Warm Jelly Donut - Open

[st_rongernow]

Clarice still didn't sleep in her room. There were trust issues and decorating taste issues, but she was spending more time at the 'compound' as she called the Inn. Since the inhibitor collar was removed, Clarice's powers had been broken. She was pretty sure it had to do with everything that had happened to her, at least she hoped so.

So far everything that she'd tried to teleport came back split in two, even after she'd visited the places. Sometimes, it wouldn't hold true and fizzle out after a couple of minutes. The frustration was growing and she knew that made it even worse. She could hear John in her ear to concentrate on something you like.

She sat in the lobby, in one of the padded chairs, with a glowing light between her hands and a bunch of tennis balls at her feet. There was a light from the ceiling above, that correlated to the one between her hands. Clarice picked up one of the balls and tossed it through the teleport only to have two halves fall at her feet.

"Warm Jelly Donut."

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Clarice and Jane

[st_artingpoint]

Jane was returning from her workout in the gym when the flickering light caught her eye. She stopped and watched to see what the other woman was doing, but even as she saw the halves fall through the -- was that a hole in space -- Jane didn't understand.

"The bakery is around the corner but I don't know if they have jelly donuts." She wasn't sure what that had to do with what they were doing.

Re: Clarice and Jane

[st_rongernow]

For a minute Clarice was confused at the comment and then realized that she'd spoken out loud. "Thanks, maybe I'll get one later if they have them." She lowered her hands, "I had a friend that told me I needed to focus positive thoughts."

She took a really good look at the woman with ink all over. Clarice was pretty sure she'd seen her down the hallway when she did a quick stop in her room. She was a little hard to miss.

Re: Clarice and Jane

[st_artingpoint]

"And jelly donuts is your positive thoughts?" Jane asked her curiously. "Beer I get but to each his own. Or her own." She shot her a grin, "I'm Jane by the way."

Re: Clarice and Jane

[st_rongernow]

"Clarice and don't knock jelly donuts until you try them. Though I'll admit beer is a good happy place, too." She unfurled her legs and settled into the chair, "I think your room is near mine, or at least I've seen you a couple of times in the hallway."

Dean/Clarice

[st_illfighting]

"Is that a new way of saying open sesame?" Dean smirked as he twisted off the cap to his beer. It sometimes felt that he was surrounded by witches or wizards or whatever the hell they called themselves.

Re: Dean/Clarice

[st_rongernow]

"Oh like I've never heard that before." She rolled her eyes but there was amusement at Alec. It was only when she pulled her gaze from the ball lying at her feet and get a good look that she noticed it wasn't Alec. Maybe one of Alec's gene donors? Definitely a good decade or more older.

"Okay, not Alec." She lowered her hands and the lights disappeared. "Alec's sperm donor?"

Re: Dean/Clarice

[st_illfighting]

Dean made a face, "thanks, now I'll have that vision in my head that won't be erased. I am not his sperm donor, he just happens to have my good looks." And smart ass personality and as Dean thought of him - brother from another mother.

Liz/Clarice

[st_hotflashes]

Liz was just getting off her shift when she saw the ball disappear and reappear as two halves. Still, she recognized now the type of power. She hoped the woman wouldn't mind that she walked over. Her eyes went up to the ceiling. "That's amazing."

Re: Liz/Clarice

[st_rongernow]

"It's amazing when it works." Clarice said wryly, "but thanks." She lowered her hands and the lights disappeared. "It's broken right now."

Otherwise she would have tried to teleport out, probably killing herself in the process.

Re: Liz/Clarice

[st_hotflashes]

"I'm sorry." Liz frowned a little, walking up a bit more and sitting across from Clarice. "Why is it broken?"

Scanlan/Clarice

[st_illsinging]

"Is that how that's supposed to work?" Scanlan had walked into the lobby, looking for a place to sit and write. He was almost done writing a song for someone at the inn, but needed another verse. Now he was distracted as the 3-foot Gnome walked over to the woman with cool eyes.

Re: Scanlan/Clarice

[st_rongernow]

"Not really." Clarice said before she turned her attention to the ... Munchkin? "They're supposed to stay in one piece." She motioned toward the whole tennis balls at her feet.

Re: Scanlan/Clarice

[st_illsinging]

"Maybe you're messing up the spell wrong?" He looked at the tennis ball briefly. "Good you're not using human guinea pigs."

Peter and Clarice

[st_arkintern]

"Whoa," Peter says from where he's standing on the other side of the lobby. It might not be the way Clarice's powers are supposed to work, but Peter doesn't know that.

Peter approaches, then gestures to the light in the ceiling. "That's cool."

Clarice is a relative newcomer, and while he's seen her around (and he's sure she's seen him), he still feels the need to formally introduce himself.

He closes the distance between them and then extends a hand to her. "I'm Peter," he says. "Your name is Clarice, right?"

Re: Peter and Clarice

[st_rongernow]

The lights between her hands and the ceiling fizzled, "it's cooler when it works." Clarice still isn't used to people being so normal about mutant abilities.

"Yeah, I'm Clarice." She reached over and shook his hand briefly. "Peter, huh?" She'd seen him in her fly bys but hadn't heard names. Or rather hadn't paid attention. "You friends with Mack?" He was the only teenager she knew and given the size of the place, Clarice assumed.

Re: Peter and Clarice

[st_arkintern]

"Yeah," Peter says, and then he realizes he might not be clear on what he's answering or agreeing with. "Yeah, I'm friends with Mack."

He gestures to the sliced tennis ball. "What were you trying to do?" He thought she was trying to slice the tennis ball. If she were trying to do that, she'd done that successfully. It didn't seem like she considered this a mission success.

Kitty & Clarice

[st_alksthroughwalls]

With more than ten years as an X-man behind her and time with nearly every major superhero outfit in her universe, Kitty Pryde tended to know or at least know about everyone who was anyone in their world. Tended to. She'd begun to suspect that Maya and she were from the same, or at least very closely related worlds, and she'd never heard of Echo before here. Then again, Echo hadn't been operating when Kitty left her world. Timelines did make it more complicating.

In any event, Clarice, the mutant known as Blink, was both less and more complicated. Kitty knew of her, because there had been a team called the Exiles that dropped through at one point and Nate Grey had known a Blink in his world that she thought was the one who had ended up in theirs. All of which meant that Kitty knew a very fast, very well-trained, very dangerous mutant ally named Clarice, knew what she was capable of, but had never actually met one--or not this one, anyway.

So she did the exact opposite of sneak up on her while she was training and instead walked up in plain sight and said, "Nice try, but the only warm jelly doughnuts in this reality are the ones that you might convince Emma to make," in a way that said I think I know what you're doing, but I'm not entirely sure. I'm friendly, and I'm like you she hoped. "I'm Kitty Pryde."

Re: Kitty & Clarice

[st_rongernow]

Clarice dropped her hands, the light extinguishing when she did, to look at the girl. She knew the name, but only slightly. It wasn't like the X-men had a monopoly on names but given the number of 'special' people she'd met already or seen at the Inn, the odds were good it was the person she'd heard of.

"Clarice Fong." She smiled slightly at the mention of Emma, "and I'll ask her about making some. I know she makes marshmallows." That hadn't been her thing but they'd had a good conversation.

Then because she was always forthright, Clarice asked, "you a mutant, too?" With that, she could tell if it was just a coincidence with the name or she was an X-man.

Re: Kitty & Clarice

[st_alksthroughwalls]

In answer, Kitty phased, turning herself almost invisible and walked through Clarice to her other side. "Yes," she told the other woman. "The X-Men call me Shadowcat, among other things."

Ariel. Sprite. Punkin. Katya. Katschen. Kitten.

"Different reality than yours, I'm pretty sure. The Blink I know of is more pink and has no pupils."

Clarice & Sunny

[st_igmatized]

The two halves of the ball lay on the floor for a moment before they snapped back together and rolled over to the hand of another woman who picked it up and stood.

Sunny examined the join with her eyes and with her fingers, squeezing the ball to be sure it wouldn't just fall apart in the same away again.

She smiled almost apologetically. "Unless you meant running out of balls to be your signal to take a break?"

Re: Clarice & Sunny

[st_rongernow]

"Hey, that's a good trick." Clarice watched as the ball seemed to stay whole. "Is that your mutant power? Healing?"

Which healing a ball wasn't really healing, it could be connected.

Re: Clarice & Sunny

[st_igmatized]

"Not a mutant, actually," Sunny said as she returned the ball to the pile it had come from. "I'm a witch. Though I'm not entirely convinced the two are really so different."

[st_arlord]

Quill was drawn to women who didn't look entirely ordinary. One could say he had a type. It was hard to miss the hot, different looking chick doing something cool with her hands.

"Hey," he said, approaching. "That looks pretty neat."

[st_rongernow]

"It's only neat if it works." Clarice made a face as two halves of the tennis ball fell at her feet. The light fizzled close as she lowered her hands. "I'm going to have to find some new guinea pigs if I keep this up."

[st_arlord]

He looked at the tennis ball.

"Or," He said with a positive tone. "You could just open up a business where you make sandwiches. Everyone loves a perfectly symmetrical sandwich."