Aeris will continue to read my synopsis' for me because she likes cookies and doesn't mind me occasionally making fun of her.
Aeris: It's all for the greater good. Besides, you keep Sephiroth away.
Karla: Isn't Lloyd good at that?
Aeris: He actually kind of reminds me of Sephiroth.
Karla: Sephiroth is a Lloyd clone.
Aeris: That explains a few things.
Karla: *notices readers* Oh! Aeris, the synopsis?
Aeris: The adults have decided to figure out what to do with intake day coming up and such a morbid occassion as a funeral to prepare for.
I stood staring absentmindedly out the window of the mansion's office. It seemed so long ago that it had been me looking for advice, or help with controling my urge to teleport whenever something touched me. Now I was running the institute and I understood why sometimes the professor was difficult to talk to.
"Look, all I'm saying is that the rest should know. Amanda said that none of her contacts knew anything about a corpsman's daughter dying. She might be just in another world." Jamie had been practically begging them to delay the funeral for as long as possible. Talia had done the same, although Blitz had done most of the talking because she was in no state to do it herself.
"And we all know how reliable Amanda can be." Warren snorted a bit.
"Are you picking a fight with me?" Jamie asked him. With his powers, he knew already. Warren and he had never liked each other, and now... Now I honestly wished I hadn't called everyone together.
"Warren, Jamie, calm down. You're both hurt, but look around. Neither of you are alone so at least acknowledge that and stop acting like you're both two years old." Betsy accompanied this with a little glare in each man's direction. Warren put his arm around his wife and gave a little squeaze.
"I'm sorry darling." He said simply. Jamie bit his lip a bit. He'd never appologized for anything bar the death of Allysande Stuart, who he couldn't resurrect on the count of how long she had been dead. He was the oldest of everyone assembled agewise with the exception of Logan, but he had also lost several years of his life by being trapped in statis. The result was that he acted the youngest of all of us.
"This isn't really our decision. Ah think we're all bein' here just to be told what we're goin' t'do." Rogue said. Jean and Scott stepped in carefully. They had decided it better to finish their last classes and then come. Jean had been monitoring everything and so they weren't really a disturbance.
"So Elf, what are we goin' ta do?" Logan asked. We all by now knew his history, but he perferred us forget that. I turned slowly. I had no idea how to answer. I did what I always manage to do in a tight spot.
I winged it. "We've already established that the funeral can't be held after intake day. Jamie, I'll delay it as best I can. I don't want to beleive she's dead either, but for all intents and purposes..." I paused, swallowing anger and tears. "She's gone. We're going to have to hold a service for her, and it does need to be soon. I don't want Talia or any of the others to go through this twice."
"I-" He paused quickly, closed his eyes and took a breath. "I understand."
"I'll say a week from now." I said. The other's left with that. Jamie stayed behind.
"They haven't found a body yet." he said.
"I know, but we have to do something. What about Brian?" I asked. We had been friends during the dying days of our team and I hadn't even noticed...
"Buried by Meggan, like he wanted. You were there." He said. He'd missed my meaning, but that was alright with me, it probably wasn't the time.
"Did Brittany have any friends? Anyone who really needs to know?" I asked. I hadn't spent much time with her myself, but she seemed fairly outgoing.
"She didn't really get on well with anyone else. They either stereo-typed her as a prep or thought she was some kind of freak. Damia is really the only friend she had, except her favorite teachers.
"She was friends with her teachers?" I asked. She hadn't really seemed the type.
"Ya actually. She liked pretty much all of them. I can find them for you if you like." he offered. "I can find Damia too, but I can't bring her her. She's a shapeshifter."
"Find Damia first then. I'll take the jet to her." I replied.
Yay! My first attempt at writing my muse. (With loads of help from him of course) he insisted that I do this. There are a few more preparation chapters, after that we will do what the X-Men do best!
Kurt: Mass mayhem and property destruction without even so much as an appology?
Karla: Saving the world!
Kurt: So that's what we were doing. I wondered sometimes.
Karla: I think you had ought to go back to being Luigi.
Aeris: It's all for the greater good. Besides, you keep Sephiroth away.
Karla: Isn't Lloyd good at that?
Aeris: He actually kind of reminds me of Sephiroth.
Karla: Sephiroth is a Lloyd clone.
Aeris: That explains a few things.
Karla: *notices readers* Oh! Aeris, the synopsis?
Aeris: The adults have decided to figure out what to do with intake day coming up and such a morbid occassion as a funeral to prepare for.
I stood staring absentmindedly out the window of the mansion's office. It seemed so long ago that it had been me looking for advice, or help with controling my urge to teleport whenever something touched me. Now I was running the institute and I understood why sometimes the professor was difficult to talk to.
"Look, all I'm saying is that the rest should know. Amanda said that none of her contacts knew anything about a corpsman's daughter dying. She might be just in another world." Jamie had been practically begging them to delay the funeral for as long as possible. Talia had done the same, although Blitz had done most of the talking because she was in no state to do it herself.
"And we all know how reliable Amanda can be." Warren snorted a bit.
"Are you picking a fight with me?" Jamie asked him. With his powers, he knew already. Warren and he had never liked each other, and now... Now I honestly wished I hadn't called everyone together.
"Warren, Jamie, calm down. You're both hurt, but look around. Neither of you are alone so at least acknowledge that and stop acting like you're both two years old." Betsy accompanied this with a little glare in each man's direction. Warren put his arm around his wife and gave a little squeaze.
"I'm sorry darling." He said simply. Jamie bit his lip a bit. He'd never appologized for anything bar the death of Allysande Stuart, who he couldn't resurrect on the count of how long she had been dead. He was the oldest of everyone assembled agewise with the exception of Logan, but he had also lost several years of his life by being trapped in statis. The result was that he acted the youngest of all of us.
"This isn't really our decision. Ah think we're all bein' here just to be told what we're goin' t'do." Rogue said. Jean and Scott stepped in carefully. They had decided it better to finish their last classes and then come. Jean had been monitoring everything and so they weren't really a disturbance.
"So Elf, what are we goin' ta do?" Logan asked. We all by now knew his history, but he perferred us forget that. I turned slowly. I had no idea how to answer. I did what I always manage to do in a tight spot.
I winged it. "We've already established that the funeral can't be held after intake day. Jamie, I'll delay it as best I can. I don't want to beleive she's dead either, but for all intents and purposes..." I paused, swallowing anger and tears. "She's gone. We're going to have to hold a service for her, and it does need to be soon. I don't want Talia or any of the others to go through this twice."
"I-" He paused quickly, closed his eyes and took a breath. "I understand."
"I'll say a week from now." I said. The other's left with that. Jamie stayed behind.
"They haven't found a body yet." he said.
"I know, but we have to do something. What about Brian?" I asked. We had been friends during the dying days of our team and I hadn't even noticed...
"Buried by Meggan, like he wanted. You were there." He said. He'd missed my meaning, but that was alright with me, it probably wasn't the time.
"Did Brittany have any friends? Anyone who really needs to know?" I asked. I hadn't spent much time with her myself, but she seemed fairly outgoing.
"She didn't really get on well with anyone else. They either stereo-typed her as a prep or thought she was some kind of freak. Damia is really the only friend she had, except her favorite teachers.
"She was friends with her teachers?" I asked. She hadn't really seemed the type.
"Ya actually. She liked pretty much all of them. I can find them for you if you like." he offered. "I can find Damia too, but I can't bring her her. She's a shapeshifter."
"Find Damia first then. I'll take the jet to her." I replied.
Yay! My first attempt at writing my muse. (With loads of help from him of course) he insisted that I do this. There are a few more preparation chapters, after that we will do what the X-Men do best!
Kurt: Mass mayhem and property destruction without even so much as an appology?
Karla: Saving the world!
Kurt: So that's what we were doing. I wondered sometimes.
Karla: I think you had ought to go back to being Luigi.