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 2011-04-14 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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