17 May 2007
The Yard

The clouds are slowly building in the far distance, though they remain white and fluffy. However, the temperature is cooler that yesterday, and Jubilee has resorted back to jeans and a long-sleeved, if thin, t-shirt that sports a phrase about dreaming and that being the only place you'd have a chance in pink glitter. She sits on ( Read more... )

11 May 2007
The Boathouse

It is raining. This is an unfortunate turn of events. Earlier in the day it was not raining, and for a while it looked as if the weather might even brighten up, and so Piotr headed out towards the lake with a sketchbook in hand and a mix and match collection of drawing materials in his pocket, but the weather was not keen on ( Read more... )

15 April 2007
The Garage

Bobby has secreted himself in the corner of the garage, wedged next to the automative equipment.  In his hand is an oxyfuel cutting torch and this is about as far as he's gotten.  He has it in hand.  He may have had in in hand for a good while.  Wrapped around his right ankle is a thick piece of scrap metal.  It is wrapped ( Read more... )

That was truly disheartening. To come back to training after just six weeks away, and to do so poorly--

It is not encouraging.

09 April 2007
Piotr's room

From the sheer selection of goodies arranged carefully on the plate Illyana carries on in hand, the other side of the plate cutting into her side to balance it properly, it seems that a considerably ( Read more... )

Early 2011
HFC Secret Chambers

Deep in the depths of the Hellfire Clubhouse are rooms that no outsider knows of, because knowledge of it means devotion or death. Emma commands at least one of those from the siblings that wait for her in the hall leading to the watchroom and meeting chambers of the Inner Circle. She exits the watchroom, with its rows ( Read more... )

03 April 2007
The streets of New York City
What If

The crunch of thick windshield glass gives way to a silent Rogue. Her foot slides along the hood of the car, a dazed sort of movement to the mutant as she rolls slightly away from the place of impact. The windshield reveals a Rogue-shaped imprint as she tumbles right off the car hood and lands ( Read more... )

Space. The final frontier.

These are the adventures of the--

"Gorram--"

--in space, nobody hears you scream.

"Attention all passengers," the intercom rasps, mellow-voiced in a deep and pleasant baritone. "We have presently reached a cruising altitude of six billion miles from the nearest atmosphere. The captain would like to ask all passengers cease ( Read more... )

31 March 2007
The Kitchen

"Not yet.  I need to."  Bobby, distracted out of his distraction, raises the glass to his lips.  Sipping does not do much good-- oh.  Bobby squints at the accidental popsicle he's made of the juice.  Oh well.  He upends the glass in the sink.

"They won't let me in yet," Jubilee mutters miserably.

Looking rather tired and still ( Read more... )

03 March 2007
The Medbay

The medbay has been an interesting place for the last few days, one of unlikely shocks and wounds, but now only Piotr remains, lying bare-chested once again on one of the beds, this time with a semi-circle of gaze pads around the right side of his body, front and back, though the latter are hidden. He is currently asleep, ( Read more... )

What if...?

What if the government program of identifying mutants had gone too far?

What if they were being rounded up, branded, even eliminated?

What if the X-Men's loss of anonymity had cost them more than their privacy?

What if the only ones left to help them were the children they had protected and trained?

What if Jubilee now led the X-Men?

09 ( Read more... )