Chapter 4
Another Day In Paradise
Part 3
Classic Tinker
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Silence....that's what filled the room. No one knew what to say now that they were faced with them, so they just stared. Each in turn looked at their faces as if to commit it to memory but still no one said anything. It was eerie. Long moments ticked by before finally someone got the courage to speak.
"So...either we're going to keep gawking at each other all day or eventually you strange, very strange, people will introduce yourselves....or is this beyond ya'lls capacity?" the blonde of the group mocked as she fell out of her ease-attention, folding her arms over her chest. She merely smirked and waited for a reaction.
Leona shot her an irritated look but sighed, shaking her head. *Score. CM-1 Mutants-0*
When no one made the move to open their mouths CM's smirk widened. But before she could bring her thoughts to voice she recieved a not so subtle smack to the shoulder, making her wince. "Geeze el-tee, I wasn't going to say......much."
"I know. That's why I stopped you." came a weary reply.
"Come on you guys. It's not so hard to say hello." One of the group called out as he stood. With a wide smile he began again. "Vell, I've already met some of zhem. I'm Kurt Vagner, welcome to the mansion."
A tall red-headed boy, that they vagely remembered being with their welcome party, stood from his seat. "We briefly met on your arrival. I'm Scott Summers and the girl that was with us is Jean Grey." He indicated the fellow red-head sitting beside him. He then directed his attention down the line of the table.
"From there is Jubilation Lee, Rahne Sinclair, Amara Aquilla, Rogue, Kathern Pryde, Evan Daniels," as each name was called there were a mix of smiles, waves, or nods. "Kurt Wagner, whom you know, Roberto DeCosta, Sam Guthrie, Bobby Drake, and Tabitha Smith." He hesitated a moment before continuing the roll call, alittle unsure if it was his place to name the rest of their numbers. Thankfully the Professor cut in.
"Thank you Scott. Let me introduce our other guests. Pietro and Wanda Maximoff, Lance Alvers, Fred Dukes, Todd Tolenski, St. John Allerdyce, Piotr Rasputain, Remy LeBeau, and the gentlemen leaning on the wall is Erik Lieshur. There is one other of our group but he is sick in bed. Maybe you will be able to meet Jamie later."
Looking out the corner of her eyes towards her sergeant she nodded with a pleasant smile. "Thank you Professor, Mr. Summers, Mr.Wagner. It is a pleasure to meet you all. And we would like to thank you for your hospitality during our stay, but I'm afraid I have to cut this meeting short Professor."
"Is something wrong Leona?" he turned to face her by then, wondering if something indeed was amiss.
"Not at all sir." CM answered as she stepped forward. "We're running behind is all."
"Behind?" This time it was Kurt that spoke.
The blonde gave him a wink, smiling brightly. "Right you are. We're going to be locking down the Tears and getting back on track. We may be in another dimension but I'll be damned if this pack of apes get any R&R until everything is packed, racked, and in order." She then turned to her soldiers. "ALRIGHT YOU APES, YOU'VE GOT FIVE MINUTES, I REPEAT FIVE MINUTES, TO GRAB YOUR SKINS AND ASSEMBLE AT THE BOTTOM OF THE STAIRS. TIME WE GET BACK TO WORK!"
"Yes ma'am!" They all barked in unison then filed quickly out the same door they had entered from, leaving behind the stunned group and their el-tee.
Charles waited until the assembly filed out of the room then turned his attention back to Leona. "Is it a wise idea for her to be pushing herself after her accident in the Danger Room?"
All the woman did was shrug, seeming to be lost in thought. But just as suddenly as she went in she was back at attention with a disarming smile. "No worries Professor. She'll be fine. I've tried to talk her out of it but she's got a stuborn streak in her a mile long...But it would be a good idea to have Dr. McCoy at ready. Charlie is still recovering as well."
"Very well, I will inform him immediatly. Will you be joining them?"
"Nay, I was prehaps wondering if we could have a talk Professor. I sense that some of your students are wondering about us and it might be in both our intrests to settle some of their worries as soon as possible, aye?"
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"Come on you bunch of maggots! Is that the best you can do? Get your lazy asses in gear!! We've still got over half the ship to take down." CM's voice boomed from the loading bay doors as she carried another box of supplys down the ramp of the Wolves Tears.
"Aww come on Sarge, lighten up. I think we've been doing a top job." Moose groaned over their coms from somewhere inside the ship. "We've been at this for hours now."
"Moose! Do you HAVE a death wish or something?" Tag's undeniable accent suddenly yelled across the wires.
The Sarge had to smile at that. True, he probably did have a death wish but they all knew she wouldn't act on it. He was a cocky, headstrong, son of a biscuit sometimes but he was a good soldier and always snapped to it when it counted most. She sighed wearily as she sat the box down, taking a moment to steady herself. But it was all in vain cause as soon as she had righted herself she was sent sprawling to the ground by the sudden appearance of a certain blue fuzz ball name Kurt Wagner.
"Geeze boy! Give a gal some warning before you just pop outta thin air, hmm?" She growled and rubbed her back.
"Very sorry, fräulein Moon. I didn't mean to startle you." Kurt rushed meekly. He croched beside her offering her a three digit hand. "But I've come to tell you zhat it's dinner time, ve vere vondering if you vould be joining us?"
For once she was at a loss for words. He sounded so eager for her to say yes that she didn't have the heart to tell him otherwise. She took his hand and grinned. "Wonder if the guys would kill me if I took the easy road up?"
"Vhat do you mean?"
She placed a hand to her com, "Alright, pack it in. Dinner in the mess in two. Clean up."
"Bout time!" Someone called, possibly Moose.
"Now, how 'bout you and me go first class?"
Kurt quickly got the idea and grabbed onto her other hand. "Vhatever you say! Next stop, kitchen!"
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~~~~~~~~~Okay, so not a long chapter but hey atleast it is one. *shrugs* I'm desperatly trying to get over writer's block and its slow going.
Hmmm, dinner time at the mansion. Does anyone else smell food fight? Come on....you know you want it to happen. You JUST know Moose will do something...or will he? *^_^*
So now we are drawing onto their second full day on New Earth. What lays in store for the mutants while the Pack is around? And just what happened to Logan and Victor?
Yeah yeah, you'll find out...eventually...*glares at Psy*
Welp until next time! wai wai wai wai~~~~~~~~~~
Another Day In Paradise
Part 3
Classic Tinker
__________________________________
Silence....that's what filled the room. No one knew what to say now that they were faced with them, so they just stared. Each in turn looked at their faces as if to commit it to memory but still no one said anything. It was eerie. Long moments ticked by before finally someone got the courage to speak.
"So...either we're going to keep gawking at each other all day or eventually you strange, very strange, people will introduce yourselves....or is this beyond ya'lls capacity?" the blonde of the group mocked as she fell out of her ease-attention, folding her arms over her chest. She merely smirked and waited for a reaction.
Leona shot her an irritated look but sighed, shaking her head. *Score. CM-1 Mutants-0*
When no one made the move to open their mouths CM's smirk widened. But before she could bring her thoughts to voice she recieved a not so subtle smack to the shoulder, making her wince. "Geeze el-tee, I wasn't going to say......much."
"I know. That's why I stopped you." came a weary reply.
"Come on you guys. It's not so hard to say hello." One of the group called out as he stood. With a wide smile he began again. "Vell, I've already met some of zhem. I'm Kurt Vagner, welcome to the mansion."
A tall red-headed boy, that they vagely remembered being with their welcome party, stood from his seat. "We briefly met on your arrival. I'm Scott Summers and the girl that was with us is Jean Grey." He indicated the fellow red-head sitting beside him. He then directed his attention down the line of the table.
"From there is Jubilation Lee, Rahne Sinclair, Amara Aquilla, Rogue, Kathern Pryde, Evan Daniels," as each name was called there were a mix of smiles, waves, or nods. "Kurt Wagner, whom you know, Roberto DeCosta, Sam Guthrie, Bobby Drake, and Tabitha Smith." He hesitated a moment before continuing the roll call, alittle unsure if it was his place to name the rest of their numbers. Thankfully the Professor cut in.
"Thank you Scott. Let me introduce our other guests. Pietro and Wanda Maximoff, Lance Alvers, Fred Dukes, Todd Tolenski, St. John Allerdyce, Piotr Rasputain, Remy LeBeau, and the gentlemen leaning on the wall is Erik Lieshur. There is one other of our group but he is sick in bed. Maybe you will be able to meet Jamie later."
Looking out the corner of her eyes towards her sergeant she nodded with a pleasant smile. "Thank you Professor, Mr. Summers, Mr.Wagner. It is a pleasure to meet you all. And we would like to thank you for your hospitality during our stay, but I'm afraid I have to cut this meeting short Professor."
"Is something wrong Leona?" he turned to face her by then, wondering if something indeed was amiss.
"Not at all sir." CM answered as she stepped forward. "We're running behind is all."
"Behind?" This time it was Kurt that spoke.
The blonde gave him a wink, smiling brightly. "Right you are. We're going to be locking down the Tears and getting back on track. We may be in another dimension but I'll be damned if this pack of apes get any R&R until everything is packed, racked, and in order." She then turned to her soldiers. "ALRIGHT YOU APES, YOU'VE GOT FIVE MINUTES, I REPEAT FIVE MINUTES, TO GRAB YOUR SKINS AND ASSEMBLE AT THE BOTTOM OF THE STAIRS. TIME WE GET BACK TO WORK!"
"Yes ma'am!" They all barked in unison then filed quickly out the same door they had entered from, leaving behind the stunned group and their el-tee.
Charles waited until the assembly filed out of the room then turned his attention back to Leona. "Is it a wise idea for her to be pushing herself after her accident in the Danger Room?"
All the woman did was shrug, seeming to be lost in thought. But just as suddenly as she went in she was back at attention with a disarming smile. "No worries Professor. She'll be fine. I've tried to talk her out of it but she's got a stuborn streak in her a mile long...But it would be a good idea to have Dr. McCoy at ready. Charlie is still recovering as well."
"Very well, I will inform him immediatly. Will you be joining them?"
"Nay, I was prehaps wondering if we could have a talk Professor. I sense that some of your students are wondering about us and it might be in both our intrests to settle some of their worries as soon as possible, aye?"
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"Come on you bunch of maggots! Is that the best you can do? Get your lazy asses in gear!! We've still got over half the ship to take down." CM's voice boomed from the loading bay doors as she carried another box of supplys down the ramp of the Wolves Tears.
"Aww come on Sarge, lighten up. I think we've been doing a top job." Moose groaned over their coms from somewhere inside the ship. "We've been at this for hours now."
"Moose! Do you HAVE a death wish or something?" Tag's undeniable accent suddenly yelled across the wires.
The Sarge had to smile at that. True, he probably did have a death wish but they all knew she wouldn't act on it. He was a cocky, headstrong, son of a biscuit sometimes but he was a good soldier and always snapped to it when it counted most. She sighed wearily as she sat the box down, taking a moment to steady herself. But it was all in vain cause as soon as she had righted herself she was sent sprawling to the ground by the sudden appearance of a certain blue fuzz ball name Kurt Wagner.
"Geeze boy! Give a gal some warning before you just pop outta thin air, hmm?" She growled and rubbed her back.
"Very sorry, fräulein Moon. I didn't mean to startle you." Kurt rushed meekly. He croched beside her offering her a three digit hand. "But I've come to tell you zhat it's dinner time, ve vere vondering if you vould be joining us?"
For once she was at a loss for words. He sounded so eager for her to say yes that she didn't have the heart to tell him otherwise. She took his hand and grinned. "Wonder if the guys would kill me if I took the easy road up?"
"Vhat do you mean?"
She placed a hand to her com, "Alright, pack it in. Dinner in the mess in two. Clean up."
"Bout time!" Someone called, possibly Moose.
"Now, how 'bout you and me go first class?"
Kurt quickly got the idea and grabbed onto her other hand. "Vhatever you say! Next stop, kitchen!"
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~~~~~~~~~Okay, so not a long chapter but hey atleast it is one. *shrugs* I'm desperatly trying to get over writer's block and its slow going.
Hmmm, dinner time at the mansion. Does anyone else smell food fight? Come on....you know you want it to happen. You JUST know Moose will do something...or will he? *^_^*
So now we are drawing onto their second full day on New Earth. What lays in store for the mutants while the Pack is around? And just what happened to Logan and Victor?
Yeah yeah, you'll find out...eventually...*glares at Psy*
Welp until next time! wai wai wai wai~~~~~~~~~~