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Post by Jean Grey/Phoenix on Apr 12, 2007 14:10:27 GMT -5
Jean grey was in the kitchen preparing the dinner for the X-men in the Xavier mansion.Noticing she had no peppers for the soup she thought it would be a good time to do her shopping trip. "oh rogue!" she shouted.Rogue came looking puzzled as to why she was here."could you keep an eye on the food? im going for some groceries,dont let bobby or jubilee get to the cookies in the oven" jean said with a small giggle."sure thing sugah"rogue said as jean exited to get groceries. Jean walked to the garage and took the X-Jeep down the drive way and out the gate. [glow=red,2,300]Click here for continuation.. ~Human Torch[/glow]
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Post by Scott Summers [Cyclops] on Apr 13, 2007 8:13:20 GMT -5
Scott Summers started out of his bed with a jolt. Being woken from the fifth bad nightmare this week, Scott's hair was matted to his face in a fury of sweat, originating most likely out of his fear of the dream. Scott's eyes remained firmly shut, as he grasped about his bedside table for the ruby quartz that he called sheild to his powers. Eventually the glasses were found, slammed about his head in a frantic notion of another type of fear: loss of control.
Scott was now firmly upright in his bed, looking about the room in a satisfaction he called "Not being near that killer in my dream." Recognizing the room indeed as his own, Scott stood up out of his bed shakilly and exited the bedroom, padding down-stairs in the direction of the kitchen.
Scott generally was a calm sort of fellow, and the frantic hectic-ness that the kitchen was in startled him once more. Scott jumped back suddenly, avoiding Jean-grey;s frantic moving about, in order to prepare her ... uh... whatever it was. Scott scratched his head, unsure of all of this. In it's entirety, the morning seemed to be moving quite quickly, starting wearilly, and now jolting foreward with presence. Scott wasn't sure if he particularly enjoyed the fact that other people were alive on the planet, right at this moment. A sigh escaped his lips, and he sat down at the table, attempting to relax.
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Post by Jean Grey/Phoenix on Apr 13, 2007 8:56:03 GMT -5
Jean continued preparing the meal for the students and teachers of the xavier institute.
"anything the matter scott?" jean said with a slight bit of worry."another nightmare?,maybe a session with me or the professor,we might be able to find what are causing these nightmares" jean said while setting the oven for the chicken to be put in.
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Post by Scott Summers [Cyclops] on Apr 13, 2007 11:52:42 GMT -5
Scott tensed, quick thinking so that he would bar all that dared to get close to him. But then he stopped, remembering the people that did dare to venture near him, to help him. Teach him. Yes, both the professor and Jean had taught him about trust, and he trusted them. His muscles relaxed, a split second later this memory had surfaced. He sighed, uttering almost uselessly against the psychic that was Jean, "I know already why I have them." It was said, hopefully, as an end-all to the conversation. He didn't want Jean knowing about his past. Not the things he did. Scott looked around, trying to find an aversion to this topic that he SO did not want to visit. "Why've you got Rogue all worked up, hon? Whatcha makin'?" Scott smiled that Scott-smile of his, and glanced at al lthe groceries on the table.
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Post by Jean Grey/Phoenix on Apr 13, 2007 13:18:06 GMT -5
jean smiled back at scott and said "its a roast,then cake and cookies afterwards,but i fear the cookies have already been taken with bobby and jubilee running about" jean let a small laugh out of herself.
"i think i'll watch some tv while the dinners cooking,i hear theres a anti mutant protest again" jean said with a sigh.
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