At the end of the jet ride, which Scott thought happened all too slowly,
Mac picked up Cap and Matt walked over to Rogue. "Do ya got a place to fix
her?" Rogue nodded and said, "Follow me." Rogue led the three to the
medbay, where Dr. McCoy was working.
"Hank, these are the Aals. One was hit by a mailbox." "Hence the mission?" Rogue nodded and Mac set Cap on the table. "Can ya help her?" Matt asked hesitantly and demurely.
"Yes, I believe I can. Rogue, will you please administer first aid to these two? They look like they could use it." Beast said while bandaging Cap in a more sterile fashion than was originally done.
Rogue led the two into another room, where she sat Killer on a bed. Killer took off her over-shirt and Rogue proceeded to bandage her. "Where'd you get these scars?" she asked, running a gloved finger over some not quite accidental looking scars.
"Those are my year marks. Seventeen of 'em for my seventeen years. Cap and Matt have eighteen." She said reverently.
Matt looked at them and smirked. "Rogue, yer lucky. Most can't get more'n half a sentence this early." Mac shot a glare at her teammate.
Rogue finished bandaging Mac up with out much more incident. Matt looked up and asked, as Mac put on her shirt again, "So, does everyone here have powers?"
"Yeah. Unless you three don't, that is."
"We do. I create and control fire. Cap turns air into solid stuff, and Mac absorbs whoever she touches, and has poison fangs." Matt said enthusiastically. Mac rolled her eyes in Rogue's direction. Rogue just looked shocked at Mac.
"Ah'm not th' only one with the hands?" She said, looking at her gloves.
"Guess not. But livin' here's gotta make it harder for ya. I just live with these two. Makes chewin' a bit interestin', though."
"Mac and I need ta talk to yer Prof. We just need ta tell him somethin' important. " Matt said after a while, walking over to Cap's room. "Why do she got them wires on her?"
Hank came up behind them. "To monitor her health." This caused the two Aals to jump and tense up. "Sorry if I startled you."
"Hank, these are the Aals. One was hit by a mailbox." "Hence the mission?" Rogue nodded and Mac set Cap on the table. "Can ya help her?" Matt asked hesitantly and demurely.
"Yes, I believe I can. Rogue, will you please administer first aid to these two? They look like they could use it." Beast said while bandaging Cap in a more sterile fashion than was originally done.
Rogue led the two into another room, where she sat Killer on a bed. Killer took off her over-shirt and Rogue proceeded to bandage her. "Where'd you get these scars?" she asked, running a gloved finger over some not quite accidental looking scars.
"Those are my year marks. Seventeen of 'em for my seventeen years. Cap and Matt have eighteen." She said reverently.
Matt looked at them and smirked. "Rogue, yer lucky. Most can't get more'n half a sentence this early." Mac shot a glare at her teammate.
Rogue finished bandaging Mac up with out much more incident. Matt looked up and asked, as Mac put on her shirt again, "So, does everyone here have powers?"
"Yeah. Unless you three don't, that is."
"We do. I create and control fire. Cap turns air into solid stuff, and Mac absorbs whoever she touches, and has poison fangs." Matt said enthusiastically. Mac rolled her eyes in Rogue's direction. Rogue just looked shocked at Mac.
"Ah'm not th' only one with the hands?" She said, looking at her gloves.
"Guess not. But livin' here's gotta make it harder for ya. I just live with these two. Makes chewin' a bit interestin', though."
"Mac and I need ta talk to yer Prof. We just need ta tell him somethin' important. " Matt said after a while, walking over to Cap's room. "Why do she got them wires on her?"
Hank came up behind them. "To monitor her health." This caused the two Aals to jump and tense up. "Sorry if I startled you."