The X-men run missions and work together with the NYPD, striving to maintain a peaceful balance between humans and mutants. When it comes to a fight, they won't back down from protecting those who need their help.
Haven presents itself as a humanitarian organization for activists, leaders, and high society, yet mutants are the secret leaders working to protect and serve their kind. Behind the scenes they bring their goals into reality.
From the time when mutants became known to the world, SUPER was founded as a black-ops division of the CIA in an attempt to classify, observe, and learn more about this new and rising threat.
The Syndicate works to help bring mutantkind to the forefront of the world. They work from the shadows, a beacon of hope for mutants, but a bane to mankind. With their guiding hand, humanity will finally find extinction.
Since the existence of mutants was first revealed in the nineties, the world has become a changed place. Whether they're genetic misfits or the next stage in humanity's evolution, there's no denying their growing numbers, especially in hubs like New York City. The NYPD has a division devoted to mutant related crimes. Super-powered vigilantes help to maintain the peace. Those who style themselves as Homo Superior work to tear society apart for rebuilding in their own image.
MRO is an intermediate to advanced writing level original character, original plot X-Men RPG. We've been open and active since October of 2005. You can play as a mutant, human, or Adapted— one of the rare humans who nullify mutant powers by their very existence. Goodies, baddies, and neutrals are all welcome.
Short Term Plots:Are They Coming for You?
There have been whispers on the streets lately of a boogeyman... mutant and humans, young and old, all have been targets of trafficking.
The Fountain of Youth
A chemical serum has been released that's shaving a few years off of the population. In some cases, found to be temporary, and in others...?
MRO MOVES WITH CURRENT TIME: What month and year it is now in real life, it's the same for MRO, too.
Fuegogrande: "Fuegogrande" player of The Ranger, Ion, Rhia, and Null
Neopolitan: "Aly" player of Rebecca Grey, Stephanie Graves, Marisol Cervantes, Vanessa Bookman, Chrysanthemum Van Hart, Sabine Sang, Eupraxia
Ongoing Plots
Magic and Mystics
After the events of the 2020 Harvest Moon and the following Winter Solstice, magic has started manifesting in the MROvere! With the efforts of the Welldrinker Cult, people are being converted into Mystics, a species of people genetically disposed to be great conduits for magical energy.
The Pharoah Dynasty
An ancient sorceress is on a quest to bring her long-lost warrior-king to the modern era in a bid for global domination. Can the heroes of the modern world stop her before all is lost?
Are They Coming for You?
There have been whispers on the streets lately of a boogeyman... mutant and humans, young and old, all have been targets of trafficking.
Adapteds
What if the human race began to adapt to the mutant threat? What if the human race changed ever so subtly... without the x-gene.
Atlanteans
The lost city of Atlantis has been found! Refugees from this undersea mutant dystopia have started to filter in to New York as citizens and businessfolk. You may make one as a player character of run into one on the street.
Got a plot in mind?
MRO plots are player-created the Mods facilitate and organize the big ones, but we get the ideas from you. Do you have a plot in mind, and want to know whether it needs Mod approval? Check out our plot guidelines.
Posted by Iris/Rayne on Nov 15, 2008 21:41:00 GMT -6
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Starling beamed as her new friend was allowed to accompany them. The little sparrow perched atop the girl's dark hair as the quartet made their way to the Medical area. Iris's own eyes turned a bit grey-blue with her own discomfort. It wasn't that she was afraid or nervous; medical areas just brought back so many unpleasant memories, the majority of them saddening. But she remained outwardly at ease.
“Mind if I’m tested first?” Sara asked. Iris shook her head and smiled.
"Not at all. That's fine."
" As you can see, Medical is one of the few places here that has actual structural integrity outside of the ice. I felt it was necessary both in emergency situations and also for health reasons. If you will excuse me for a moment?"
Iris glanced around at the other patients as they waited. She noticed an older man seated away from the others, twisting a thin, silver case nervously in his hands. As usual, her daughter proved her own uninhibited spirit, and made her way over to the man.
"Why are you sitting alone?" Starling asked. "Are you new here, too?"
The man looked up in surprise, then nodded. Starling grinned. "So are we. We gotta be tested for 'Hairwiry'. Doctor Willis said it was pro... proco.... pro-co-tal." She frowned at herself, knowing she hadn't said that right. "Momma, what's 'procotal'?"
"Pro-to-cal, Sweatpea. It means everyone has to do it."
The man seemed worried, his eyes shifting toward the door uneasily. Starling looked up, crossing her eyes at the bird on her head.
"Jibby says the poke doesn't even hurt. And its fast."
Iris chuckled, and tuned out the rest of the conversation. She did notice, however, that by the time Garret returned, the shy man appeared much more confident, and Starling was grinning. She called her daughter to her side. The little one waved at the man, then held something up for her mother to see.
"Look, Momma! He made it for me!"
Garrett was speaking again, so Iris nodded and put a finger to her lips. 'I look in a minute, 'kay?' she mouthed. Starling nodded enthusiastically, and turned to listen as well.
" This, Ladies, is my own patented Haywire tester. It works in a similar manner to a blood sugar tester used by diabetics. Just a simple prick should do. Since you are my friends, I will allow you to use the device on yourselves. I loaded it up already. I believe you wanted to go first, Sara?[/i]
For once, Sara's healing abilities proved a hindrance, rather than a helper, keeping any blood from being drawn. Iris, as well as the bird, jumped a bit in surprise when her friend chomped on her own hand to finally draw the needed blood. Starling frowned, but only because of Jibby's reaction.
"Of course she's not going to eat you. She's not a kitty-cat cat. She's my teacher. She won't eat my friends. Don't be silly, Jibby."
Iris jumped again, more at the sound than anything, when it came to her turn, and the lancet snapped out. Starling didn't even flinch. Her feathered friends at home bit harder than that little poker could. Both Srisai girls tested negative.[/color]
Posted by Iris/Rayne on Nov 15, 2008 1:11:16 GMT -6
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Iris followed Sebastian out the door and into the downpour once more. She shivered, this time unable to do anything to protect them from the wetness. She could probably used the aquamarine, and created an ice umbrella for them as the went. But she quickly dismissed that though; the first sight of Hylonme, the fire alarm, and now the oncoming siren -- all of them already had her on edge. Ice would just send her over it.
They passed a bookstore, and a woman with an umbrella. Iris blinked. She looked familiar. She slowed down long enough to turn and look. The woman had been joined by a man, and the pair were kissing their hellos. Or possibly goodbyes; you never could tell.
Wait.... Was that the couple she'd seen in the park earlier?
<"Stop being paranoid."> Iris shook her head and turned back. Maybe it was, but likely it wasn't. She hadn't got a good look at the pair in the park, and after all, it was raining. In fact, the three retreating mutants passed another umbrella-covered duo as they continued on.
Iris dismissed them from her mind.
As they drew closer to the Sanctuary, Iris began to feel slightly uneasy once more. She hadn't actually been to the Sanctuary, but she had visited the surrounding areas. In the rain it was hard to tell what was what. But she had the distinct feeling she didn't want to be here....
They rounded the corner, and Iris stopped dead in her tracks. Golden doors. Everyone knew where the Golden Doors led, and to who.
"I-I'm not go-going in th-there," she stammered. She didn't care if she died from exposure. She was not setting foot inside those doors.
Posted by Iris/Rayne on Nov 12, 2008 23:46:01 GMT -6
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Assured that Starling was safe for the moment, Iris bowed and waved her goodbyes to Peter, then followed Garrett to the Colony display. Her head twisted back and forth, picking out the applicable tunnels and domes as he described their functions.
In her mind she listed the various areas according to interest for PAX students. The Market dome drew her interest, because of her desire to meet the resident artists. Education and Harvest ranked quite closely, for obvious reasons. She wondered if there might be a chance for more than just a tour available for the students; a sleepover or lab-type working week would be a wonderful experience for the kids.
"This last dome up front is the Lobby, where we meet new arrivals and screen them for Haywire. Speaking of, I'll need some samples from the three of you, so if you would follow me to Medical, please."
She winced slightly at the mention of Haywire; she'd had so many brushes with that nastiness it was almost funny anymore. And it brought back memories of her husband, as well....
She turned, and looked around. "Starling! C'mon, Sweetpea. We need to make a quick stop. You can chat with your friends later!"
" 'kay!" The flock of feathered critters dispersed quickly. As the little girl trotted over, however, on small creature circled her head. "Can I bring Jibby? He's not finished showing me around yet?" she asked, referring to her ability to see the images in the bird's mind.
Iris glanced at Garrett for confirmation before agreeing. "As long as Doctor Wills says it okay."
She turned to see how Sara was reacting, knowing her friend didn't care much for medical procedures.
Posted by Iris/Rayne on Nov 11, 2008 23:38:44 GMT -6
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Sara had grown adept at keeping herself calm; only a few flecks of grey wisped through Iris's hair as they rose, and her nails didn't reflect her friend's claustrophobia at all.
About halfway up, Starling's eyes suddenly widened.
"You have birds here?!" she blurted out, to her mother's surprise, sending waves of yellow through her moody hair. Iris didn't think there were birds other than penguins in Antarctica, and wasn't expecting them to be so close right off of the bat.
The little girl darted off of the elevator as soon as the door whooshed open, followed closely by her mother.
"Oh my...."
Iris's gaze was pulled away from her daughter, and up. And up, and up, and up! She wasn't sure what she'd been expecting, but this was not it. She had a sudden imagry of what the City of Atlantis might have been, had it been made of ice. The frosted bubble-like dome overhead surely would have been at home underwater. She couldn't see any form of lighting, yet the area was well lit. Also she felt quite warm in her bundled clothing, indicating the inside temperature had been regulated as well. This was definitely a work of art of a number of elementals.
The spiral staircase at its center, leading upward, at least seven floors that she could see, immediately made her dizzy. Her eyes were drawn in numerous directions by flashes of movement everywhere, and she wasn't sure where to begin.
A squeal nearby momentarily quickened her heart, until she recognized the excitement at its core. Iris' eyebrows shot up in amazement to find her daughter surrounded by a flock of birds. Not penguins, but actual flying birds, sparrows from the look of it. They fluttered around the little girl, landing for a few brief moments, before taking flight again. A number of them argued with each other over perch space on her shoulders and arms.
"I'm Starling! Nice to meet you, too!" the little one was saying. "You all live under the ice?!"
Iris shook her head and looked at Garrett and Peter, and then at Sara, at a loss for words.
Posted by Iris/Rayne on Nov 11, 2008 1:32:22 GMT -6
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"Of course, thank you. but I do have one question. What is coffee?"
Iris's eyebrows shot up in surprise, but she lowered them quickly when she realized she was staring again. The centaur had never heard of coffee?? How awful!
It seemed Sebastian shared her amazement, having gone slack-jawed. The silence edged on, becoming more than simply awkward. She felt uneasy speaking first, having felt negative vibes sent in her direction by the female centaur. But she felt someone needed to say something....
“If you don't know what coffee is, it's best to experience it for yourself." She supressed a relieved sigh when the horned mutant finally found his words. "Wait here, both of you. I'll be right back. I promised it would be my treat, and a treat it shall be!”
Again, the silence felt quite awkward, but looking about idly seemed equally rude, so she attempted to fill in the quiet politely.
"So.... Hylonme? That's a very unique name. Very pretty. Is it Greek? Or Roman?"
She breathed a sigh of relief when Sebastian returned to fill the graceless silence.
“This is coffee. I couldn't get every flavor, but I picked all my favorites and some others that sounded interesting. This one is plain," he explained to Hylonme. "It's called 'black coffee' when it doesn't have any extras added. It's pretty bitter, but many people like to add sugar and cream to counteract that bitter flavor. Or they order a specialty coffee like one of these, with all sorts of different added extras.”
He turned to wink at her. “I hope I was able to find a variety you like.”
"More than one!" The smells alone were enough to soothe Iris's earlier sullenness. She inhaled deeply, and let it out in a satisfied, 'Aahh!' She peeked at all of the labels. Two immediately stood out to her; a holiday special with eggnog flavoring, and an everyday white chocolate mocha. While she could easily stomach even black coffee if she needed to, she loved to explore. Both of these were loaded with sugar and cream, both of which would provide a boost she sorely needed.
Hoping she wouldn't seem impudent, she reached for the eggnog latte. It disappeared quickly, followed by a stretch for the white chocolate.
The sound of a crash of dishes frightened an exclamation out of her throat, and she nearly lost her grip on the little cup. The fire alarm almost immediately began blaring, pulling another gasp from Iris. In the next instant a shower of water began to sprinkle down on them. The coffee was forgotten as she turned for the nearest exit, then paused to see if Hylonme and Sebastian were following. Her first thought was, 'What would the firemen say if they arrived and saw Hylonme??'
She wasn't keen on finding out.
"This is bad! We'd better leave!" She had to yell to be heard over the alarm. "Before we draw the wrong attention!" She indicated Hylonme's half animal form.
Posted by Iris/Rayne on Nov 9, 2008 21:52:25 GMT -6
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In her mind's eye, the vision of Iris's peaceful lake began to blur around the edges. She found it harder and harder to focus on the ambient noises. The partially cloudy sky above seemed to darken, further distorting her mental image.
Her eyes blinked open, and Iris realized her breathing and heart rate had begun to increase.
Something was wrong. Seriously wrong....
"You're right Iris."
She looked up, and met Syn's gaze.
"Those who chose to live will join me. That is the only choice."
<"How dare she!"> Iris glared, wanting to rip that smug smile right off of the goth girl's pale face. How dare she think that she could force people to follow her! She wasn't anything special. Just another snotty little brat with powers she thought were so dangerous. Hah! For all she knew, Syn didn't even know how to fight! Arrogant little witch. If she thought she could control-
A lance of fear pierced her raging emotions, sharp enough to startle herself. Her eyes widened slightly, and she snapped her gaze back to the pavement.
<"She's doing this."> The thought came unbidden to Iris's mind. The heat on her back intensified, beginning to move to the center.
Syn narrowed her eyes at Iris. "So, how about it Iris. Would you join me?"
She shook her head, and backed away. "N-no. I can't. I won't!"
<"She's doing it again.... I.... I feel it...">
The clear gem began to pulse in time with her heart, and Iris's eyes widened further. She couldn't let this happen again. She wasn't sure what Syn's had done, nor how to stop it. Anger clouded her mind too deeply to focus. One specific signal managed to get through her nervous system, however.
<"Not the diamond. Don't let the diamond activate.">
The fiery pain resisted hotly, but in the end obeyed, and moved down. The shadows seemed to envelope Iris, dousing the blond of her hair and greying her skin. She pulled even further into the shadows until she seemed to melt into them and disappeared from sight.
Posted by Iris/Rayne on Nov 8, 2008 18:25:57 GMT -6
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" No, all of this was indeed crafted by earth movers and shapers of the mutant variety. Here at the Colony, we pride ourselves on working in harmony with each other, using the abilities of all of our colonists to their greatest potential for the greater good."
Iris smiled. "So then, they still live here? Is there any chance we could meet them?"
“How exactly do you work the elevator?” True, a doorway was much better than a day-long flight, but claustrophobia was still claustrophobia, and Iris felt for Sara.
She caught the end of Peter's questioning of Sara, and glanced backwards. Her friend had removed her locket, and its ingrained illusion.
"Ah, yes. I remember now. I believe we had footage of you in the files of the War Room when I was an X-Man. It all makes sense now. In regards to your question, Sara. The elevator works like any other. Only this one only goes up."
"Does it go fast?" Starling asked excitedly. 'Fast' for her meant something akin to flying, at least as close as she'd be able to get, and unlike her mother and Sara, she loved to fly. She bounced slightly next to the tall man, waiting for the ride to begin. Iris found herself excited as well, eager to see for herself the amazing haven she'd only heard about through word-of-mouth.
Posted by Iris/Rayne on Nov 6, 2008 16:30:55 GMT -6
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"Well met, Sebastian. The pleasure is all yours."
Iris blinked, and looked down. She'd been staring at Hylonme, wide-eyed, which was almost as rude as the actions of the retreating humans. It was probably the reason the giant mutant had ignored her.
“We were about to order a cup of coffee. Would you care to join us?”
She looked up again and nodded, determined to redeem herself. "Yes, please do."
She moved to help Sebastian arrange the table appropriately, and waited for Hylonme to choose her seat first. Oddly enough, the 'wet horse' smell made her slightly homesick. Mentally she made a note to visit the Equestrian Center within the next few days, and spend the day riding. May Katrina would want to come along, and possibly Calley. She still owed the pair for saving her life back at the Labs.
Posted by Iris/Rayne on Nov 6, 2008 16:13:54 GMT -6
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" Well, little lady," Peter replied to Starling's inquiry, "I am a mutant, just like everyone else here at the Colony and like many of your friends are. This just happens to be my own ability."
"You can make rooms inside of rooms?"[/i] You could almost see the gears turning with possibilities in the little one's mind. What other kinds of rooms could the Goofy Man make? Maybe a forest? She could have her own jungle, with enough trees and cliffs for all of her feathered friends....
“I like this," Sara remarked. “People would pay you for things like this.”
" Peter's abilities could indeed benefit many people. Fortunately, he is a loyal colonist and uses it for the benefit of his family here in the South. Isn't that right, Peter?"[/i][/color]
Iris noted the slight hint in Garrett's tone, but ignored it. They didn't know Sara's sense of humor like she did, after all.
She listened quietly to her friend recount his journey after they'd gone their separate ways. She remembered his interest in the spiritual balance of the world, and was not surprised to learn of his time spent in a monastery. She bowed her head respectfully when he spoke of their deaths. She noted as she did that her nails had greyed a bit, no doubt as her hair had, reflecting a sorrow she guessed came from Garrett. It passed quickly though.
"I'm sorry for your loss."
"Nonetheless, you didn't come here to hear my personal history. On with the tour! To the left is the way we are headed, toward the express elevator. To the right are personal quarters and the Council Chambers."[/i]
Iris motioned Starling to her side as they followed the men out into the new hallway. She shivered slightly at the chill out of reflex.
"So we're actually a mile down? So there's a colony beneath The Colony?" She glanced around at the obviously man-made tunnel. "Do you have elementals that helped build, or did you have to do everything by hand?"[/color]
Posted by Iris/Rayne on Nov 5, 2008 20:30:10 GMT -6
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The little girl pouted sullenly, but after seeing Ms. Nobes put her coat on, she begrudgingly obeyed her mother.
Ladies, if you'd be so kind."
She followed her mother and her mother's odd friends into the prop room, and stared grumpily at the doorway.
" Whenever you're ready, Peter."
Growups were just weird. If they were ready to go, shouldn't they be going back outside? And why did the goofy younger man keep staring at Ms. Nobes? She even had her locket disguise working, so he didn't even have the fur to stare at. Though she didn't understand why people stared at furry people.
The funny popping noise sounded like her ears when up high, so she wiggled one finger in her ear. It didn't tickle this time though, so maybe it wasn't her.
" Your doorway is ready, Ladies and Gentlemen."
Starling eyed the doorway warily. Goofy Man was.... goofy. What was so special about the stage prop? But as Goofy man opened it, her eyes widened. There was another room on the other side of the door. A big, shiny room....
" As you can see, it's perfectly safe. Feel free to step over when you are ready."[/i]
Iris did her best to hide her amusement as her daughter immediately stepped forward to explore the new area. The little girl seemingly had no concerns about possible dangers. She'd inherited her father's easy going and bold nature, and none of her mother's hesitancy.
" As you can see, it's perfectly safe. Feel free to step over when you are ready."
Starling watched Garrett disappear, and was the first one to follow him through the door. A moment later her face appeared in the doorway again, all traces of her gloomy irritation erased by a brilliant smile.
"Momma, look! There's a room in the room!" She poked around the wooden portal, standing on her tiptoes. Iris moved forward, and looked in herself before stepping inside. She took note of the visible weaponry, and the familiar scent of incense, then turned to explore the rest of the room.
Starling frowned, then planted herself firmly in front of Peter, hands on her hips in a comical stance.
Posted by Iris/Rayne on Nov 4, 2008 19:41:37 GMT -6
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“Perhaps you should sit down, and I could get the coffee.”
Iris smiled gratefully. Switching back and forth between gems and her normal self often included her passing out. Simple lightheadedness was an almost delight change in pace.
”Thank you,” she replied as the door jingled again. ”That would b-“
"He- He- Hel- Hello. M- My name i- is Hy- Hyl- Hylonme."
Iris couldn’t help herself; her eyebrows shot up in surprise and a surprised squeak left her throat. ‘Hylonme’ was huge. And half horse. Did she mention huge?
It is my pleasure to meet you, my lady. My name is Sebastian.” The horned mutant didn’t seem to share the Iris’s shock, which was a good thing since she couldn’t yet form any words to say. She wished her mutation was still active, so she could take the appearance of a centaur in the same stride as the attempted mugging a few minutes earlier. She settled for waving and stammering out her name.
”I-I-Iris...”
The mass exodus partially brought her out of her amazement, and a frown crossed her face. She could understand surprise and shock; centaurs were not exactly an everyday appearance in the modern world. But this was New York. Gathering place of the Strange and Unusual.
She only vaguely registered the one man entering the café behind them, rather than leaving it.
Posted by Iris/Rayne on Nov 3, 2008 20:32:45 GMT -6
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"So there is a spark of fight in you afterall. You're much more fun than the last time."
Iris cringed. "Your version of 'fun' leaves much to be desired," she remarked.
"I'm affraid I have some bad news for you though. Whether you want to be pulled into my plans or not you don't have a choice. No one on the entire planet will have a choice to decide to be part of my plans or not."
She shuddered again. "Everyone has a choice. You can't control that."
Syn was too calm, too arrogant. In the future it might be the girl's downfall, but right now....
Iris gulped, and closed her eyes. <"Peaceful place. Peaceful place. Peaceful place.">
Posted by Iris/Rayne on Oct 28, 2008 22:42:32 GMT -6
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Students moved out of the way for Sara to work, and went on to other assignments. Jill motioned for Starling to move aside, and continued keeping the little one preoccupied.
“I don’t know if this is something you can do but it’s the only door way I can think of that doesn’t get used every day.” She leaned against the door slightly. “Wow that’s heavy.”
"Here, let me help." Iris moved forward, to 'help' keep the show going. Streaks of yellow were beginning to show at her temples, indicating the happy mood in the room, and the amusement underlying the entire situation.
Garrett beat her to the door, and helpfully 'unstuck' it from its trap. Poor Peter; Iris wondered how he'd react to Sara's more feline appearance. Surely in a colony of over one hundred mutants there were a few with visible mutations. She had to remember to keep a lock of hair forward; that would let her know without a doubt.
" Never tried one like this. Should prove interesting to see what happens."[/i]
Turning to her, Garrett said, " I think we can test it in there. No reason for pomp and circumstance over it. Simply ensuring it isn't torn down and making this room off limits for the day should suffice."
She nodded and followed them into the room. "Easily done."
" Do you think it needs bracing? Will the vortex move it?"
" First time I ever tried it, boss."
"If you'll excuse us for a moment, we should test the door alone. If there is a problem, no one will be injured." [/i][/color]
Again Iris nodded, and turned to leave. To Sara she muttered, "Don't want to be hurt by that heavy door." She even managed to keep a straight face, though she almost lost it when the men quickly returned, and Peter showed off his work with a Sara-ly directed "Tada!"[/color]
"Starling! Time to go, Sweetpea!" Iris turned away to keep from cracking up. "Come put your coat back on!"
Posted by Iris/Rayne on Oct 28, 2008 22:22:19 GMT -6
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“Not in the least, you may ask whatever you like. I work as a healer at a homeless shelter not far from here, and the nurses rather insisted that I take the night off. They may have mentioned something about mother hens before shoving me out the door.”
In her current state of mind, Iris didn't register the nearness of the Sanctuary, and thus didn't connect it with Sebastian's remark. Otherwise he might have found her mood abruptly chilly. As it was, she simply giggled a bit at the 'mother hen' comment.
“I figured I might as well stretch my legs and get some fresh air so long as I was exiled from the infirmary, even if the weather is a bit 'dreary'. The rain does make beautiful reflections, and the raindrops can be rather poetic. They cold just seeps into the bones after a time.”
"Poetic?"
She took a moment to part the water in front of her face, and to bring a single droplet up to her eyes. She examined it closely. Although suspended, she could see it still shifting shape, attempting to wriggle free from her grasp. Colors sparkled on its smooth surface as they passed underneath the lights of the streets. She could even see her own reflection in the tiny bit of moisture.
Iris smiled. "I guess it is."
“Ah, thank you, once again. I greatly appreciate it.”
She nodded, allowing her tiny drip to fall back to its path groundward.
They reached the coffee shop very quickly. Before going in, Iris gave her mutation a final workout, and pulled the excess moisture away from both her body and Sebastian's. As they walked through the door, a little bell jingling overhead much too cheerfully, both mutants were all but dry.
And Iris's hair had lighted considerable, going from dark and wet, to dry and blond. She reached out to hang onto the door, and seemed to wobble a bit.
"Sorry. Side effect. Just got a bit dizzy," she said by way of explanation, and looked for the nearest booth to slip into.