Tourniquet by Evanescence
Requel did not take classes and she didn't admit she was a mutant. No one could figure out what her power was and only a few believed she was even a mutant.
In the past few days, Logan had become more open with her now that she knew what he was protecting. A lot more of what was really bugging him came out. The fact that they shared a common person they detested and that they were both outsiders helped them find comfort in each other, though still in the distant way people who have been hurt before do.
Also, Requel had two sources of information now that Syren was visiting her room often. Mostly, they quietly read the magazines she brought in or listened to music but sometimes Syren would talk and Requel would listen. Requel knew of Syren's power before she realized the school was filled with mutants and looked at her differently after learning of the fact. Still, she never really talked about her power.
The rest seemed busy and occupied. They talked pf anti-mutant riots and desecration to mutant homes. Mutants were now going underground while the non-mutants banded into groups. It all confused Requel though it wasn't like she was able to get all the facts and pick a side; the 'X-men' always kept an eye on her and hushed the information passed to each of them. They didn't realize all the things she was catching.
She was in the kitchen, now getting her meals herself, when she was eavesdropping again, though they weren't doing to o good a job keeping their voices down.
"We haven't found anything. I don't think there's going to be an attack. I don't know about her, Logan."
"Well, I do." Logan's harsh comeback contrasted with Scott's calm manner. "Why don't you stop blaming her and realize there's always a chance of an attack."
"No one knows where the school is, how would they attack us?" There was a pause. "We haven't been seeing anything; no sign, no people, nothing."
"Why are you telling me this?"
Another pause. She could imagine Scott smiling. "Because you're the next watch tonight."
Requel could hear Scott walk away while Loan came into the kitchen. She shit the refrigerator door, making Logan look up. "Can't you make just some noise?" She stayed silent, watching him, as an answer.
"Yeah, well, you're watching with me." Logan knew she heard it along with almost everything else. He noticed the way she looked at him knowingly when he talked about something she shouldn't have known.
She just shrugged her shoulder. It wasn't like she was getting the best of sleep in this strange place. That one day of finding the place filled with mutants wasn't the strangest of things to be seen.
She listened to all the different conversations around the mansion; the school was busy in the afternoon but most were in the dining room eating lunch. It was hard blocking out all the activity so she just accepted it now. She almost missed the bag of potato chips Logan threw to her. He knew she loved potato chips even if she hated the addiction to it.
Among the dull roar of the dining room, Requel heard a distant crackling and it broke her curiosity. Logan watched her as she started to walk, then ran down the hallway connecting the kitchen with the back of the mansion. It was when she ran that he followed, passing Rogue who was putting her dishes in the kitchen.
Requel did not take classes and she didn't admit she was a mutant. No one could figure out what her power was and only a few believed she was even a mutant.
In the past few days, Logan had become more open with her now that she knew what he was protecting. A lot more of what was really bugging him came out. The fact that they shared a common person they detested and that they were both outsiders helped them find comfort in each other, though still in the distant way people who have been hurt before do.
Also, Requel had two sources of information now that Syren was visiting her room often. Mostly, they quietly read the magazines she brought in or listened to music but sometimes Syren would talk and Requel would listen. Requel knew of Syren's power before she realized the school was filled with mutants and looked at her differently after learning of the fact. Still, she never really talked about her power.
The rest seemed busy and occupied. They talked pf anti-mutant riots and desecration to mutant homes. Mutants were now going underground while the non-mutants banded into groups. It all confused Requel though it wasn't like she was able to get all the facts and pick a side; the 'X-men' always kept an eye on her and hushed the information passed to each of them. They didn't realize all the things she was catching.
She was in the kitchen, now getting her meals herself, when she was eavesdropping again, though they weren't doing to o good a job keeping their voices down.
"We haven't found anything. I don't think there's going to be an attack. I don't know about her, Logan."
"Well, I do." Logan's harsh comeback contrasted with Scott's calm manner. "Why don't you stop blaming her and realize there's always a chance of an attack."
"No one knows where the school is, how would they attack us?" There was a pause. "We haven't been seeing anything; no sign, no people, nothing."
"Why are you telling me this?"
Another pause. She could imagine Scott smiling. "Because you're the next watch tonight."
Requel could hear Scott walk away while Loan came into the kitchen. She shit the refrigerator door, making Logan look up. "Can't you make just some noise?" She stayed silent, watching him, as an answer.
"Yeah, well, you're watching with me." Logan knew she heard it along with almost everything else. He noticed the way she looked at him knowingly when he talked about something she shouldn't have known.
She just shrugged her shoulder. It wasn't like she was getting the best of sleep in this strange place. That one day of finding the place filled with mutants wasn't the strangest of things to be seen.
She listened to all the different conversations around the mansion; the school was busy in the afternoon but most were in the dining room eating lunch. It was hard blocking out all the activity so she just accepted it now. She almost missed the bag of potato chips Logan threw to her. He knew she loved potato chips even if she hated the addiction to it.
Among the dull roar of the dining room, Requel heard a distant crackling and it broke her curiosity. Logan watched her as she started to walk, then ran down the hallway connecting the kitchen with the back of the mansion. It was when she ran that he followed, passing Rogue who was putting her dishes in the kitchen.