Gambit carefully pushes the door open and looks around the room. He'd just opened it completly when something hard and black slams into his forehead. "Les assassins ont attaqué avec les Rogue's souliers!"he yells, falling back against the wall as Rogue simply stares at him. "What did you just say, Remy LeBeau?" Gambit obviously remembers her being there as he stands, dusting himself off. "Not'ing for you to worry, chere,"he purrs, pressing his mouth almost against her ear, but not quite. This earns him a shove and a smack upside the head. "Ow, Rogu--"he starts, but is interrupted by. "Rogue, Remy!" Both turn from their fighting as Angel and Tara rush out of the bedroom. Rogue notices that they were dressed diffrently then before. Angel wore what looked like blue pajamas with yellow stars and clutched a stuff Animal from Muppet Babies in her arm while Tara wore green pajama with frogs over them, a red-eyed green frog is clutched in one arm.
"Hello, Angel, Tara. Do you two know anything about why the bathroom was full of water?"Rogue questions, kneeling to be on their level. "Well, Remy say go 'stairs and get ready for bed...ready for bed means take bath and Remy found the clothes..." Angel gestures to her clothes,"And a'minal." "I see, dear. What does that have to do with water?"she asks, smiling at the other little girl as Angel moves to hug Gambit. He pats the top of her head. "Hello, petite." "Hi, Hi." Tara looks down and whisphers,"Angel forgetted to turn the water off..." Rogue nods, slowly, apparantly understanding where Gambit looked kind of lost. "Remy t'inks it's time for the petites to sleep,"he says, looking down at the two as Rogue stands. She nods, ignoring the looks of terror on the children's faces; they didn't look the least bit tired. "Agreed. Tara, come with me and we'll get you comfortable in Logan's room while Remy takes care of Angel...."
Angel smiles and goes back into the room. Gambit follows, giving his girlfriend a pleading look. She ignores it and begins to lead Tara down the hall and to the next one where Logan's room was. "What happened to Remy's room, petite?"he demands, suddenly, noticing the giant pile of shoes that were piled up a little in front of his bookcase; they hadn't been there earlier and very few of them were his. She looks at them and blinks as if seeing them for the first time, then shrugs. "Shoe Mountain." Gambit blinks, "Remy don't t'ink he'll ask...time for bed, Angel..."
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Logan looks around the briefing room as the other X-Men settle into their chairs, waiting for Xavier or Hank's speech. One of the two was always the reason for the meeting being called, except this one was about the two children currently sleeping upstairs. "So what's the problem now, Beast?"he asks, leaning back and glaring across table at the cajun. Storm still wasn't speaking to him after the frying fish joke. Scott and Jean hadn't reported yet and Logan didn't even want to think about what they were doing. It was...sickening. Just as Hank was about to comment there were shouts from somewhere outside the mansion. "Why are my clothes in the pool? Is this a joke, Jean?" "Why would I throw your clothes in the pool, Scott? I don't have to hide your clothes to get you naked, you know!" Xavier's face was concentrated and soon the voices are closer to the door. "Stop complaining about your damn clothes! Charles wants to see us and it's more important then your clothes...."
Six heads look up as the resident "happy" married couple enter the room, arguing viciously; Logan smiles, forgetting why they were gathered. "It's those dam--"Scott clears his throat, suddenly realizing they have and audience, then both slump into their chairs, sitting as far apart as possible. "Lovers spat?"Rogue drawls with a knowing smirk as she leans further back in her chair, almost falling over as Jean tips the chair further back with a glare. Gambit clears his throat. "Now, Jeannie, Roguey, no fighting or else seperate corners...." The annoyed Southern Belle and Red-Haired witch turn on him. "Shut up, Remy!" "Jerry, Jerry, Jerry, Jerry,"Bobby and Jubilee begin to chant as they sneak into the room and take their respective seats on th other side of the room. The seating arrangement was for safety purposes. *SHINKT* The two teenagers instantly go silent and begin playing Rock, Paper, Scissors.
"Everyone, please settle down. We are here because of the children not your diffrences or Jean and Scott's sex life.."Xavier says, shuddering slightly at the last four words. The X-Men slump down in their seats, all silent, except Bobby and Jubilee. Hank clears his throat. "I thank you, friends. Our mentor has called you from your respective habits to discuss what he has picked up on the young children. The Professor wishes for you attention to explain this bizarre phenomonon...." He bows before taking his respective place at the door like a guard. Logan had never quite figured out 'why'. Xavier smiles,"Thank you, Hank. I may have found some information about the bag Remy found before....first, did your team manage to find anything, Jean, Scott?" Rogue rolls her eyes and slumps down further, kicking Gambit under the table for no real reason. "Charles, as far as we can see Tara's alone, except for her brother...." "Well then the kid has family, what's the problem?"Logan asks, rising slightly to stare at the red-head. Scott replies,"Her brother's Toad...Brotherhood Toad." Disbelieving laughter comes from the others assembled. Gambit laughs. "Sure, mon ami."
"Actually, it's not a joke, Remy. Toad is indeed Tara's brother...what of Angel?" Silence falls again as Scott picks up his wife's recounting of their information. "Jean hasn't found anything, except both her parents are dead, apparantly and it seems both are alone...do you know anything else, Professor?" All eyes turn to the older bald man in a wheel chair who simply nods. "Yes, Scott. Tara's history is nothing more then that...or at least I wouldn't feel right sharing it with anyone at this moment. Angel isn't completly alone...indeed her father is dead, but whoever left she and Tara here has been taking care of them both for sometime. I've scanned their min--" Storm sits up, suddenly. "You scanned the minds of two five-year olds, Professor? Isn't that a bit....extreme?" "Normally, yes, Storm, but this is of dire importance. It seems the bag is indeed items belonging to her and Tara, but we haven't figured out who left it. I've scanned and found a possibility...there's a young boy from Angel's memory that I've found in the town, possibly a brother." "Let me guess, Charles. Someone gets to go off chasing this kid, right?"Rogue demands, not bothering to straighten. Xavier nods. "I've decided that it would be best for Jean and Scott to join Kurt who is already seraching for the boy....The rest of you will be staying here tonight." Jean and Scott groan. "Praise de lord!"Gambit announces, grabbing Rogue's and yanking her up before dancing around the room with her. She knees him in the stomache then returns to her seat. "Please try to be civilized, Remy, Rogue...." The perimeter alarm goes off seconds after his words are spoken. "X-Men unite!"
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"Tara, Tara, Tara." Angel shakes her friend, slightly scared of the shrill ringing sound. Murky hazel eyes meet her own green ones as her friend sits up. "What's that?"Tara questions, climbing out from under the covers and off the bed; she yelps at the coldness of the floor. "Put on shoes, silly...." Tara looks down and notices the blue and gray shoes showing from the bottom of the other girl's pants, then quickly pulls on her own black and green ones. "Is it a monster?"she questions, walking out into the hall with Angel who simply shakes her head and begins walking downstairs. "Angel don't like that...where Remy or Rogue?" Tara shrugs and follows her, walking down the stairs and into the front hall. The sound cuts off just as another one comes on; both children jump. "Ahhhhhhh!"
"Angel wants Remy." "I want Logan." Angel clutches Tara's hand tightly as the two once again make their way further into the main room and looking around. Nothing was out of place except the tv on, causing a quiet sound in the background. Voices from outside draw their attention along with the sound of something slamming against a wall. This causes both to run out the first door they see afraid that something was about to attack. Maybe that why Remy said no to the movie... Angel shakes her head and continues walking away from the mansion in search of someone.
"Remy? Rogue? Logan?" Tara yawns once as they continue searching for the adults; it was a scary thing to be all alone when you were five. "Over there!"she announces, pointing toward a shadow that had just slid around the side of the house,"He's fuzzy! Mr. Logan!!!" She takes off running full speed toward the shadow with Angel not far behind. Tara halts so suddenly that Angel runs into her, causing both to fall to the ground in a heap. "Ow..."she mumbles, looking up at the incredibly tall blonde-hair covered thing before them. It growls. "KITTY CAT!"
"Hello, Angel, Tara. Do you two know anything about why the bathroom was full of water?"Rogue questions, kneeling to be on their level. "Well, Remy say go 'stairs and get ready for bed...ready for bed means take bath and Remy found the clothes..." Angel gestures to her clothes,"And a'minal." "I see, dear. What does that have to do with water?"she asks, smiling at the other little girl as Angel moves to hug Gambit. He pats the top of her head. "Hello, petite." "Hi, Hi." Tara looks down and whisphers,"Angel forgetted to turn the water off..." Rogue nods, slowly, apparantly understanding where Gambit looked kind of lost. "Remy t'inks it's time for the petites to sleep,"he says, looking down at the two as Rogue stands. She nods, ignoring the looks of terror on the children's faces; they didn't look the least bit tired. "Agreed. Tara, come with me and we'll get you comfortable in Logan's room while Remy takes care of Angel...."
Angel smiles and goes back into the room. Gambit follows, giving his girlfriend a pleading look. She ignores it and begins to lead Tara down the hall and to the next one where Logan's room was. "What happened to Remy's room, petite?"he demands, suddenly, noticing the giant pile of shoes that were piled up a little in front of his bookcase; they hadn't been there earlier and very few of them were his. She looks at them and blinks as if seeing them for the first time, then shrugs. "Shoe Mountain." Gambit blinks, "Remy don't t'ink he'll ask...time for bed, Angel..."
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Logan looks around the briefing room as the other X-Men settle into their chairs, waiting for Xavier or Hank's speech. One of the two was always the reason for the meeting being called, except this one was about the two children currently sleeping upstairs. "So what's the problem now, Beast?"he asks, leaning back and glaring across table at the cajun. Storm still wasn't speaking to him after the frying fish joke. Scott and Jean hadn't reported yet and Logan didn't even want to think about what they were doing. It was...sickening. Just as Hank was about to comment there were shouts from somewhere outside the mansion. "Why are my clothes in the pool? Is this a joke, Jean?" "Why would I throw your clothes in the pool, Scott? I don't have to hide your clothes to get you naked, you know!" Xavier's face was concentrated and soon the voices are closer to the door. "Stop complaining about your damn clothes! Charles wants to see us and it's more important then your clothes...."
Six heads look up as the resident "happy" married couple enter the room, arguing viciously; Logan smiles, forgetting why they were gathered. "It's those dam--"Scott clears his throat, suddenly realizing they have and audience, then both slump into their chairs, sitting as far apart as possible. "Lovers spat?"Rogue drawls with a knowing smirk as she leans further back in her chair, almost falling over as Jean tips the chair further back with a glare. Gambit clears his throat. "Now, Jeannie, Roguey, no fighting or else seperate corners...." The annoyed Southern Belle and Red-Haired witch turn on him. "Shut up, Remy!" "Jerry, Jerry, Jerry, Jerry,"Bobby and Jubilee begin to chant as they sneak into the room and take their respective seats on th other side of the room. The seating arrangement was for safety purposes. *SHINKT* The two teenagers instantly go silent and begin playing Rock, Paper, Scissors.
"Everyone, please settle down. We are here because of the children not your diffrences or Jean and Scott's sex life.."Xavier says, shuddering slightly at the last four words. The X-Men slump down in their seats, all silent, except Bobby and Jubilee. Hank clears his throat. "I thank you, friends. Our mentor has called you from your respective habits to discuss what he has picked up on the young children. The Professor wishes for you attention to explain this bizarre phenomonon...." He bows before taking his respective place at the door like a guard. Logan had never quite figured out 'why'. Xavier smiles,"Thank you, Hank. I may have found some information about the bag Remy found before....first, did your team manage to find anything, Jean, Scott?" Rogue rolls her eyes and slumps down further, kicking Gambit under the table for no real reason. "Charles, as far as we can see Tara's alone, except for her brother...." "Well then the kid has family, what's the problem?"Logan asks, rising slightly to stare at the red-head. Scott replies,"Her brother's Toad...Brotherhood Toad." Disbelieving laughter comes from the others assembled. Gambit laughs. "Sure, mon ami."
"Actually, it's not a joke, Remy. Toad is indeed Tara's brother...what of Angel?" Silence falls again as Scott picks up his wife's recounting of their information. "Jean hasn't found anything, except both her parents are dead, apparantly and it seems both are alone...do you know anything else, Professor?" All eyes turn to the older bald man in a wheel chair who simply nods. "Yes, Scott. Tara's history is nothing more then that...or at least I wouldn't feel right sharing it with anyone at this moment. Angel isn't completly alone...indeed her father is dead, but whoever left she and Tara here has been taking care of them both for sometime. I've scanned their min--" Storm sits up, suddenly. "You scanned the minds of two five-year olds, Professor? Isn't that a bit....extreme?" "Normally, yes, Storm, but this is of dire importance. It seems the bag is indeed items belonging to her and Tara, but we haven't figured out who left it. I've scanned and found a possibility...there's a young boy from Angel's memory that I've found in the town, possibly a brother." "Let me guess, Charles. Someone gets to go off chasing this kid, right?"Rogue demands, not bothering to straighten. Xavier nods. "I've decided that it would be best for Jean and Scott to join Kurt who is already seraching for the boy....The rest of you will be staying here tonight." Jean and Scott groan. "Praise de lord!"Gambit announces, grabbing Rogue's and yanking her up before dancing around the room with her. She knees him in the stomache then returns to her seat. "Please try to be civilized, Remy, Rogue...." The perimeter alarm goes off seconds after his words are spoken. "X-Men unite!"
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"Tara, Tara, Tara." Angel shakes her friend, slightly scared of the shrill ringing sound. Murky hazel eyes meet her own green ones as her friend sits up. "What's that?"Tara questions, climbing out from under the covers and off the bed; she yelps at the coldness of the floor. "Put on shoes, silly...." Tara looks down and notices the blue and gray shoes showing from the bottom of the other girl's pants, then quickly pulls on her own black and green ones. "Is it a monster?"she questions, walking out into the hall with Angel who simply shakes her head and begins walking downstairs. "Angel don't like that...where Remy or Rogue?" Tara shrugs and follows her, walking down the stairs and into the front hall. The sound cuts off just as another one comes on; both children jump. "Ahhhhhhh!"
"Angel wants Remy." "I want Logan." Angel clutches Tara's hand tightly as the two once again make their way further into the main room and looking around. Nothing was out of place except the tv on, causing a quiet sound in the background. Voices from outside draw their attention along with the sound of something slamming against a wall. This causes both to run out the first door they see afraid that something was about to attack. Maybe that why Remy said no to the movie... Angel shakes her head and continues walking away from the mansion in search of someone.
"Remy? Rogue? Logan?" Tara yawns once as they continue searching for the adults; it was a scary thing to be all alone when you were five. "Over there!"she announces, pointing toward a shadow that had just slid around the side of the house,"He's fuzzy! Mr. Logan!!!" She takes off running full speed toward the shadow with Angel not far behind. Tara halts so suddenly that Angel runs into her, causing both to fall to the ground in a heap. "Ow..."she mumbles, looking up at the incredibly tall blonde-hair covered thing before them. It growls. "KITTY CAT!"