Colossus
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I am mighty, I am Colossus!
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Post by Colossus on Feb 13, 2006 3:32:53 GMT -5
Piotr wasn't sure about many of the new students, having not been at the school with them before. He smiled as he easily went into Armored form as he walke dinto the Rec room. After all, they called him Colossus for a reason. He easily was taller than everyone else, which allowed him to see everyone easier. So many new faces, as he placed Jeans, Logans, Rogues, scotts, and professor Xaivers gifts under the tree he looked around the room. There was another with metallic skin like his decorating the tree. Perhaps he should talk to her, and get to know her better. Before he decided he looked around the rest of the room.. Everyone he knew seemed to have the usual X-Drama look on their faces and he chuckled to himself. Whats being an X-Man without having a fair ammount of drama added on. It seemed as if it was a job requirement, but he wouldnt' have it any other way. He looked at Mercury after placing the gifts in their respective places. "Hello. I'm Colossus, or Piotr if you want." he smiled slightly, looking at her reflective skin. he found it funny that there was her reflection in his and such. "I haven't been around in a while, and just thought you shoudl be the first person I introduced myself to." He extended his hand in a friendly manner.
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Penance
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She doesn't talk much, but you can tell, she is deep in thought.
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Post by Penance on Feb 13, 2006 4:39:11 GMT -5
It had been weeks since she exited her room from the basement. She had had a ‘conversation’, if one would like to call it that, with Professor Xavier. He told her to take it easy, that some of the new kids wouldn’t understand her just yet. Well she thought now, of all times, she would start to enter the world once more.
It had been like Generation X years, locked up in the basement with Chamber-but he was gone now… his room still there. She could still smell the smoldering stench that came from his room… however he wasn’t there to tell her everything will be alright. A very silent sigh escaped her body as it heaved in the fashion of one. Would there be another fight like last time?
Slowly she moved from basement to main floor, tendril-like hands clutching arms wrapped in impenetrable straps. Neck cracked here and there-it was a trait she has not forgotten from her normal days of being… almost human. A tentative hand brushed back her equally sharp hair as she moved into the room with the Christmas Tree. Eyes looked towards the towering fir tree, and slightly she shivered, remembering her first Christmas in this-body.
Pupilless orbs fell to the ground that she noticed she was scratching up… oh well, Xavier will just have to help her get more of the straps for her feet. Silently Yvette… rather Penance, she became accustomed to that name now and well, was so used to being called that she rarely answered to Yvette anymore, moved towards the window sill and crouched there like an animal would. Penance watched in, of course, silence as the kids held their breath before waiting for her to sit. It was obvious they were still nervous around her, why though? It hadn’t been her who slashed the poor kid.
Jaw tightened at the memory, but quickly she shook it out of her mind. Why remember old battles when there were obvious fresh ones she must battle to become accepted. Eyes glanced around unnoticeable, for there were neither whites nor pupils to show any movement. She saw few recognizable faces… but two stuck out. Mercury and Piotr. She didn’t remember if she, or just her form, met Piotr… but Penny remembered his sister, Illyana well. Taking a breath eyes closed and she traveled back into her memories of the blonde who grew up too fast for her own good.
Within moments she awoke to the here and now. Why was he here? Did Illyana ever… no miracles like that never happened to those who deserved it. Eyes wondered to the floor, and eyelids drooped as she looked away from him. Memories were things she could live without.
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Wither
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Ashes to Ashes... Dust to Dust
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Post by Wither on Feb 13, 2006 4:49:40 GMT -5
Sure it started out as him following X… but then he saw a friend in need-but obviously he knew to most… it was a guy chasing a girl. However after his talk with Jamie, Kevin grew quieter than normal. His jaw tightened some and he stood, not wanting to look at Jamie-not letting himself admit that yes he was crying. “At least…” he started as he began to walk towards the door, clenching his fists. “At least you have some family… like it or leave it, in some way they love you… and you at least have them.”
That was all he said before leaving X and Jamie alone. Sure he knew X could probably smell the salty tears that ran down his cheeks uncontrollably, but it wasn’t like he cared anymore. Hell Kevin didn’t understand any of this. How could someone be mad about having family? After a few minutes he just guessed since he had none himself he would never understand it.
Walking to the elevator he stood inside the bright white cylinder and took a deep breath. He should stop talking to people about these things. It was better if no one knew he cared-that would be it. No one should know he cared. However silently, in the depths of his heart and soul, he wished Laurie knew and Cess and X. Yeah he cared about them all in different ways… but none of them could ever understand him.
Taking a deep breath and wiping his tears away, he began his way towards the rec room to watch the tree decorating. He would stay far away from it this year- not wanting another tree withering fiasco. Sure that was amusing to him, but when he thought about it… it hurt everyone just as much as he truly hurt inside.
Suddenly he stopped and laughed to himself. He had been acting so… emo lately it made him laugh outright. However, how could you laugh at the truth like that? Taking another breath he continued on before noticing the floor was oddly cut up. A brow rose before entering the rec room and he saw that one red chick-however not before noticing another metal being by Cess. Eyes almost popped open before taking yet another breath. It wasn’t his right to get jealous of someone else talking to Cess, after all they were just friends.
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Domino
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Good Luck comes in strange forms...
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Post by Domino on Feb 13, 2006 5:08:46 GMT -5
In the long run. It was a bust. She stopped in and talked to Xavier and was turned down with her ‘demands’…. And well it was exactly what she was expecting. After all, Xavier was no Cable… and the trust factor was still low since Copy Cat had screwed with her life for so long. Damn her. However she did leave one important note with Xavier, one that left him thinking. “The Sentinels are coming… and you have one person here that I saw, barely…. She will be your biggest ally in taking them down.” And with that, she laid down a photo on his desk. With that, and the curve in her hips, Domino sauntered out and left Charles there with that one photo of Penance and her Generation X partners taking down a Sentinel. Without a goodbye, Domino moved out of the mansion and back on her bike. Within moments she was gone.
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Post by Mercury on Feb 13, 2006 9:07:16 GMT -5
Afet her interaction with Sofie, the Holiday spirit still wasn't really what she was thinking about. She wondered if Jamie was alright, if he would come back soon. She wondered if any of this, this whole decorating the tree, cheerful music or anything for the Holiday season really made any difference in the world. She doubted it, after all it was just another stupid day to try and forget every stupid thing or people that came into your life that year. Some things though were hard to forget.
She was on the other side of the tree and didn't really notice the big metal man putting presents beneath its pine scented shelter. She also didn't notice him move towards her as she was so focused on the tree rather than anything else. Focused on her face in the reflection of a silver ball in front of her. She looked so...so stupid. The next thing she knew when she turned there was someone there. She almost bumped right into Colossus but her reflexes were not so bad today as she just straight up and winced a bit at the thought of that.
He spoke to her and she listened, but as he spoke her eyes trailed along his upper form. His LARGE upper form, she only came to his mid chest. The silver-white eyes widdened in awe as they took in what she saw, Metalic silver arms, neck, and then smiling kind face. Her jaw nearly dropped. She had heard about this guy but she never thought she would meet him. She didn't move to take his hands at first, to stuck in time but finally she snapped herself out of it and a hand placed itself into his. The soft metal on hard metal didn't feel as odd as she would have thought, and quickly a smile finally came over her lips. "Well Hi. I'm Cessily Kincaid also know as Mercury for obvious reasons." She looked him over once again, it was the first time she ever saw anyone with skin like hers, or well the same metal appearence anyways. "We have heard all about you, and your work with the X-men. Sorry if I seem a bit shocked, never really thought I'd actually meet you or if what they said your mutation is was true. Hard to believe anyone else out there looked similar to me."
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Colossus
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I am mighty, I am Colossus!
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Post by Colossus on Feb 13, 2006 15:00:30 GMT -5
Piotr chuckeled slightly, finally realizing how much had been told about him at the mansion. If he wasn't in armored form everyone would be able to see him blushing. "I know what you mean about apperances....however the only thing that matters if if you do good. As strange as that sounds." He leaned in close to her ear so nobody else could hear him. "Yvette, or Pennance if you will. I've only met her several times, however my younger sister............." he trailed off for a moment..."She told me that Yvette was one of the nicest people to her on the team, i don't think i ever told Yvette what her friendship meant to my little snowflake.." Piotr looked over at Yvette and nodde din a friendly manner. Placing a hand on Mercury's shoulder he smiled at her. "After all, its Christmas, and you all are my family now." he laughed. Although Piotr didnt get anyting for anyone other than the peopel he had already placed gifts for, he began forming an idea in his mind. He di dhave a rough painting of the whole team he had begun to work on. Perhaps if he worked through the night it could be done by morning. He imagined everyoen comming down in the morning, his painging near the tree, and he couldn't help but laugh on the inside. "Cessily, I need to tell Yvette something, then......I have to work on somethign for the morning." he smiled at her and gave wer a knowing wink. Stanting up fully Piotr walked over to Pennance and knelt next to her, looking at her with his usual smile "Yvette....I only have a moment before I have to go work on something, however i never told you. My little sister, Illyana...." He placed a hand on her clawed/tendrilled hand. "She told me before she died. She......" Piotr was obviously holding back tears just talking about his sister. "She told me how much of a friend yo were to her......I just wanted to thank you, and to let you know. She considered yo a true friend also........If you'll excuse me." He stood up and walked out of the room, a single tead being able to be seen by Mercury and Wither. Once out of the roon he wiped his eyes and sighed, standing to the side of the doorway collecting himself. He should finish the painting, he coudl easily add Mercury to it, seeing how he just picked up metallic paints. It would be a nice gift. He began to run throug a checklist of everyone who was in it in his mind. Professor X, Logan, Cyclops, Gambit, Storm, Pennance, and so many more. He knew exactly where to put Cessily thou. In his mind he played through the scenerio of his sisters death. Nobody he cared for would be harmed again. He couldnt' allow it.
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Penance
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She doesn't talk much, but you can tell, she is deep in thought.
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Post by Penance on Feb 13, 2006 16:04:53 GMT -5
Piotr suddenly came to her, she didn’t realize he would… well even remember her. It made her body stiffen a little before he took her hand. How tender his eyes were-she wanted to move it from him, save the pain he would feel even in that colossal form, but she couldn’t. She couldn’t take her hand from his as he spoke to her softly and choking back tears already.
"Yvette.... I only have a moment before I have to go work on something, however i never told you. My little sister, Illyana… She told me before she died. She... She told me how much of a friend you were to her... I just wanted to thank you, and to let you know. She considered you a true friend also...If you'll excuse me."
Pupil-less orbs watched as the large tinman shed a tear as he stood. Penance couldn’t move except to look at her hand which had remnants of his metallic form still left on the edges of her fingers. How she wanted to tell him she thought of Illyana as a friend as well. How, the girl treated her sweetly even when she ripped up things, accidentally of course, that belonged to her.
Her body heaved a sigh as it was so odd for her to have contact with someone else. Someone real… then she remembered her newly adoptive father, and how he tried so hard to be there for her-but couldn’t because he was so afraid he would be hurt. Eyes glanced here and there. She knew there would be no word from the St. Croix family to her this year. As long as she wasn’t around… the better off they were.
Once more she curled up in the window sill and hugged herself slightly as she watched the children work. Tears poured down her sharp cheeks, but she wouldn’t let herself move, nor even seem to sob. She just sat there and watched through the haze of tears in her eyes.
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Icarus
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Are you looking for a fight?
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Post by Icarus on Feb 13, 2006 19:29:13 GMT -5
Wings had been bound around him and hidden under his shirt and full jacket. It was sometimes easier that way. Much easier especially out and about in a city full of people. He’d just finished dropping off some packages to send to his family. Maybe he’d be able to get either Sam or Paige on the X-Men communicator. Jay was the family type and loved having a big family, even with as crazy as it got. Which was why he loved being at the school. Friends that were becoming more like a family. Once outside the city on his way back Jay ducked off the side of the road pulling off the jacket and shirt to unbind his wings. Pulling on the altered shirt and holding the jacket in his hands.
With a powerful down thrust he was up in the air. The flight back to the mansion was easy, watching the snow covered landscape underneath him and crisp air in his face. A beanie was worn over his amber hair and a matching scarf about his neck. Touching he walked the rest of the way to the door. Sneakers stomped on the mat to free the snow. Eyes looked into the room, he could hear festivities already starting in the rec-room, and seemed to have another face show up. Piotr Rasputin. Jay had somewhat of an advantage over most of the students there. His older brother and sister were already X-Men and knew most of the current and former teams. The man before him was known as Colossus.
Stepping forward he stared to unwrap the scarf from his neck to say hello. But something else caught his attention. It was faint, but he could distinctly tell it wasn’t coming from the fireplace in the rec-room. In fact it seemed to be coming from the Kitchen. Something was defiantly burning. Sneakers squeaked against the floor as he made his way past a few students into the room. Just as he expected smoke was billowing from the oven door. Coughing he moved closer, grasping the handle to open the door. Turning the heat knob off as well. Smoke poured out from charred cookies. Wings fanned out in attempts to ventilate the room. While voice shouted out while trying to find a pot holder. “Who forgot their Christmas cookies in the oven?!”
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Colossus
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I am mighty, I am Colossus!
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Post by Colossus on Feb 13, 2006 20:57:00 GMT -5
Piotr didn't even notice Icarus haveing been engulfed in thoughts of his sister. He shoudl have been able to save here, but he couldn't. Silently he began to head to his room, when he reached the door he hears someone scream about burning cookies and he couldn't help but chuckle. "Ill bet that was Jean." he smiled slightly then entered his room and uncovered his new painting he had been workign on just before he left. It was a painting of all the X-Men he knew, posed out in front of the school. It was turning out better than he thought. Although it was a rather large canvas and took alot of paint to fit everyone in he was almost done. Lifting a brish he dipped it in metallic silver paint and began to add MErcury to the side opposite of him, to balance out the color. This would look great above the fireplace. He took out several other colors so he coudl finish, and in silence he began his one true love.....art.
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Stacy X
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I'm telling you, I don't need to be here, I am fine on my own!
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Post by Stacy X on Feb 14, 2006 1:06:33 GMT -5
Sleep. It had been the first time in days she had actually slept more than ten minutes without some sort of nightmare waking her up. It was pleasant and sweet for the snake-like girl to curl into the blanket and feel the warmth of the down stuffing inside the sheets. A soft smile came to her lips, and small fangs protruded out without much thought, after all, she was sleeping.
That’s when her green orbs shot open and she stood quickly upon the bed. Something was burning down stairs. What now? Was the place under attack… by cookies. An elongated hiss escaped her lips as she heard the random yelling from the kitchen area, which sadly, her bedroom was right on top of. “Can’t a girl get any rest?” then she remembered…. Training. She was going to help some girl out one of these days.
Shaking her shaggy black hair, her sharpened nails scratched at her scalp with little resistance from the usually knotty hair. She must have slept for only a short period of time if it was still this easy to comb her nails through. “I should get up…” the Texas native said as she fell back to the bed she had been resting upon.
Her body seemed to slither from under the blankets, but it was only the scales on her back that made it seem that way. Taking a deep breath her eyes shot wide open as the stench of the burnt cookies finally hit her nostrils in a rude awakening. “Gah!” her hands covered her face as she seemed to just fall over sideways and lay there for a moment.
It took her a good five minutes to start moving again, and that was only to open her windows for fresh air. “Jesus Christ… can’t y’all just watch yer cookin?” she commented to herself before Stacy found herself showered, dressed and moving down the stairs to where she was assaulted by holiday music. “Good Lord….” Her voice complained as eyes rolled.
“Nothin like the holidays huh kids?” then that’s when they looked at her and eyes widened. Hers rolled. “As if you of all kids hadn’t seen a mutant before. G’it over it.” Her body sauntered towards the kitchen where her stomach beckoned her. If she was lucky, she wouldn’t see Wolverine, the one who wanted her to continue her training.
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Post by Noriko Ashida on Feb 14, 2006 9:06:15 GMT -5
“You’re such a punk!” Noriko was laughing as the font door slammed shut, her gauntlet covered hands brushing the snow out from the back of her coat collar. The blue-haired mutant was still laughing as she and Bobby Drake came inside from the festivities outside. Her cheeks glowed bright red, her eyes were bright and watery and for the first time since Tag and Prodigy had died she was laughing. From the looks of it, she was actually starting to let some of the guilt go.
“I’m telling you that the girl’s side won. – Oh no, I so do not count that last move you made… just because you were dissuaded to the ‘dark side’ and gave those losers the advantage doesn’t mean they won squat! Ask anyone! A tidal wave of snow is completely cheating!” Again she laughed, stumbling into the downstairs common room. Her nose wrinkled at the new smell in the air. “Ew, if I didn’t know any better I’d think Gambit was cooking…”
Her eyes caught the new faces and her brow quirked, not knowing quite how to greet them. A metal gloved hand rose as she waggled her digits. “Hi..?” Turning back to Iceman she whispered in a very obvious louder-than-needed volume, her off-beat humor perking up. “Who are they?”
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Stacy X
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I'm telling you, I don't need to be here, I am fine on my own!
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Post by Stacy X on Feb 14, 2006 10:56:40 GMT -5
Still yawning from her lack of sleep, Stacy stretched oddly as she sat on the couch in the bustling room. Everyone ran this way and that-then there were those that didn’t seem to move… at all. It was odd to her, but in actuality, she didn’t give a shit. Oh well.
However, as her eyes began to close once more, a noise of a voice flooded her ears and as eyes rolled they opened. She turned ever so slightly in her seat to see a small Japanese girl standing next to Iceman. A grin found its way onto her lips as she eyed her once… bedmate (in the oddest sense of the word). A soft laugh escaped her before she sat up higher and waved ever so seductively towards the man-o-ice.
“Who are they?” the obnoxious voice continued before Stacy’s eyes rolled slightly and she forced her tired body up and scaled arms crossed slightly as she walked towards the shorter girl.
“Well… I’m Stacy… nice of you to introduce Bobby.” She sneered softly before ending the backhanded conversation with a smile and a brow rising slowly. “I take it you’re one of the new guys too? Since well… I didn’t see you when I was here three years ago and I haven’t seen you since I came back.” She was cocky that was for damn sure. However… in a way, the snake just fit in to the whole ‘hellions’ group.
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Post by Mercury on Feb 15, 2006 11:58:59 GMT -5
Cessily listened to Colossus' words and thoughts began to mind. Somehow deep down in the back of her mind she knew that he was right. That it didn't matter what you were it only mattered who you were, and the choices you made. But still it was hard to her to accept that fact. All she wanted to be was normal again, so that her parents wouldn't hate her so much, wouldn't disapprove of her and hide her when she was home. Not like that day will ever come again since they told her to stay at the mansion and not return. She just wanted her normal life back. If she had pupils you could have seen her look to the floor.
When he leaned in closer to her ears her eyes raised though, looking towards the red skinned girl whom she only saw before and judged way to quickly from the sounds of it. But of course how do you not judge fast here? With baddies always trying to break down the door and destroy you. She just watched Penance silently as he continued speaking. Not saying or reacting much in any way but paying attention to his words.
When a large hand took place on her shoulder she looked up at him before smiling back. "Yeah...Christmas. The most wonderful time of the year." she did have to admit she loved this holiday, it was her favorite. She nodded as he said he had to go talk to Penance and go do something, the wink as if he had some mischevious idea made a brow raise on her face. "Ok..It was nice meeting you." and with that he was gone.
Turning her eyes towards Sofia who was still in the midst of decoration she couldn't help but laugh gently. "He's so...cheerful." Suddenly there was a yell from what sounded like the Kitchen. Jay must have been in there from the sound of the voice. Cessily smiled even brighter before her attentions turned towards one she didn't expect, the red skinned woman Colossus called Penance or Yvette. So she did have a name.
Then she caught sight of someone who she hadn't seen in a little while. Kevin was in the room. She beamed and waved her hand. " Hey Kev" before her form began to move. But it wasn't towards Kevin, it was towards the red skinned one...Yvette. Slowly she came up to her and leaned against the wall beside her. Eyes peering down a bit at the floor. Her right hand moving to hold her upper left arm seeming that she was a bit nervous. Not because she was scared of the girl but because she was a bit ashamed. But of course Cessily Kincaid never remainded nervous for long. "Hi...I uh..I just wanted to say sorry about a few days ago. I overreacted towards you way to much. Guess I can be a bit paranoid sometimes." she smiled a bit at that thought before her pupiless silver eyes raised to stare at the girl.
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Penance
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She doesn't talk much, but you can tell, she is deep in thought.
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Post by Penance on Feb 15, 2006 12:29:37 GMT -5
Tears soon stopped and she tried to forget her past… a past she was slowly remembering, a past that was stolen from her by Emplate, or her adoptive brother, Marius. Go figure she would be adopted by the family of the man who kidnapped her when she was young and tortured her for years. Sighs would’ve escaped her body, that is if she could make a noise… that was the problem with what he did to her.
However he body shifted before she saw something she…well wasn’t quite ready to see. Mercury began to walk towards her and her body tensed. Was the girl coming to fight with her again? Yet she wouldn’t get in a fighting stance-not yet at least. Then she saw it, the girl was… well a young girl coming to talk to her. As pupil-less orbs watched her body language, her own relaxed a little-though one could never tell with Penance.
"Hi...I uh..I just wanted to say sorry about a few days ago. I overreacted towards you way to much. Guess I can be a bit paranoid sometimes." The girl was apologizing to Penance, and it made Penny smile some. Eyes darted around-but she knew no one could tell… before she got up and came back with play-doh Franklin was playing with. She kneaded it onto the windowsill and eyed the flatness of it-that should work.
Don’t worry … I’m Penance. She rarely introduced herself as Yvette anymore, those days were long gone for her… and it was only for the courts that she even had the name Yvette St. Croix. It wouldn’t be her first choice-but she knew she would have to revisit her past again, and a slow transition to Yvette rather than Penance would be the best thing-however… she didn’t see it that way.
At the bottom of the small amount of doh she scratched in a simple Merry Christmas to Mercury before she stood up and pealed the play-doh off the windowsill and handed it to the eager Franklin. He was used to Penny-after the Gen X years, they were slightly close… if by tolerance you would like to say close. Body shifted so Mercury would know Penance was looking at her, and she smiled… softly-or as soft as one so sharp could smile.
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Rogue
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Wolverine: Any comments? Rogue: Nothin' printable
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Post by Rogue on Feb 15, 2006 15:12:28 GMT -5
Her mind was a little more than occupied, her gaze was fitted on the students, but her mind registered little of what they were doing. Instead she was thinking about facing Logan, because avoid him was like trying to avoid a cold during flu season. The sound o the joyful music did however bring her back a little as she went on trying to compute her friend’s latest bit of drama…. and she thought her life was tough? Please, it was ever obvious that the grass isn’t always greener on the other side.
On hearing a familiar voice, Rogue felt her first real smile cross her face, “ Merry Christmas Petey.” She called to the large Russian as he entered and carefully placed gifts under the tree as the kids were just finishing up, the last part of the tree sitting aside, a stained glass star awaiting to be placed atop the large and overly decorated tree. The music seemed to soothe her a bit too as “Silent Night” came over the speakers, the particular rendition done by a children’s choir, it was Rogue’s favorite, it had been the first Christmas Carol she heard on her first Christmas here.
As the strains of music continued on, Rogue’s head fell forward a little, her long unruly hair coming to cloud her face from sight. This Christmas was going to be hard, unlike most of those before this one tragedy would foreshadow it and not everyone would be there… the family had some holes this year indeed. Lifting her gloved fingers, the young woman brushed a side a few tears and pushed her hair back and resumed her attention on the students, doing her best to find the joy in they faces as they smiled and laughed about this and that. She did however take notice of Cessily and her forced smiles and of Sofia doing her best to be a friend to someone she wouldn’t normally do so with. Even Penance was having some fun… everyone but her was having fun.
Suddenly the southern belle found herself feeling trapped. She needed out, she needed to be alone for a while. And then before she had even realized she had moved, Rogue stared with dull green eyes and a tear stained face at the white world below the mansion’s rooftop. She hadn’t been up here in ages and now here she was teetering on the rain-gutter as the snow fell in small drifts about her, a few flakes coming to rest in her hair which fell freely and danced in the small breeze. Taking a step back, Rogue settled herself on the lip of the roof, one leg dangling over the edge while the other rested bent, chin resting on her knee as she let out a long sigh she hadn’t realized she had been holding in.
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