Marvel Next Generation Roleplay


Getting lost, getting found, getting born again each day... @ 02:38 pm

[info]mishaloganovich:
Current Mood: blah

As a reward for being a good little mutant and submitting to Xavier's psychic help and Dad's daily work outs, Misha was allowed to mingle with the student body. No sparring, no teaching, no weapons training, but by God he could now talk to them without the fear of hurting somebody. They still couldn't tell him what would trigger an attack other than the obvious Romanov one, but since Mom wasn't around and as far as he knew Anya, James and Eliza were still in SHIELD custody, that didn't appear to be a problem.

It was a nice afternoon, so he pulled Dad's jeep out of the garage to wash it. Darlene was still in his parking spot in the city and from the messages left on his phone, not happy she wasn't getting more air time.
 

And she didn't even get drunk too... @ 06:09 pm

[info]staturity:

Getting shot was not an easy thing to recover from. Cassie was off the pain killers, walking around, and was going to be discharged fairly soon. Between worrying about physical therapy, Scotty, her upcoming wedding, and Kang, it wasn't that odd for Cassie to miss a few things.

But missing something like a funky looking snake tattoo on her ankle? She didn't know how that happened.

"What the frak?" She sat on her bed and pulled her foot up so she could get a closer look. Unfortunately that involved moving her ab muscles (seriously, was there any movement that didn't involve those muscles?). "Ow."
 

Baking Spree @ 11:44 pm

[info]purplegeist:

Melanie Hall was cheering herself up a bit by doing something useful at which she was good. Beside the purple oven, currently, were cooling a batch of almond meringue cookies and a batch of butterscotch oatmeal cookies.
After the ventilations shift to send the scent further throughout the building, the oven door opened on a blackberry pie. She returned to herself and started transferring half of two-thirds of each batch of cookies onto plates, and one third of each batch into a sealed container. She put the container in a box with a note that said, simply, "Hope you and your brother are doing okay."

Once the package for David Roberts at Xavier's was set to be mailed, Mel returned to the kitchen to see if the others were there.
 

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