The bus let her off a bit down the road, and she--

stood there. For a while.

Little bit more.

Few more

--yep, okay, ready now.

Rahne walks up to the gate, duffel slung over her shoulder, and just looks for a few moments before hitting the buzzer.

His re-strapped ribs and the IV drip make sitting up far more uncomfortable than it should be, so Jean-Paul has had to improvise. It's taken a considerable amount of podiatric dexterity -- not to mention squirming, cursing, and putting up with monitors beeping as if he's about to code -- but Northstar manages to finally get the toes of one foot ( Read more... )

Sean has known Moira well enough to realise that there's only one thing that will get her out of the med labs right now. While she may go for impressive lengths of time without tending to many of her own needs, there's one that the good doctor simply cannot ignore for too long. And he just happens to be brewing a pot of it right now ( Read more... )

Yes, it's a bottle on her desk. The cork is in place. She hasn't broken the seal. She's just staring at it ( Read more... )

She lets Jubilee take the lead into the mansion. Her heart rate has increased with a combination of nerves and excitement. It's been so long! She can't help but stop and look around. Some things are the same, some different. It's messing with her head ( Read more... )

Henry Peter Gyrich's car pulls up the driveway to Xavier's School For Gifted Youngsters. He's been here before, of course --- some days it seems he's always on the firing line between humans with powers and those without. And he knows this is one of those days, because as bad as they think it's going to be, he's about to make it worse ( Read more... )

The battle in New Mexico is over. The X-Men, the Brotherhood and the Avengers are cleaning up, tending to the wounded ( Read more... )

Inside the base, Gambit has started his way down through the lengthy but tight maintenence pathways ( Read more... )