Disclaimer: I do not own and am making no money from the X-Men. Vixen belongs to her creator Corrinth. Blaze is mine.
Female of the Species
Scene One
The sun was setting over the Bayville skyline, covering the town in a blanket of succulent red. A light wind blew, rustling the leaves on the trees around the parked car. It was a sleek silver-grey convertible with its top down at the end of a sultry warm day. The driver was a lithe and thoughtful blonde who wore her long hair pulled back into a ponytail. There was an aura of tenseness about her. Lips parted in a silent snarl, her predatory eyes flashed as she wondered again about the wisdom of her being here. But she needed answers and here was where she'd find them… Her long fingers gripped the steering wheel in a death-like grip.
The passenger did not sit, aware of but detached from her friend's emotions. She'd be here if and when the Vixen needed to talk; it was why she'd come on this journey after all. So instead she stood in her seat, chin resting on hands that in turn rested on the windshield of the expensive sports car. Red hair in untameable curls floated around her like tendrils. Her lips were pursed as she soaked up the last ounces of heat from the day. With a low sigh she broke the silence between them for the first time in hours. Her accent was English, her tone excitable like fire near dry tinder.
"You know I could quote back at you any one of a thousand of your infamous wolf philosophies to get you out of this poignant mood, but how about a Blaze original for a change? Something along the lines of 'Let tomorrow's worries worry you tomorrow.'"
"You're probably right Blaze." Vixen sighed, relaxing her grip on the wheel and allowing herself to anticipate with excitement the drawing in of the night. It was at night she felt the most alive.
"You know I am." Blaze laughed heartily. "And anyway I know you won't let me paint your home town red without you!"
"Personally I'd be more worried about you burning the house down." A twinkle of good humour returned to Vixen's eyes as her friend sat back down besides her. The car's engine roared into life. "If only Bayville knew what was about to hit it…"
"They wouldn't let us in Vixen. Trust me, this is going to be a homecoming to remember!"
(Roll titles…...)