When they got back to the mansion it was late but one light was still on.
"The professor's still up"
"He must have known we were coming"
"Who's the professor?" Gemma asked curiously, she'd quit babbling in French now and they'd manage to learn that she and gambit had been talking about France and in particular how beautiful the capital was.
"He owns this place," bobby said, leaning forward to prop his arms on the back of her seat he was sitting behind her, Gemma tilted her head up so she could look at him while he talked.
"It's a school where mutants can learn to control their powers, but that's just a front, though wwe do want to educate mutants so they can blend in, and a lot of them with less obvious powers that are easy to hide do go on to lead perfectly normal lives, some of us become x men."
"The x men," storm took over " are a team Xavier created to defend humans against mutant terrorists who think they can win the humans over by violence"
"Like magneto and the brotherhood?" Gemma asked, she'd always followed mutant activity with great interest, but not that much fear, she'd always thought that they had to be like humans, some were evil, some were good, most hovered somewhere in the middle, the bad guys just got more press coverage.
"Yeah like those idiots" bobby replied
"I'm in, if you'll have me, not like I've got anywhere else to go."
"You could go home" Logan said, he hadn't spoken all trick
"Nah, my parents hate mutants"
"They wouldn't have to find out"
"They would, plus then I'd have to face Mathew, which is the last thing I want to do" Gemma looked down at her feet "And I don't want my parents to know, I don't want them to think they're "little angel" is one of the bad guys, they've got my supermodel sister, they'll survive,
"Your sister's a supermodel?"
"nah she'd like to be but she just models for covers to teen magazines and Naf-Naf shopping catalogues my parents disapprove but they'll get over it"
"How are you gonna explain that you didn't come back from you vacation?"
There was a pause, Gemma was still staring at her feet, finally she said "I don't know"
The car jerked to a stop m they'd come to the end of the drive.
Bobby touched Gemma's shoulder lightly, she turned to look at him, his hand still lingering on her shoulder "I'm sure the professor will think of something"
She smiled up at him, an innocent smile, full off hope. "You think so?"
He smiled back "I know so," he took his hand off her shoulder with a trace of regret.
"The professor's still up"
"He must have known we were coming"
"Who's the professor?" Gemma asked curiously, she'd quit babbling in French now and they'd manage to learn that she and gambit had been talking about France and in particular how beautiful the capital was.
"He owns this place," bobby said, leaning forward to prop his arms on the back of her seat he was sitting behind her, Gemma tilted her head up so she could look at him while he talked.
"It's a school where mutants can learn to control their powers, but that's just a front, though wwe do want to educate mutants so they can blend in, and a lot of them with less obvious powers that are easy to hide do go on to lead perfectly normal lives, some of us become x men."
"The x men," storm took over " are a team Xavier created to defend humans against mutant terrorists who think they can win the humans over by violence"
"Like magneto and the brotherhood?" Gemma asked, she'd always followed mutant activity with great interest, but not that much fear, she'd always thought that they had to be like humans, some were evil, some were good, most hovered somewhere in the middle, the bad guys just got more press coverage.
"Yeah like those idiots" bobby replied
"I'm in, if you'll have me, not like I've got anywhere else to go."
"You could go home" Logan said, he hadn't spoken all trick
"Nah, my parents hate mutants"
"They wouldn't have to find out"
"They would, plus then I'd have to face Mathew, which is the last thing I want to do" Gemma looked down at her feet "And I don't want my parents to know, I don't want them to think they're "little angel" is one of the bad guys, they've got my supermodel sister, they'll survive,
"Your sister's a supermodel?"
"nah she'd like to be but she just models for covers to teen magazines and Naf-Naf shopping catalogues my parents disapprove but they'll get over it"
"How are you gonna explain that you didn't come back from you vacation?"
There was a pause, Gemma was still staring at her feet, finally she said "I don't know"
The car jerked to a stop m they'd come to the end of the drive.
Bobby touched Gemma's shoulder lightly, she turned to look at him, his hand still lingering on her shoulder "I'm sure the professor will think of something"
She smiled up at him, an innocent smile, full off hope. "You think so?"
He smiled back "I know so," he took his hand off her shoulder with a trace of regret.
