Yea, I know all the other little rambles had "Starlight" because that was
my old pen name and I can't be bothered to go changing them all. So now
it's DER, to stand for my new pen name, Dark English Rose.
Rightio, I was going to just have this little interlude as Pietro's thoughts, but then felt like adding in the beginning of the battle too. So here it is, enjoy:
Remy: Chere, you feelin' all right? No pointless little rambles? DER: And what exactly do you call this little conversation? Remy: ah, de pointless rambles saved for Gambit, t'anks a bunch chere. DER: No problem dear. Remy: Can y'write a story 'bout me and my sister after dis? DER: Sis..? Ah yes, Callie, Clarissa LeBeau, the one I made up for the RPs. Of course I can Remy. Remy: T'anks chere. DER: You're welcome, and now onto the disclaimer:
DISCLAIMER: I don't own any of them, damnit.
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Pietro sighed, tapping his fingers on the tabletop while he waited for the others to get ready. -god I'm so bored- he thought -After this stupid fight with the X-geeks I think I'll go see if Remy is moping round that damn hotel room, he'll keep me amused for a while.- he sighed again, glancing up at the stairs -maybe I'll get the fool to buy me another present. I thought older was supposed to mean wiser, but I've has been able to use the Remy, got used to him, like an appliance or something, there for whenever you wanted it-
Finally the other members of the brotherhood came downstairs in their uniforms.
"Come on, Mystique and Magneto are waiting!" snapped Pietro, ushering them out the door and into Lances Jeep.
He couldn't be bothered to wait for their 'glorious leader' so he started it himself and took the wheel, driving at break-neck speed so neither of their superiors could accuse them of being late.
Finally arriving at where they were supposed to be, a forest on the edge of town, Pietro sped off, stopping and having to come back for the rest of the brotherhood who, as always, were lagging behind the speed demon. "Come on come on!" he muttered, urging them to hurry up, he glanced at his watch and relaxed, they were still early, still, the earlier they were, the better impression it made.
"Don't know what you're so worked up about yo, why would we wanna rush into Mags and Mystique telling us we're off to get creamed by the x- geeks again." Muttered Toad
"We're not gonna get creamed this time, we've been practising." Snapped Lance.
"yea, ifanybody'sgettingcreamedtodayistheX-freaks!" Grinned Pietro. None of the brotherhood needed this repeating like they would have done when they first met Pietro, they'd all got used to the speedster's way of talking by now.
They reached the forest clearing they were meeting Magneto and Mystique 5 minutes early, and the two older mutants were already waiting. Magneto said well done for being early, which Pietro beamed at because if it wasn't for him they'd have arrived *much* later.
Magneto explained exactly what they were doing, this was a test, a training thing, to see how well trained the X-men were and what the brotherhood needed to work on.
"Don't push them too much, and don't try and kill anyone." He warned.
"Why not?" Freddy asked him.
"Because if you try and kill them they'll try and kill you, we can sustain a few injuries but I want no deaths to thin our ranks. The X-men won't try and seriously hurt you, just stop you seriously hurting them, we're looking for weak points in their defences, ok? Let's go!"
Magneto and Mystique lead them off through the trees, briefing them on various tactics as they went.
As they neared their chosen battlefield, they noticed the black X-jet touch down at the opposite end and the X-men start to come out, there seemed to be one more than the brotherhood remembered, who was the new guy?
They seemed to automatically line up opposite each other on the field, Pietro scanned the ranks. As he neared the end the normally jumpy and hyperactive boy was still, staring with his mouth open.
Stood there, glaring daggers at him across the field, holding hands with Kurt Wagner, the fuzzy dude of all people! Was none other than Remy.
-How the hell did he end up with the X-men?- thought Pietro, he saw Jean smirk at him and send the mental message; -You're going to pay for what you did to him Maximoff. If I were you I'd avoid him and me, that is, if you want to leave this field alive.-
He couldn't believe what he was hearing, Jean Grey, threatening him? He gave a smug little smirk at both Jean and Remy across the field.
-Who does he t'ink he is, arrogant bastard, I'll wipe dat smirk of his evil little face- thought Remy, staring across at him. Removing his hand from Kurt's, he pulled about four cards, ready to be charged, with one hand and his bo staff with the other.
As if reacting from some invisible signal, both teams suddenly charged and the battle began.
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HA! Take DAT Pietro! *ahem* yes, review please!!!
Rightio, I was going to just have this little interlude as Pietro's thoughts, but then felt like adding in the beginning of the battle too. So here it is, enjoy:
Remy: Chere, you feelin' all right? No pointless little rambles? DER: And what exactly do you call this little conversation? Remy: ah, de pointless rambles saved for Gambit, t'anks a bunch chere. DER: No problem dear. Remy: Can y'write a story 'bout me and my sister after dis? DER: Sis..? Ah yes, Callie, Clarissa LeBeau, the one I made up for the RPs. Of course I can Remy. Remy: T'anks chere. DER: You're welcome, and now onto the disclaimer:
DISCLAIMER: I don't own any of them, damnit.
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Pietro sighed, tapping his fingers on the tabletop while he waited for the others to get ready. -god I'm so bored- he thought -After this stupid fight with the X-geeks I think I'll go see if Remy is moping round that damn hotel room, he'll keep me amused for a while.- he sighed again, glancing up at the stairs -maybe I'll get the fool to buy me another present. I thought older was supposed to mean wiser, but I've has been able to use the Remy, got used to him, like an appliance or something, there for whenever you wanted it-
Finally the other members of the brotherhood came downstairs in their uniforms.
"Come on, Mystique and Magneto are waiting!" snapped Pietro, ushering them out the door and into Lances Jeep.
He couldn't be bothered to wait for their 'glorious leader' so he started it himself and took the wheel, driving at break-neck speed so neither of their superiors could accuse them of being late.
Finally arriving at where they were supposed to be, a forest on the edge of town, Pietro sped off, stopping and having to come back for the rest of the brotherhood who, as always, were lagging behind the speed demon. "Come on come on!" he muttered, urging them to hurry up, he glanced at his watch and relaxed, they were still early, still, the earlier they were, the better impression it made.
"Don't know what you're so worked up about yo, why would we wanna rush into Mags and Mystique telling us we're off to get creamed by the x- geeks again." Muttered Toad
"We're not gonna get creamed this time, we've been practising." Snapped Lance.
"yea, ifanybody'sgettingcreamedtodayistheX-freaks!" Grinned Pietro. None of the brotherhood needed this repeating like they would have done when they first met Pietro, they'd all got used to the speedster's way of talking by now.
They reached the forest clearing they were meeting Magneto and Mystique 5 minutes early, and the two older mutants were already waiting. Magneto said well done for being early, which Pietro beamed at because if it wasn't for him they'd have arrived *much* later.
Magneto explained exactly what they were doing, this was a test, a training thing, to see how well trained the X-men were and what the brotherhood needed to work on.
"Don't push them too much, and don't try and kill anyone." He warned.
"Why not?" Freddy asked him.
"Because if you try and kill them they'll try and kill you, we can sustain a few injuries but I want no deaths to thin our ranks. The X-men won't try and seriously hurt you, just stop you seriously hurting them, we're looking for weak points in their defences, ok? Let's go!"
Magneto and Mystique lead them off through the trees, briefing them on various tactics as they went.
As they neared their chosen battlefield, they noticed the black X-jet touch down at the opposite end and the X-men start to come out, there seemed to be one more than the brotherhood remembered, who was the new guy?
They seemed to automatically line up opposite each other on the field, Pietro scanned the ranks. As he neared the end the normally jumpy and hyperactive boy was still, staring with his mouth open.
Stood there, glaring daggers at him across the field, holding hands with Kurt Wagner, the fuzzy dude of all people! Was none other than Remy.
-How the hell did he end up with the X-men?- thought Pietro, he saw Jean smirk at him and send the mental message; -You're going to pay for what you did to him Maximoff. If I were you I'd avoid him and me, that is, if you want to leave this field alive.-
He couldn't believe what he was hearing, Jean Grey, threatening him? He gave a smug little smirk at both Jean and Remy across the field.
-Who does he t'ink he is, arrogant bastard, I'll wipe dat smirk of his evil little face- thought Remy, staring across at him. Removing his hand from Kurt's, he pulled about four cards, ready to be charged, with one hand and his bo staff with the other.
As if reacting from some invisible signal, both teams suddenly charged and the battle began.
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HA! Take DAT Pietro! *ahem* yes, review please!!!