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Alphas: Hi my name is Alek...
Alek trailed behind the group of Alpha's and Omega's into the bazaar. He really didn't wish to hang out with any of them, he didn't want company, he was just following as he didn't know where to go and they did. He would find his way back once he had a drink.. or two. He would find his way back once he had his fill.

It didn't take long before he found what he was looking for over all the rolling oranges all over the ground, thanks to Antonio. But he paid it no mind. He was thirsty, a thirst that no amount of water would quench.

Soon he was whipping out his wallet, putting money down on a table and asking for a fruity drink. The lady looked at him with a frown. "Well Im afraid Ill need to see your ID kiddo. You look a little young to be ordering these."

Alek didn't falter. He immediately reached for his wallet and out came his ID, it was fake of course. Putting him at 22. He had it planned out. If someone said something to him, he would just blame them for not taking his ID, had they taken his fake card he would not be in this situation, and they would not have to worry.

He walked out double fisting two large cups of frozen something anothers. He honestly had no idea what he was drinking, he just new it tasted good, and had a burning sensation on the way down. Being he was an ice manipulator he was able to drink down the two before anyone at the pavilion would notice what he had down. They would see to large fancy plastic cups in his hands. Empty... But their were so many fruity drinks around here no one could call him out on it, yes they could however suspect. And suspect they would he assumed.

He decided it was time to go back to the beach where everyone was. He wasn't enjoying his buzz here at all. He grabbed two more on his way out, and snuck back towards his room. Drinking them slowly now that he was alone. He tossed the cups to the side of the road as he walked.

By the time he had returned to his swim trunks (which was a feat in his state of mind which had caused him to fall several times,) he walked out side, a towel over his shoulder towards the occupied beach.

He was drunk, and he walked like it, but many walking on sand would seem that way. He knew he'd blend in here. All he wanted was to lay down and take a nap. Soak in the warm rays, enjoy this buzz. Enjoying not caring, enjoy the temporary peace. Now this was vacation. He slipped his shades on, and threw out his towel, and layed on it. He was going to get some sun, hopefully he would be able to darken his skin some. He had lost his normal tan long ago and now he wanted it back.

He was ignoring the fact that he had a few stares, that he he was the center of conversations and thoughts. He had no worries now. He was comfortable, in his element. In the sun, a drink... well not in hand but in stomach. He was at peace with himself and it felt nice. Nice and comfortable.

Omega - Clean up, Aisle Sandy Road


Christian nodded as he munched on the freshly peeled orange. Sofie was apologetic for whatever reason, which kind of perplexed him. If anyone was at fault, it was himself for not paying attention. Sometimes the simplest pleasures in life, like eating fresh fruit, were the most enjoyable. Whilst he ate, he couldn’t shake that niggling feeling in his belly that they were being tailed. He looked back momentarily, eyes scanning roughly a width of five yards and he saw no signs of anyone… save the people mulling around the marketplace.

“Maybe…,” he said, “Maybe tricks are bein’ played here.” He shrugged momentarily before finishing up the last few pieces of fruit. There was still the matter of the peel in his hand. He was careful to not step on any of the strewn about oranges and made his way to a refuse container. When he got back, not quite satisfied with just one orange, he saw Sophia motioning towards him while she spoke with cart vendor whose fruit was knocked around.

He knelt down and grabbed up three more oranges, two cradled in his left arm and one in his right hand. Before he walked over to Sophia, he looked back towards Raine and tossed her an orange. If she wanted it or not, that wasn’t his call. He could at least offer to share. “Heads up, Sparkles,” Christian said with a grin as he tossed an orange her way. As he did that, he clutched the other two in his uninjured mitt and walked over towards the vendor.

“You alright there, sir?,” Christian said as the man looked rather annoyed, but nodded his head. That was all systems go. Most of the quarry was intact, however, there were roughly fifteen oranges that were smashed, squished, or trampled under foot. When he saw that the price for one was a solitary buck, he chuckled to himself and placed the two oranges in his hand back onto the pile as he reached into his pocket and pulled out a small wad of cash.

One of the benefits of the way his familial situation was the fact that his parents were on the East Coast, like he was. His father was called away on business years ago to the New England area, a year or so before Christian was discovered to be a mutant. They were quite grateful for the lack of distance, however they rarely saw each other. It didn’t really bother Christian too much, his parents sent him a small stipend to live off of… which he didn’t really need to use at all. For two years, he saved nearly every red cent that was given him by his mom and pop for excursions like this. Without a solitary thought, he handed the vendor a twenty, only telling him to keep the change.

After a few minutes, everything was righted with the orange cart and Christian began to scan over some of the various tents throughout the market. He didn’t immediately see what it was he was looking for, the replacement fishing rod, but he had a feeling that it had to be here somewhere. But, in his mind, the journey was so much more exciting that reaching the destination. Especially when in the company of good friends.

“So, what’s next on the docket Munchkin?,” Christian said to Sophia as he began to move away from the orange vendor and towards the relatively crowded street. While he awaited her answer, he felt his stomach rumbling a bit. Apparently either the orange he ate didn’t sit right with him or it just woke his hunger. “I’m votin’ food. Quite famished after that fight and rasslin’ with that swordfish.”

It was exactly what he wanted, a nice high set from Evie, he jumped to finish what he had started. He swung his arm and released a burst with the contact, "SPIKE!" he shouted grinning stupidly at the other team as the ball shot towards them at an angle. It was going fast, but it wouldn't be impossible to stop especially for a mutant. He was so focused on not missing the timing of his spike that he didn't notice much of the other happenings on the beach, such as Alek appearing back so soon and drunk none-the-less or Bella and Gideon out in the water.

He fumbled his landing on his way down, slipping from his poorly planted left foot straight to his back in a splash of sand, laughing. Of course this would cause him to miss on how the other team would react to his shot, but he did hear Evie calling Alek back to the game and something about a happy place. "You need to keep your eye on the ball! And the ground! Or you'll end up like this!" he shouted from his position on the ground before he slowly got back to his feet and swiped some of the sand from his back with his left arm.

Omega-Yum Yum Yum, oranges.

Luckily the only thing that Antonio injured was his pride. Even with his recent complications, the thing was large enough to be able to take a blow like this and still remain completely intact. Laughing softly he took the helping hand that Shandra offered and got back on his feet. His hands brushed gravel and dirt of his pants as he surveyed the damage, groaning slightly. It had been a while since he had made a blunder like this, but he hated how much money it took to fix these things.

Quickly he walked over to the cart owner. He gave the woman an apologetic look, though he doubted it would do little to make her happier, he did 'ruin' her entire stock. Sighing at his own mistake, he pulled out his wallet, taking out a blank check that was in there. The wallet again secured in his pocket, he began to fill in the check. They had haggled over a number, ending up with one large enough to pay for the entire stock, a new cart, and shipping so that the remaining oranges would be shipped to the condo for everyone's enjoyment.

The situation now averted, he walked over to Shandra, thinking about the question that she posed to him. "I vote that we keep an eye around them. You know as well as I do that something will go wrong here and they will need help getting out of trouble. I think between the two of us we should be able to keep them safe and in the towns goo graces." He gave her a wink as he looked at the group of familiar faces. He smiled faded somewhat as he saw Alek. There was no doubt in the Hispanic's mind that Alek was going to get himself in trouble, and Antonio will not help him if that is what would end up happening.

His signature grin on his face, albeit slightly hollower than before as hideous people like he was now needed to be slightly bitter, he skated over to where they group of student was gathered. "Hola, do you mind if we tag along on your little adventure through this town. Piece of advice, keep your eyes open for fruit stands. They appear out of no where, and the owners get quite offended if you hit them." Laughing at his own joke, he motioned for Shandra to join them.

Alpha: To Dinner - 'Five to Seven'

She glanced at Christian and gave him a wry smile as he called her munchkin, secretly relating the word to the Wizard of Oz. She really hoped she didn’t remind him of munchkin land. At any rate, she was happy to see that things got back in hand with the orange cart, and that no one seemed to think any thing of it. She supposed accidents happened… Not everything led the world back to mutants.

They’d be warned that while Catalina was a little more understanding than some places, any major disaster caused by mutant powers wouldn’t go over well. It was more than they could say for the rest of the world, who, after skinned victims in New York seemed to be on the war path. She looked around, bright eyes taking in all the bright colors and interesting little shops.

She definitely wanted to buy something for her mother, and for her aunt from here before she left. They would love a little souvenir or two.

Sophia glanced up as Antonio came skating over… Inwardly she winced, having really hoped that he and Shandra would have wanted some…Personal time. Considering it seemed like they were either dating, or very close to it half the time.

It also annoyed her because usually the only time elder X-Men wanted anything to do with the new kids was to baby sit them, because they didn’t trust them not to get in trouble.

Funny, because it was often the older ones getting into the fights and trouble.

Antonio was a prime example—She remembered he and Alek got into it at the carnival. When Bella had to stop Narcissa from killing Alek for doing something to Antonio. Reikon throwing slinging mud into Narcissa’s hair—Narcissa sending him flying. Or, one of the Alpha's or Omega's that had been sneaking out at night after the mansion was put on lock down... Usually the Omega leader seemed to be starting things… But the list went on.

Nevertheless, she smiled shyly when Antonio arrived, glad to see he didn’t run her over like the orange cart. She did enjoy his company after all... Just not if he felt obligated to be there. “Not at all mon ami… We were just going to get something to eat—Try the local cuisine…”, she spoke up, glancing to Christian and Raine for approval. Varian was still in the store he’d wandered into, so Sophie fished her micro thin cellular out of her small hand bag and sent a text, stating that they were heading to dinner soon.

She didn’t want to leave him behind—Afraid he might get lost.

Se looked around, noting there was a dozen and one places to get something… But she stopped when she saw what looked like an outdoor grill down the way about.

“What about going there, non?”, Sophie squinted as she tried to read the sign, “Five to Seven?”

It looked quite modern for the colorful marketplace, but it also looked agreeable with umbrella’s tables, some indoor air conditioned area’s and a view of the water. “Unless you guys want to try somewhere else?”

Raine walked with the rest of the group to the shopping area, chatting idly with those around her as they made their way. It felt good to be surrounded by people again, and made her feel a little better about herself, combating the mood she found herself in since coming back from Limbo. Her eyes darted around the market they found themselves in, an excited smile crossing her features as she tucked her hands into the back pockets of her jeans. While she was not rich by any span of the imagination, she did have some cash burning a hole in her clutch wallet, and now seemed as good a time as any to spend it. After all she was supposed to get Katie a souvenir from their trip, since she was not on one of the teams that got to go with them.

Varian made his way into a shop full of crystal figurines, the brunette thinking of following him, though she got the distinct feeling that he wanted to be in there alone for a bit. Whatever it was about the figurines, they were something special to him, and she could give him some time. Instead, she headed to a farmer's stand that was selling oranges, smiling as she hung back from Christian and Sophia for the time being. She saw them getting the oranges, Christian tossing her one that she caught with ease, bringing the rind to her nose to smell it. There was something about the smell of citrus that always made her smile.

Moving to catch up with them, she smiled as she came to a stop next to them, seeing Christian surveying the area as he mentioned food. The lightning bug was actually pretty hungry as well, tossing her dark curls over her shoulder. Antonio joined them next, seeming to invite himself and Shandra along on their group outing, but she was not really one to care. She knew almost nothing about the two Omegas, so it might be interesting to get to know them a little bit. Sophie glanced at her and Christian as she said that the older X-man could come with them, the brunette chiming in with a smile.

"Sure, the more the merrier." Her eyes wandered to the store Varian had entered as Sophie looked around for a place they could go to eat. She seemed to settle on a nice looking grill, Raine finding herself with a craving for a hamburger.

"That looks great. I'll go in and see if Varian is ready to go," she said simply, excusing herself from the group to head into the store of figurines and charms to find the telekinetic Omega. His blonde head was not hard to find in the store, the electric mutant careful to avoid the various displays for fear of breaking something. Coming up behind him, she saw him looking at some silver chains and charms, the girl clearing her throat slightly so as not to startle anyone.

"Hey, we're going to grab a bite to eat. Did you want to come?"

Shandra quietly watched Antonio move over the group. She'd...almost meant her statement as a joke, almost, but it seemed that he hadn't want to turn it into that. But that was fine, most of her had actually been serious about it after all. She just...hadn't expected him to go right up to them.

But then again, this was Antonio, he usually did many things she would have never actually thought to do. Or at least, take different methods to get to the end product. And when he waved her over, she watched him skeptically for all of a few seconds. She wasn't...good in groups of people she didn't know...but still...she'd already been spotted. Couldn't be too bad...

Without really stirring the water of the people before her, Shandra made her way over to the group that was slowly getting bigger apparently. However, as Sophia mentioned something about eating, Shandra knew she would have to gracefully back out. She wasn't into telling people about her quirks...and she didn't want to make anyone awkward by not eating.

With an apologetic smile and tone, Shandra looked to Sophia who seemed to be the leader of the other four newbies. "I'm sorry...I'm just not hungry. Umm...so I'm just going to back out so I can go finish what I meant to do?"

If Antonio got her sudden excusing of herself or not wasn't exactly an issue, not one that had any logical basis behind it, but she still hadn't wanted to be rude...She did have things to do and it wasn't like they'd know anything was up. She liked to keep it that way.

Besides...she had stitches to somehow magically get out on her own and a swimsuit to buy. That ocean was too tempting...she'd just have to remember to take it a little easier. So swimsuit buying first...stitches when she found a good terrycloth to bite down on just in case she messed up.