A/N - Thank you one and all for the reviews. This is my first venture in
the realm of the X-Men Movie so we'll have to see how it goes. I've set
this basically after X-2 just FYI, even though I haven't seen X2 yet. I
apologize for not having the German words translated but I did put the
definitions of the words from Chapter One at the bottom of this chapter.
Disclaimer - I forgot to mention that I don't own the X-Men in the first chapter but everyone already knows that! :D Cest le vive.
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Chapter Two - Two of a Kind
Logan breathed in the fresh air, which mingled with Ororo's scent. It fascinated him that he could never quite pinpoint her scent though it somehow seemed as familiar to him as his own. Maybe because it was a mixture of everything he loved-wind, rain, sunshine, freshly turned earth, newly cut grass and the sweet smell of fragrant flowers. He wondered if that was why her presence soothed him so much. Being near her gave him a sense of peace and comfort he couldn't remember ever feeling. When Ororo released his arm and turned to him he couldn't help but breathe in deeply, enjoying the fresh pure scent that was Ororo. No one else smelled as pure, as-well, as good. He supposed she was angry with him but he chanced a grin anyway. For his effort he received a frown but he'd expected as much.
"Okay-I'm alright now, Ororo," he assured her.
"I know."
He watched Ororo as she sat down on a bench by the front door; her face resuming the tranquil look she usually wore. She scooped her thick silver- white hair into both hands and began to put it up in a ponytail. He realized then for the first time that she had let her hair grow out. He liked the length much better. She looked good with long hair. He absently wished Jean would grown her hair out again but he frowned in annoyance as thoughts of Jean made him think of Scott. He'd come to accept that Jean and Scott loved each other and deserved each other but it still didn't sit well with him.
"How do you do it?" He asked abruptly, forcing himself to put thoughts of Jean and Scott aside.
"Tame the wild beast?" she asked with a smile.
Logan laughed. "Yeah, that too."
"I know something of how you feel, Logan."
He starred quizzically at her but waited for her to go on
"You're a man of instincts, a man of the wild," and she laughed as if it was amusing that she had to explain this to him. "You're not bound by man's laws and morals but by nature and your own sense of honor.
" Jean has nothing to fear from you though she doesn't realize it yet but Scott-hmmm," she smiled thoughtfully. "Scott may lose a limb or two!" And she laughed again. "Just kidding, Logan," she tossed out and laughed when he just looked at her blankly muttering, "Huh?"
"You men are so silly sometimes. Fighting, posturing-testosterone. It's to be expected and Jean should accept that although I guess it's a little exciting to her in some sense. But no harm will come of it. Scott would never let it escalate and I think you wouldn't either."
"Uh huh," Logan muttered, wondering where she was going with all this but her next words floored him.
"You and I are a lot alike, Logan."
"How so?"
"You're a wild man at heart who longs to be free but you're forced to be a restrained man of civilization, controlling yourself to such an extent you almost welcome a berserker rage."
"And you welcome berserker rages too?" He asked doubtfully.
Ororo laughed. "Um hmmm!" She said slowly and delightfully. "Lightning raging in the sky, thunder pounding the heavens-it's all very exhilarating, releasing the full extent of my powers when I get . . . upset but it's only every blue moon that that happens.
"I don't imagine your rages are probably as exhilarating to you despite the necessity you may feel ever so often. No, it leaves us feeling a deep guilt I think. Freedom at such an expense does that. So I have to control my emotions to hold the beast at bay much as you do, Logan. I find being outside with nature, working in the dirt and making things grow, just being one with the earth gives me hope, faith and strength."
Logan looked at Ororo curiously.
"One day I'll take you with me to celebrate God's magnificent beauty and we'll ride the wild winds, that is if you're up to it," she teased.
"I'm up for anything," Logan grinned wolfishly.
"One day we shall see."
"So that's how you stay grounded?"
"That and by ignoring childish comments," Ororo said as she stood. "It's good to have you back, Logan," she smiled down at him then turned and went back into the mansion leaving Logan full of unanswered questions.
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German translations from Chapter One:
Vas - what Ja - yes Meinem freund - Kurt calls Logan this, it means 'my friend' Nein - no Sag mal, bist du verrückt? - Means 'Is she crazy?' Jean was wondering the same thing, which is why I didn't put in a translation.
From now on I'll put a translation at the end of the chapter. To all, have a wonderful day or night!
Disclaimer - I forgot to mention that I don't own the X-Men in the first chapter but everyone already knows that! :D Cest le vive.
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Chapter Two - Two of a Kind
Logan breathed in the fresh air, which mingled with Ororo's scent. It fascinated him that he could never quite pinpoint her scent though it somehow seemed as familiar to him as his own. Maybe because it was a mixture of everything he loved-wind, rain, sunshine, freshly turned earth, newly cut grass and the sweet smell of fragrant flowers. He wondered if that was why her presence soothed him so much. Being near her gave him a sense of peace and comfort he couldn't remember ever feeling. When Ororo released his arm and turned to him he couldn't help but breathe in deeply, enjoying the fresh pure scent that was Ororo. No one else smelled as pure, as-well, as good. He supposed she was angry with him but he chanced a grin anyway. For his effort he received a frown but he'd expected as much.
"Okay-I'm alright now, Ororo," he assured her.
"I know."
He watched Ororo as she sat down on a bench by the front door; her face resuming the tranquil look she usually wore. She scooped her thick silver- white hair into both hands and began to put it up in a ponytail. He realized then for the first time that she had let her hair grow out. He liked the length much better. She looked good with long hair. He absently wished Jean would grown her hair out again but he frowned in annoyance as thoughts of Jean made him think of Scott. He'd come to accept that Jean and Scott loved each other and deserved each other but it still didn't sit well with him.
"How do you do it?" He asked abruptly, forcing himself to put thoughts of Jean and Scott aside.
"Tame the wild beast?" she asked with a smile.
Logan laughed. "Yeah, that too."
"I know something of how you feel, Logan."
He starred quizzically at her but waited for her to go on
"You're a man of instincts, a man of the wild," and she laughed as if it was amusing that she had to explain this to him. "You're not bound by man's laws and morals but by nature and your own sense of honor.
" Jean has nothing to fear from you though she doesn't realize it yet but Scott-hmmm," she smiled thoughtfully. "Scott may lose a limb or two!" And she laughed again. "Just kidding, Logan," she tossed out and laughed when he just looked at her blankly muttering, "Huh?"
"You men are so silly sometimes. Fighting, posturing-testosterone. It's to be expected and Jean should accept that although I guess it's a little exciting to her in some sense. But no harm will come of it. Scott would never let it escalate and I think you wouldn't either."
"Uh huh," Logan muttered, wondering where she was going with all this but her next words floored him.
"You and I are a lot alike, Logan."
"How so?"
"You're a wild man at heart who longs to be free but you're forced to be a restrained man of civilization, controlling yourself to such an extent you almost welcome a berserker rage."
"And you welcome berserker rages too?" He asked doubtfully.
Ororo laughed. "Um hmmm!" She said slowly and delightfully. "Lightning raging in the sky, thunder pounding the heavens-it's all very exhilarating, releasing the full extent of my powers when I get . . . upset but it's only every blue moon that that happens.
"I don't imagine your rages are probably as exhilarating to you despite the necessity you may feel ever so often. No, it leaves us feeling a deep guilt I think. Freedom at such an expense does that. So I have to control my emotions to hold the beast at bay much as you do, Logan. I find being outside with nature, working in the dirt and making things grow, just being one with the earth gives me hope, faith and strength."
Logan looked at Ororo curiously.
"One day I'll take you with me to celebrate God's magnificent beauty and we'll ride the wild winds, that is if you're up to it," she teased.
"I'm up for anything," Logan grinned wolfishly.
"One day we shall see."
"So that's how you stay grounded?"
"That and by ignoring childish comments," Ororo said as she stood. "It's good to have you back, Logan," she smiled down at him then turned and went back into the mansion leaving Logan full of unanswered questions.
~*~
German translations from Chapter One:
Vas - what Ja - yes Meinem freund - Kurt calls Logan this, it means 'my friend' Nein - no Sag mal, bist du verrückt? - Means 'Is she crazy?' Jean was wondering the same thing, which is why I didn't put in a translation.
From now on I'll put a translation at the end of the chapter. To all, have a wonderful day or night!
