I'm Going to Find You

[Beau LaRoux]

Okay, so Beau definitely didn't want to be messing around with Devyn's powers. He made note of that and very subtly attempted to shoo the shadows away. It more or less worked, and it probably helped that Beau had just as quickly focused on music and on the whole conversation thing. Hard to think about wrapping yourself in shadow when you were busy plunking a tune on a piano and thinking about an upcoming tryout that you were putting yourself through, after all.

Bad people who would hurt, Beau nodded; he couldn't disagree with that. "But who's sayin' that the people they're hirin' are all gonna be bad? Could jus' be people that don't know no better. I'm bettin' that some of the folks from my hometown ain't gonna be thrilled 'bout the whole mutant thing..." Beau trailed off. He still visited his home when he could manage, and he got the same reception most of the time. Everyone knew he was at boarding school, and they just thought that was the fanciest thing. It probably helped that Beau was in Montana though, which was about as Southern as a Northern state could get.

The talk of Zoe got his attention off his family though. Girls usually did that too the poor guy. Devyn seemed to definitely be defending his girlfriend, which Beau could definitely understand. He didn't know the girl, hadn't met her, but he still wagered that Devyn's version of the story was more accurate than what that damn blogger posted. Another thanks, with Beau nodding, knowing full well what had gotten Devyn worked up and that it didn't have anything to do with Beau.

The next bit did though: "uh, yeah," admitted Beau, moving his fingers awkwardly above the keys and smiling bashfully, "sorry 'bout that. Mostly handed that off to the teacher who was there; she was a girl, so I figured she'd know better how to handle that..." Beau trailed off. It wasn't like he'd seen anything sexy or anything like that...

[Devyn Solway]

"True. Lack of knowledge and misunderstanding always lead to things like that. Or something along those line." Devyn said waving her hand dismissively, as if not wanting to get into how people thought. She understood the basic concept but really if it was outside of fighting, sex, and fun; Devyn was not fully sure. She had an idea yes, but most of it was going off of what she had learned or heard from someone, class, or her father. She pretty much planned on dropping the subject because their views were somewhat the same but also a little different. Plus she was picking up that this was something that he didn't really want to talk about. Unless she was reading him wrong, but he kept distracting himself with the piano, so either he had a piano problem where he had to touch them when he was around them, or he was trying to keep himself distracted with other things while talking in order to not really full have his full attention on the topic.

I could be wrong however. Devyn thought to herself because she did just meet Beau and even with him being a pretty nice guy and she felt like they clicked, at least a little in some way. Those ways mainly being that he liked girls, helped out her girlfriend, and was a pretty nice guy. His voice had trailed off which was even further indication that he was not really a fan of this topic. Devyn was completely alright with dropping it now. It could be discussed on a later date; if either felt up to talking about it or felt that it was necessary. So Devyn switching up the topic over to her girlfriend seemed to have worked out for the best. Give them something they both liked to talk about. Girls. Granted Devyn was not a fan of talking about her girl in particular, but any of her female friends she would not want to talk about either. They were all hers on different levels.

"It’s alright? What did you think? Nice size? Do you think she had good taste in underwear?" Devyn asked as she leaned in a little closer to Beau. Beau would have to be careful how he answered her questions. If he dared to answer her question anyways. Devyn had a point as to why she was doing it. Not that she was going to say why, but honestly it was a mix of wanting to her Beau's view about her girlfriend and if there would be anything that would give him away as being a secrete lover of Zoe's.

[Beau LaRoux]

They both seemed to realize that they likely weren't gonna see eye to eye on the whole government issue, which Beau supposed was how it would be. He wasn't one to really change his mind until presented with a lot of evidence and likely some emotional reasoning or something as well, and while Devyn might have been an awesome boyfriend and a pretty chill guy overall, he wasn't exactly switching Beau's opinion right away. Devyn was a little off though; Beau just liked to fidget when he got uncomfortable, and he really did have a bit of a thing for playing any instrument that got within his range.

At least things got a little less uncomfortable with the topic switch. Beau chuckled and looked up at the ceiling, tapping the piano without actually producing any notes. He looked over at Devyn, half-smiling. "Reckon I don't know if you're gonna be whoopin' my ass for this, but I'd say that your girlfriend must be a little cutie. Bit on the thin side though," Beau smiled a little, raising his brows, "so I'd say you should fatten her up a smidgen. Good taste though," Beau tapped the piano, looking away for a few more moments, obviously debating what he was about to say. Eventually Beau just figured he might as well, it was mostly complimentary after all: "Didn't see no risque stuff either, so you got yourself a sweetheart there. Either that or you ain't gotten to the lingerie buyin' jus' yet," he chuckled at that, shifting so his back was against the piano. He crossed his arms over his chest and looked over at Devyn.

"Still can't tell if you're about to kick my ass for handlin' your girlfriend's delicates or if this is all 'bout thankin' me for helpin' her out," he admitted, nodding. "An' even if you do decide to do some ass-kickin', still wouldn't change things. I'd do it again."

[Devyn Solway]

Devyn just kept her smirk and didn't move from where she was as Beau brought up that he was not really sure if Devyn was going to beat him up or not. She was not that needless violent, most of the time. Plus he would know if she was going to do something, since most of the time her body would give other people a warning. Her fist would form and then she would start to growl were pretty much the big warning for you better watch out. Sometimes it went right to the growl which basically was like the last warning you would get before Devyn would start talking with her fist. She really did try not to be an outright violent person because he power was affected by her emotions and she would prefer to punch someone’s face in with her fist instead of ripping a limp off with her shadow jaws. Beau seemed to brave up and let Devyn know what he thought. Going as far as to call Zoe a little cutie, which was true so Devyn did give a small nod in agreement.

"Trust me, I'm trying. She eats like a rabbit." Devyn pointed out when Beau suggest that Devyn try to fatten Zoe up a little. So far they both were agreeing about Zoe and Beau had been pretty much spot on about the whole being a sweetheart and that Devyn had not really gotten her any lingerie. Devyn didn't even think she could get Zoe any. For one how would Zoe react and two it would just be a huge tease to Devyn, seeing and being very much tempted but not being able to do anything because of the nice little death threat that Zoe's powers liked to hang over Devyn. "I think I would get one of those cartoon style nose bleeds and she end up not being able to move for hours after if I saw her in lingerie." Devyn admitted with a small chuckle, but also shook her head to keep any thought about it out of her head. Then Beau crossed his hands over his chest and again brought to light that he was not sure what Devyn was going to do to him for washing Zoe's clothing, which did make Devyn starting to chuckle just a little more for a little longer.

"No, I won't kick your ass. I said my thanks and that was the main thing I wanted to get out of the way. That and to figure out how I could pay you back for helping my girlfriend out." Devyn said with a friendly smile but then she went completely serious as she proceeds to look at Beau like she was having a stare down. "However, she is my girlfriend. So don't even think for a moment that you and she could be anything. Even when we break up. You can only be friends with her. Got that?" Devyn asked, but basically was staking her claim and letting Beau know that no touching, not thinking, and for sure no more touching of her girlfriend's underwear.

[Beau LaRoux]

Beau knew a few girls ate like that, though it sounded like at least he and Devyn were in agreement that girls certainly didn't need to. That was part of why Beau liked Liz so much: she definitely wasn't afraid to put down food, though she also remained pretty darn thin overall. And given the way the conversation had now turned, Beau was now thinking of the pretty blonde dressed in scandalous lingerie. Strange, but that felt off: what felt more right was Liz sliding into one of Beau's old shirts while wearing a pair of somehow girly boxers. Now that was definitely more along the lines of the mental image that Beau wanted to have of her, and one that he drifted into for a bit. It ended with the arm crossed and serious business though.

No ass-kicking, which made Beau relax. He wasn't a fan, though he thought he could at least hold his own against Devyn, at least enough to make the other guy think twice. At the mention of what amounted to a reward, Beau chuckled and shook his head again. Before he could speak, Devyn went on, and Beau ended up holding up his hands. "I ain't interested. Not that I don't reckon your Zoe is as sweet as they come, but I'm jus'... not interested," no need to explain his "relationship" with Liz, whatever that counted as.

"'sides, been my experience that if you see a girl's delicates before you see the girl, she ain't as interested as you might think," Beau pointed out, smirking. He'd clearly had at least a little experience in this, though he'd also had luck a time or two, generally involving girls throwing their panties onto a stage, though he wasn't sure he wanted to brag about that to Devyn, just in case the guy saw it the wrong way.

[Devyn Solway]

Devyn could still bet that if she did manage to get Zoe to eat a lot she would not even put on that much weight. The same applied to Devyn. Not only did she eat a lot, but she also worked out a lot. Pretty much to the point that she was sure she had a high metabolism but if it was a fact was a bit of a mystery. She was sure she did have a high metabolism, but never really got around to testing the theory. She felt weird if she did not at least get three workouts in a week. Her dad was very active, having to stay in his top form for his job and since little Devyn did grow up wanting to be like her dad she got into the habit as well and even with him being gone she still did it and enjoyed it. It left her sore and in pain yes, but it also left her healthy, fit, and well as she like to think 'a hot boy’s body'. Not a man's body no, she would not be able to get to that point unless she started to pop pills or something, which was a very big no-no.

"Good. Keep it that way and we should be fine." Devyn said now with a smile returning to her face at hearing that Beau was not interested and that Devyn basically did not have to worry. She was a bit curious as to why he was not interested. He said that he liked his ladies, so that meant he had to be a ladies man, and had to at least enjoy flirting with them right? Or was that a Devyn thing. It didn't matter too much either way because he said basically not to worry so Devyn was going to trust him and not think about it anymore or worry about the possible thought of having a potential threat. Devyn could not help but to chuckle at Beau's comment about from experience that he knew that girls were not as interested in you after you had seen their underwear. "Experience huh? So you are not a virgin boy right? Or are you the talk a big game, but then don't actually go through with anything type?" Devyn asked but then was shaking her head no.

"No, wait. You are the nice type. You have to be since you helped out someone you did not know. So probably don't try to lead people on, am I right?" Devyn asked, knowing the area of types of people in a way. Sure it was not full proof or anything and she would have to get to know Beau a little better before she could say for sure, but from what she knew already she figured he was one of those 'nice guys' that either got really luck with girls but just didn't do anything about it. Or one of those 'nice guys' who didn’t get lucky with girls, but would of made a pretty good boyfriend at the end of the day.

[Beau LaRoux]

Beau definitely wasn't going to be aiming for Zoe anytime soon. Heck, if he even saw a girl that remotely resembled Zoe, he was gonna dial back the flirting. The next comment actually had him raising his brows. Usually people weren't so... blunt about that, and Beau really didn't enjoy talking about his sex life with near strangers. He blinked a few times, waiting while Devyn worked through it himself. Beau did talk a good game, and he got plenty of action; he just didn't believe in going all the way. Had the opportunity to do so a few times, but that just wasn't in the plan.

Nice type, don't lead them on, Beau nodded. "Ain't somethin' I do, no," he agreed. He paused for a moment, shifting his stance. "Been a few times I had the chance to, but I want the girl to know where I stand an' all," he rubbed at the back of his head, clearly uncomfortable. When he lowered his hand, he tapped the piano a few times, as if attempting to coax words out of it. Eventually, he did find something, a question that ought to work some:

"You usually ask people 'bout their sex lives at the first meetin'?" he raised his brows. "'cuz that don't strike me as the best way o' makin' friends." Bit blunt, but then again, the other guy had literally just asked if Beau was a virgin or not, so Beau figured he could afford to be blunt.

[Devyn Solway]

Devyn was blunt, sure she had been a tad bit blunter this time around, but it was because she was curious. Trying to figure Beau out and confirming the kind of guy he was. She had a feeling that he question would be like throwing a curve ball at him, but she wanted to be sure. He could have been playing nice with some sort of hidden agenda behind it all. In a way Devyn was basically testing him to see if he really was the kind of guy that he 'pretended' to be. It was pretty much clear by now however that he was not really pretending and in fact an honest to downright nice guy. Which was a tad bit disappointing since Devyn wanted a wingman and her wingman could not be the nice guy type. Sure he would get the ladies attention and then when he shot them down he could send them over to Devyn for her to comfort them. It would be a good ploy, but at the same time Devyn didn't want to always comfort the heart broken.

"Ah, guess I can understand that. Whatever works for you personally." Devyn responded in a simple tone. She knew however she was not like that, which was okay, because they were different people and they could not really be the same person. She might have gotten along better with someone similar to herself or she could have hated them. So at least meeting someone who was different then you made it a bit interesting. Opposites attracting and all, she did however know that it would be pointless then to flirt with him and expect anything out of it in return. This again was fine because she flirted with everyone out of habit even if she was not trying to get anything out of the other person. Oh, I got my goal achieved, I can now flirt. Devyn thought to herself since she had gotten her thank you out so now she didn't have to focus on holding herself back.

"Sometimes. Depends on if I find them cute or not and want to know their experience." Devyn said as she tilted her head a little to the said as a devious smirk appeared on her face. "Your nice boy thing is kind of cute and has me wondering if I can break it at all." Devyn followed up with as she gave Beau a glance over and then a wink, chuckling on the inside. That was a pretty heavy flirt, but at least she had gotten it out of her system and was eager to see how Bea was going to react to it.

[Beau LaRoux]

The tone told Beau that while Devyn might "get" where he was coming from, he didn't "understand it." Oh well, wasn't like Beau really understood a lot of people's weird ass positions either. Sleeping around always struck him as a good way to get someone's feelings hurt, and it just didn't sit well with Beau. He wasn't sure he bought the whole "sex is God's gift to marriage" bit, but it just felt like something that should be saved for particular people was all.

At least he got to ask his question, and he got... something back in return. Beau, being the consummate flirt himself, recognized when someone was flirting with him. Wasn't the first time that someone had assumed that he played for the other team either. Guess he just looked too pretty or something; Beau wasn't about to go there. "Well, sorry ta disappoint you, but I ain't much interested. Don't play on the same team, 'sides," he half-grinned, "I really do prefer the nice girls. Wild is fun for a night or two, but gets old after a while. 'sides, who ain't lookin' for a girl they can bring home to the folks after a while?"

Yeah, obviously different ideas on that, which Beau was fine with. Devyn wouldn't be the first person that Beau had this conversation with, and he likely wouldn't be the last. Beau went back to the piano, tapping out a few notes on the piano, adding a little musical punchline to his words, though he wasn't sure that was strictly necessary.

[Devyn Solway]

Devyn was quickly lumping Beau in that category with Zoe when it came to the whole sex matter. She bet he wanted to wait for the right person as well and for there to be actual love involved. Both so old school. Devyn thought to herself, not that she had any problem with how people and Beau view things. She respected it that there were still people out there who were more about actually wanting to be in a lasting relationship. It seemed to be getting rarer in kids of the current day and age, but people like Beau and Zoe had to mean that all hope was not lost. That there would be people who could say they had been together for fifty years. Some might being able to say that this was their high school sweet heart and the person was their first and only.

Devyn would not be able to say that now. She was in fact like Beau and Zoe where she wanted her first to be with someone who she loved and they loved her back, and it was. However, that person didn't really love her. Devyn's thought on that matter were broken however at Beau words as she blinked a little in confusion. Followed by her smiling broadly as she clicked her tongue against her teeth. He thinks I'm a male. To play along or to not? Devyn thought to herself, wondering how long it would in fact take Beau to catch on that she was in fact female. "Shame, you are pretty cute." Devyn said, going with the whole leaving her actual real gender a mystery to him then, since she really did not mind being mistaken for a male. It would make for a good laugh later in her mind. "People still do that?" Devyn asked, thinking back to the last time she was taken home to meet someone’s parents and how that did not go well at all. Wonder if Zoe would take me to meet hers if she kept in touch with them. Devyn thought to herself, a little eager at the idea oddly.

"You still never told me how I can pay you back by the way. I don't really accept the whole, it was no big deal I was just being me line." Devyn pointed out after a moment, since that was what was second on her list. Say thank you, figure out how to pay him back, and then first. She went out of order there for a moment but that happened.

[Beau LaRoux]

Beau, again, was used to guys calling him cute, sadly. So he just smiled awkwardly, trying to look like he didn't want to go running out the door. Yeah, gay guys creeped him out a little; didn't mean he had to be mean to them or anything. Just... uncomfortable, and he'd probably be the same way if the person doing the flirting was an eighty year old fat woman too, though probably not quite as skin crawly.

"Yeah, people do it all the time," replied Beau, grinning and looking over at Devyn, "least they do back home. 'sides, I'm lookin' forward to takin' a girl home to my folks, see what they think of her. Whole point of havin' a family an' all," he said, nodding. He really believed that too, every word, from how important family was or should be to someone to taking a girl home to meet mom and dad to how this should be regular, even if it wasn't.

which carried over into his insistence that he didn't need a reward, which he repeated again, shaking his head: "I'm seriously. I did it on account o' it bein' the right thing to do. You shouldn't want a reward for stuff like that; you should just do it,' he shrugged, then plunked a few notes on the piano. "Ain't my fault that people don't think the right way anymore," he played a few more notes, pausing with a finger on the keys. "Guess if you really want, you could come to one of my shows or somethin'," he shrugged, looking up at Devyn with an expression that pretty much said "whadda think of that" as loud as words could manage.

[Devyn Solway]

Devyn smiled back at Beau, finding it interesting how he just smiled and didn’t say anything about the fact that she called him cute. No complement back? No running away? Well, that was not really all that odd since Devyn was also use to that kind of response, or lack thereof. It was not nearly as fun since she did like having people react in an embarrassed or caught off guard way. Beau however seemed used to it and did not let it faze him. In a way Devyn respected that, but also found it a tad bit boring and meant that she was just going to have to step up her game in order to get a reaction out of him. Could always just go for a kiss, or get really close to him. Devyn thought to herself, seeing that it could be fun and that had to be a way to get him to react. If he didn’t, well then he was not like anyone she encountered; but that was for later.

For now however she would behave herself for the sake of in another way thanking him for what he did. Her eyebrow rose at his whole idea of wanting to take his girlfriend back home to meet the folks. Yeah, it was ideal and it was nice to have someone say 'hey, I approve of this person'. Devyn would have wanted Zoe to meet her dad; her dad would have liked Zoe. Probably smacked Devyn up aside the head for not giving Zoe the best she deserved or something. More so getting on her to start applying herself and actually trying at things, but he was gone, it didn't matter. Having Zoe meet her mom would just end badly for the both of them, and Devyn really didn't want her girlfriend seeing her actually weak and vulnerable. Well, if she was unaware like when she blacked out, that was different; but not when she was conscious. "What if you think she is the one, but they don't agree with you? Would you still go out with a girl if she was not ideal in their minds?" Devyn asked, wanting to know what he would say about that. What if his little ideal desire to get that right girl to take home to his parents didn't work out? Then what?

Devyn wanted to pull down her face and let out a deep sigh when Beau again basically said there was nothing she could do to pay him back. Why did people have to make things so difficult? All she wanted was to know how she could pay them back for what they did because it was a rare trait for people to do just nice things. At least it was in her mind. She managed to keep it together long enough to hear his suggestion about coming to one of his shows. She could do that, simple enough. It seemed...sort of fair in a way. He gave some of his time to help out Zoe, so she would give him her time and check out one of his shows. "Sure, sounds like a plan. When is your next show?" Devyn asked as she moved a hand through her hair, remembering something. "Oh, and like is it for a bad or a school thing?" Devyn asked, figuring that was important to know, since she have in mind the number of people that could be showing up.

[Beau LaRoux]

Beau chuckled at Devyn's followup question, plinking a few notes on the piano before responding: "If I didn't think they'd approve, wouldn't have taken her in the first place," he replied. Then, figuring that this might not quite suffice, he continued: "An' if they didn't, an' I loved the girl, then I guess we're gonna end up spendin' Christmases at her parents' house," Beau chuckled, tapping the piano a few more times. "Besides, I know my family: they'd learn to put up with someone if they knew I loved her."

Beau sincerely believed that too, the belief coming through in his voice and supporting his claims better than more words would've. He trusted his family implicitly, though he did wonder what they'd think if they knew that one of their sons was a mutant, which in turn made Beau worry about his younger sister. Most of his brothers were too old by now, but she... she still could...

Fortunately, there was something cheerier to think about. Devyn's question reminded Beau of that, while at the same time reminding Beau that he hadn't admitted to what he did. He held up a finger, then slid into the seat in front of the piano. Again his fingers danced across the keys, this time drawing out a quick little tune, and soon Beau began singing:

"Put on my blue suede shoes
An' I boarded the plane
Touched down in the land of the Delta Blues
In the middle of the pouring rain

"W.C. Handy
Won't you look down over me
Yeah, I got a first class ticket
But I'm as blue as a boy can be

"Then I'm walkin' in Memphis
Was walkin' with my feet, ten feet off of Beale
Walking in Memphis
But do I really feel the way I feel?"

Beau let loose toward the end, showcasing some vocal power on the relatively old piano tune. he let his fingers keep dancing over at the keys and grinned up at Devyn, clearly enjoying having shown off. "I play an' sing professionally, well," he gave a little shrug, "I make money off it," enough to do fairly well for a student, and he'd had several offers already, thanks in no small part to his dad, "so you'll be puttin' up with some country an' stuff like that, dependin' on the crowd," he winked, then grinned, playing out the tune and humming it a little.

"Walking in Memphis

[Devyn Solway]

"Oh, well I guess that make sense." Devyn said understanding that point then, and should have figured that out herself. If you knew they were not going to approve, then there was no point in bothering in showing your girlfriend to them? So that meant that Zoe was never going to meet Devyn’s mom, unless her mom pulled one of those surprise visit that she did from time to time. Plus with break not too far away, her mother was going to show up and offer to take her daughter her, playing that stupid role of a good mother. Devyn would not fall for it, even if others did, and Devyn was not going to allow Zoe anywhere near that woman. Even if Zoe meeting Devyn's mom might benefit Zoe because then she would learn a lot about Devyn and be advised to break up with Devyn.

The piano keys brought Devyn back out of her thoughts as she looked at Beau as he went on to say more about how he knew his family and that he knew they would accept a girl that they knew he loved. "Lucky you." Devyn said without really any real emotion or hint to how she was feeling. Well the lack of feeling pretty much gave away that she was feeling dejected, but was covering it up by basically giving it away in a way. She didn’t have anything again Beau or his little perfect family or anything like that. No really jealousy either, understanding that everyone’s lives were not going to be the same and that she should just be happy that she did have good memories and life was not bad. Beau moved to sit at the piano, apparently going to answer Devyn's question with an action, which Devyn understood better, since that was how she did most things.

Devyn remained silent as she listened to the piano make a pleasing sound due to Beau's fingers moving across the keys. He even started to sing, and he was actually pretty good. It was not really Devyn's type of music but she could still appreciate the skill behind it and found it enjoyable. Not saying anything the whole time while Beau gave a small performance. Devyn clapped when he was done singing and then listened closely again as he went to talk about hoe he basically was doing this as a job, a professional. "You are really good. You have a bright future ahead of you." Devyn said, knowing that sounded a bit odd coming from another young person, but she meant it. Giving a halfhearted fist pump at the whole going to have to put up with a country song. "I'll deal, paying you back." Devyn said and then suddenly got an idea that she thought was good, but also bad. "Could I like...pay you to serenade my girlfriend for me?" Devyn asked, regretting it a little because what if Zoe when all Beau loving after he sang to her even if it had meant to be a gift from Devyn.


{I know that song!}

[Beau LaRoux]

Beau bowed a little as Devyn congratulated him on the performance. "That's what people keep tellin' me," he said, managing to sound more charming than arrogant. It probably helped that he had that accent dripping all over the words, sweetening every syllable ever so subtly. The thought of the future had him chuckling though. he didn't get that quite as often, though he also didn't usually tell people that he was aiming for a career in this kind of music. "Thanks for that too," he said, nodding. The smile returned though, showing some of those pretty teeth. "Though I reckon that you ain't the best judge o' country music."

Bit of a snap judgment there, but Beau had learned to read his audience fairly well. He'd also learned to tell when he'd impressed a non-fan of his kind of music, which was usually a little harder to do. Still, people could recognize skill and talent when they saw it, and Beau had both in droves. That probably helped strike their deal though: always better when you came to the realization that you didn't have to sit through someone who just thought he could sing well.

The next request did catch Beau a little off guard, and he blinked in surprised. "Well, I reckon I could," he said. "Did you have somethin' in mind? Probably best if you did the writin' an' all, though I can probly learn most songs," and there wasn't a moment's hesitation about getting paid either. True, Beau made a decent amount off his bar playing, but he had plans to woo, and those kind of plans could often take a fair amount of scratch. The more that lined Beau's pocket, the more ready he'd be.

Plus, he had a feeling that to quibble over price would've been more annoying than anything to Devyn, after the generous offers and all.