Dorm Laundry Room, Sunday Evening

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Okay, so Kyle Reese hadn't figured out that you have to wash clothes yet. Alice was kind enough to tell him outright to damned well do it, and so after putting it off for a while, he made his way down to the laundry room to see what this machine was that washed clothes.

It had started off simply enough. Clothes into the machine. Powder into the machine. Press a few buttons. Easy, right?

Easy, until the machine started bucking and spitting and jumping around. Reese dived for cover. "Damned machines," he hissed from his hiding place. The washer was overpacked, unbalanced and spitting suds and was, unfortunately for the unarmed boy with machine issues, bucking and frothing between Kyle and the door.


[OOC - So open.]

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[longislandiceme]

Bobby knew how to do laundry, sure. He'd just gotten out of the habit what with living in a mansion with staff to do that sort of thing. Well, that and half the time he ended up having to buy new clothes when the old ones got shredded due to bad guys attacking or whatnot.

In any case, it was high time to do some laundry, which is why he'd headed down here with a basket full of clothes.

He definitely hadn't expected to be greeted by a rogue washing machine, though.

"Uh hello?" Bobby called out. "Anyone here?"

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Kyle poked his head around the corner from his hiding place. "Bobby? Take cover!" He scrambled to his feet and crouched, ready to tackle him out of the way if the machine suddenly sprouted lasers or guns. They always had lasers or guns.

[longislandiceme]

"Kyle? Wha? Why?" He did duck though, and scrambled over to where Kyle while thinking about options. He could freeze the water, sure, but that might damage school property and he really didn't need to get kicked out of here a day after telling everyone back home that he was staying.

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He scuttled over to make room for Bobby. "It went crazy. I did what I was supposed to do and Alice said it wasn't sentient, then it started doing that!"

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"Did you put in too many clothes?" Bobby asked. "Or soap? I did that once, and my mom was not happy." He glanced at the wildly rocking machine. "...It wasn't this bad though," he had to admit.

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"I don't know!" he exclaimed. "I've never used one before. Then it started leaping out at me and jumping all over the place. I should have expected it. Machines are always like this with me." He threw an apologetic glance at Bobby for getting him involved. "It's a thing."

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Because one X-Man wasn't enough, Jean totally did her laundry whenever she was running low on options of what to wear. Like you should, you know. But she was that person who had it all nicely sorted by color and how it needed to be washed. It was a bit sickening, really.

So when she showed up to do that and saw a machine doing that, her poor organization went down the crapper as the basket was dropped. "Oh my god!"

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Oh great, Kyle thought. "Over here!" he yelled over the noise the machine was making. "Take cover!" He was ready to rush and tackle the washer if he had to distract it. Yes, he was convinced that it had a mind of its own.

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So of course Jean took cover. Like someone who was trained to fight evil mutants and protect mankind and blah blah blah peaceful coexistence. "What's wrong? Is it something weird with the island?"

Oh god, was she gonna have a kid show up?!

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"Whatever it is, the machine's not happy and it looks pretty violent to me. This is really putting me off washing my clothes again."

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Um.

"Did you put too much of something in there?" Jean asked, bravely looking over at the angry beast.

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"To answer that I'd have to know how much you're supposed to put in there, but I don't, so I can't." Way to be evasive, Reese.

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"Jean!" Bobby yelled. "We've got a little bit of a problem here." Way to understate things.

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"What happened?" Because she'd be calm and sensible about this when she wasn't under the assumption, like, Wanda was making things go nutso.

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Wanda making things go nutso was a totally legitimate explanation for things! So much so that Bobby spent his first couple weeks here convinced that she was hiding somewhere.

"I dunno, I just came in and it was all 'whiirrrr' and soap was all everywhere and I didn't do it I swear."

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"The machine did?" Jean peered over at it before ducking away again to avoid soap. "What did you put in there?"

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Gabrielle had not gotten lost in the dorms, hush. She'd been on the way to the laundry room, really, because her . . . one outfit was just too much to wash by hand.

Really.

Never mind that she was wearing said one outfit.

It had nothing at all to do with following the noise in hopes of getting un-lost.

"What's going on down here?" she yelled, peering in. And jumping back a step. "What is that?"

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"A very unhappy machine!" Kyle called. "Take cover!" Hey, it had worked so far.

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"Did you say something to it?" Gabrielle yelled back, staring at the frothing. "Or is it just sick?"

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Kyle scrambled out from where he'd been taking cover and reached for Gabrielle's hand. "I don't know, but it might want to kill us. Come with me," he yelled over the noise. It wasn't really a 'if you want to live' moment though, so he left that part off for now.

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He seemed to know more about these things than she did, so Gabrielle let him grab her hand, perfectly content to follow his lead. Because that was a very well-armored possibly angry thing that wanted to kill them. "Does it have some kind of weak point? Anywhere?"

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"It's okay!" Jean tried, attempting to calm the whole situation down by being loud and bossy. Riiiiight.

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Gabrielle travelled with loud and bossy. It was totally a calming situation for her!

"Are you sure? What if it escapes and tries to get upstairs?"

. . . okay, just partly.

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Jean facepalmed. Because she was so much more worldly and mature than this.

"It's not going to move."

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"But." Gabrielle gestured somewhat flailtastically at the machine. "What do you call what it's doing right now, then?"