5:00 AM
Emma woke, for no apparent reason. She squinted at her alarm clock, groaned and went back to sleep.
6:03 AM
Her alarm clock was painfully bright in Emma's dark room. She squinted at it and wondered why she'd woken up. Her alarm wasn't set to go off for another seven minutes. Sighing, she reached out and turned it off.
She sighed again and went to have a shower. Training started in half an hour.
Emma didn't have to get up so early. She *could* have a later training session while the kids were at school, but that would involve being alone with Logan. Not something she wanted to do. //And besides... I have to *drive* them this morning.//
Driving a mini-van full of teenagers to school, much less mutant teenagers, was her idea of hell. But this week was her turn, and Storm deserved the break. As she was getting into her uniform, Emma looked outside.
"Oh great."
It had snowed overnight. It had snowed *heavily* overnight. She turned her alarm clock onto the radio and listened for a while. Snow Day.
She didn't know which was worse. Driving a bunch of teens to school or having them run around the house all day.
The session in the danger room left Emma sore and in need of another shower. Afterwards, dressed in jeans and a sweater, she made her way down to the kitchen for her morning fix of caffeine. She flicked on the television as she walked to the machine, praising the person who invented the timer on said machines.
She held the cup and let the warmth soothe her aching hands. Due to the fact that her power was concentrated in her hands, long periods of using her ability caused her some muscular ache.
Emma sat and looked up at the screen. The newscaster was reading out the weather, further confirming that fact that it was a Snow Day. When she finished, the screen changed to show a mountainside, where it looked like a landslide had recently occurred. The caption read, "Buchanan County, Virginia."
She listened for a while. The landslide had trapped approximately yen miners inside the mine. The authorities didn't know whether they were alive or dead, but they couldn't get in to check. The mine was far too unstable.
Emma heard the whirr or her uncle's approach.
"Charles, did you see this?"
"Yes, I'm assembling a team. We have to go and help them."
Emma woke, for no apparent reason. She squinted at her alarm clock, groaned and went back to sleep.
6:03 AM
Her alarm clock was painfully bright in Emma's dark room. She squinted at it and wondered why she'd woken up. Her alarm wasn't set to go off for another seven minutes. Sighing, she reached out and turned it off.
She sighed again and went to have a shower. Training started in half an hour.
Emma didn't have to get up so early. She *could* have a later training session while the kids were at school, but that would involve being alone with Logan. Not something she wanted to do. //And besides... I have to *drive* them this morning.//
Driving a mini-van full of teenagers to school, much less mutant teenagers, was her idea of hell. But this week was her turn, and Storm deserved the break. As she was getting into her uniform, Emma looked outside.
"Oh great."
It had snowed overnight. It had snowed *heavily* overnight. She turned her alarm clock onto the radio and listened for a while. Snow Day.
She didn't know which was worse. Driving a bunch of teens to school or having them run around the house all day.
The session in the danger room left Emma sore and in need of another shower. Afterwards, dressed in jeans and a sweater, she made her way down to the kitchen for her morning fix of caffeine. She flicked on the television as she walked to the machine, praising the person who invented the timer on said machines.
She held the cup and let the warmth soothe her aching hands. Due to the fact that her power was concentrated in her hands, long periods of using her ability caused her some muscular ache.
Emma sat and looked up at the screen. The newscaster was reading out the weather, further confirming that fact that it was a Snow Day. When she finished, the screen changed to show a mountainside, where it looked like a landslide had recently occurred. The caption read, "Buchanan County, Virginia."
She listened for a while. The landslide had trapped approximately yen miners inside the mine. The authorities didn't know whether they were alive or dead, but they couldn't get in to check. The mine was far too unstable.
Emma heard the whirr or her uncle's approach.
"Charles, did you see this?"
"Yes, I'm assembling a team. We have to go and help them."