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Zoe Graystone ([personal profile] firstcylon) wrote2012-05-03 08:01 pm

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"Are you sure we're ready?" Zoe asked, wringing her hands together before she realized she was doing it, and stopped.

"We're ready," her father assured her, nodding, as her mother came and put her hands on her shoulders.

"We're ready, Zoe," she echoed, looking into her eyes. "We've triple-checked everything. This is it."

Zoe nodded slowly, and took a deep breath. "Okay." A small, slightly tight smile. "Let's get it done."

It was only normal, she told herself as her parents derezzed to get things ready in the real world, for her to feel slightly anxious. People got cold feet about getting married, of course she would get cold feet about being born again. If something went wrong, she might be deleted and lost forever. Double up or nothing.

She looked around the room of her old home, walked to the window and looked out at the lake. The water was real now, as real as it could get in V-World. She had programmed everything here better than her father could have, but now it was time to enter the real world.

"We're ready for you, Zo," her father's voice sounded in the otherwise empty house.

She clenched her fist, programming the sun to rise. A dawn seemed appropriate, right then, and she watched the first rays come over the horizon. "I'm ready," she answered, and for an instant, there was nothing.

There was nothing, and then she took a loud, gasping breath, oxygen forcing its way into brand new lungs, and she sat up, panting, before she scrambled in panic when she found herself on a cot, clothed, and very dry, three things that should not have happened. Her back hit the wall, and that was when she noticed the other person in the room. The other person she had never seen before, and she could only stare at him now, not even sure whether her vocal chords would work properly.
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[personal profile] ohsnikt 2012-05-04 01:15 pm (UTC)(link)
Logan hears her, even though his ears are suddenly roaring with rage and a powerful need to escape.

"I was wrong. This ain't Fury. He doesn't really do space, and he definitely doesn't do please and thank you."

He gets right up against the force field, which doesn't hurt him, but is menacingly tingly. Bet you bite back, huh Bub?
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[personal profile] ohsnikt 2012-05-04 02:20 pm (UTC)(link)
This one musta lived under a rock. Impatient as he was to get out of here, Logan rattled off the mutant spiel.

"Mutants are humans with a weird "X" gene. I don't really get the science bit, but it means we have abilities. All different, and usually not something regularfolk take kindly to."

He continues to stare at his hands, not the sanest lookin' thing ever, but he can't shake the disbelief over not being able to do what always comes so natural.
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[personal profile] ohsnikt 2012-05-10 12:12 am (UTC)(link)
Something about this little girl's posture reminds Logan of his favorite X-Men. X-Women, really. She's totally unafraid and grilling him like he should be doing something to impress her. It's kind of familiar, and relaxes him just a little.

Through clenched teeth, he answers.

"Flashiest is probably the claws, which don't seem to be workin' right now. Also I heal =really fast and from stuff that would kill anyone else."
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[personal profile] ohsnikt 2012-05-10 07:28 pm (UTC)(link)
"Sometimes." He growls, flashing briefly to his Mutant X ordeal.

"But the mutations aren't. You're born with 'em."

Logan set his nose to work, even though it was having an off day. Metal he didn't recognize, the girl, and ...bacon?

His head whips around to the little alcove in the wall, which now contained a prissy looking little sandwich that he didn't trust at all.
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[personal profile] ohsnikt 2012-05-11 02:03 am (UTC)(link)
Logan picks up the plate and sniffs the sandwich. It seems ok. He looks under the top slice of bread.

"Probably no point in drugging us. We're going nowhere fast."

He's hungry, but isn't about to take food out of a kid's mouth. On the other hand, he doesn't want her to feel like his poison tester.

"Want half?"