I listen telepathically to what kitty's telling me about the contents of this disk whilst trying to concentrate on Ebony and what she's telling me as well. Ebony tell me that most of what I should know is on the disk that she doesn't want to tell me herself that it's easier this way, and I believe her. By the sound of what kitty is telling me her experience most have been at least as distressing as Logan's if not more. She tells me about weapon x, about who they are. She say there are other people in here or that we've met that were members of that team, just as kitty say there were pictures of wolverine and Sabretooth in the files.
Speak of the devil Wolverine walks in with his usually attitude, stops short and raises his eyebrows. "Party in the infirmary again?" he grunts. He glances over as Ebony gives a short scream and scrambles back across her bed to back up against the wall, cowering. "And what the hell is up with that kid?" he asked, jerking a thumb in the "kid's" direction.
I send out a gentle telepathic probe towards Ebony, gently disconnecting from kitty, but jean gets there first, ah the impetuousness of youth. "Apparently you" she sighs in an exasperated tone of voice, crossing her arms and turning to stare at Logan
"WHAT?" Logan splutters indignant "I don't even know the kid, why the hell she scared of me?"
"Stop that Logan and ski-dadle" Jean says severely. I surpress a chuckle, my little protégé, jean has always been my favorite, I know that's a terrible thing to say, I know I shouldn't make favorites, but she and Ororo are similar in one respect, motherhood, when jean gets a patient she acts like a disgruntled mother hen to anyone who disturbs them.
"BUT"
"Your distressing my patient now come on let go outside and I'll explain it to your" jean says through clenched teeth as she grabs his huge hand and heads pulls him towards the door
"Oh all right, but someone better tell me what the hells going on!" he gives in, but it doesn't take a telepath to see the only reason he's complying is because it's jean. The two of them exit and murmured conversation can be heard through the walls, getting quieter and quieter as the move off.
"Ebony" I say kindly, probing her mind gently to find the cause of this outburst "Ebony, I assure you wolverine will not hurt you, he is no longer under the control of these people, he knows what he's doing now, and I'm sure despite his attitude that he would never hurt a student of our school" I offer. I'm surprised to see bobby leaning over her and soothing her, stroking her hair,
Bobby? Stroking a girl's hair in public? Will wonders never cease?
Speak of the devil Wolverine walks in with his usually attitude, stops short and raises his eyebrows. "Party in the infirmary again?" he grunts. He glances over as Ebony gives a short scream and scrambles back across her bed to back up against the wall, cowering. "And what the hell is up with that kid?" he asked, jerking a thumb in the "kid's" direction.
I send out a gentle telepathic probe towards Ebony, gently disconnecting from kitty, but jean gets there first, ah the impetuousness of youth. "Apparently you" she sighs in an exasperated tone of voice, crossing her arms and turning to stare at Logan
"WHAT?" Logan splutters indignant "I don't even know the kid, why the hell she scared of me?"
"Stop that Logan and ski-dadle" Jean says severely. I surpress a chuckle, my little protégé, jean has always been my favorite, I know that's a terrible thing to say, I know I shouldn't make favorites, but she and Ororo are similar in one respect, motherhood, when jean gets a patient she acts like a disgruntled mother hen to anyone who disturbs them.
"BUT"
"Your distressing my patient now come on let go outside and I'll explain it to your" jean says through clenched teeth as she grabs his huge hand and heads pulls him towards the door
"Oh all right, but someone better tell me what the hells going on!" he gives in, but it doesn't take a telepath to see the only reason he's complying is because it's jean. The two of them exit and murmured conversation can be heard through the walls, getting quieter and quieter as the move off.
"Ebony" I say kindly, probing her mind gently to find the cause of this outburst "Ebony, I assure you wolverine will not hurt you, he is no longer under the control of these people, he knows what he's doing now, and I'm sure despite his attitude that he would never hurt a student of our school" I offer. I'm surprised to see bobby leaning over her and soothing her, stroking her hair,
Bobby? Stroking a girl's hair in public? Will wonders never cease?
