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Tangible
There was no wind in the lab, no air, it was simply still. And she sat day after day writing things down, taking notes. Sometimes someone would come into her lab and she would need to put them back together again, sewing stitches, or bandaging limbs, or there was a mission that she was needed on, but mostly she sat in her lab.
"I need a blanket she's going into shock." Jean looked up startled only to see a flash of red hair and a heaving chest, quickly followed by another flash of darker hair.
"Their both going into shock." Jean, momentarily startled by the interruption sprung into action, grabbing blankets and IV's on her way to the two stretchers.
She looked up Orroro and Scott closely followed by the professor. "We're going to need to sedate them." With a nod the telepath caused two needles to hover above two veins, plunging one needle into a fur covered forearm, and another into a pale clenching forearm. Within seconds both figures stopped all movement save for the slight rise and fall of their chests.
"Well, anyone care to inform me why I just sedated these two?" Jean inquired.
"We were walking around campus, trying to plan out next weeks lecture when Rogue came running out of nowhere, we all thought she would stop, but she didn't, and then we realized she was going to jump over the cliff on north campus. Logan took off behind her, but it was too late she was already falling; he reached out his hand, and pulled her up. But she wasn't wearing gloves." Jean watched as Scott recapped the story, he did so with so little compassion it was almost puzzling, here two people had almost died, and he spoke as if it were a story of him tinkering with one of his bikes.
A fait whirring was heard through the lab, and the redhead looked down to see the professor. "I think it would be best if I had a word alone with Jean. Scott, Orroro thank you for your efforts, and quick thinking." The doors of the lab clicked shut after the two mutants had left.
"I do believe that we have a slight problem on our hands with young Rogue." The professor turned to Jean and continued. "It seems that the inability to touch is sending her into a state of disassociation from the rest of society."
Jean nodded she had noticed that Rogue had few friends and most nights could be found sitting alone in the library. "Well professor, there isn't really much that we can do about this is there? I mean it's not as if we can make it possible for Rogue to touch people."
"Quite right Jean; however what we can do is make it possible for Rogue to touch a person."
" but how?" the telepath was surprised to say the least, she had always wanted to help the melancholy girl, and the knowledge that someone could help her, in the simplest and yet for Rogue possibly the most important way was astounding.
"I have discovered a rather simple solution. When someone is hurt they feel pain because of synapse's firing, their body recognizes that feeling as pain, what I can do is make someone's body think that the power Rouge emits from her touch is not painful, and this I can do for many people, however what I cannot do is make as many people insensitive to the draining that comes with the touch, it takes far to much power, I can only do that for one person, and I'd like that to be you Jean." Xavier looked at his once student knowing that she was a stable, kind person, just the kind of person that could take on this task.
"I, I don't know what to say… I mean of course I'll do it, but how are you sure I'm the right choice?" the thought the she might be able to be the one to help the girl now lying on the table was strangely fulfilling.
"Something's you just know."
Suddenly Jean felt a pounding in her head it mounted until she thought she might collapse and then it ceased; astounded she looked at the professor.
"Do keep me informed of her progress." And with that he wheeled out the door.
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