Reached review 100! Sych you are the hundredth reviewer! XD
POLL CONCLUDED: Who is Logan's perfect partner?
The results are: 57percent Aurora, 25percent Storm, 8percent Roxanne, 8percent None listed.
I will take the results into deep consideration as I continue the story. Thank you everybody! There is now a new poll up! I really value your response, so please vote! You could be changing my storylines for the better!
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Sych77: Gambit's hardly a perfect guy. I felt there's some sort of hidden personality in him, like he has other means all the time. The previous chapter was a character development chapter, yes. Some action will be coming along soon. So if you've been waiting for some, it'll come by the truck load! XD
Calandra: Gambit's too macho for her? And Logan's not? P Logan's masculine.. there are many things I could list, but lets not. I could drool and ruin the keyboard and then you won't get a chapter. So, let's swiftly move on to the rest of this reply! I do have a sort of cure for writer's block, Sych suggested it one day (thanks Nikki!) and that's to write skeleton chapters beforehand. Really useful. Luckily I don't suffer from it that often.
Kimenomi: Hehe, I am usually very quick on updates, some people take ages and you end up losing interest on their stories. One good thing is that if I update soon, then people don't forget about me! And yes, I do speak a little French. And I know what mon chere means P I studied in at secondary school for three years, although that was over two years ago now. Don't use it much though. Bonjour, je m'appelle Nicola et j'ai dix-sept ans! Off the top off my head I don't know any other full sentences, only words, like stylo et baton de colle et piosson.. etc..
Blix: Glad you liked it (: Yes, it was more about her relationships with the two men rather than any fighting or action sequences. As I said to Sych, we'll be getting to that shortly so don't worry! It's gonna be good!
Chapter 29There was a young fire sat in the centre of a small clearing. The darkness was swiftly falling upon the scene and ominous shadows were beginning to dance over the trees as two figures sat either side of the fire. The orange glow blasted a dangerous looking hue across the small area, lighting up the faces of the two mutants. Siren was sat on the earth a few feet away from the fire. Her jacket rested on the floor beside her, upon it a pistol. She sat with one leg stretched out and the other slightly bent. She held the other pistol in her left hand whilst her right proceeded to clean it with a cloth. As she worked her hair had spilled from the makeshift bun, and long strands of waved blonde danced either side of her face and spilled down upon the white straps of her vest top. Her eyes were solely on the pistol she was cleaning, unaware of the man sat on the other side of the fire.
Scott was laid on the soft earth, resting on his right side. His right arm bent under his head, lower arm doubled back so his palm could support him at his right temple. He watched through his red lenses to the woman sat on the other side of the dancing flames. He smiled slowly to himself, doing nothing other than watch her.
Siren lifted up the pistol and looked across it's gleaming surface. She ran her fingers delicately along the barrel, a crookedly proud smile on her lips. She lowered it gently, clasping the leather of the handle for a moment, directing it as if to shoot before lowering it gently to her jacket next to it's partner. Her hands rose to brush her hair from her face, the golden strands glinting slowly in the mix of fire and moonlight. It was only then that Siren looked across the top of the curling flames to see Scott with his eyes on her. She made a shy sort of smile, eyes glinting in reflection to the waving flame tips.
Scott remained resting on his hand, still stretched out on the floor, "You're beautiful, do you know that?"
A small laugh came from across the other side of the fire, Siren made a bashful grin at him, "Well, I try my best."
"I know you do," answered Scott with a small smirk.
Siren returned the smirk to him before turning to pick up her pistols. She stood up her feet, placing either pistol in the hip holsters. She looked down to either one, checking them were properly in before picking up her jacket and carrying it as she walked around the fire to join his side. Scott's eyes followed her around and a continue smile remained; however, it weakened slightly when he sighed.
Siren knelt down gently beside his head, frowning, "What's wrong Scott?"
"It's going to be dangerous," he murmured in response, "Sometimes we have been lucky and got through fights.. sometimes we haven't, and lost people," Scott sighed again, "You saw how that Sentinel killed Michael.. and we're going to end up fighting bunches of them. I can see it happening."
"Oh Scott, we may be all right," murmured the French mutant.
"Exactly, we may be, but we may not."
Siren gently took his hand, giving a reassuring squeeze as she lay down in front of him, "Come on Scott, you are a confident man. We can do this."
Scott shook his head, looking across to her gently, "I'm not confident this time. I normally push away my doubts to be strong for the rest of the team. With a hesitant leader we're pretty much done for," he shook his head gently, rubbing his forehead with his left hand, "But I am not confident on this one. It's time to face facts. This is our hardest fight yet. These things aren't kidding, they are truly killing machines."
"Scott.."
Scott looked at her in the eyes, shaking his head hopelessly, "I'm scared, Adrienne. Truly scared."
But Siren shook her head, leaning over and kissing his cheek, "Scott, don't worry. We're not going into the facility yet. Once we have found out where it is we can go home and prepare, oui?"
"What can we do in a few weeks that years of battles never accomplished?" asked Scott softly in a defeated voice.
"More training," hissed Adrienne fiercely, nodding her head, "We can be trained to be stronger and swifter than before in a few weeks. We all have different fighting styles, if we implement them into each other we will be a strong opposition!"
At this, Scott sat up off his jacket, his hands supporting him as he got up out of his laying position, "But some of us are better at hand to hand fighting than others.."
"Precisely, so those people that need to learn how to throw a punch will be taught!"
"In a few weeks?" repeated Scott.
"It can be done.." murmured Siren, reaching over to kiss him on the lips, "Don't worry."
If Scott was going to respond, he didn't manage to, because Siren continued to kiss him. Well, it certainly made him feel more confident and generally in a lighter mood. "We can try.." he whispered softly to her. He smiled gently; resting his hands gently on her bare arms before moving in to kiss her again. Siren chuckled quietly, rising upon her knees as she closed the distance between them to wrap her arms around his neck. Scott seemed happy to oblige, and his arms in return settled around her hips, pulling her even closer.
Whether it was natural instinct or Siren had other plans, she used the advantage of her being on her knees and Scott on his rear for her to push forward and send the man back down into the earth, only this time he was on his back, and she was on top of him, continuing to kiss him with her arms around his head, clutching his hair into spiked clumps. Scott's arms gradually slid around the woman's back, his knees bending slowly. Just while things were starting to get interesting, a resounding beeping filled the area and both Scott and Siren opened their eyes suddenly to stare at each other.
Scott made a low sigh before moving his hand to the earpiece in his ear and he clicked the button gently with an unimpressed grunt. This was probably Logan pissing around. Scott smirked and spoke, "Scott Summers, leader of the X-Men, currently grounded with a very bad woman between my thighs."
"Good evening Scott."
Scott's eyes widened under his visor, "Professor!"
Siren stared at Scott before she promptly burst into laughter at Scott. She rolled off his stomach, her laughter filling up the small clearing echoingly. At her departure Scott immediately sat upright, rubbing a hand through his unkempt hair, "I was only joking Professor, I am – "
"You cannot lie to a psychic, Scott," came the Professor Xaviers' voice shrewdly, "However, that is not the reason for my call. I just wanted to hear how things were getting on.. mission wise."
Scott spluttered quietly, looking to the smirking Siren, "Er.. things are getting on great."
"Good. Just don't let personal matters interfere with this mission."
"I'm not!" replied Scott hurriedly.
"I mean Aurora," said Charles quietly, "Don't let things get out of hand Scott." He sighed softly before continuing, "Well, I'll leave you be now, good night Scott.." he said softly before the transceiver beeped quietly and the signal shut off.
"'Night.." replied Scot quietly before pulling the X-Transceiver out of his ear and staring at Siren, "I can't believe I just did that," he said in a gasp.
"Get over it, hun," whispered Siren softly as she kissed his cheek and stood up off the dirt. She shook her head with a gentle smirk before disappearing into her tent, leaving Scott to hold his head with a soft sigh.
If you've seen the film Bridget Jones' Diary, you will have spotted the reference. XD
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