Author: Lucinda
rating: pg, pg 13
main characters: Marie(Rogue), Buffy Summers
Fourth in the 'Such A Nice Girl' series.
disclaimer: I do not own any characters from Buffy the Vampire Slayer or X-Men the movie.
distribution: TNL, Twisting the Hellmouth, Paula - anyone else please ask first
note: Logan and Marie found Buffy, and tomorrow they're taking her back to Sunnydale.
Buffy had borrowed Marie's shower gratefully, and her clothing had been taken to get laundered, resulting in Buffy wearing one of the school shirts, and a pair of jeans borrowed from Kitty down the hall. She looked so much happier afterwards, although it was hard to say if it was the shower, the clean clothing, or being away from that dingy diner and tiny apartment.
Marie had watched the way that Buffy didn't look quite certain that she would fit here, even if only for the night, and had offered a small smile. "You can stay in here. I don't have a roommate. The only thing t' remember... you can't touch my skin. I can't... it's part of my mutation."
"So, are all the people here mutants?" Buffy had looked curious as she sat on the bed, smoothing the broken edges of her nails.
Marie nodded, feeling a bit self-conscious about her gloves. "All of us... but not all the same, if that makes sense. Everybody's mutation is a little different. Peter can turn himself into metal, Kitty can walk through walls, and I... I can't touch people. If I do... it hurts them. I'm hoping that I can learn how to control it, but..." She'd just shrugged, feeling almost helpless about the situation.
"Not anyone? But... how... I mean..." Buffy had looked shocked. "You met my mom? How... how was she?"
"She was alright, if you mean was she healthy. But she was so sad... She misses you. And she didn't bring it up, but I bet she's all confused over this whole vampires thing... I know I am. I ran away from home... met her on the way north. I stayed for a while, and she was so nice..." Marie found herself smiling at the memories.
"I guess... maybe it is a lot to take in. Vampires and demons and destinies that suck majorly..." Buffy sighed, putting down the nail file. "Why did you run away?"
"I... I kissed my boyfriend. He... he got all pale, and he collapsed, and I could feel him inside, in my head... I didn't understand what happened, and my mom... she was just hysterical, demanding to know what I'd done, and my daddy was furious that I was some kind of freak... I couldn't stay." She felt the tears as she remembered, remembered Cody's collapse, the screaming and the panic...
Buffy was staring, her eyes wide and shocked. "That's... wow. That is pretty bad. And this mutation is forever? No exchanges or returns?"
"It's genetic, so yeah, forever. Maybe I can learn to control it, so that I can touch people, but... it's always going to be there." Marie sighed, tucking her hair back with one gloved hand. "That's why I have all the gloves, so I don't accidentally touch someone. My parents... back in Mississippi, they don't want me anymore. Now, I got Logan, and Joyce, your mom seemed to care. Like a momma should, you know?"
"Yeah, she's good at that sort of thing. Taking people in... like Willow, and Xander, and she even tried with Kendra. So... Mom's trying to drag you into the family? Telling you the music is too loud and that you don't eat right?" Buffy was smiling, and it looked like she was really going to be okay with this.
"She told me that I needed to eat more, and that it wasn't very healthy to try to live on banana an' strawberry sandwiches. It's a nice feeling, having someone that cares. Logan cares, but it's different. He's... he's my dad now, no matter that it's by choice instead of blood. But... It's just not the same type of worry." Marie tried to put it into words, struggling for a way to say it without upsetting Buffy.
"He's a great dad, but you need a mom? And mine decided to step in?" Buffy grinned, shaking her head. "So, does that mean you're going to stay and visit for a while? After you take me back that is..."
"Somethin' like." Marie nodded, wondering if she dared to hope... She'd found a new father, and Joyce had found her and stepped in as a mother, but could Buffy end up the sister that she'd never had?
"Cool. It might be nice to have someone else around that I can talk to about the freakiness that is my life." Buffy sighed, allowing herself to fall back onto the bed. "Nice school... way better than mine."
Marie only laughed, tossing a pillow onto Buffy's face. That lead to the first pillow fight that either of them had had in years, with delighted giggling, and bits of dust flying everywhere. It was almost too bad that neither pillow was actually stuffed with feathers..
end Girl Talk.
rating: pg, pg 13
main characters: Marie(Rogue), Buffy Summers
Fourth in the 'Such A Nice Girl' series.
disclaimer: I do not own any characters from Buffy the Vampire Slayer or X-Men the movie.
distribution: TNL, Twisting the Hellmouth, Paula - anyone else please ask first
note: Logan and Marie found Buffy, and tomorrow they're taking her back to Sunnydale.
Buffy had borrowed Marie's shower gratefully, and her clothing had been taken to get laundered, resulting in Buffy wearing one of the school shirts, and a pair of jeans borrowed from Kitty down the hall. She looked so much happier afterwards, although it was hard to say if it was the shower, the clean clothing, or being away from that dingy diner and tiny apartment.
Marie had watched the way that Buffy didn't look quite certain that she would fit here, even if only for the night, and had offered a small smile. "You can stay in here. I don't have a roommate. The only thing t' remember... you can't touch my skin. I can't... it's part of my mutation."
"So, are all the people here mutants?" Buffy had looked curious as she sat on the bed, smoothing the broken edges of her nails.
Marie nodded, feeling a bit self-conscious about her gloves. "All of us... but not all the same, if that makes sense. Everybody's mutation is a little different. Peter can turn himself into metal, Kitty can walk through walls, and I... I can't touch people. If I do... it hurts them. I'm hoping that I can learn how to control it, but..." She'd just shrugged, feeling almost helpless about the situation.
"Not anyone? But... how... I mean..." Buffy had looked shocked. "You met my mom? How... how was she?"
"She was alright, if you mean was she healthy. But she was so sad... She misses you. And she didn't bring it up, but I bet she's all confused over this whole vampires thing... I know I am. I ran away from home... met her on the way north. I stayed for a while, and she was so nice..." Marie found herself smiling at the memories.
"I guess... maybe it is a lot to take in. Vampires and demons and destinies that suck majorly..." Buffy sighed, putting down the nail file. "Why did you run away?"
"I... I kissed my boyfriend. He... he got all pale, and he collapsed, and I could feel him inside, in my head... I didn't understand what happened, and my mom... she was just hysterical, demanding to know what I'd done, and my daddy was furious that I was some kind of freak... I couldn't stay." She felt the tears as she remembered, remembered Cody's collapse, the screaming and the panic...
Buffy was staring, her eyes wide and shocked. "That's... wow. That is pretty bad. And this mutation is forever? No exchanges or returns?"
"It's genetic, so yeah, forever. Maybe I can learn to control it, so that I can touch people, but... it's always going to be there." Marie sighed, tucking her hair back with one gloved hand. "That's why I have all the gloves, so I don't accidentally touch someone. My parents... back in Mississippi, they don't want me anymore. Now, I got Logan, and Joyce, your mom seemed to care. Like a momma should, you know?"
"Yeah, she's good at that sort of thing. Taking people in... like Willow, and Xander, and she even tried with Kendra. So... Mom's trying to drag you into the family? Telling you the music is too loud and that you don't eat right?" Buffy was smiling, and it looked like she was really going to be okay with this.
"She told me that I needed to eat more, and that it wasn't very healthy to try to live on banana an' strawberry sandwiches. It's a nice feeling, having someone that cares. Logan cares, but it's different. He's... he's my dad now, no matter that it's by choice instead of blood. But... It's just not the same type of worry." Marie tried to put it into words, struggling for a way to say it without upsetting Buffy.
"He's a great dad, but you need a mom? And mine decided to step in?" Buffy grinned, shaking her head. "So, does that mean you're going to stay and visit for a while? After you take me back that is..."
"Somethin' like." Marie nodded, wondering if she dared to hope... She'd found a new father, and Joyce had found her and stepped in as a mother, but could Buffy end up the sister that she'd never had?
"Cool. It might be nice to have someone else around that I can talk to about the freakiness that is my life." Buffy sighed, allowing herself to fall back onto the bed. "Nice school... way better than mine."
Marie only laughed, tossing a pillow onto Buffy's face. That lead to the first pillow fight that either of them had had in years, with delighted giggling, and bits of dust flying everywhere. It was almost too bad that neither pillow was actually stuffed with feathers..
end Girl Talk.