WOT: Unexpected arrival.
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another-phace.livejournal.comLogan carefully stalked through the building, glaring as he kept every sense on high alert for his foe. Sabertooth was as good as dead, provided Magneto's new pup didn't get in his way again. The matter-changing kid was almost too much for Logan to handle on his own. Almost.
He turned a corner, then stopped when he saw the orange kid.
"Sh-" his curse was stopped as the kid raised his hands and a beam of enery hit the old fighter in the chest. Where the projected powers hit the skin and organs began to turn to stone. Where his flesh hadn't already turned to stone it felt like it began to boil, every cell on fire.
Logan bellowed, pain enveloping him as another blast shot him backwards, out of the window, hitting the glass of the opposite building with a crunch and blacking out as he started to fall. He didn't even notice when he landed in something that wasn't hard... then actually caused him to float.
He turned a corner, then stopped when he saw the orange kid.
"Sh-" his curse was stopped as the kid raised his hands and a beam of enery hit the old fighter in the chest. Where the projected powers hit the skin and organs began to turn to stone. Where his flesh hadn't already turned to stone it felt like it began to boil, every cell on fire.
Logan bellowed, pain enveloping him as another blast shot him backwards, out of the window, hitting the glass of the opposite building with a crunch and blacking out as he started to fall. He didn't even notice when he landed in something that wasn't hard... then actually caused him to float.
WOT: Vacation III
June 16th, 2007 12:15 amfire-in-flight.livejournal.comIt was a long way down into nothing.
Sal peered over the edge of the island-like thing that she and her family were on. Kurt and the kids were doing their thing in the background (in all honesty, she didn't know what they were doing), but she was preoccupied with observing the dizzying drop.
Her hands clutched the tree root tightly as she leaned over even more. It was breathtaking, the light that came from seemingly nowhere was everywhere all at once, as though the entire world was lit by something beyond it. Her heart hammered in her chest as she settled back under the shade of the tree, hand resting gently on her stomach. She felt a vague twittering there, as though the little one inside was asserting her presence.
All in all, things were getting better. She watched the castle recede as the island moved, and sighed, at peace with everything.
Sal peered over the edge of the island-like thing that she and her family were on. Kurt and the kids were doing their thing in the background (in all honesty, she didn't know what they were doing), but she was preoccupied with observing the dizzying drop.
Her hands clutched the tree root tightly as she leaned over even more. It was breathtaking, the light that came from seemingly nowhere was everywhere all at once, as though the entire world was lit by something beyond it. Her heart hammered in her chest as she settled back under the shade of the tree, hand resting gently on her stomach. She felt a vague twittering there, as though the little one inside was asserting her presence.
All in all, things were getting better. She watched the castle recede as the island moved, and sighed, at peace with everything.
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WOT - Vacation, part two.
May 25th, 2007 11:39 pmfire-in-flight.livejournal.comSal smiled widely from where she hovered over Kurt, watching his face intently. He looked as though he was asleep. Her limbs felt heavy - as though at any minute her arms would give way and she would faceplant right atop him. The room was an eerie sort of quiet; something was tinkling softly in the background. That and her own pulse were the only two things she could hear.
She didn't want to get up just yet. She flopped backwards against the pillows, stretching out and yawning.
Laziness permeated the room; the perpetual daylight, soft as it was, broke through a creak in the heavy black curtains that covered their window and shined right across where the two of them lay. They hadn't bothered to turn down the curtains around their bed when going to sleep the night before, and now there was a lamp bouncing up and down on the nightstand, turning itself so that its bright light was shining right in her face and looking very pleased with itself.
She groaned and rolled over slightly, hiding her face in his chest. The lamp persisted. She growled.
"'m not gettin' up," she complained, reaching for the blanket and pulling it up and over both their heads.
She didn't want to get up just yet. She flopped backwards against the pillows, stretching out and yawning.
Laziness permeated the room; the perpetual daylight, soft as it was, broke through a creak in the heavy black curtains that covered their window and shined right across where the two of them lay. They hadn't bothered to turn down the curtains around their bed when going to sleep the night before, and now there was a lamp bouncing up and down on the nightstand, turning itself so that its bright light was shining right in her face and looking very pleased with itself.
She groaned and rolled over slightly, hiding her face in his chest. The lamp persisted. She growled.
"'m not gettin' up," she complained, reaching for the blanket and pulling it up and over both their heads.
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The great hall of the castle stood empty, its far corners and the uppermost reaches of its carved and fabulously vaulted ceiling forgotten in shadows. All was silent but for the soft scrape of a footstool's feet as it walked toward a side door.
Then, suddenly there were people in the room.
Kurt looked around, blinking, his arms tightening on Wolfen as Stephan clung to him in amazed silence. "Vhat...."
Beside him, Jabez broke her silence with a soft, "Wow."
The great hall of the castle stood empty, its far corners and the uppermost reaches of its carved and fabulously vaulted ceiling forgotten in shadows. All was silent but for the soft scrape of a footstool's feet as it walked toward a side door.
Then, suddenly there were people in the room.
Kurt looked around, blinking, his arms tightening on Wolfen as Stephan clung to him in amazed silence. "Vhat...."
Beside him, Jabez broke her silence with a soft, "Wow."
bloody-wagner.livejournal.comKurt sighed as he gazed out the window. New home, new view. It wasn't that he disliked the castle, but a part of him missed his home world, even if the X Men and mutant haters were there all along.
But he wouldn't give this place up for anything, it meant so much to his Joy, and it was safe for her. All he wanted was a good home for her. His Joy.... He loved her so much when he saw her he could barely speak, but still, because his courage had failed him completely and the heartbreaks of Ororo and Mara had only just started to pass, he was afraid to do anything but take her on picnics, and sometimes made her a fancy dinner, if he could pursuade the kitchen staff to let him help.
He hated his gutlessness, but he didn't want to rush her, or himself. He wanted things with her to work out right.
But he wouldn't give this place up for anything, it meant so much to his Joy, and it was safe for her. All he wanted was a good home for her. His Joy.... He loved her so much when he saw her he could barely speak, but still, because his courage had failed him completely and the heartbreaks of Ororo and Mara had only just started to pass, he was afraid to do anything but take her on picnics, and sometimes made her a fancy dinner, if he could pursuade the kitchen staff to let him help.
He hated his gutlessness, but he didn't want to rush her, or himself. He wanted things with her to work out right.
In a new place.... again.
August 28th, 2006 10:22 pmbloody-wagner.livejournal.comKurt woke slowly, his head hurting and telling him about his restless night. He turned slightly in his book, and turned, looking up and seeing a large canopy above him. He blinked and looked up, to his surprise seeing a few globes of light hovering above him.
He sat up, finding himself fully clothed, and turned, pushing the curtains aside slightly, only to see Joy, curled up, asleep on the windowsill that only belonged in castles.
He slowly got up and eased off the bed, then went over, picking her up, careful of her wings, doing his best not to wake her as he lifted her and brought her over to the bed, putting her down on it and making her comfortable before he looked around, wondering where they were now.
He sat up, finding himself fully clothed, and turned, pushing the curtains aside slightly, only to see Joy, curled up, asleep on the windowsill that only belonged in castles.
He slowly got up and eased off the bed, then went over, picking her up, careful of her wings, doing his best not to wake her as he lifted her and brought her over to the bed, putting her down on it and making her comfortable before he looked around, wondering where they were now.
random_xtrasFirecracker watched as Sir James and Anmut exchanged rings, her fingers twitching with the urge to pet the hunter green velvet tunic that Sir James wore with black pants and a brown cloak with red satin lining. Next to him, Anmut wore a long strip of white satin wrapped around her body to make something that wasn't quite a dress but looked something like one with sideslits.
The funny coat and collar bowed, then clapped invisable hands together and turned to a page in the big Book which Sir James and Anmut wrote in. Firecracker's mama wrote in it next, and then everyone turned to her.
"Yer turn, lass," rumbled Sir James, smiling.
Firecracker blinked in alarm. "But I can't write."
The funny coat and collar bowed, then clapped invisable hands together and turned to a page in the big Book which Sir James and Anmut wrote in. Firecracker's mama wrote in it next, and then everyone turned to her.
"Yer turn, lass," rumbled Sir James, smiling.
Firecracker blinked in alarm. "But I can't write."
heartandfire.livejournal.comJubee sat on a balcony, her diary open on her lap as she smiled into the sunlight shone down on her.
She smiled into it, then looked down and started to write all about hunting with Sir Logan in the jungles. She was getting better at using the special boots that helped her move over the void. She'd even almost not gotten stuck a few times before she had to yell for Anmut's help, but with practise she'd learn to only need the winged woman's help a few times, like Sir James.
She continued to write for a while, smiling to herself. Her time here, in the World Outside Time, seemed like a beautiful, comfortable dream, and her life before... well... that seemed like somebody else's life, like a scarey, depressing book that she'd left on the shelf and almost forgotten.
This seemed a good enough place to stay, and live, and never think about problems again... this was so perfect.
She sighed and smiled, leaning back against the wall and closing her eyes, enjoying the sun.
She smiled into it, then looked down and started to write all about hunting with Sir Logan in the jungles. She was getting better at using the special boots that helped her move over the void. She'd even almost not gotten stuck a few times before she had to yell for Anmut's help, but with practise she'd learn to only need the winged woman's help a few times, like Sir James.
She continued to write for a while, smiling to herself. Her time here, in the World Outside Time, seemed like a beautiful, comfortable dream, and her life before... well... that seemed like somebody else's life, like a scarey, depressing book that she'd left on the shelf and almost forgotten.
This seemed a good enough place to stay, and live, and never think about problems again... this was so perfect.
She sighed and smiled, leaning back against the wall and closing her eyes, enjoying the sun.
World Outside Time: 4 days later
July 29th, 2006 03:23 pmheartandfire.livejournal.comJubee lay on the grassy courtyard, bathing in the sunlight and feeling happy and content for the first time in a long while.
She was stretched out, laying in the yellow dress with her notebook, torn a little and battered, but fine other than a bloodstain on the cover, laying open in front of her. She'd purposefully ignored the pages before these ones, concentrating on the better times as she described the castle and the grounds, Sir James, Anmut, and everything that had happened so far.
On the ground next to her Steve was curled up, asleep as usual, and behind her Sir James and Anmut sat, also enjoying the day.
She was stretched out, laying in the yellow dress with her notebook, torn a little and battered, but fine other than a bloodstain on the cover, laying open in front of her. She'd purposefully ignored the pages before these ones, concentrating on the better times as she described the castle and the grounds, Sir James, Anmut, and everything that had happened so far.
On the ground next to her Steve was curled up, asleep as usual, and behind her Sir James and Anmut sat, also enjoying the day.
heartandfire.livejournal.comJubee sighed, shivering slightly and pulling the blankets around her and Anmut tighter, attempting to battle the reverse fever that had Anmut cold, clammy, and sick. Nevertheless Jubee wouldn't have left her side for anything, wanting to try to warm her with her own heat, even though she felt like complete and utter crap as well.
In his chair Sir James stirred a bit, growling to himself and watching over them tirelessly, even though the chair he'd picked had to be awfully uncomfortable.
Jubee sighed, then sneezed, an action that made her grunt with pain before she let herself snuggle against Anmut. No matter how cold or clammy she got, she was still all Jubee had in reach that she trusted and loved.
"Wolvie?" she finally murmured, wondering if the man had fallen asleep on her yet.
In his chair Sir James stirred a bit, growling to himself and watching over them tirelessly, even though the chair he'd picked had to be awfully uncomfortable.
Jubee sighed, then sneezed, an action that made her grunt with pain before she let herself snuggle against Anmut. No matter how cold or clammy she got, she was still all Jubee had in reach that she trusted and loved.
"Wolvie?" she finally murmured, wondering if the man had fallen asleep on her yet.
heartandfire.livejournal.comJubee slowly made her way down the hall in the bright yellow ball gown that Anmut had put in her closet. She smiled at herself in a mirror, her hair was pulled back into a small bun that she'd made, she felt almost like a princess, except the fact that she was limping and leaning heavily on the wall, moving stiffly and occasionally tripping and whimpering.
And now she was lost, though in a good way. It was cool, just like a fairy princess' castle, full of lots of cheerful, bright little things. the furniture even talked and moved, nd took care of her when Anmut had to leave. She'd had to convince the wardrobe to let her in to get the dress, by saying she'd just leave anyway but she didn't want to walk around in her sleeping gown.
The paths and halls were winding and there were tons of them, and she was compeltey turned around, and had wanted to be back before Anmut had found out she'd snuck out when she was supposed to be in bed.
On the front of her dress clung Steve, who was more or less sleeping, just hanging like a brouch from her front.
She suddenly came to a wide, stone hall that had less furniture but more paintings, and she smiled.
"Hello," she called, and her voice echoed down and then back at her, and she smiled again, limping down and feeling like she was loosing herself as well as her way. It was nice.
And now she was lost, though in a good way. It was cool, just like a fairy princess' castle, full of lots of cheerful, bright little things. the furniture even talked and moved, nd took care of her when Anmut had to leave. She'd had to convince the wardrobe to let her in to get the dress, by saying she'd just leave anyway but she didn't want to walk around in her sleeping gown.
The paths and halls were winding and there were tons of them, and she was compeltey turned around, and had wanted to be back before Anmut had found out she'd snuck out when she was supposed to be in bed.
On the front of her dress clung Steve, who was more or less sleeping, just hanging like a brouch from her front.
She suddenly came to a wide, stone hall that had less furniture but more paintings, and she smiled.
"Hello," she called, and her voice echoed down and then back at her, and she smiled again, limping down and feeling like she was loosing herself as well as her way. It was nice.
mancalledjubesThe great hall of the castle stands empty, its far corners and the uppermost reaches of its carved and fabulously vaulted ceiling forgotten in shadows. All is silent but for the soft scrape of a footstool's feet as it walks toward a side door.
Then there's a swish and a flash of light, and two men appear. Both are tall. One, a slender Asian with bright blue eyes, immediately takes to the air and hovers a few feet over the head of his companion, who is more muscularly built. The man on the ground's face is partially sheilded by a brown beard, but even so his expression is clear.
Then there's a swish and a flash of light, and two men appear. Both are tall. One, a slender Asian with bright blue eyes, immediately takes to the air and hovers a few feet over the head of his companion, who is more muscularly built. The man on the ground's face is partially sheilded by a brown beard, but even so his expression is clear.
heartandfire.livejournal.comJubee pressed the bike as hard as it would go, roaring out the Harley challenge as she shot down the back roads of New York, Massachusets, New Hampshire....
She wanted to go North, as far as she could, but the amount of injuries and pains that covered her body and soul were taking thier toll, and the bike weaved dangerously as she struggled to control it and keep going forward.
Stupid Chase. Stupid Ororo. Stupid Jean... stupid everybody!
Tears formed in her eyes, and the road got blurry and dark, and she weaved further until finally the inevitable occured and the bike hit a rut, then went spinning and flyingout of control down the road with Jubes hanging on for dear life.
The handlebars were ripped from her grasp, and she felt herself flying, then felt the bike smash into the ground, and finally she let go, ready to die and prove to everybody that Jubilation Lee would never learn anything, not how to take care of herself, not how to drive, and not how to keep herself under control.
She closed her eyes as time seemed to slow, and waiting to careen into the trees headfirst and have it all gone, and done. Finally.
She wanted to go North, as far as she could, but the amount of injuries and pains that covered her body and soul were taking thier toll, and the bike weaved dangerously as she struggled to control it and keep going forward.
Stupid Chase. Stupid Ororo. Stupid Jean... stupid everybody!
Tears formed in her eyes, and the road got blurry and dark, and she weaved further until finally the inevitable occured and the bike hit a rut, then went spinning and flyingout of control down the road with Jubes hanging on for dear life.
The handlebars were ripped from her grasp, and she felt herself flying, then felt the bike smash into the ground, and finally she let go, ready to die and prove to everybody that Jubilation Lee would never learn anything, not how to take care of herself, not how to drive, and not how to keep herself under control.
She closed her eyes as time seemed to slow, and waiting to careen into the trees headfirst and have it all gone, and done. Finally.