Dr. Jean Grey
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"I am fire-made flesh, power incarnate!"
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Post by Dr. Jean Grey on Feb 20, 2006 2:43:32 GMT -5
She smiled at Piotr’s retort. It was nice to be home. Her psyche missed the familiar minds. Each time she made contact with a former teammate it was like smelling a scent from childhood, or tasting an old favorite dish. It was amazing she’d deprived herself of something so familiar; so instinctual and natural. Just talking with Piotr was enough to nearly bring her to tears of joy. It had been so long since she’d really exercised her gifts. . o O (Suit yourself Colosus, but don’t say I didn’t warn you if he goes running off again!) O o .
Jean broke her link with Colossus, resuming her walk to her quarters. The gifts that she’d arranged for everyone were all still stacked in her walk-in closet, and as a traditionalist, Jean never wanted to put them out until the house was asleep. Her hand hovered at the doorknob as the surprise hit her. Her mug of steaming hot Earl Grey fell from her other hand, spilling across her bare feet; for the moment unfelt. “Ses blancs moutons, avec les anges si purs la mer, bergère d'azur…Infinie. Voyez, près des étangs, ces grands roseaux mouillés…”
Jean was moving before her mind caught up with the rest of her. Bare feet crunched against shards of broken porcelain, slicing the soft underside. She ran. Red hair streamed back like a wave of underwater fire. Without lifting an arm or blinking an eye Dr. Grey was maneuvering the lift as she ran down the main hallway. Without the usual hiss the doors opened and Jean again pushed against the natural mechanics of the elevator. Once in the sub-basement, the redheaded physician was again running, her voice calling out to gain access to the Med-Bay. Her green eyes sparkled as she looked at Remy in disbelief.
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Wither
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Ashes to Ashes... Dust to Dust
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Post by Wither on Feb 20, 2006 6:49:10 GMT -5
His body quickly jumped out of the nylon bedding and he was up in rayon socks and boxers with nylon pull-away pants over them. His chest was bare, but on lycra/nonorganic bedsheets, it was fine for him to sleep that way. Eyes glanced at the clock, 12:30am. It was Christmas already and it was time for him to get a present for Mrs. Hudson-her son back.
Just as he was turning to put on a shirt, his ears heard the rapping at his dorm room door. ”Kevin are you in there? He body turned quickly and he leaned against the rubberized doorframe in his room as he opened his metal door. “Hey Cess what’s up…” then he saw another face behind her, and knew this was a convention of some sort. “Hey Sophia… what’s going on guys?” His left hand fumbled with his other to slightly turn the bracelet on his right wrist
However he quickly noticed this was the boys dorm and he should probably not let them just stand outside the door where they can get in trouble, so he grabbed Cessily’s arm-the only arm he could touch, and dragged them both inside the room. His room-well his side-was covered with paintings and metal sculptures, while his bed stood in black lycra/non-organic wool. “Have a seat, I have a feeling this might take a while.” He offered his bed and Jamie’s bed, which was normal flannel sheets, or the computer desk chair. He didn’t know which they might want.
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Post by Mercury on Feb 20, 2006 7:05:49 GMT -5
She was about to give up on him being in there but suddenly there was movement heard inside, and when she turned her head back from glancing backwards at Sofia her eyes went a bit wide and she froze. Frozen in place and staring at the shirtless, boxer wearing Kevin that stood before her. If she were to talk right now she would be stammering, if she was not a silver metallic woman her cheeks would be redder than her hair.
Suddenly she was pulled from her daze as his hand wrapped around her arm and they were gestured in. Quickly she pried her eyes from him and made her haste to Jamie's bed on the other side of the room, far away she thought. She had to keep herself conposed so she kept screaming in her mind Ok. Cess..old time crush but you are getting over him. He doesn't like you he likes other girls so snap the hell out of it. Time to move the heck on. Or well she tried to make herself sensible.
Glancing around just once more her gaze shifted towards Sofia before back to Kevin. She figured with Sofia here he would think something was up, probably more than what was. But like Cessily the stubborn red hair and well less than cooperative one when it came to Sofia she took the charge. "Kev you know you can always talk to me right? That I'll always be there for you if something is bothering you or you need someone. Something Isn't bothering you right?" Cessily questioned slowly, trying to well not be to up front. For all she knew Sofia was just being over paranoid or over baring trying to help everyone she could.
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Wither
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Post by Wither on Feb 20, 2006 7:24:54 GMT -5
Kevin sat on his own bed with his leg underneath him. His brow rose a bit as he looked at Cess trying to catch her words. He just supposed it surprised her that he slept without a shirt on, with his powers and all. He took a deep breath and yawned slightly, man he was tired. Eyeing Sophia and Cess he leaned back on the rubberlayed walls.
"Kev you know you can always talk to me right?” He nodded, but she continued. ”That I'll always be there for you if something is bothering you or you need someone.” Once more he nodded and was about to say something before she continued. ”Something Isn't bothering you right?" Just like he thought he looked straight to Sophia. So she brought it into his friends mind that something was wrong… fine if she wants to be miss nosey, she’ll hear it.
“Yeah stuff is bothering me. Just like every year. C’mon guys, my dad’s gone, I never knew my mother, I was an only kid… I don’t know any others in my family. I’m alone for Christmas with no one to call.” His eyes flashed to Cess. “Cess, your parents will talk to you on the phone… mine can’t.” then his attention to Sophia. “And yours, you can see them. I’m still here, with no family… no nothing ‘cept friends.” His eyes glanced right back to Cess. “Great friends.”
Then he let himself shrug and pull his legs up close to him as he rested his head against the rubberwall. “You guys have to understand it’s hard… and I know you do Cess… and I’ve been trying to keep myself busy with everything else lately. I was actually going to go look for Jamie now… I mean it’s..” he glanced to his clock again. “It’s 12:45 and Jamie’s still missing from his room. It’s a little weird.” He shrugged and eyed the two.
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Post by Mercury on Feb 20, 2006 8:01:00 GMT -5
She listened attentivly as he spoke. Nodding every once in a while to his words. She watched the way he looked at Sofia, before her head bowed down. His words, his explaination wiped the slight smile off her face that came when he spoke about great friends.
Slowly she rose and moved to his bed, sitting down beside him. The fact she was a bit embarrassed earlier was long gone and now the normal Cessily was back. "I wish I got to know your Dad Kev. He sounded like a great guy, maybe he could have slapped some sense into my parents....They won't even talk to me other than two words. And their always so meaningless." Slowly finally looking towards him, her cold hand gently lifted to place itself on his shoulder. "We're family as well. It's not always defined as genetics but the way we are to one another. "
Then the thought hit her too, he was right. Letting her eyes glance towards the empty bed she then looked back to Kevin with a serious look. "Yeah..I haven't seen him since his mother...told him that news. Maybe we should go look for him? I mean, this is the mansion but as we all know you can get into alot of trouble here, just as much as out there. But first before we do..I think you should get dressed." she smirked slowly nudging him a bit before she stood. "Me and Sof will wait outside. That is...if shes coming as well." Her eyes then looked towards Sofia searching for that answer before she stepped towards the door and out into the hallway.
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Post by Logan: Weapon X: Wolverine on Feb 20, 2006 14:09:23 GMT -5
His head nodded the direction of Rogue. He knew all too well her situation. To love someone that you couldn’t be with. But life had a way of changing that. After all he was given a second chance with Jean, maybe there was hope for Rogue too. For a while Weapon X just stood in the hallway, he could hear the rustling of other feet, some of the older students. Heightened senses were able to pick up the two girls who’d headed upstairs and X’s who’s seemed to travel outside. Logan knew he needed to have a talk with her explain why everyone was acting so weird.
With a roll of his shoulders the gruff man moved forwards. Neck popping as he rounded the corner to make final security rounds for the night. Form stopped when he saw Heather hugging herself in a robe, looking out the doorway towards him. Eyes lifted her direction and he recognized that worried look on her face. “He’s still gone.” “Don’t worry Heather, I’m sure he’s around, I’ll find him.” “Logan…” “I’m still Headmaster and Professor. That’s not going to change.” Weight shifted as he started walking again. Having her there seemed to only complicate matters. It had been a long time since Canada. Breath exhaled in a deep sigh then he sniffed the air. In away Jamie had traits like himself.
It wasn’t Jamie’s scent he picked up on first, it was the iron smell of blood. Orbs scanned the ground as he moved down the hall to the elevator. Every few feet was smears of blood, someone had been running. They trailed off as he neared the elevator. Pressing the button Logan headed down to the lower levels of the school, that only X-Men or authorized persons had access too. When the door opened it was like a rush, he could hear the noise, smell the smoke of explosions and feel something different in the air. Jean was down here, and Piotr. Then he picked up the faint scent of Jamie. Moving quickly towards the Med-Bay where the scents got stronger. Entering the room he saw a sight he wouldn’t have been expecting. “I’ll be damned…”
Piotr and Jean were close to their fallen friend, while his eyes scanned for the boy, spotting him just near where he himself stood. Hand moved taking a hold of Jamie’s shoulder. “Upstairs kid. I’d let your mom know your alright too, she’s been worried.” Logan watched to see what the boy’s reaction would be. Knowing that he wasn’t on the top of this list of who Jamie wanted to see. Head nodded towards the door, before he moved closer to Jean and the Cajun.
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Jamie Hudson
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Life is but a dream for the dead
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Post by Jamie Hudson on Feb 20, 2006 14:11:14 GMT -5
Dark haired boy stammered slightly while standing behind Colossus. The man on the bed looked like he was in pain or something. Jaw clenched while muscles flexed. The habit was something that in a way eased tension he felt. Every time the large man looked down at him, the more he felt uneasy. He should have just followed X out. Gone upstairs to bed. No one but Kevin and X had seen him since, since anyone in ear shot heard. Head hung forwards as he shifted his weight once again.
The doors of the room opened and there stood Dr. Grey. She’d know what to do. Slowly he moved stepping out so she could see him. Usually the Med-Bay was off limits to students. Even the Danger Room you had to have an instructor to gain access. By now it was already Christmas day. “What’s happening to him?” Jamie’s eyes looked towards the man, then back towards Dr. Grey. Part of him felt like the first incident at school. When the Med-Bay had blown up, because he connected to Jean and awoke something dead, now it was happening all over again.
This seemed more like a private room. An area designated just for this man. James cringed as he heard another pop of energy. Silently he moved back until he was pressed against the wall near the door. Part of him had the feeling he was going to get in trouble for this. Then Logan entered and he looked up as hand was placed on his shoulder. Jamie shrugged it off and exited the room heading back upstairs. Saying goodnight to his mother before climbing the stairs towards the boy’s dorms, brow quirking as he saw the two girls outside his door. “Cess?”
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Wind Dancer
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Post by Wind Dancer on Feb 20, 2006 22:29:16 GMT -5
Finally. Sofia held the urge to roll her eyes as Cessily took her suggestion to mind, and then action as she followed the silver skinned teen up the stairs and into the boys dorm. During their trek to the room Kevin and Jamie shared, Sofia took once more to the air figuring that only one set of feet would make less noise, but once they reached the room she landed just to the right of Cess and waited.
Soon a half dressed Kevin appeared at the door and like Mercury, Sofia had to take a second to get her barrings… after all she is a typical teenage girl, hormones to boot. However she recovered quicker than her struck companion who began talking without even a pause to come up for air. Wind Dancer instantly help her hand across her lips to keep from laughing at the amusing scene, “ Yes Kevin is everything okay?” Sofia chimed in with Cessily about the boy’s current state, but as he began speaking any sort of desire to laugh soon left her in a state of sadness.
Sofia felt bad about anyone who wasn’t happy, mostly because it gave her an excuse to ignore her own problems and that suited her just fine, but Kevin somehow represented each of them in some way. He was strong, but also broken. While he continued on, she found herself staring more and more at her hands, “ You do have a family Kevin…” Slowly her eyes lifted as she and Cessily stood to leave, “ I heard the teachers talking before saying being in the X-Men is liking being part of a family. I say it’s the same for all of us too, even if we’re broken up into different teams.” Slowly she smiled a bit and then looked towards Cessily, “ Of course I am coming.” She spoke with the same smile on her face as she exited from the room leaving Kevin to change.
Once the two of them were alone in the hallway, Sofia took a long look at the girl with her, “ Um… Cessily I know you and I are not--” At that moment her sentence was interrupted by the person they were going to go in search for once Kevin was dressed. Sighing, Sofia decided that maybe it was a sign to her not to try and become a sort of friend towards the silver skinned girl.
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Rogue
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Post by Rogue on Feb 20, 2006 22:50:16 GMT -5
Pushing her unruly locks back from her face, Rogue made her way up the stairs, her body moving sluggishly still due to the trauma it had been through, but of course her body would heal, was healed for the most part and once the holidays were done she planned on hitting the Rec. room’s assorted exercise equipment at the Danger Room full on. But for now she dealt with the slight weaknesses still present and in a twisted way also welcomed them, somehow it felt good to hurt.
As she turned at the level of the stairs to head for the North Wing, Rogue paused hearing muffled voices behind her, arching a curious brow the slender woman turned and headed down the South Wing instead. As she moved the voices got less muffled and became more recognizable as did their sources as she came up just behind Jamie and folded her arms, “ Just ta let y’all know it is passed curfew.” She said quietly, but loud enough for the three of them to hear her as a small smirk pulled across her lips, “ Ah’m a lil bit nicer than Logan or Jean so ah’ll give ya fifteen minutes ta finish yer business up and git ta bed.”
Turing on the heel of her tennis shoe, Rogue headed back down the hall and paused a moment at the entrance of the boys' area of the South Wing which took up the back portion, were as the girls’ were situated more towards the staircase, “ Ah’ll be waitin’ up here ta make sure Miss Mantega and Miss Kincaid can find their way ta their rooms.” Leaning against the wall, the Southern Belle let out a tiny chuckle and shook her head at the fact some things just never change, such as teenagers and their disregard for rules.
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Post by Mercury on Feb 20, 2006 23:05:47 GMT -5
Cessily took a moment to glance at Sofia as she spoke her words about what someone downstairs had said. She didn't say a thing and by the slight narrowing of her eyes it was hard to tell what she was thinking. But it didn't seem she was thinking anything negative, only she would ever know. With a nod of her head she was out the door and into the hall.
Cessily was ready to just stand there silently and wait. It was a bit uncomfortable thanks to her not really knowing Sofia at all. When she began to speak her form turned towards Sofia. A brow slowly arched at the words she spoke, somehow it sounded like she was trying to say something to make her closer or something. She was ready to hear for once what the girl had to say but there was something that stopped her from continuing. A voice behind her snapped her mind out of her look towards Sofia and she snapped around. Her gaze then rested on Jamie. "Cess?"
Slowly her lips pulled into a smile, she was happy to see him here, happy to see him well not upset anymore or at least not showing it. She hated when her friends were feeling bad. "Well speak of the devil..we were all getting worried about you. We were waiting for Kevin to get dressed before we went on a search through the mansion. " Slowly she took a step towards him and stared him straight in the eye, you could feel her gaze. She spoke softly and seemed a bit worried more than anything. "Are you ok? I'm sorry about everything that happened down there, sometimes parents can suck. But ..I mean..alot of the time they mean well."
But before she could go on, or give the boy a hug like she would normally do there was another person in the area. Cessily looked at the woman with the white strikes in her hair. Rogue was her name if she recalled, she was the one who they went to save, the day when Brian and David died. Narrowing her eyes slowly she seemed to grow into a foul mood. Who did she think coming up here and telling them all to get to bed? They might be teens but they were almost adults. When the woman moved down the hall and leaned against the wall she turned back to the other two with a very soar look. Her voice was so low, it would have been hard for the woman to hear her when she spoke. "Who does she think she is? She's been here for a few days and shes already trying to boss us around. I'm tired of people telling me what to do." She didn't know about the other two but she deffidently was, it was like no one really trusted the teens. And she didn't like being seen as a kid.
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X
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If you aren't the monster, than what does that make me?
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Post by X on Feb 20, 2006 23:23:22 GMT -5
Finally the creatures after a good run and a good play seemed to die down in energy and they without command returned to their stables. Raising a brow slightly she didn't understand why they would want to go back but knew not to question them to much. It was probably way to habital and they were traied to come back, just as she was once. Over and Over again, if she missed her mark which was only once or if she was sent on a secret mission which was once as well, she would return to a place she hated so much. Such an odd way of doing things she supposed.
Leaping over the fence with much ease and little effort, her claws finally slinked back into their respective spots. The air had grown a bit colder as small flakes began to fall and cover her think dark hair in a coat of white. She heard the crunches under her boots of the snow, she could see her breath with every puff outwards. But she loved it all none the less.
Opening the front doors, they closed behind her and the scent of burnt cookies filled the air again. She sneered a bit at the smell, it hurt her nose really and without a word to anyone she made her way up the stairs. Most people went that way, she could tell, she smelled them. Once she saw a woman on her bed staring out into the hall hugging her body so tightly, bu she only glanced at the woman she knew to be Jamie's mother. A tilt of her head before she continued on. She took a very long route and behind her heard the voice of Jamie before he ascended up the steps as well. X somehow managed to be behind him. There was voices down the hall as she heard what sounded like Cessily, Jamie and another girl,...Sofia speaking. And then the fresh scent of the woman Weapon X knew stood there at the entrance towards the boys dormitories.
She never said a word to the woman who stood leaning on the wall, she never reacted to her at all except letting her green gaze stare at the woman. It was like she was studying her, watching her in her silence. Something X always did towards new faces as well as old ones still. If she didn't have something meaningful to say she wouldn't say anything at all. Which more than usual was the case, she tended to keep her thoughts and opinions to herself. She liked action rather than words. Her gaze never left the woman until she reached the door that lead into her room. It was the closet to the boys dormitories and in the end the wall seperated her room from Kevin's.
Upon entering she placed the small figurine on her bureau. Then moving slowly to her bed she did not feel the urge to sleep, she was far to tired and the world was creating thoughts that ran through her mind very much to activly. She was still trying to figure out why everyone acted so weird today. She sat on the bed and just looked down at her arm, staring at the only real scars that never managed to heal. Though they were beginning to fade alot more than she had expected. Slowly she let a claw slide out from her knuckles and she let the blade press to her skin. Pulling back she reopened the old wounds and smile slowly. Some would think it a horrible and not normal act, but when was she ever normal? To herself, it was.
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Colossus
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I am mighty, I am Colossus!
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Post by Colossus on Feb 21, 2006 1:48:39 GMT -5
Piotr looked at Logan as he entered the room, then to Jean.. He wasn't sure what to do, he had no type of medical experience of any sort. After a long moment looking at Remy on the bed, and everything going to hell in the room. Thinking of how he could help he realized that perhaps Remy could be waking up, and he knew one person would want to be here for it. "I can't help much in here... I will go get Rogue, incase he wakes up...." he said as he began to walk towards the door.
He walked out of the room and went back to the Mansion, unsure of where to find Rogue he began to walk through the halls at a quick pace towards her room, figuring she would be there.
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Wither
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Ashes to Ashes... Dust to Dust
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Post by Wither on Feb 21, 2006 2:17:39 GMT -5
Both the girls stared at him when he was shirtless-in a way, he didn’t know why. It wasn’t that he was dense, but it was Wither, the big scary guy that can turn people to dust… no one looked at him like that… no one. In a way he blushed but he put it passed the two and just shook it off. He heard what Cess said, smiled. “He was Cess… he was… and he would’ve loved you cause of how great you are.” inside he died there a little-was… would have.
Taking a deep breath he nodded and stood up. “Alright let me throw on some gloves and a long-sleeved shirt before anything… and thanks guys” Turning he rummaged through his clothing for a black rayon shirt and some gloves. He was so used to the glove thing by now… laytex underneath and you can have fingerless gloves. He hated wearing these things. As the girls left, he pulled on a shirt and turned to open the door just as Jamie showed his face.
“Where the hell have you been?” then he softened his expression, seeing shock on Jamie’s face. “Hey man you ok?” His brow rose as he went and grabbed his friend by the shoulders and looked him in the eyes. “You look like you’ve seen a ghost man… and no pun intended there.” His brows knitted together, he was worried about Jamie… he was like Kevin when he first got here, getting into trouble. Look where that got him though… FBI. Kevin tried to forget that, this is Jamie not him, there are different circumstances.
However his ears rang with Cess bitching and moaning about Rogue. “Damnit Cess, she’s still a teacher… you don’t bitch about Dr. Grey or Professor Logan do you? And they’re still new… so lay off, they were only here a week longer than her.” The look of utter shock was all over all of their faces, except of course Jamie who seemed like well, like he saw a ghost still, but confused about the girls being outside his room.
He turned back to Jamie and rose a brow, by now his hands let go of his friend and he wondered how he was. “You ok there man, c’mon lets go to bed… after all it’s Christmas in the morning.” But first he had to do something. He made room so Jamie could go in before him, but he glanced towards Rogue. “Hey guys… I’ll be right back ok?” With that he jogged slightly towards the new teacher and smiled.
“Thanks for the Christmas present… Anna.” His arms wrapped around the teacher, who was surprisingly his height, and he smiled giving her a slight hug. He didn’t kiss her on the cheek like the last time they had a talk, no… he just let her stand there before he took back off towards the dorm. Entering behind everyone.
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Rogue
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Post by Rogue on Feb 21, 2006 3:34:40 GMT -5
Rogue didn’t have to look at Cessily or be any where near the small group to know the girl had a bad taste for her… and a part of the Mississippi native wanted to go and tell them never-mind and to do as they so pleased, but she knew that wasn’t practical and as students here they were not only learning how to use their powers, or the subjects they’d learn of in high school, but also to learn respect and the ability to obey and follow rules put before them. And then she sighed and glanced towards the three teens as the realization of being a bit of a hypocrite washed over her, “Damn… ah’m turnin’ inta Scott.” Rogue mused unhappily to herself and began to fight with herself over being a friend to the students or in-forcing what was right for them like it or not.
And then another voice entered the fray making the three in the hall into four. It was Kevin and now the Southerner found herself at the same crossroad only with a bigger obstacle… did she treat him any different considering the friendliness, or did she treat him the same? As she stood there contemplating and making mountains out of mole-hills as she has a tendency of doing, Rogue’s dilemma was instantly solved for her as a few words of her new found friend carried; He was chastising Cessily for her regard to disrespect a teacher.
In a hint of shock, Rogue’s green gaze lifted and eyed the scene. A part of her felt proud that maybe she was actually making a difference in someone’s life who needed it. She had heard the other faculty talking of Kevin, of his attitude and his rather upstanding piss off, I don’t care attitude. Of course until she actually spoke with him did she discover why and in his plight she found someone kindred, and seemingly he had discovered the same in her.
It was during her moment of staring in shock that he approached her, his eyes bright and possibly full of some happiness in who knew how long. It made Rogue feel happy too, but as his arms came about her in a hug, the Southerner felt herself become taken back and she hesitated a little before she let her arms fold around him in return, of course careful of where she placed them for both their safety, “ Yer welcome.” Well, at least something would be right with the world on Christmas this year, even if they were unexpected… but little did the belle know what lay so soon before her.
And then the moment between new friends was done and he turned away to return to his friends, “ G’night sugah. Do me a favor, make sure yer pals git ta where they b’long before Logan makes his rounds up here ‘kay? Don’t want y’all ta git in trouble on Christmas.” Turning Rogue headed off to her original destination.
Once she had hit the North wing, Rogue headed for her room near the middle of the hall, her progress however paused at the sight of a familiar Russian moving swiftly down the hall ahead of her, “ Petey?” Without thinking and doing what only came natural, Rogue went to take off from the floor and chase after the man. For a moment she hovered even moved forward slight and then fell towards the ground, “ Sonva--” Quickly reacting, Rogue caught herself as best she could at least landing on her feet and taking off in a jog instead, “ Stupid powers…” She mumbled beneath her breath as it seemed she was not yet even close to being fully recovered, “ Ya lookin’ for someone Big Guy or jus’ gittin’ some late night exercise?” She asked curiously as she caught up with him and obviously had yet to register the concerned look across his face.
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Colossus
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Post by Colossus on Feb 21, 2006 13:26:16 GMT -5
Piotr turned and looked at Rogue, not smiling at all, fear and panic on his face. "Rogue its Remy.......somethings up. Come with me." He took her hand and began to lead her to him. Piotr couldn't let Remy die, but he didn't know what he coudl do. He had lost someone clost to him before and he didn't want Rogue or any of the other X-Men to go through that. It was christmas.........th eonly time of the year where almost everyone was nice and miracles happened...... The X-men were due for a miracle given recent events. Rogue moreso than others. "I think hes waking up. I thought you should be there incase he was...." He led her into the subbasement and began taking her towards the room, one could still smell the remains of the machines which blew up and could also tell that something was going on. Walking through the door he looked at Jean then logan then remy. "I found Rogue JEan."
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