After their 'goodbye' in the office, Jean was irritated with the doctor. He was such an ass, and being away from him once more had removed that feeling of being cowed. His mind was too boring to think about trying to enter while he was conscious. She'd done it once before; the human/mutant genome was goddamned tedium ( Read more... )

She wasn't feeling better. She was sleeping too damned much, the painkillers she'd been given weren't doing a damned thing, and now she couldn't get warm despite the fact that she was sweating buckets. To top it all off, she was painfully bored having shut her brain up totally, since the constant barrage of child minds were driving her batty ( Read more... )

Jean pushed open the door to the medlabs, her arm clutching her chest and her entire front covered in blood that was still seeping. Victor had gotten her with a full swipe, and Jean was already weakened thanks to her little plot to snare Logan. Too bad Victor went and cocked that up ( Read more... )

( Jean and Sinister discuss The Art of War )