Agent-g: considering Shadow is annoying me too, I think the outcome of this
will be pretty clear, ne?
Just a Girl – Danger Room wrecking
"Allright, who told Michael about Shadow kidnapping me?" Marianne turned around, hand placed on her hip, a glare directed at anyone who could have told Michael this.
"We couldn't tell him, we didn't know so don't look at us!" Connor said, while scooting away from Marianne with the other kids. When she was looking like this, she scared everyone and you completely forgot about the Marianne that baked when she was upset, patched you up without a complaint and instead of that, there was a Marianne very capable of doing bodily harm.
"I did," Scott finally spoke up.
"You! Argh! I could have... I should have known!" she looked as if she was about to lunge at the man in front of her and make sure not one of his limbs staid in place. Devon stepped besides her to restrain her, if that was what she was going to do.
"Like, why are you so upset? It's not that they would, like, kill eachother, right?" Kitty tried to intervene.
"No, just seriously maim eachother. Michael's nickname is Gun, and you, Scott, are going on a sparring match against him when I have patched him up," the tone in her voice told Scott that he would feel the effects of that particular match for days.
~*In the Danger Room*~
"So, you think you can date Marianne?" Shadow smirked at the man in front of him.
"Correction, I AM dating her. And you are going to get your butt kicked," Michael grinned maliciously at the man in opposite to him, Shadow was younger then him.
"You don't have my seal of approval yet," Shadow retorted as he focused on the shadows in the room in order to prepare his attack.
"All talk, no action. Do you want to know my power? Because you're coming in close range of it," Michael flicked his hand and threw a small marble like object into the Danger Room, Shadow was about to make a remark, when he suddenly felt it whiz passed his ears, "they call me Gun. I can use any object as a bullet and control it with my mind. Your power is shadow manipulation. Let's see how well you'll hold up against this."
~*With the others*~
"Zhat must have hurt," Kurt winced as he witnessed Michael being slammed into a wall.
"Not enough. Michael was one of the first young recruits of Mutant Underground, he has been training almost non-stop for seven years, they're planning on letting him set up an Underground safehouse," Marianne replied, not taking her eyes remaining off of the fight. Almost everyone had left for lunch, save for Marianne, Kurt, Logan and Kitty.
And indeed, Michael got up again, stretched his neck before letting a couple of the marbles shoot towards Shadow, they cut straight through his outfit, Kitty winced as she saw that they drew blood. While Shadow was distracted, Michael made his move and repaid Shadow for slamming him into the wall.
"He's got some moves," Logan observed.
"Yeah, like, I would totally not like to go against him," Kitty agreed with Logan.
"That's gonna need stitching," was all Marianne said as she saw that Shadow made a blade out of the shadows and sliced Michael with it.
"Zhe doctor has spoken!" Kurt grinned, "Zo, vhat are you gonna do now? Go wizh Michael or stay?"
"Kurt, don't be, like, rediculous, ofcourse she's gonna stay!" Kitty said before Marianne could reply.
"Half pint, I think that that's Marianne's call," Logan half-growled as he saw a piece of expensive equipment being demolished by both Shadow and Michael.
"Well, I have to finish my education, get my doctor's degree, and that's happening at Boston. I don't think I would be staying here anyway," she held up her hand as Kitty was about to argue, "I have a life there now, Kitty, and here, I don't think I would ever be allowed on a mission again. Not after what happened the first and last time. You have a very good doctor here. Michael's my boyfriend, I love him with all my heart and when he sets up the safehouse, he's going to need me as a doctor and an ally. A lot of mutants they bring in are hurting, physically and mentally. I'll be needed, he'll need someone who he can trust blindly. And I need to be needed. It may sound selfish, but if I'm not needed, I can't stay."
"But... but Marianne! You can't leave right away!" Kitty whined.
"Ofcourse I'm not leaving right away, I'll be staying here for the week. I can miss one week at University. But after that, I'm going. But it's not like I'll fall off of the radar, I'm in Boston, you know where I live, you have my e-mail. You can reach me easily, and should you guys ever need help from the Underground, all you have to do is get word to me. Besides, I can't leave untill both Michael and Shadow are sufficiently patched up," she cringed as she saw that both Shadow and Michael looked like they had gone a round against a Sentinel and they were still at it. Half the Danger Room had already been demolished, and Michael seemed to have the upperhand against Shadow. But then again, he had had extremely good training.
"Shadow, Michael, that will be enough. I don't think the Danger Room can take any more, and neither can you, Shadow," Marianne decided to step in before Michael would do any damage that couldn't be repaired. The tone in her voice told everyone that it wouldn't be a wise choice to not listen.
"Vow! Shadow looks bad," Kurt looked at the battered 21 year old.
"Like, bad doesn't even come close to it!" Kitty commented.
"Kurt, could you port me to the med-lab and then port both Shadow and Michael there too?" Marianne turned to the blue mutant.
"Remind me, I do not get on zheir bad zide, not now, not ever," Kurt placed his hand on Marianne's shoulder and teleported her to the med-lab, before teleporting back and get the two men.
"So, finished with the testosterone surge? Really, I have NEVER before in my life seen such childish, petty, little boys. Shadow! I do not need you to judge the man I am in love with! Not now, not ever! And you, Michael, you should know better then to provoke someone. How many times have we talked about this? ASK first, HURT later," she glared at the both of them, hands on her hips, a glare on her face.
She got no reply from either one of them, they just looked at them like boys who had been caught with their hand in th cookie jar.
"Shadow, you're up first, Michael, keep this on that cut," she tossed Michael a piece of cloth and began to clean Shadow up. Shadow yelped several times as she seemed to have shoved her bed-side manner aside.
"Yeow! Marianne! Ouch! Have a... ouch... heart!" Shadow objected against the rough treatment.
"Grow up," Marianne snorted, Michael winced in at advance as he knew he was about to recieve the exact same treatment from her, he only hoped she would give him something against the pain while she stitched him. He knew of one particular time when she had given him just enough to not feel a hell of a lot pain, but still a lot.
"Get out. Now," Marianne pointed at the door, while still glaring at Shadow, who made his hasty, limping retreat, "and for you Gun," Michael cringed: if she used his codename, it was bad, "you are going to go and take me out tonight in order to make up for this."
Michael resisted the urge to groan: this was going to cost him, a lot. Much to his surprise, she was a lot more gentle on him, perhaps she had released most of her anger on Shadow. He just gritted her teeth as she stitched him up.
"I told them I'd be staying for a week, after that, I'm going back with you," okay, she was completely over her anger right now, Michael concluded as she gave him a peck on the cheek, and that news MADE him want to take her out. He winced slightly as she put on the last bandages.
"You're a big wuss," she giggled and then yelped as he swept her into his lap and nuzzled her neck.
"So, where are we going tonight?" he whispered softly.
Just a Girl – Danger Room wrecking
"Allright, who told Michael about Shadow kidnapping me?" Marianne turned around, hand placed on her hip, a glare directed at anyone who could have told Michael this.
"We couldn't tell him, we didn't know so don't look at us!" Connor said, while scooting away from Marianne with the other kids. When she was looking like this, she scared everyone and you completely forgot about the Marianne that baked when she was upset, patched you up without a complaint and instead of that, there was a Marianne very capable of doing bodily harm.
"I did," Scott finally spoke up.
"You! Argh! I could have... I should have known!" she looked as if she was about to lunge at the man in front of her and make sure not one of his limbs staid in place. Devon stepped besides her to restrain her, if that was what she was going to do.
"Like, why are you so upset? It's not that they would, like, kill eachother, right?" Kitty tried to intervene.
"No, just seriously maim eachother. Michael's nickname is Gun, and you, Scott, are going on a sparring match against him when I have patched him up," the tone in her voice told Scott that he would feel the effects of that particular match for days.
~*In the Danger Room*~
"So, you think you can date Marianne?" Shadow smirked at the man in front of him.
"Correction, I AM dating her. And you are going to get your butt kicked," Michael grinned maliciously at the man in opposite to him, Shadow was younger then him.
"You don't have my seal of approval yet," Shadow retorted as he focused on the shadows in the room in order to prepare his attack.
"All talk, no action. Do you want to know my power? Because you're coming in close range of it," Michael flicked his hand and threw a small marble like object into the Danger Room, Shadow was about to make a remark, when he suddenly felt it whiz passed his ears, "they call me Gun. I can use any object as a bullet and control it with my mind. Your power is shadow manipulation. Let's see how well you'll hold up against this."
~*With the others*~
"Zhat must have hurt," Kurt winced as he witnessed Michael being slammed into a wall.
"Not enough. Michael was one of the first young recruits of Mutant Underground, he has been training almost non-stop for seven years, they're planning on letting him set up an Underground safehouse," Marianne replied, not taking her eyes remaining off of the fight. Almost everyone had left for lunch, save for Marianne, Kurt, Logan and Kitty.
And indeed, Michael got up again, stretched his neck before letting a couple of the marbles shoot towards Shadow, they cut straight through his outfit, Kitty winced as she saw that they drew blood. While Shadow was distracted, Michael made his move and repaid Shadow for slamming him into the wall.
"He's got some moves," Logan observed.
"Yeah, like, I would totally not like to go against him," Kitty agreed with Logan.
"That's gonna need stitching," was all Marianne said as she saw that Shadow made a blade out of the shadows and sliced Michael with it.
"Zhe doctor has spoken!" Kurt grinned, "Zo, vhat are you gonna do now? Go wizh Michael or stay?"
"Kurt, don't be, like, rediculous, ofcourse she's gonna stay!" Kitty said before Marianne could reply.
"Half pint, I think that that's Marianne's call," Logan half-growled as he saw a piece of expensive equipment being demolished by both Shadow and Michael.
"Well, I have to finish my education, get my doctor's degree, and that's happening at Boston. I don't think I would be staying here anyway," she held up her hand as Kitty was about to argue, "I have a life there now, Kitty, and here, I don't think I would ever be allowed on a mission again. Not after what happened the first and last time. You have a very good doctor here. Michael's my boyfriend, I love him with all my heart and when he sets up the safehouse, he's going to need me as a doctor and an ally. A lot of mutants they bring in are hurting, physically and mentally. I'll be needed, he'll need someone who he can trust blindly. And I need to be needed. It may sound selfish, but if I'm not needed, I can't stay."
"But... but Marianne! You can't leave right away!" Kitty whined.
"Ofcourse I'm not leaving right away, I'll be staying here for the week. I can miss one week at University. But after that, I'm going. But it's not like I'll fall off of the radar, I'm in Boston, you know where I live, you have my e-mail. You can reach me easily, and should you guys ever need help from the Underground, all you have to do is get word to me. Besides, I can't leave untill both Michael and Shadow are sufficiently patched up," she cringed as she saw that both Shadow and Michael looked like they had gone a round against a Sentinel and they were still at it. Half the Danger Room had already been demolished, and Michael seemed to have the upperhand against Shadow. But then again, he had had extremely good training.
"Shadow, Michael, that will be enough. I don't think the Danger Room can take any more, and neither can you, Shadow," Marianne decided to step in before Michael would do any damage that couldn't be repaired. The tone in her voice told everyone that it wouldn't be a wise choice to not listen.
"Vow! Shadow looks bad," Kurt looked at the battered 21 year old.
"Like, bad doesn't even come close to it!" Kitty commented.
"Kurt, could you port me to the med-lab and then port both Shadow and Michael there too?" Marianne turned to the blue mutant.
"Remind me, I do not get on zheir bad zide, not now, not ever," Kurt placed his hand on Marianne's shoulder and teleported her to the med-lab, before teleporting back and get the two men.
"So, finished with the testosterone surge? Really, I have NEVER before in my life seen such childish, petty, little boys. Shadow! I do not need you to judge the man I am in love with! Not now, not ever! And you, Michael, you should know better then to provoke someone. How many times have we talked about this? ASK first, HURT later," she glared at the both of them, hands on her hips, a glare on her face.
She got no reply from either one of them, they just looked at them like boys who had been caught with their hand in th cookie jar.
"Shadow, you're up first, Michael, keep this on that cut," she tossed Michael a piece of cloth and began to clean Shadow up. Shadow yelped several times as she seemed to have shoved her bed-side manner aside.
"Yeow! Marianne! Ouch! Have a... ouch... heart!" Shadow objected against the rough treatment.
"Grow up," Marianne snorted, Michael winced in at advance as he knew he was about to recieve the exact same treatment from her, he only hoped she would give him something against the pain while she stitched him. He knew of one particular time when she had given him just enough to not feel a hell of a lot pain, but still a lot.
"Get out. Now," Marianne pointed at the door, while still glaring at Shadow, who made his hasty, limping retreat, "and for you Gun," Michael cringed: if she used his codename, it was bad, "you are going to go and take me out tonight in order to make up for this."
Michael resisted the urge to groan: this was going to cost him, a lot. Much to his surprise, she was a lot more gentle on him, perhaps she had released most of her anger on Shadow. He just gritted her teeth as she stitched him up.
"I told them I'd be staying for a week, after that, I'm going back with you," okay, she was completely over her anger right now, Michael concluded as she gave him a peck on the cheek, and that news MADE him want to take her out. He winced slightly as she put on the last bandages.
"You're a big wuss," she giggled and then yelped as he swept her into his lap and nuzzled her neck.
"So, where are we going tonight?" he whispered softly.