Note: Thanks to everyone for such great reviews. Sorry about the wait. I guess I'm lazier than I thought.
StormLover: Thank you for the lovely review, I'm blushing. For your question, this is comicverse. In fact all of my stories are so far, but I like to use the tall version of Logan (from the movie). I just like him better that way.
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*Beep* *Beep* *Beep* 7:00 a.m.
With her head buried beneath her plush comforter, the blaring sound of the alarm clock on Ororo's nightstand awoke her from her less than pleasant sleep.
Her hand snaked out from under her sheets, gripped the clock, and threw it against the wall in one fluid motion. She smiled in triumph as it made a loud thud on the floor.
Ororo hadn't even gotten out of bed yet and she was already in a bad mood. She pulled the covers over her head and snuggled in the warmth beneath her comforter.
[knock , knock]
Ororo mumbled wearily from underneath her covers.
"Ororo, may I come in?" Jean asked softly from the other side of the door.
Ororo emerged from her "sanctuary" and drowsily opened the door.
"Rise and shine, Ms. Munroe", she said cheerfully.
"I'll rise but I refuse to shine", Ororo yawned allowing her to enter.
"So, still sore from yesterday I see", Jean noted from the stiff manner in Ororo's walk back to her bed.
Ororo sat on her bed, still sore, but was determined not to show it.
"Just a little. I hope everything went well last night", referring to the return of the young girl to her parents.
"Yes, it went very well. Her parents were so relieved to have her back that they didn't really ask us any questions. I gave them the Professor's number in case they have any questions later on."
"I'm glad everything went well"
"So are you coming down for breakfast?"
"Yeah, I'll be down in a minute", she yawned.
"All right, but you better hurry before the students inhale everything", Jean giggled as she left the room.
Ororo yawned as she entered her bathroom. After shedding her clothes, she let the hot water from her shower jolt her awake.
After a few moments, she exited her shower and changed into her training clothes. She pulled on a pair of navy jogging pants that sat low on her hips. She then put on a white sports bra and pulled on a cotton navy zip up jacket that hit just below her bellybutton. Each piece of her clothing fit close to her body...but not too close.
After pulling her hair up into a ponytail, she slipped on her Nike's and headed downstairs.
* * *
The kitchen buzzed with students grabbing and munching on their food. Ororo didn't get past the hallway before a rush of students ran past her out the front doors, gossiping, laughing, and pushing past each other.
"Hey Ro, sleep well?" Logan greeted her from behind his morning paper, sipping his black coffee.
"Hardly", she said dryly.
She reached to the middle of the table and began nibbling on a slice of cantaloupe.
"Hey Ororo", Scott greeted her as he entered the kitchen, accompanied by Jean, who were both geared up in their sweats.
"Good morning Scott", Ororo then gave Logan a knowing look, dreading what Scott was about to say.
"I hope you're all rested up because I want everyone on the dangeroom for some exercises", Scott managed to get all of this out while completely oblivious to the looks of annoyance from the others.
"Aww come on sugah, we jus' got back from a mission. We need a break", Rogue protested as she poked her head in from the other room, earning a smirk from Ororo.
"You know what dey say, mon ami...all work an' no play makes Cyke a dull boy", Remy chimed in as he entered the kitchen, hair comically mussed while rubbing his tired eyes.
"That ain't the only thing", Logan muttered under his breath.
"Hey, hey, hey!!! We need the extra practice, all right. After that we can relax for the rest of the day, ok?!"
"Oh joy", the sarcasm in Logan's voice wasn't lost on Scott.
"When would you like everyone to meet?" Ororo asked Scott, finishing her fruit.
"About 9:00"
"Well I'm going to go for a run. I'll be back before then."
Ororo strode over to the entrance way but was stopped. Remy's arm was blocking her path. Her blue eyes followed the length of his muscular arm, up his neck, past his classic smirk, and settled on his dark eyes. She didn't say a word, but the look of warning in her eyes said it all. Taking the hint, Remy lowered his arm and let her pass.
"Thank you", she mouthed the words seductively with her pouty lips.
'If he wants to play, I'll play' she thought.
"Ooooh", Remy's lips puckered as he mouthed back at her while she walked away. He turned his attention back to the kitchen taking a seat in front of Logan, who narrowed his eyes at him after witnessing the exchange that just took place.
"What?" Remy asked innocently.
Logan gave a low grumble but said nothing, enhancing Remy's delight.
* * *
Ororo began her jog around the grounds surrounding the mansion. Her feet tread against the ground rapidly as she ran, only two miles into her run. Her heart pumped rapidly, her arms swung in rhythm with her step, and her platinum ponytail swung behind her.
Her body began to relax in the cool breeze that made the leaves rustle as it blew through the trees. Her mind felt clear and light for once. She slowed her pace down to a walk and let deep, slow breaths escape her lips.
As Ororo continued to walk, she began to hear the same child-like giggles as she did the night before. She looked around, but knew there was no one there. The giggles gradually became louder and louder, the sounds flooding her ears.
The giggles grew to an eerie laughter, almost cynical and mocking. Ororo covered her ears with her hands hoping to keep out the noises that began to overwhelm her.
"Please....", she willed it to go away, but the laughter remained.
Ororo's head was spinning, the trees around her looked as if they were slightly bending in towards her. She clamped her eyes shut as her heart pounded in her chest.
"Stop it, stop it, STOP IT!!!" she shouted. The noises ceased.
Ororo continued to look around her with tears in her eyes, her heart pounding. She glanced down at her watch, she had thirty minutes till she had to be in the dangeroom. Plenty of time to walk back to the mansion, calm down, and collect her thoughts. She took the cuffs of her jacket and wiped her eyes dry, trying to calm herself and lessen the redness that she knew was in her face.
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Note: Things will pick up in the next chapter: more Logan, Ororo, and Remy, and a little sparring in the dangeroom. I should also mention that this will not be an OC story. This is totally about Ororo and something in her past, and making amends. I don't know how you guys feel about OC stories, but I plan to make a sequel to this w/ the intro of my OC from this story.
StormLover: Thank you for the lovely review, I'm blushing. For your question, this is comicverse. In fact all of my stories are so far, but I like to use the tall version of Logan (from the movie). I just like him better that way.
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*Beep* *Beep* *Beep* 7:00 a.m.
With her head buried beneath her plush comforter, the blaring sound of the alarm clock on Ororo's nightstand awoke her from her less than pleasant sleep.
Her hand snaked out from under her sheets, gripped the clock, and threw it against the wall in one fluid motion. She smiled in triumph as it made a loud thud on the floor.
Ororo hadn't even gotten out of bed yet and she was already in a bad mood. She pulled the covers over her head and snuggled in the warmth beneath her comforter.
[knock , knock]
Ororo mumbled wearily from underneath her covers.
"Ororo, may I come in?" Jean asked softly from the other side of the door.
Ororo emerged from her "sanctuary" and drowsily opened the door.
"Rise and shine, Ms. Munroe", she said cheerfully.
"I'll rise but I refuse to shine", Ororo yawned allowing her to enter.
"So, still sore from yesterday I see", Jean noted from the stiff manner in Ororo's walk back to her bed.
Ororo sat on her bed, still sore, but was determined not to show it.
"Just a little. I hope everything went well last night", referring to the return of the young girl to her parents.
"Yes, it went very well. Her parents were so relieved to have her back that they didn't really ask us any questions. I gave them the Professor's number in case they have any questions later on."
"I'm glad everything went well"
"So are you coming down for breakfast?"
"Yeah, I'll be down in a minute", she yawned.
"All right, but you better hurry before the students inhale everything", Jean giggled as she left the room.
Ororo yawned as she entered her bathroom. After shedding her clothes, she let the hot water from her shower jolt her awake.
After a few moments, she exited her shower and changed into her training clothes. She pulled on a pair of navy jogging pants that sat low on her hips. She then put on a white sports bra and pulled on a cotton navy zip up jacket that hit just below her bellybutton. Each piece of her clothing fit close to her body...but not too close.
After pulling her hair up into a ponytail, she slipped on her Nike's and headed downstairs.
* * *
The kitchen buzzed with students grabbing and munching on their food. Ororo didn't get past the hallway before a rush of students ran past her out the front doors, gossiping, laughing, and pushing past each other.
"Hey Ro, sleep well?" Logan greeted her from behind his morning paper, sipping his black coffee.
"Hardly", she said dryly.
She reached to the middle of the table and began nibbling on a slice of cantaloupe.
"Hey Ororo", Scott greeted her as he entered the kitchen, accompanied by Jean, who were both geared up in their sweats.
"Good morning Scott", Ororo then gave Logan a knowing look, dreading what Scott was about to say.
"I hope you're all rested up because I want everyone on the dangeroom for some exercises", Scott managed to get all of this out while completely oblivious to the looks of annoyance from the others.
"Aww come on sugah, we jus' got back from a mission. We need a break", Rogue protested as she poked her head in from the other room, earning a smirk from Ororo.
"You know what dey say, mon ami...all work an' no play makes Cyke a dull boy", Remy chimed in as he entered the kitchen, hair comically mussed while rubbing his tired eyes.
"That ain't the only thing", Logan muttered under his breath.
"Hey, hey, hey!!! We need the extra practice, all right. After that we can relax for the rest of the day, ok?!"
"Oh joy", the sarcasm in Logan's voice wasn't lost on Scott.
"When would you like everyone to meet?" Ororo asked Scott, finishing her fruit.
"About 9:00"
"Well I'm going to go for a run. I'll be back before then."
Ororo strode over to the entrance way but was stopped. Remy's arm was blocking her path. Her blue eyes followed the length of his muscular arm, up his neck, past his classic smirk, and settled on his dark eyes. She didn't say a word, but the look of warning in her eyes said it all. Taking the hint, Remy lowered his arm and let her pass.
"Thank you", she mouthed the words seductively with her pouty lips.
'If he wants to play, I'll play' she thought.
"Ooooh", Remy's lips puckered as he mouthed back at her while she walked away. He turned his attention back to the kitchen taking a seat in front of Logan, who narrowed his eyes at him after witnessing the exchange that just took place.
"What?" Remy asked innocently.
Logan gave a low grumble but said nothing, enhancing Remy's delight.
* * *
Ororo began her jog around the grounds surrounding the mansion. Her feet tread against the ground rapidly as she ran, only two miles into her run. Her heart pumped rapidly, her arms swung in rhythm with her step, and her platinum ponytail swung behind her.
Her body began to relax in the cool breeze that made the leaves rustle as it blew through the trees. Her mind felt clear and light for once. She slowed her pace down to a walk and let deep, slow breaths escape her lips.
As Ororo continued to walk, she began to hear the same child-like giggles as she did the night before. She looked around, but knew there was no one there. The giggles gradually became louder and louder, the sounds flooding her ears.
The giggles grew to an eerie laughter, almost cynical and mocking. Ororo covered her ears with her hands hoping to keep out the noises that began to overwhelm her.
"Please....", she willed it to go away, but the laughter remained.
Ororo's head was spinning, the trees around her looked as if they were slightly bending in towards her. She clamped her eyes shut as her heart pounded in her chest.
"Stop it, stop it, STOP IT!!!" she shouted. The noises ceased.
Ororo continued to look around her with tears in her eyes, her heart pounding. She glanced down at her watch, she had thirty minutes till she had to be in the dangeroom. Plenty of time to walk back to the mansion, calm down, and collect her thoughts. She took the cuffs of her jacket and wiped her eyes dry, trying to calm herself and lessen the redness that she knew was in her face.
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Note: Things will pick up in the next chapter: more Logan, Ororo, and Remy, and a little sparring in the dangeroom. I should also mention that this will not be an OC story. This is totally about Ororo and something in her past, and making amends. I don't know how you guys feel about OC stories, but I plan to make a sequel to this w/ the intro of my OC from this story.