Rachel "Ray" Summers (somecallmeray) wrote in marvel_legends,
@ 2011-04-10 16:29:00

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{Open to anyone who wants a headache}
Rachel sleeps. She's relearned how to do that wherever she puts her head down.

It had been easy to get soft during the attempt at college thing after Cable brought her back. Then everything went crazy. She was disappointed in herself for being surprised by the crazy times. When everything went back to something resembling normalcy and she found herself minus any of her powers she just about did backflips. She looked into going back to college and had begun the process to re-enrollment.

Then everything began to change.

Again.

Rachel is having nightmares. Apocalypse's followers leaving her at the point of death. She twitches against the tile that makes up the floor of the abandoned state mental health building. Nathan breaking her free of Gaunt.......Mom rejecting her because she housed the Phoenix force.....Meggan, Captain Britian, Fuzzy Elf, Kitty...Logan stabbing her, Mojoverse, Spiral. A whimper escapes her as her breathing becomes more rapid. Everybody she ever loved dying either because of her or by her own mind. Kate. Benjamin. Namor..the collar....the programing...the tattooes on her face...THE HOUND! "NO!"

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	genequeen 2011-04-11 11:54 pm UTC (link)
	There is something that response to that mental cry. It isn't entirely formed yet, not completely a consciousness or a fully formed person. The response, when it comes is a sensation. ? (Reply to this)(Thread)

somecallmeray
2011-04-12 12:18 am UTC (link)

She couldn't stop shaking. It took more than a few moments for her to clear her head, remember where she was...when she was.

Then she felt it. The echo of a response in her mind. Dear god what has she done?!

Who's that?

She shouldn't be replying. No one was supposed to know she had her powers back but she could tell she had shouted mentally as well as audibly. She just hopes her cover isn't entirely blown to hell.

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	genequeen 2011-04-13 02:59 am UTC (link)
	Who....? The response doesn't seem to be mocking but more wondering, as if the question hadn't occurred to the other person. Who... are you? (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	somecallmeray 2011-04-13 09:31 am UTC (link)
	I asked you first! She needed to move, get out of here in case her shout both audibly and mentally had been heard by someone local. She started gathering up what little belongings she had, glad for the survival training she's had from various people that taught her to pack light and keep everything close. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	genequeen 2011-04-13 03:46 pm UTC (link)
	The emotion in the response is somewhat baffling. It is a good question though. Who am I? It isn't mocking in tone but seriously being considered. There on the edges of conciousness, there is an answer to the question. The contact with Rachel dims as, whoever this is, focuses on the question. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	somecallmeray 2011-04-13 03:59 pm UTC (link)
	That was the question. The confusion on the other "end" made Rachel pause. Her luck would have it that her mind somehow touched someone in a psych ward somewhere, but they had talent. Rachel realized she had stopped carrying the conversation telepathically. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	genequeen 2011-04-13 11:31 pm UTC (link)
	I don't know. I think... There is a name... The contact is still there, it just isn't focused on her any longer. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	somecallmeray 2011-04-13 11:38 pm UTC (link)
	Focus! She frowned to herself, awake now. This was erasing the nightmares, thankfully and she hefted her pack over a shoulder as she bolted out of the out of order bathroom. Think, damn it! (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	genequeen 2011-04-14 12:04 am UTC (link)
	There is a focusing and an emotional response at that. A hot flash of anger. I AM! (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	somecallmeray 2011-04-14 12:06 am UTC (link)
	Rachel flinched and stumbled as she jogged away from the abandoned truck stop. Damn! That had hurt! It's been a while since someone could hurt her mentally. It made her smile though, too. Good. Then start again. Who are you? (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	genequeen 2011-04-14 12:16 am UTC (link)
	The name is there but with it is... everything. With it is all of the memories all of the pain and insanity and she's been hiding from it. She doesn't want that, she doesn't want any of it. Somewhat a familiar situation. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	somecallmeray 2011-04-14 12:22 am UTC (link)
	Fine. She pauses by the empty gas pumps, looking out and down the road for cars. Then if you aren't going to be any help, go away. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	genequeen 2011-04-14 12:32 am UTC (link)
	Help? What help do you need? (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	somecallmeray 2011-04-14 12:33 am UTC (link)
	I'm not going to tell you! You don't even know who you are. The road was clear. She ducked around the gas pumps and started down it at a loping jog. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	genequeen 2011-04-14 12:51 am UTC (link)
	There is a feeling of thoughtfulness. I do. I do know. She just doesn't want to know. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	somecallmeray 2011-04-14 12:52 am UTC (link)
	Then tell me and maybe I'll trust you. It was doubtful, but stranger things have happened to Rachel. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	genequeen 2011-04-14 01:21 am UTC (link)
	The name is out there. And then, as if she can't ignore it any longer, it crashes into her and everything that comes with it. Madelyne. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	somecallmeray 2011-04-14 08:40 pm UTC (link)
	Made... Ray just about tripped over her own feet before she stopped in the middle of the road with a blink. Maddy?! (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	genequeen 2011-04-14 09:28 pm UTC (link)
	There is a small pause. Yes. And now she can't stop the flood of memories that have some streaming through her. It is choking. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	somecallmeray 2011-04-14 09:57 pm UTC (link)
	OW! Rachel dropped to her knees on the street, clutching at her head. Maddy, stop! You're hurting me! (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	genequeen 2011-04-14 10:21 pm UTC (link)
	The flow cuts off as does contact. As much as the flow of information hurt Rachel's head, the backlash of just cutting it off like that must have hurt Madelyne in response. Of course, there is no telling where she is. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	somecallmeray 2011-04-14 10:39 pm UTC (link)
	She panted for a few moments, just enjoying the lack of psychic pain and silence then staggered to her feet. "...god, maddy." What...where... Ray wasn't willing to risk either of them being exposed more than they already had been. This was going to bother her though for a good long while. (Reply to this)(Parent)

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