"I didn't came from the future," notes Nate. Everyone says he did! But he actually came from an alternate 1995. "Anyway, I'll take Robyn to the cafeteria and maybe later to Harry's, so she can get drunk. See you later folks. Welcome to Xavier's school for super-heroes, Merle."