The Funeral Chapter 9
Note: Sorry it took me so long but I put something to at least hold over until I get back from holiday.
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David sat in the corner and waited for Marie to be alone so that he could talk to her. He saw the man she was with get up and go to the restroom, and was about to go talk to her when the brunette sat down and started to talk to her. He took two steps and he faltered at the third step and returned to his corner.
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Logan had stepped outside and was waiting for the Professor; at least that was what he told Mare. In reality he needed to get away from all the people and smoke a stogie. He let lose a satisfied sigh as he inhaled the smoke and flavor of the cigar. His mind got to wandering about what he was doing here. He had said that he would go with her as protection incase any body got any smart ideas and attack her. But then the other two retards decided to go with her, mainly out of self-preservation from Storm.
But he couldn't for the life of him explain his behavior. He had never been affectionate with anybody so freely or openly in public. He didn't know if it was good thing or a bad thing, if she could make him behave like that with out thought, then anybody could catch him off guard. People like Sabertooth and Magneto and anybody else that wanted a fight with him or that damn thing that is popping up all of the place, purity control.
Logan had taken another drag of his cigar when he heard the footsteps. The belonged to a woman and he could smell the expensive perfume and hairspray. "What ya want." He demanded his voice turning cold. He felt her move to stand beside him; he felt his aggravation with her rise. "I was wandering what you are doing out here, Mr.....?" Meredith let the last piece open. She was hoping that he would give her a different name than what the girls were using. She knew from past experience that most men fall for her charm, it was how she snagged her last husband.
He took another drag from his cigar and blew out the smoke and answered her still looking straight ahead. "Wolverine." He felt like telling the woman out right that he didn't find her interesting and that maybe she should go away and leave him in peace. But he didn't, he didn't because he didn't want to cause anymore problems with her family then already existed.
Meredith was a little put off by his behavior, but she knew she could work him, all it took was time. But considering she was on a time restraint she had to work fast. She turned towards him, her low cut dress giving him a great view of her cleavage. Logan hid a smirk as he realized what she was doing, it was a ploy that all women he had come across in bars had used on him, and generally it worked. Until now, now he had Marie and he wouldn't do anything to make her turn from him. And truthfully, he didn't think he could stand it if she left him, even if it was to date someone.
"Wolverine?" He realized that Meredith was calling his name and realized that he had drifted off, but before he could say anything, an expensive car, an old Royls Royce, came up the driveway. "Excuse me." He said, then yelled out "Marie! Professors' here!"
He got up and leaned against the post that was near the stairs and waited for the Professor and from the looks of it, Storm and Jean. He heard Meredith walk into the house in a huff.
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Marie had been long since abandon by Kitty. Marie was now helping her mother pick up around the house. She carried one of those black garbage bags and was emptying paper plates and plastic forks and napkins into it. She felt someone tap her on the shoulder and turned to look, it was her mother. "Yeah?" Her mother looked at her, "Can I talk to for a minute?" Marie nodded her head and her mother led her to a corner of the kitchen and sat down on the two chairs that were there.
Marie sat in one, and waited for her mother to start as she fused with the hem of her skirt. "How come you didn't wear a skirt?" Marie looked away not in shame more like uncomfortable. "It would have been to big of a risk." Her mother tried again. "You could have worn a long skirt or pany hose or tights." Marie shot down each one. "The wind could have picked it up or tangled and someone could have accidentally touched me and I could have gotten a run in them." Her mother had a look on her face; "Do you always wear jeans and gloves?"
Marie shook her head and a sad look came over her face. "Yes, I have no desire to add to the personalities that are populating my head at the moment." Her voice was bitter. For the first time her mother took a real long look at her daughter and what she saw made her wander how she could have missed the changes. Her face looked not old but wry, as if she was tired. Her hair apart from the obvious white streaks had grown longer and was down to her waist. But her eyes, her eyes are what made her mother hold her breath.
They had the look of innocence and the look of someone who had seen all the horrors in the world. She wished now more than ever that she could turn back time and stand up against her hypocrite husband and tell him that their daughter was saying. She opened her mouth to say something but instead of her voice being heard, Wolverine's voice was coming into the house. She saw her daughter perk up at the sound of his voice and watched as she quickly headed to the front door.
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By the time Marie had reached Logan, the Professor and Jean emerged, and to Marie's surprise, Storm. Jean had her read hair in a french twist and was wearing as usual a red skirt suit, looking as elegant as always. Storm was wearing was a sky blue summer dress that stopped at her knees, and the color was perfect in setting off her skin and hair. And the Professor, he was as usual immaculate in his tailored suit and tie. They made an interesting picture as the two beautiful women flanked the man in the wheel chair.
"Hey, Professor." Marie greeted. He looked at her and gave her a kind smile that was full of affection and amusement. She knew what amused him, three of her family members remained, as the other three had left claiming that his was to much drama for them, was staring out the window. Also the fact that Logan had somehow slipped his arm around Marie's waist with out her knowing.
Marie gave a rueful smile and turned to the professor. "Are you ready to go in?" "Yes." Marie let Logan go in with the professor and watched the people who were looking out the window gasp in awe as Jean helped the Professor levitate his chair over the stairs and onto the porch.
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what do you think?
Note: Sorry it took me so long but I put something to at least hold over until I get back from holiday.
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David sat in the corner and waited for Marie to be alone so that he could talk to her. He saw the man she was with get up and go to the restroom, and was about to go talk to her when the brunette sat down and started to talk to her. He took two steps and he faltered at the third step and returned to his corner.
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Logan had stepped outside and was waiting for the Professor; at least that was what he told Mare. In reality he needed to get away from all the people and smoke a stogie. He let lose a satisfied sigh as he inhaled the smoke and flavor of the cigar. His mind got to wandering about what he was doing here. He had said that he would go with her as protection incase any body got any smart ideas and attack her. But then the other two retards decided to go with her, mainly out of self-preservation from Storm.
But he couldn't for the life of him explain his behavior. He had never been affectionate with anybody so freely or openly in public. He didn't know if it was good thing or a bad thing, if she could make him behave like that with out thought, then anybody could catch him off guard. People like Sabertooth and Magneto and anybody else that wanted a fight with him or that damn thing that is popping up all of the place, purity control.
Logan had taken another drag of his cigar when he heard the footsteps. The belonged to a woman and he could smell the expensive perfume and hairspray. "What ya want." He demanded his voice turning cold. He felt her move to stand beside him; he felt his aggravation with her rise. "I was wandering what you are doing out here, Mr.....?" Meredith let the last piece open. She was hoping that he would give her a different name than what the girls were using. She knew from past experience that most men fall for her charm, it was how she snagged her last husband.
He took another drag from his cigar and blew out the smoke and answered her still looking straight ahead. "Wolverine." He felt like telling the woman out right that he didn't find her interesting and that maybe she should go away and leave him in peace. But he didn't, he didn't because he didn't want to cause anymore problems with her family then already existed.
Meredith was a little put off by his behavior, but she knew she could work him, all it took was time. But considering she was on a time restraint she had to work fast. She turned towards him, her low cut dress giving him a great view of her cleavage. Logan hid a smirk as he realized what she was doing, it was a ploy that all women he had come across in bars had used on him, and generally it worked. Until now, now he had Marie and he wouldn't do anything to make her turn from him. And truthfully, he didn't think he could stand it if she left him, even if it was to date someone.
"Wolverine?" He realized that Meredith was calling his name and realized that he had drifted off, but before he could say anything, an expensive car, an old Royls Royce, came up the driveway. "Excuse me." He said, then yelled out "Marie! Professors' here!"
He got up and leaned against the post that was near the stairs and waited for the Professor and from the looks of it, Storm and Jean. He heard Meredith walk into the house in a huff.
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Marie had been long since abandon by Kitty. Marie was now helping her mother pick up around the house. She carried one of those black garbage bags and was emptying paper plates and plastic forks and napkins into it. She felt someone tap her on the shoulder and turned to look, it was her mother. "Yeah?" Her mother looked at her, "Can I talk to for a minute?" Marie nodded her head and her mother led her to a corner of the kitchen and sat down on the two chairs that were there.
Marie sat in one, and waited for her mother to start as she fused with the hem of her skirt. "How come you didn't wear a skirt?" Marie looked away not in shame more like uncomfortable. "It would have been to big of a risk." Her mother tried again. "You could have worn a long skirt or pany hose or tights." Marie shot down each one. "The wind could have picked it up or tangled and someone could have accidentally touched me and I could have gotten a run in them." Her mother had a look on her face; "Do you always wear jeans and gloves?"
Marie shook her head and a sad look came over her face. "Yes, I have no desire to add to the personalities that are populating my head at the moment." Her voice was bitter. For the first time her mother took a real long look at her daughter and what she saw made her wander how she could have missed the changes. Her face looked not old but wry, as if she was tired. Her hair apart from the obvious white streaks had grown longer and was down to her waist. But her eyes, her eyes are what made her mother hold her breath.
They had the look of innocence and the look of someone who had seen all the horrors in the world. She wished now more than ever that she could turn back time and stand up against her hypocrite husband and tell him that their daughter was saying. She opened her mouth to say something but instead of her voice being heard, Wolverine's voice was coming into the house. She saw her daughter perk up at the sound of his voice and watched as she quickly headed to the front door.
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By the time Marie had reached Logan, the Professor and Jean emerged, and to Marie's surprise, Storm. Jean had her read hair in a french twist and was wearing as usual a red skirt suit, looking as elegant as always. Storm was wearing was a sky blue summer dress that stopped at her knees, and the color was perfect in setting off her skin and hair. And the Professor, he was as usual immaculate in his tailored suit and tie. They made an interesting picture as the two beautiful women flanked the man in the wheel chair.
"Hey, Professor." Marie greeted. He looked at her and gave her a kind smile that was full of affection and amusement. She knew what amused him, three of her family members remained, as the other three had left claiming that his was to much drama for them, was staring out the window. Also the fact that Logan had somehow slipped his arm around Marie's waist with out her knowing.
Marie gave a rueful smile and turned to the professor. "Are you ready to go in?" "Yes." Marie let Logan go in with the professor and watched the people who were looking out the window gasp in awe as Jean helped the Professor levitate his chair over the stairs and onto the porch.
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what do you think?
