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Post by Hollywood Heidi on Mar 13, 2017 23:24:02 GMT -8
FoyerLocated on the ground floor.
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Post by The Jester Of Tortuga on Apr 8, 2017 22:09:49 GMT -8
"Why hi there beloved reader, I'm Deadpool. It rhymes with all fool, makes the ladies drool, the Golden Girls rule and my awesomeness leaves blood in your stool. As you can see I am here in the X-Men foyer since dont have to worry about budgets, Fox are you paying attention? While I have your attention Fox I will say this only once, bring back Firefly or you won't be getting a visit from the Nicepool Clause... Yeah... Now you sexy readers (you know who you are) maybe wondering what I am doing in this post, well I thought it would be a wonderful place to sit and and wait for the fun to kick off."
Magestically Deadpool slides down the hand rest of the stairs opposite the front door and in one smooth motion slid over the circular and sat facing the door waiting for whoever.
"As you can tell I have no real idea what I am doing, just sitting here waiting for Storm or the hunky 6 foot Australian, maybe some other fabulous X-Man or X-Woman will want to get freaky with me. Just as long as it's not my ex woman, amirite?"
So Deadpool sat and waited for someone else to join him, giving his life meaning, bring him adventure, take him to new and exciting places to blow up, new and exciting people to meet and then kill, the options were limitless and the potential of things he could be doing in the future made him want to sever a hand and find his unicorn.
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Post by james on Apr 9, 2017 17:47:54 GMT -8
The X-Mansion security system pings an alarm in The Xavier executive office. Charles wheels over to the foyer security screen and sees a figure dressed in an ornamental full-body suit. The figure is carrying two swords over their back, and at least two guns on their hips.
-Xavier attempts to scan Deadpool's mind, Xavier wants to know:
-What do people call this individual?( Like a codename)
- Is this person human/ are there nonhuman presences in their mind?
- Does this person intend harm, have they been programmed to inflict harm, or do they intend to allow harm to come to Xavier, the School for mutants, the Xavier Mansion, or anybody present on said buildings, either by action or inaction, either intentionally of unintentionally?
Xavier giggles as he adds a thought in Deadpool's mind, so that if DP tries to hurt Xavier, or anybody on School or Mansion property, who would be considered protected by Xavier, Deadpools mutant power will switch off for 6 hou rand Deadpool will experience sudden, explosive intestinal discomfort causing instant, massive diarrhea and vomiting.
Xavier has the sensation of sliding a hand across a piece of silk, if that piece of silk had a picture of Chuck Woolery posing nude whilst lying on a polar-bear skin rug, with a small 'Wheel of Fortune' covering his privates. There is no getting through to Deadpool's mind.
Xavier sighs and wheels himself down to the foyer. He enters the foyer and says with a smile. "hello there, can I help you?"
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Post by The Jester Of Tortuga on Apr 12, 2017 2:09:27 GMT -8
Deadpool spins around on the table to see Professor Xavier sitting in his wheel chair, Deadpool could tell Professor X was trying to read his mind and failing miserably.
"So this is the timeline we're doing? No Picard? Come on he was Ninja Turtles? I guess we can make it work with the guy from Wanted."
"hello there, can I help you?"
"Yes, do you have any Grey Poupon?" Deadpool follows the question up with a series of laughter before wiping an imaginary tear away.
Deadpool then uses his butt cheeks to scoot off the table standing in front of Xavier, turn his body so his butt was pointed at Prof. X "Does this costume make my ass look big? I have been doing gluteus maximus effort to keep in shape but I just dont know."
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Post by james on Apr 13, 2017 18:55:46 GMT -8
Xavier gazed upon the ragged edge, the frayed knot(or was that 'fraid not?) that was Deadpool. "Sir, you are really going to give me a name by which to address you, or I am going to make up a name and you may or may not like the one that I choose."
Xavier wheeled to within 2 inches of Deadpool, and leans in to look the merc' from toe to top with one wide-open eye. "Hmm...so what is a Picard? What do you know about timelines?"
Xavier wheels back 2 feet from Deadpool and cries out. "And what, pray tell, is a ninja turtle?"
Xavier whispers, "You do look a little dumpy in that leather sex-suit, it bunches in the wrong places."
Xavier cries out again. "And you can find your own bloody French mustard!"
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Post by The Jester Of Tortuga on Apr 17, 2017 0:05:15 GMT -8
There were a lot of questions being thrown at Deadpool and he wasn't quite sure where to start as they were some incredibly deep and metaphysical things to discuss letting out a long sigh he decided to tackle the questions.
"Alright Gnomeo I am going to lay some knowledge on you and I will do it out of order, ya know like a Tarantino movie so please do tray and keep up. First of all there isn't just a Ninja Turtle, there are four of them." Deadpool said holding while holding up three fingers. "They were taught by their giant Rat Master Spilnter to be Ninjas and there are four turtle brothers; Leonard leads, Donatello does Machines, Raphael is cool but crude and Michaelangelo is a party dude. Together they fight the evil lord Shredder while doing back flips and singing "Go Ninja, Go Ninja Go!" Though now that I say it out loud it really does sound like a homeless persons fever dream, must be why I like it so much."
Deadpool then traced little circles over his nipples through his suit, "Picard is my sexy space daddy who you maybe lucky enough to grow into one day so don't act like you don't want any of this, you'll 'beam me aborad' sooner than you think." Deadpool gave Professor X a wink under his mask knowing that Xavier wouldn't be able to see it. "As for timelines they are all wibbly wobbly timey whimey screwed up by fox! I mean the kid from About a Boy still grows up to be Sideshow Bob what are the odds?"
"Back in my home country they call me Princess Angelina Contessa Louisa Francesca Banana Fanna Bo Besca the Third. As for the mustard maybe you can guide me to Scarlet's room and we can find some together before playing hide the hot dog... Wait... Is she even in this timeline? Is she even Elizabeth Olsen?" Deadpool rubbed his chin quizzically while pacing back and foward.
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Post by james on Apr 18, 2017 14:20:56 GMT -8
Xavier was having fun, fencing verbally with this fellow. " I am not naive enough to label you a lunatic. A friend of mine, Michael, was labelled thusly. I was never sure if he was mad, because he had a potent mutant power or he had a mutant gift because he was mad." Xavier gives Deadpool a smile, "sorry, I fell into melancholy rather rapidly."
Xavier wheels himself forward, and hold out his right hand, palm held vertically. " Charles Xavier. Principal to this school which is credited with being able to educate individuals gifted by life. And who might you be sir? And why are you here on my doorstep? Although, i have to admit that you are very welcome!"
Xavier's hand is held out to Deadpool.
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Post by The Jester Of Tortuga on Apr 29, 2017 1:39:56 GMT -8
" Charles Xavier. Principal to this school which is credited with being able to educate individuals gifted by life. And who might you be sir? And why are you here on my doorstep? Although, i have to admit that you are very welcome!"
Deadpool firmly took Xavier by the hand, not to shake it but to just awkwardly hold it.
"Deadpool, principal poster of the Golden Girls Fanfic club, which is a credit in being recognised by Betty White who I would very much like to give her the gift of my life, yeah. Why am I here? Well when a Mummy Deadpool and a Daddy Deadpool love each other very much..."
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Post by james on Apr 29, 2017 18:25:15 GMT -8
Charles Xavier laughs to himself,"People's ability to convince themselves that they are 'immune' to my mind-control" "Well, Mr Pool, I do like to think that my school is up to the challenge of educating gifted people."
Xavier pauses a moment, before saying. "I'm afraid that I don't know who Betty White is." Xavier grins at Deadpool. "Would you like a tour of the place?"
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Post by The Jester Of Tortuga on May 21, 2017 1:14:33 GMT -8
"Would you like a tour of the place?"
"Been there, done that, got the t-shirt.... Or I will do that.... I mean I still have but later on..." Deadpool's slowly turned to the side while he tried to consider how to frame his answer, "My past is your future but I am here too so then my past is my future then as it hasn't yet been done but I had to do it all in order to wind up here yet I had to go through with it as it was still years away, I wonder whatever happened to Dopinder I really hope he won Gita's heart back when he kidnapped her."
Deadpool's head was still cocked and an awkward angle snapping back to its upright position as if he remember exactly what he was going to say. "Tour yes please, I wish to see Raven's room. We can give new meaning to the term blue balls."
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Post by Hollywood Heidi on Jul 16, 2017 14:32:17 GMT -8
(temp-played by Hollywood Heidi)
Charles listened quietly to what seemed like the ramblings of a mad man. Though some of what this Deadpool said sounded crazy, after the events of a few years ago, he had no trouble believing some form of time manipulation had brought this unbalanced man here. Prodding into the red-suited man's mind had proved ineffective. No doubt some aspect of his mutation provided a block of sorts, unless he possessed some form of tech that blocked such intrusion.
"Tour yes please, I wish to see Raven's room. We can give new meaning to the term blue balls."
The comment about Raven pushed at Charles' kind patience toward the man. "Ah, careful now. She's like a sister to me," he warned sternly before easing back and steering the conversation away from Raven. "The family wing is more of an off-limits area. It's a nice day and I've yet to get some fresh air. Why don't we start with the grounds?"
Charles began maneuvering his chair toward the front door. The well being of his students and team always on his mind, he hadn't been able to shake the feeling that another visit from someone out of time might mean trouble for them. "Tell me, Mr. Pool. What brings you to my school and more importantly, when are you from?"
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Post by The Jester Of Tortuga on Aug 4, 2017 0:59:36 GMT -8
"The family wing is more of an off-limits area. It's a nice day and I've yet to get some fresh air. Why don't we start with the grounds?"
"Only if we can visit the pool that hides that sexy sleek jet." Deadpool spread his arms wide and made plane noises as he followed behind Xavier.
"Tell me, Mr. Pool. What brings you to my school and more importantly, when are you from?"
"Deadpool, it's one word like Beast or spatula or Wolverine... Yeah Wolverine is better..." Deadpool lost his accent and adopted a thick Australian one "Cause I'm better at doing whatever it is Wolverine does bub!"
"What brings me to your school? No studio interference. Last time I was here they only give us the budget to include two mutants. When I came from, that's a hilarious story I should tell you it sometime."
Deadpool continued to follow Xavier as he lead the way to fresh air.
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Post by Hollywood Heidi on Aug 5, 2017 22:27:09 GMT -8
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Judging by how much this Deadpool knew by the tidbits dropped during his ramblings, he most likely came from many years into the future.
"I'm looking forward to hearing this hilarious story," he encouraged, hoping the costumed man would continue. However, when Charles opened the door, they were greeted with a distraction.
***Charles and Deadpool exit to Front Yard***
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Post by Hollywood Heidi on Sept 29, 2018 18:21:45 GMT -8
A little over an hour after locating Logan with Cerebro and Maeve's teleported trip to Kenya to recruit Logan
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Post by Hollywood Heidi on Oct 14, 2018 18:15:50 GMT -8
Thursday, the day Charles and his crew meet Maeve and agree to help free Erik has come to an end.
Friday morning and afternoon pass and it is now around the time a normal work day ends.
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Post by Kristi Lynne on Nov 21, 2018 16:41:29 GMT -8
Jean wasn't sure if she was the one Maeve expected to answer but when she sensed the new presence at the door, she decided to greet her. "Welcome back, Ghosty," she said, holding the ornate door open and standing aside. She let Maeve proceed across the threshold before pushing the door closed. The foyer and the staircase were quiet this time of day as most of the students were headed to dinner or outside enjoying what was left of daylight.
"I can show you to the Professor's office," Jean offered. "But first, I think I should apologize for what I said yesterday. If the Professor thinks freeing Erik Lehnsherr is the right thing to do, I shouldn't question him." This wasn't the Danger Room, this was a real mission -- where she or her friends might be hurt. They all needed to trust one another.
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Post by Hollywood Heidi on Nov 24, 2018 19:38:40 GMT -8
***Maeve enters from New York - X-Mansion - Front Yard and Front Door***
"Welcome back, Ghosty,"
Maeve's smile of greeting boosted with amusement over the new nickname that seemed to have stuck. "Thanks. It's good to see you again, Jean," she said, stepping over the threshold. Maeve was glad to start things off with Jean. Of the group, she appeared to be the kindest. Charles was kind as well, but there was a sweetness to Jean that reminded her of her sister.
"I can show you to the Professor's office," "But first, I think I should apologize for what I said yesterday. If the Professor thinks freeing Erik Lehnsherr is the right thing to do, I shouldn't question him."
Jean was young and sweet and the thought that someday, the real world would chip away at that gave her heart a pang. "Dearest, no apology is necessary. Everyone has a right to question, especially if they are being asked to be involved in something," she said adamantly. "Stand by what you feel is right and never be afraid to question what you feel may be wrong." Feeling the sternness of her expression, Maeve chuckled at herself and relaxed. "Goodness, listen to me, spiraling down the rabbit hole. It's not easy for a mutant out there, let alone a woman, you understand."
Maeve followed alongside Jean as they headed for Charles' office. "I could see where you were coming from. Erik has done bad things in his past. His intentions, though misguided, have been for the benefit of mutantkind." Maeve couldn't even imagine what kind of a horrible past someone must have endured to be driven to go the lengths he had. She'd seen hints of the immense anger and pain that he lived with beneath the surface. "That aside, it isn't good for any of us when Trask Industries has a mutant in their possession, no matter the mutant."
Maeve wasn't sure exactly what gift or gifts Jean possessed. There seemed to be a sort of telepathy involved, the way she'd read Peter yesterday. But how powerful she was or how much her gifts would help them out was not what mattered. Reaching the closed door, Maeve placed a hand on Jean's arm before she could knock. "Jean," Maeve began, sincerity in her eyes and in her voice. "Your decision to help is entirely up to you. If you decide not to, I won't hold it against you."
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Post by Kristi Lynne on Nov 25, 2018 19:15:25 GMT -8
Jean absorbed Maeve's words as they walked along the foyer. She wanted to say that no, she didn't really understand what it was like out there for a mutant. The Professor was protective of all the students, and leaving the school could put them in danger. Especially the ones with visible mutations. Apart from the odd outing to the mall, and kicking Scott's butt at the arcade, they tended to stay safe and sound within the mansion's walls. But their new guest was older, more experienced, and seemed to have no trouble navigating the outside world.
"Jean, your decision to help is entirely up to you. If you decide not to, I won't hold it against you."
"No, I need to do this," she replied. She didn't want to disappoint Maeve or the others, since she'd already given her word that she would help. "I've been at this school since I was a little girl. The Professor knows me better than anyone. But sometimes I can sense this fear in him. Fear of me," she confessed in a low voice. Dark visions that came in fits and starts, what felt like drowning in pain and death, knowing that she was the cause and was powerless to stop it. Things that she'd never told anyone, not even Scott, and that the Professor dismissed as nightmares.
"Fear that I could become like Lehnsherr," Jean explained. "The things I can see, the things I can do...He doesn't like to talk about it, but the Professor knows there may come a time when I can't control my powers. But maybe if there's hope for Magneto, then there's hope for me."
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Post by Hollywood Heidi on Dec 2, 2018 15:56:06 GMT -8
"...But sometimes I can sense this fear in him. Fear of me,"
Two little creases appeared beside Maeve's brows as they drew together with concern and a bit of sadness. How could anyone fear a person that was so kind and sweet on the surface? But then when it came to mutants, there could be so much more happening beneath the surface. Jean's next words overlapped Maeve's realization.
"Fear that I could become like Lehnsherr," "The things I can see, the things I can do...He doesn't like to talk about it, but the Professor knows there may come a time when I can't control my powers. But maybe if there's hope for Magneto, then there's hope for me."
Maeve knew all too well the hardship of having nobody to talk to. Carrying a burden on your own became harder and harder, the weight of it increasing the longer you have to go without being able to at least verbally unburden the weight of the emotional aspect of your troubles. Maeve was still too locked up to speak any of that aloud. Instead, she reached out with a comforting hand on Jean's arm and said adamantly, "There is always hope, Jean."
As if on a perfectly timed queue, which Maeve had a feeling wasn't fully a coincidence, the door to Charles' office opened.
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Post by Kristi Lynne on Dec 3, 2018 19:27:30 GMT -8
"There is always hope, Jean."
"Thanks," she replied, a somewhat weak smile playing across her face in return for Maeve's consoling words. She hoped she hadn't overstepped in sharing her concerns. "Anyway, we need another optimist around here. It's a pretty lonely job for Hank."
Once the door to the Professor's office opened, she waved a hand to encourage Maeve to walk ahead. "He was expecting you, he does that."
*** Jean and Maeve proceed to Professor Xavier's Office ***
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Post by Hollywood Heidi on Dec 23, 2018 17:33:00 GMT -8
***Maeve, Logan, and Ororo enter from New York - X-Mansion - Front Yard and Front Door***
While Logan and Ororo gathered their luggage and made their way over the threshold, Maeve stood silent and still with a distant look as if in deep thought.
"Peter, you up here?" A voice sounding exactly like hers echoed down from the distance of the second floor corridor. She'd sent Sim out in search of Peter.
After only a moment's distraction, she was fully back and alert, catching up with her current surrounding. The two visitors were inside so she closed the door. "Someone will be down to meet us shortly, then I'll take you to meet the rest of the team."
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Post by DarkSideCookie on Dec 27, 2018 12:05:07 GMT -8
"Not really,""Just letting you unload some of that crotchety attitude on me in hopes you don't growl so much at the rest of the team,"It actually happened that it flashed a sign of amusement over his features all of a sudden, as quickly gone as it had appeared though. This lady had a ready tongue, that he had got to hand to her. "Come on in."With no more words, Logan and Ororo did as they were told. Once they had parked their luggage inside the foyer, Logan threw a first look around. No one was here yet. Well, at least they weren't confronted with a bunch of schoolkids right at the door. That would have just added to the pain of the airport situation- might have been worse even. "Someone will be down to meet us shortly, then I'll take you to meet the rest of the team.", Maeve suddenly said after a while of have seemed kind of absent.
Logan didn't answer with more than a nod before his sullen face met with the surroundings once again, impatiently waiting for the rest of the team to make their appearance, bursting to start the icebreaker session.
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Post by Lady Lee-o on Jan 25, 2019 11:18:42 GMT -8
Ororo found Logan and Maeve's interaction quite amusing but she said nothing and followed after them. When they walked into the Foyer, she couldn't believe how beautiful this place was. She had always lived in small meager conditions but this was luxurious. "Someone will be down to meet us shortly, then I'll take you to meet the rest of the team." Ororo wasn't sure about meeting strangers but she agreed to come. She wanted to learn more about who she was, her whole life she thought of herself as a goddess and now she was a mutant.
"This place is amazing," That was all that left her mouth before taking another step forward. She watched as several kids ran by, one stopping to take a look at her. She smiled, "Hello."
"Hi, like your hair." The little girl was no more then ten, she seemed young to be a mutant but so was Ororo.
"Well thank you, I like your dress." The girls friends called her and the little girl said goodbye and ran off.
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Post by Hollywood Heidi on Jan 26, 2019 11:12:15 GMT -8
"This place is amazing," "Hello."
"Hi, like your hair."
"Well thank you, I like your dress."
Maeve watched the exchange, putting on a foreign feeling friendly smile. She was out of practice, used to wearing her unapproachable glare or scowl around the office to ward off these very types of friendly exchanges but that wasn't an appropriate way to be around these sweet, innocent kids.
The three of them were getting curious looks by the students passing by. Strangers loitering in the foyer. No one had been milling around yet when Jean had let her in this morning and seeing as her Sim had mostly been invisible outside of Charles' personal quarters on her previous visit, she, too was a stranger to the students. Luckily it was a Saturday and still early. Most students were probably still sleeping in or not ready to venture out of their dorms yet.
The curious looks with extended pauses and whispers were increasing. Maeve shifted uncomfortably, watching the top of the stairway for Peter. "Normally he'd be here in a flash but I think he's got someone tagging along with him."
Maeve's eyes shifted when she caught movement. An overeager boy looking to be in his young teens was approaching and Maeve inwardly groaned.
"Good morning! Welcome to Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters. Dropping your... kid... off....?" The boy's words drifted off and his eyes went wide when his attention had gone to the intimidating figure of Logan.
Maeve choked on a laugh but it went unnoticed by the poor boy rooted in his spot like a scared little bunny facing a predator. "Charles is expecting us," Maeve reassured in a kind voice but the boy barely registered, unable to pull his eyes from the predator's glare. She looped her arm through Logan's, giving it a 'stop scaring the children' yank before attempting to knock him out of his menacing, brooding disposition by making light of the situation. "We just know our Ororo is gonna be so happy here!" She'd managed to get the boy's attention back. He slowly nodded while backing away and rushing off.
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Post by DarkSideCookie on Jan 26, 2019 18:40:58 GMT -8
While Ororo was addressing herself to one of the kids around, Logan's mien remained skeptically, even grumpy - there actually wasn't a huge difference when it came to these two expressions on his face.
"Normally he'd be here in a flash but I think he's got someone tagging along with him."
Someone being somewhere in a flash sounded like a squeaky wheel...
"Good morning! Welcome to Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters. Dropping your... kid... off....?", suddenly a teenage boy raised a word towards them before breaking off all of a sudden, watching Logan like he just would have seen a ghost or something. He hated being stared at this way. He hated being stared at all.
"What the hell you staring at, kid?", Logan grunted at some point where this was going too far for him, which seemed to scare the boy even more.
"Charles is expecting us,", suddenly Maeve chimed in. "We just know our Ororo is gonna be so happy here!"
He gazed after the boy when he finally stopped the staring and instead rushed off, without showing any reaction to what she just had said.
"So how about your headmaster gets a wiggle on to deliver his little speech?", he eventually turned his attention back to Maeve with still the same grumpy expression on his features.
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Post by Lady Lee-o on Jan 27, 2019 8:24:36 GMT -8
"Good morning! Welcome to Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters. Dropping your... kid... off....?" Ororo was very amused by this but she kept her face even, she couldn't tell if it bothered Logan. Mostly cause his face has been in the same scowl since Maeve came to get him.
"Charles is expecting us, we just know our Ororo is gonna be so happy here!" She couldn't stop the smile from appearing now, seems these two would continue to banter for as long as they had breath.
"So how about your headmaster gets a wiggle on to deliver his little speech?"
"Try and hear him out, Logan," Ororo had no business in whatever that meeting was about. She was here to get a tour, wherever her tour guide may be...
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Post by Hollywood Heidi on Jan 27, 2019 12:35:03 GMT -8
"Yes, thank you, Ororo," Maeve said, giving the young lady a look of appreciation for backing her up, despite the fact they were strangers. Maeve didn't know much about Ororo but in the short time of observation, it had appeared that she was some form of leader to her people. She turned her attention to Logan again, expression serious. "She has leadership skills. I'm sure she'd dealt with these kinds of situations in the past," Maeve reminded him. She turned her eyes to the stairs again and because she couldn't help herself, she added, "Listen to our daughter."
It wasn't her fault. His crotchety demeanor was making her do it. The fact that she'd caught a fleeting glimpse of amusement pass over his face earlier had given her a moment of gleeful triumph and encouraged her all the more. Damned if poking a grumpy wolverine was more fun than she'd had in a long time.
Speaking of having fun, if Peter didn't show up soon, she'd make good use of his 'Ghosty' nickname for her by popping in again, this time invisible, to give him a good scare. The hint of a smile played at the corner of her mouth at the thought.
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Post by Ariel on Jan 27, 2019 15:13:22 GMT -8
*** Peter and Hope enter from Hope's Dorm ***
"...And that's how I single handedly infiltrated the Pentagon."
Peter chatted Hope's ear off on the way down to the first floor, life story and all. He could have run his mouth a mile more if they hadn't reached the bottom of the stairs already to meet their company, though Peter knew he'd be in for trouble from Ghosty for not running his legs just as fast. It wasn't his fault, pretty girls can be distracting and he was weak in that certain department.
"...I'm sure she'd dealt with these kinds of situations in the past,""Listen to our daughter."
Peter and Hope arrived amidst Maeve and Logan just in time to walk in on some sentences that Peter took completely out of context. Slowing to a stop, Peter's brow furrowed as his mind tried to wrap itself around what he just heard coming from Maeve to Logan.
"You....you and her....you guys...a thing....?," Peter pointed from Logan to Maeve, and Maeve to Logan before crossing his arms, "Sorry to put a damper on this family matter, but she doesn't look like your type." Peter admitted to Logan as he performed a jabbing motion with his thumb in Maeve's direction, noticing the presence of the young girl with hair almost as silver as his, "Hi, Peter," He nodded his head in young girl's direction, "You must be the love child in which they spoke of. Though, I'd expect you to look a little...harrier. But I guess we can't all take after our fathers." Peter threw his gaze in Logan's direction.
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Post by DarkSideCookie on Jan 28, 2019 9:47:35 GMT -8
"Try and hear him out, Logan,"
Logan wasn't reacting with more than another sullen face to that comment - or actually with the same sullen face that had been part of him since the whole flight up to here. He never had said though that he wouldn't hear the guy out. He was here after all, or wasn't he?
"Yes, thank you, Ororo,", Maeve said before turning to Logan once more. "She has leadership skills. I'm sure she'd dealt with these kinds of situations in the past,""Listen to our daughter."
Why was everyone talking to him like he was going to explode or something? He was simply too hacked off for jokes. He hated jokes anyway, at least if they were at his expense. Anyways, Logan was actually about to relax a little when something else, or rather someone else, was nipping that try in the mud immediately.
"You....you and her....you guys...a thing....?,"
"What the fuck...?", Logan started to say when the new arrival with the silver haircut kept talking anyway.
"Sorry to put a damper on this family matter, but she doesn't look like your type.""Hi, Peter,""You must be the love child in which they spoke of. Though, I'd expect you to look a little...harrier. But I guess we can't all take after our fathers."
"I rather not wanna know who your father is, laughingstock.", Logan replied with a grunt.
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Post by Lady Lee-o on Feb 8, 2019 20:25:20 GMT -8
"Yes, thank you, Ororo," Ororo nodded and gave Maeve a smirk, "She has leadership skills. I'm sure she'd dealt with these kinds of situations in the past, Listen to our daughter." Ororo wasn't going to get into the middle of this but she found the exchange amusing but kept the smile off her face. Not wanting to cause any ill-will with her and Logan.
Ororo noticed two making their way towards, when they got closer she figured this would be her tour guide or perhaps guides?
"You....you and her....you guys...a thing....?,"
"What the fuck...?" The smirk broke out onto her face, not able to help herself. She put her hand on Logan's arm and smile.
"Sorry to put a damper on this family matter, but she doesn't look like your type. Hi, Peter," Ororo took his hand and shook it, "You must be the love child in which they spoke of. Though, I'd expect you to look a little...harrier. But I guess we can't all take after our fathers."
"I shave quite often," She decided to try her hand at joking, become a bit more loose. She never had a chance to really be a child, she had to grow up so fast. "I will see you later, Logan." She leaned up and kissed his cheek, as sign of thanks before she turned back to Peter. "So, show me why I should stay."
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