Barb Gordon
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OOC: aww thanks! Sorry all, was a bit busy with my first week back to college. I sure have missed some excitement! I'll try not to let my lapse of time occur so frequently.
IC: Jean Grey
January 27th, 7:20-7:40'ish AM
Scott.
I was so happy to see him back, then again there was also a lot I wanted to talk to him about. I know he had two reason for having me stay. Watching the mansion and Proffessor Xavier was obvious with Storm and Logan gone, but I also can tell he's been feeling a bit uncomfortable lately. He doesn't see himself the way I do, as a brave, caring, born leader. He's always thought I should be in charge, perhaps because Proffessor Xavier and I share so much, but I know Scott's even closer to him then I am deep down. He's just got so many confliction thoughts -- but now's not the time to be thinking about that. Got to love Kurt's teleportation ability, certainly saved me from a long walk down to the hospital wing. Proffessor Xavier seems quite out of it, but Kitty and I don't have any trouble getting him up onto a table and checking him for major injuries. Thankfully he isn't too badly hurt. I feel more or less like a walking bruise.
"Kitty, stay with him."
Kitty looks at me startled.
"But I..you..."
"I'll be fine, I promise. Just please stay with Proffessor Xavier, okay?"
After a moment's hesitation, she nods. Smiling gratefully I take off down the hall for the others.
A slight motion catches my eye as I arrive where the others are. It came from a girl I'd never seen till now. Suppose Scott could possibly tell me where she came from...I can't be entirely sure, but something about her just doesn't seem...right to me. Gingerly I shake the vague thought from my head as I see Cyclops and Colossus facing off. Cyclops' optic blasts can prove quite a punch, even at their lowest settings. But I also know that the metal covering Colossus and deal with just about anything. My hands begin to raise for a moment before I stop myself. Cyclops can handle him on his own, without help from anyone, including me. Nonetheless, I keep my hands hovering slightly above, wavering for a moment where I might need to shove someone into a wall.
IC: Jean Grey
January 27th, 7:20-7:40'ish AM
Scott.
I was so happy to see him back, then again there was also a lot I wanted to talk to him about. I know he had two reason for having me stay. Watching the mansion and Proffessor Xavier was obvious with Storm and Logan gone, but I also can tell he's been feeling a bit uncomfortable lately. He doesn't see himself the way I do, as a brave, caring, born leader. He's always thought I should be in charge, perhaps because Proffessor Xavier and I share so much, but I know Scott's even closer to him then I am deep down. He's just got so many confliction thoughts -- but now's not the time to be thinking about that. Got to love Kurt's teleportation ability, certainly saved me from a long walk down to the hospital wing. Proffessor Xavier seems quite out of it, but Kitty and I don't have any trouble getting him up onto a table and checking him for major injuries. Thankfully he isn't too badly hurt. I feel more or less like a walking bruise.
"Kitty, stay with him."
Kitty looks at me startled.
"But I..you..."
"I'll be fine, I promise. Just please stay with Proffessor Xavier, okay?"
After a moment's hesitation, she nods. Smiling gratefully I take off down the hall for the others.
A slight motion catches my eye as I arrive where the others are. It came from a girl I'd never seen till now. Suppose Scott could possibly tell me where she came from...I can't be entirely sure, but something about her just doesn't seem...right to me. Gingerly I shake the vague thought from my head as I see Cyclops and Colossus facing off. Cyclops' optic blasts can prove quite a punch, even at their lowest settings. But I also know that the metal covering Colossus and deal with just about anything. My hands begin to raise for a moment before I stop myself. Cyclops can handle him on his own, without help from anyone, including me. Nonetheless, I keep my hands hovering slightly above, wavering for a moment where I might need to shove someone into a wall.