Disclaimer: All I own is Salla and Siannagh. And my marbles. By the way, has anyone seen them? I seem to have lost them…*giggle*
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"I think, one day, I shall go insane," Xavier announced, as Logan advanced threateningly upon him. "What is it, Logan? Where is Mystique? I felt her presence in the building, but resolved not to interfere."
"Good plan," he nodded. He looked distinctly disgruntled. "Mystique stayed here as a little girl. I don't know what she was doing here but something tells me it wasn't just for the food she swiped."
"She must have seen Siannagh."
"That's what I thought," he nodded. "Maybe I should check if the new girl is alright."
"No, Logan, that is not a good idea," Xavier said quickly. "I sent Rogue to talk to her, but she will not be ready to see you."
A sigh rattled Logan's adamantium-framed chest. "I was actually having a good week before this happened. Now I find out some young girl thinks I'm the father to her child, when actually it's a blue slapper who has had far too many affairs in her time."
"You way with words astounds me."
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Siannagh sat cowering in the corner, staring constantly at the door. Things were so strange here. Sure, it was better than being locked in a basement freezing cold and so hungry it had often felt her stomach had taken to feasting on itself, but now she was out she could go anywhere, she reasoned.
Suddenly, she had made up her mind. Her things were not yet properly unpacked, so all she had to do was scoop the remaining items back into a small bag. She brushed Salla's hair around her face to attempt to hide the dark black stripes on her cheekbones, and reached from some scissors to cut a long fringe to hide the horn on her brow. Once she had found her shoes and bright green coat she had borrowed off of someone in the mansion whose name evaded her, she made to leave.
She didn't get past the door. Rogue passed her in the corridor. She was just about to leave for school. She looked up at Siannagh, who quailed and began to walks swiftly out of the door.
"Siannagh, where are you going?" Rogue asked, instantly calling Xavier in her mind. "What are you doing?"
"She doesn't want any siblings," said Siannagh, bundling Salla up closer to her. She adjusted the bag on her back as it started to slip. "I told you to stay away."
"No you didn't," replied Rogue. She looked utterly bemused. "What are you talking about? Ah haven't seen you since-"
"This morning."
"No," she said with a shake of her head. "Ah haven't seen you since last night."
This stunned Siannagh a bit, luckily long enough for Xavier to arrive. "Siannagh! Where are you going?"
"What is this, a prison?" she asked, but found she was unwilling to walk any further. "Why do you lot keep trying to stop me? I want to leave."
"That of course is fine," said Xavier, "but we would be very much obliged if you could tell us a motive."
"I don't want to be here, you're all to strange."
"Ah like her new haircut," Rogue commented, pointing at Salla whose face was smeared with silent tears, unseen to Siannagh who had all her attention focused on Xavier.
"Rogue, did you tell her?" asked Xavier. "Like I asked?"
"You didn't ask me anything…" frowned Rogue, her voice drifting as she tried to remember anything. "Not that I remember, anyway. Ah've been in the shower all morning. Can Ah leave for school yet?"
"Sorry Rogue, but we need to talk to you," he replied. "Come to my office. Please, Siannagh."
With the slightest of hesitations, she nodded.
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They all sat in silence for a moment or two as each of them waited for the other to speak. Rogue was fiddling with her gloves, Siannagh was holding Salla in a scarily protective grip and Xavier was thinking deeply. Eventually, Rogue broke the silence.
"Ah'm not usually in a rush to get to school, but…"
"I know, Rogue," interrupted Xavier, looking up to meet her eye contact with a steady gaze. "I'm sorry. Siannagh, did Rogue visit you earlier?"
"Yes," she confirmed. "She said it wasn't Logan, it was Mystique."
"Rogue," he said, turning to the Goth girl who was looking befuddled. "Did you visit Siannagh ealier and tell her this?"
"No," she said, the confusion on her face increasing. "Ah was in the shower."
"It seems we have discovered the reason Mystique was in the building this morning," he commented, watching Siannagh for a reaction, but there was none. "She must have shown herself as Rogue."
"Mystique is a complete bitch," spat Rogue, her cheeks red. "If Ah ever set eyes on her again, Ah swear Ah'll-"
"Rogue."
"Sorry Professor."
"Siannagh, I apologise for anything that Mystique may have said to you," Xavier said, his voice dripping with concern. "I will be more careful in the future. And Rogue, why do you smell of alchohol?"
Rogue cleared her throat and swiftly left the room, making the excuse that she had to get to school. Xavier couldn't help it. He grinned.
Siannagh, however, didn't.
"I don't think I'll cope here," she said. "I see the man who…who…fathered my child, then find out he didn't father her but a woman in his body did who already has numerous children…"
"Would you like me to find Mystique for you?"
"Not a chance," she growled. "I'll find her for myself."
With that, she was gone.
---------o(O)o---------
"I think, one day, I shall go insane," Xavier announced, as Logan advanced threateningly upon him. "What is it, Logan? Where is Mystique? I felt her presence in the building, but resolved not to interfere."
"Good plan," he nodded. He looked distinctly disgruntled. "Mystique stayed here as a little girl. I don't know what she was doing here but something tells me it wasn't just for the food she swiped."
"She must have seen Siannagh."
"That's what I thought," he nodded. "Maybe I should check if the new girl is alright."
"No, Logan, that is not a good idea," Xavier said quickly. "I sent Rogue to talk to her, but she will not be ready to see you."
A sigh rattled Logan's adamantium-framed chest. "I was actually having a good week before this happened. Now I find out some young girl thinks I'm the father to her child, when actually it's a blue slapper who has had far too many affairs in her time."
"You way with words astounds me."
---------o(O)o---------
Siannagh sat cowering in the corner, staring constantly at the door. Things were so strange here. Sure, it was better than being locked in a basement freezing cold and so hungry it had often felt her stomach had taken to feasting on itself, but now she was out she could go anywhere, she reasoned.
Suddenly, she had made up her mind. Her things were not yet properly unpacked, so all she had to do was scoop the remaining items back into a small bag. She brushed Salla's hair around her face to attempt to hide the dark black stripes on her cheekbones, and reached from some scissors to cut a long fringe to hide the horn on her brow. Once she had found her shoes and bright green coat she had borrowed off of someone in the mansion whose name evaded her, she made to leave.
She didn't get past the door. Rogue passed her in the corridor. She was just about to leave for school. She looked up at Siannagh, who quailed and began to walks swiftly out of the door.
"Siannagh, where are you going?" Rogue asked, instantly calling Xavier in her mind. "What are you doing?"
"She doesn't want any siblings," said Siannagh, bundling Salla up closer to her. She adjusted the bag on her back as it started to slip. "I told you to stay away."
"No you didn't," replied Rogue. She looked utterly bemused. "What are you talking about? Ah haven't seen you since-"
"This morning."
"No," she said with a shake of her head. "Ah haven't seen you since last night."
This stunned Siannagh a bit, luckily long enough for Xavier to arrive. "Siannagh! Where are you going?"
"What is this, a prison?" she asked, but found she was unwilling to walk any further. "Why do you lot keep trying to stop me? I want to leave."
"That of course is fine," said Xavier, "but we would be very much obliged if you could tell us a motive."
"I don't want to be here, you're all to strange."
"Ah like her new haircut," Rogue commented, pointing at Salla whose face was smeared with silent tears, unseen to Siannagh who had all her attention focused on Xavier.
"Rogue, did you tell her?" asked Xavier. "Like I asked?"
"You didn't ask me anything…" frowned Rogue, her voice drifting as she tried to remember anything. "Not that I remember, anyway. Ah've been in the shower all morning. Can Ah leave for school yet?"
"Sorry Rogue, but we need to talk to you," he replied. "Come to my office. Please, Siannagh."
With the slightest of hesitations, she nodded.
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They all sat in silence for a moment or two as each of them waited for the other to speak. Rogue was fiddling with her gloves, Siannagh was holding Salla in a scarily protective grip and Xavier was thinking deeply. Eventually, Rogue broke the silence.
"Ah'm not usually in a rush to get to school, but…"
"I know, Rogue," interrupted Xavier, looking up to meet her eye contact with a steady gaze. "I'm sorry. Siannagh, did Rogue visit you earlier?"
"Yes," she confirmed. "She said it wasn't Logan, it was Mystique."
"Rogue," he said, turning to the Goth girl who was looking befuddled. "Did you visit Siannagh ealier and tell her this?"
"No," she said, the confusion on her face increasing. "Ah was in the shower."
"It seems we have discovered the reason Mystique was in the building this morning," he commented, watching Siannagh for a reaction, but there was none. "She must have shown herself as Rogue."
"Mystique is a complete bitch," spat Rogue, her cheeks red. "If Ah ever set eyes on her again, Ah swear Ah'll-"
"Rogue."
"Sorry Professor."
"Siannagh, I apologise for anything that Mystique may have said to you," Xavier said, his voice dripping with concern. "I will be more careful in the future. And Rogue, why do you smell of alchohol?"
Rogue cleared her throat and swiftly left the room, making the excuse that she had to get to school. Xavier couldn't help it. He grinned.
Siannagh, however, didn't.
"I don't think I'll cope here," she said. "I see the man who…who…fathered my child, then find out he didn't father her but a woman in his body did who already has numerous children…"
"Would you like me to find Mystique for you?"
"Not a chance," she growled. "I'll find her for myself."
With that, she was gone.
