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"Oh dear?...That's the best you can say fuzzball? I can't even remember my birthday, and you say 'Oh dear?" she was screaming at this point.
"Please," the Professor began, "calm down. Screaming about it will not change matters."
She sighed, "I know, but everything's a big blank. I don't remember anything before I met you people."
"I understand it must be frustrating for you and if you will allow me, I want to work with you to help you remember."
She stared at him, "You can do that?"
"Myself and a few others. We actually have a member of the staff who is in the same situation. He has no memory of his life up to a certain point. He doesn't know where he came from and has no memory of his family and friends before that point. I think it may be beneficial for both of you to work together."
"Professor," Beast started, "you're not actually considering pairing her with...?"
"Yes, Hank, I am," he smiled. "I think she and Logan would get along famously."
'Logan,' she thought, 'what's so bad about him?' She remembered the look of panic on the doctor's face and the mischevious smile the professor had shown her. She could hear voices outside the room.
"Logan, I do not understand why you object to this so much. How is she any different from the other students?"
"First of all, Chuck," the voice was new to her, "I'm up to my eyeballs in kids already. Second, nobody knows anything about her." She really hated it when people talked about her as if she wasn't nearby, so aggravating really. "Third, you have no idea how well we'll get along, she's injured and I don't want to risk hurting her anymore than she already is."
"I understand your concerns, Logan, but I see many of your personality traits in her. She is the same type of attack first and ask questions later person you are. I presume you heard what happened in here this morning?"
"Yeah, I heard. If she's like me, then y' definitely don't wanna be stickin' us together, we'll end up tearin at each other most of the time."
"I very much doubt that. Just give it a try and if you two cannot get along, then I will pair her with someone else, but right now, she needs a mentor and a teacher and you are the best candidate."
"Why do I always get stuck with the frails?"
She heard footsteps approaching. What she saw surprised her. It was a short, hairy man that looked like some lowdown pool shark. At least she could remember stereotypes.
"You must be Logan."
"That'd be me."
She looked at him hard. "I don't see why everyone's so worried, you don't look like you'd be much trouble to anyone...except maybe a midget."
He raised an eyebrow and stepped closer. He leaned in until he was about two inches from her face. "Looks can be deceiving kid."
She grabbed him by the shirt collar and pulled him in closer, "Don't...call...me...kid." She let him go with a shove.
To her surprise, he leaned back and started to laugh. "Alright, girl, you win. Then what would ya like me to call ya?"
She paused for a moment, trying to remember a name that she had been called or maybe would have used. "Donnie," she finally replied, "I think somebody I really cared about used to go by that."
His face softened. "Alright, Donnie it is. I think the Prof. was right, you and me are gonna get along just fine."
Beast smiled at the exchange between Logan and the mutant now known as Donnie. For a moment he had been very worried that Logan would snap, but to his surprise, he took very well to the young woman. He turned around to get back to his work as Rogue walked in.
"Ah, Rogue, I thought you might stop by. Our guest is quite anxious to thank you for saving her life."
She nodded, "In a minute, Beast. Ah came by t' see if you had any news yet."
"Not much I'm afraid. I have, however, determined that your mutation is indeed changing. To what, I can't be sure of right now. I'm going to run some tests with some various mutant samples to see how your powers react with them. I should be able to determine what your powers are becoming from the results."
She sighed, "thanks, Beast. Ah think Ah'll go visit our guest now."
Beast nodded. She had such a troubled life. He thought he had it bad, being blue and furry, but he could not imagine life without being able to touch.
"How ya doin' Sugah?"
"Alright, I suppose, alot better than I would be if you hadn't caught me."
Logan stood up, "I'll let you two talk."
When he left, Donnie spoke again, "I'd really like to thank you. I don't know how you did it, but thank you."
Rogue nodded and sat on the edge of the bed, "It's all in the job description." To her amazement, the girl leaned in to hug her and she braced herself for the pain, but it never came. She went rigid in shock as she realized the girl's skin was touching hers. She jerked back to see the young woman staring back, confused.
"How the hell?"
"How, what? It's just a hug, lots of people hug, right?"
"No, it's not that, Ah can't absorb anythin' from you!"
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Yes, a cliff hanger, I know, I'm sorry (Not really). So go review and I'll think about posting more on Saturday. Heh, just kidding, but go review anyways. Oh, and if you're starting to figure things out, keep it to yourself, I don't want you to spoil it for the rest.
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"Oh dear?...That's the best you can say fuzzball? I can't even remember my birthday, and you say 'Oh dear?" she was screaming at this point.
"Please," the Professor began, "calm down. Screaming about it will not change matters."
She sighed, "I know, but everything's a big blank. I don't remember anything before I met you people."
"I understand it must be frustrating for you and if you will allow me, I want to work with you to help you remember."
She stared at him, "You can do that?"
"Myself and a few others. We actually have a member of the staff who is in the same situation. He has no memory of his life up to a certain point. He doesn't know where he came from and has no memory of his family and friends before that point. I think it may be beneficial for both of you to work together."
"Professor," Beast started, "you're not actually considering pairing her with...?"
"Yes, Hank, I am," he smiled. "I think she and Logan would get along famously."
'Logan,' she thought, 'what's so bad about him?' She remembered the look of panic on the doctor's face and the mischevious smile the professor had shown her. She could hear voices outside the room.
"Logan, I do not understand why you object to this so much. How is she any different from the other students?"
"First of all, Chuck," the voice was new to her, "I'm up to my eyeballs in kids already. Second, nobody knows anything about her." She really hated it when people talked about her as if she wasn't nearby, so aggravating really. "Third, you have no idea how well we'll get along, she's injured and I don't want to risk hurting her anymore than she already is."
"I understand your concerns, Logan, but I see many of your personality traits in her. She is the same type of attack first and ask questions later person you are. I presume you heard what happened in here this morning?"
"Yeah, I heard. If she's like me, then y' definitely don't wanna be stickin' us together, we'll end up tearin at each other most of the time."
"I very much doubt that. Just give it a try and if you two cannot get along, then I will pair her with someone else, but right now, she needs a mentor and a teacher and you are the best candidate."
"Why do I always get stuck with the frails?"
She heard footsteps approaching. What she saw surprised her. It was a short, hairy man that looked like some lowdown pool shark. At least she could remember stereotypes.
"You must be Logan."
"That'd be me."
She looked at him hard. "I don't see why everyone's so worried, you don't look like you'd be much trouble to anyone...except maybe a midget."
He raised an eyebrow and stepped closer. He leaned in until he was about two inches from her face. "Looks can be deceiving kid."
She grabbed him by the shirt collar and pulled him in closer, "Don't...call...me...kid." She let him go with a shove.
To her surprise, he leaned back and started to laugh. "Alright, girl, you win. Then what would ya like me to call ya?"
She paused for a moment, trying to remember a name that she had been called or maybe would have used. "Donnie," she finally replied, "I think somebody I really cared about used to go by that."
His face softened. "Alright, Donnie it is. I think the Prof. was right, you and me are gonna get along just fine."
Beast smiled at the exchange between Logan and the mutant now known as Donnie. For a moment he had been very worried that Logan would snap, but to his surprise, he took very well to the young woman. He turned around to get back to his work as Rogue walked in.
"Ah, Rogue, I thought you might stop by. Our guest is quite anxious to thank you for saving her life."
She nodded, "In a minute, Beast. Ah came by t' see if you had any news yet."
"Not much I'm afraid. I have, however, determined that your mutation is indeed changing. To what, I can't be sure of right now. I'm going to run some tests with some various mutant samples to see how your powers react with them. I should be able to determine what your powers are becoming from the results."
She sighed, "thanks, Beast. Ah think Ah'll go visit our guest now."
Beast nodded. She had such a troubled life. He thought he had it bad, being blue and furry, but he could not imagine life without being able to touch.
"How ya doin' Sugah?"
"Alright, I suppose, alot better than I would be if you hadn't caught me."
Logan stood up, "I'll let you two talk."
When he left, Donnie spoke again, "I'd really like to thank you. I don't know how you did it, but thank you."
Rogue nodded and sat on the edge of the bed, "It's all in the job description." To her amazement, the girl leaned in to hug her and she braced herself for the pain, but it never came. She went rigid in shock as she realized the girl's skin was touching hers. She jerked back to see the young woman staring back, confused.
"How the hell?"
"How, what? It's just a hug, lots of people hug, right?"
"No, it's not that, Ah can't absorb anythin' from you!"
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Yes, a cliff hanger, I know, I'm sorry (Not really). So go review and I'll think about posting more on Saturday. Heh, just kidding, but go review anyways. Oh, and if you're starting to figure things out, keep it to yourself, I don't want you to spoil it for the rest.