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Kim's "conversation" with Jacen was interrupted briefly when Penny walked through carrying an armload of ready-mixed drinks that she'd snatched from the fridge. Alcohol was something Xavier only tolerated around the Institute ground during the holidays, and only if one of the teachers was nearby. In this case, though, Kim suspected that they'd have been drinking anyway, regardless of her presence.

She nimbly swiped the bottle from the air as Penny threw it. An Archer's Peach Schnappes ready-made. Well, perhaps Penny didn't like Kim so much, but at least she could remember her favoured drinks. She looked up to Jacen, who was watching after Penny with a wistful look. Kim shook her head dismissively. "Go on, loverboy."

Twisting the top off the bottle, Kim took a healthy swig of the chilled alcohol and smacked her lips. Dee-lish. However! If these guys were all going to booze it up, Kim wasn't one to do things by halves. Sweeping over to the kitchen and making sure noone was looking, she reached into one of the higher cupboards that held teatowels. Fishing around behind the towels, squinting with one eye and her tongue poking out the side of her grin for concentration purposes, she produced a bottle of champagne that she'd been saving since a friend got engaged. Now seemed as good a time as any to pop the top.

Skulling her schnappes quickly, she licked her lips and snatched a couple of champagne flutes from the cupboard. She wandered back towards where Penny went to offer them a drink if they wanted one. When she skipped outside, she stood under the verandah and unwrapped the foil with precision, and snickered in anticipation while she unscrewed the wire stopper. Finally, with childlike glee, she shook the bottle just a little and squealed with excitement when the plastic cork went flying with a "POP!!"

A few of the others looked to her with wide eyes. Kim loosing her composure was a sight to see. She poured herself a glass, waited for the froth to die down, the topped it up.

"Anyone else?"

The blond and the goth were watching the game calmly when the explosion occured. Now covered of sand, their drinks were ruined. Wanda had a little vein mark growing on her forehead while Freya just started to dust herself.

"Porter, you don't have to act like a real slave. This, too, is a game. You x-men sure have a problem with seriousness. But you if you want to be a gentleman, can you please can us glasses and pour us new drinks? It would be really appreciated." She winked at him and let him go before turning herself to Wanda. "It seems we will go againts your brother and it will be a close game."

"Toad isn't there so I guess that if we lose, only one person would want me as his slave," Wanda answered with a dark tone.

"Now, now... No killing on slave duty Wanda. And don't talk as if it was already written that we were going to lose. I have rested and feel much better. I can easily call up all the spirits again and this time, Aura will help us."

"Aura? The one that was doing nothing? Is she that special?"

Freya frowned a bit at her like she just insulted her. "Never doubt my spirits' abilities, Wanda."

The goth sighed and rolled her eyes. "I never do but I doubt YOU."

"Oh... Well, that's ok. Not even the spirits believe I always do the right thing and complain about my way of using them. However, I always brought them results. It's just harder now that my parents are dead. They just don't leave me alone. Geez..."

Nothing could impress the Scarlet Witch now.

Jacen stood there against the couch nursing his alcoholic beverage. He felt oddly serene right now, no doubt because of the machinations of the blonde, known as Kim. He had read her file once, maybe twice, but dismissed her as nothing more than a spoiled child, turned adult. There was that one glaring incident in her file that really irked him.....

And the way she just instantly went from being a cold-hearted woman to a careless child-like former shell of herself was....odd to say the least. Schizophrenia, perhaps?, he thought as he heard her ask, "Anyone else?"

"Shouldn't really mix alcohol with pain meds, but why the hell not?," he said. While Kim was pouring out champagne, Evelyn and Regina were talking about a beach party on Friday. That may be fun as well, he thought for a second, but he was never one for large social situations, but of course.....

"Thanks for the beverages, ladies," Jacen said as he hobbled up next to Penance and rested his hand lazily on her leg. "What's the plan of action tonight?"

"Don't know right now," Regina said, trailing off a bit.

"Same here. Just kind of relaxing, nursing injuries," Evelyn said poking Jacen's good shoulder.

"Indeed we are," he said after finishing up the bottle of booze she had handed him. "I tell you what though....if you ladies are willing to be a bit patient, I'll whup up us some specialty burgers for us four. Not that I'm trying to be a d**k, but it seems everyone is off doing their thing......" He stopped himself for a second and thought, No..where are the others...

"Where are Gen and Teagan?," Jacen asked as he drank his champagne. "I think they deserve a hot and hearty meal as well. If someone could go round those two up while I'm fixing up dinner for us six...that'd be great." And with that, he hobbled into the kitchen to look in the fridge.

As he rifled through the various items of food, he noticed a package labelled 'Ground Chuck'. He grinned a bit, then noticed a few jalapeno peppers just sitting there, relaxing. "Brilliant!!!," he shouted as he pulled said items from the fridge, found himself a cutting board and proceeded to chop up the jalapeno's into diced chunks. Tonight's dinner was going to consist of a full sensory assault....guaranteed.

Stepping off the volleyball court, Blair looked at his team, trying to fake a smile.

"Good job everyone! We did our best...well, I was...spaced out for the most part, probably could have won if I paid more attention. Heh."

Looking over the team, he noticed everyone was far from rested and suggested, 'How about we go inside and get plastered? Sounds like fun to me!"

Then it hit him. Turning around he saw the Brotherhood team standing smug and confident; he had completely forgotten about them recieving a slave for their win. His face grew paler than usual. Not because it was a big deal but because he wanted to spend time with his whole team and that blasted Brotherhood was messing things up already and he had only just met them.

Sighing he turned back around to the winning team, "Before we go....gonna choose your slave...?"

Pietro wasted no time in acting out his own perverse power fantasies. "Morgan, get me a beer! And none of that American s**t either. I'm talking German or better, or your a** is grass!"

He zipped over to one of the X-Men's lounge chairs, stretching out in his swim trunks. He heard one of the X-Girls offering up her slavery, but Pietro was just too much of a gentleman to take a female slave. After all, he was fairly sure that Courtney would be all over that. She seemed the like to amass an army of weaker girl slaves to suit her every need.

Her mood brightened. <******** yes, we get slaves? You should have told me sooner, I though this was just for fun!" She grinned wickedly, her mind already thinking of everything she could do. Corky pointed at Danielle. "I picked you, you're my b***h. Go upstairs and get my Houston skirt, not the Milly one, and my Chanel black sunglasse. While your at it, bring my iPod and get me a diet Pepsi."

Courtney was power whore. She loved controlling over people, it made her feel so importent. Hell, she knew she was already an importent girl, just because of her family, but being the head b***h made it better. It was why she was the top A-lister at her school. Kayla, despite her beauty, had no idea how to controll. Corky did. It was in her blood.

Blair didn't like this new girl at all. He smiled at her, with his hands on his hips, inbetween Dani and Corky.

Maybe it was just her type, the ones that ground his nerves when he was in school. Or maybe it was because she was trying to prey on poor Dani who had a bad enough day already and it wasn't even her team that lost. Why would she allow herself to be a slave to this thing?

It was all starting to swirl in his head....blame it on the emotions of the losing teams getting to him, their anger and frustration building up. Or maybe it was just him, being his usual self.

Blair pushed his hair out of his eye and looked her in the eyes, face to face.

"Alright, first off, b***h. Go get your own stuff, you have hands or are you too fancy and rich to get your clothes for yourself too? The other team got 1 slave for winning, what makes you think you get 2? How about, princess, you go somewhere with your designer brands of bright and putrid colors and shove it? I don't want to hear it. K thanks."


Ignoring the girl completely, he put his arm around Dani and walked her inside of the X-men's beach house. He motioned for the rest of the team to follow: Kurt, Bobby, Jamie, Rogue.

"Well. Anyone ready to get drunk finally?"

Gen and Teagan looked to the rest of the x-1 group.

"I think we're going to get something good to eat." Gen said softly then called to the rest. "Come on guys, dinner and drinks. Even if we lost, let's make it a party."

"Right on." Teagan agreed, grinning.