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...?
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Magic and Mystics
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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.
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>>“Well I tried explaining that to her but she refuses to change for me. Then again, I’ve had her for so many years now, trust me, she can be just as protective and vicious as any other big dog... Yeah, very vicious looking Lizzie.”
Lizzie, starring as the night's shameless attention bitch ("that being the proper term for a female dog") managed to distract Valerie from asking more awkward questions, and that was better for everyone. The little white dog begged for more scratching; she'd grown used to Gemma during the past few weeks, and knew very well what to expect from her, but these two young humans, they were new.
>>“That’s okay, thank you for the offer though. Dinner won’t take me much longer. So sit down, enjoy yourselves, pet the dog.”
"Does he do that all the time?" Valerie looked up, as she finally realized she hadn't embarrassed Jorge for a full five minutes now "Cooking and stuff." Gemma refused to answer, and the girl she grinned "Awww. He's such a good catch."
Laurent rolled his eyes at his sister, and didn't comment on any of that. They had other things to talk about while Jorge worked in the kitchen; by the time dinner was ready they were all sufficiently hungry to eat anything that looked edible.
"That smells delicious" Valerie grinned, poking her head in the kitchen "You know, Jorge, we really appreciate all that, you cooking for us and everything. I know it's not easy with all the rules and restrictions..."
Meanwhile, in the other room, Laurent looked suspiciously after his sister.
"You think it's a good idea to leave them alone?" he asked his mother.
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The evening so far had gone on quite well. Jorge had manage to get dinner back on track and so far nothing had burned or overcooked and all of that only seemed to up his mood. He was definitely beginning to feeling a little better about the evening. His Pasta Primavera was a variety of brightly shaded greens and yellows, mixed with vegetables, steamed with delectable smells. The chicken breasts glistened with their sweetened, snappy glaze, and the rolls he had managed to find had baked to a perfect golden brown and bubbled slightly with the thin layer of butter cooked their tops. Kind of ironic that a Mexican police officer was cooking what seemed more like an Italian dish. But then again, he cooked what he knew tasted good, not what was culturally relevant.
He started to breathe a little easier…until Gemma’s youngest peeked into the kitchen.
>> "That smells delicious…You know, Jorge, we really appreciate all that, you cooking for us and everything. I know it's not easy with all the rules and restrictions..."
Jorge had just begun to plate the dishes when he looked over and smiled at Valerie.
“Oh, its not problem, at all. I enjoy cooki-“ he paused as he started to add food to the second dish, a towel slung over his shoulder. He turned, as casually as he could towards Valerie. “Ugh…rules and restrictions?”
The detective could have kicked himself at that moment. He had COMPLETELY forgotten to ask Gemma if there were any allergies with her children. She had told him a lot about them already, had mentioned allergies or restrictive diets to him before and he just could not remember? Maybe she told him while he was running around as Poseidon and that was why he couldn’t remember. No, that would just be silly. Why would she tell something like that to Poseidon to begin with?
He did his best to choke down his fears as he smiled over at Valerie. “Well, I’m one to admit I’m wrong about something when it happens. So please, come check out what I have prepared. If I made a mistake, I will apologize to you, your brother and your mother, scout’s honor.” he motioned for her to come and check the food.
A very small, tiny part of him was suspicious that maybe she was playing him, after all she had not really let up on him since the airport. That was good. Meant she really did care a lot about her mother. But on the off chance that he was wrong, and there was something he missed, he wanted the opportunity to at least try to make amends for it.
“Would you like to help?” he asked honestly as he looked over the food. If she were going to be in his kitchen, he could use the help.
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>>“Oh, its not problem, at all. I enjoy cooki- Ugh…rules and restrictions?”
Valerie arched an eyebrow in a 'I can't believe you forgot about that' manner, and folded her arms with a most serious expression on her face. Of course she was messing with the guy. As long as Laurent or Mama didn't show up to spoil the fun, she was determined to keep doing so, not because she was a particularly cruel person, but because she really wanted to see how far she could push this new boyfriend before he made a mistake. It was an experiment. Totally harmless.
>>“Well, I’m one to admit I’m wrong about something when it happens. So please, come check out what I have prepared. If I made a mistake, I will apologize to you, your brother and your mother, scout’s honor. Would you like to help?”
"Sure." she nodded casually, walking over to him, looking at the dishes "Mom always had a hard time cooking for us, you know. I'm vegan, and Laurie is pretty much allergic to everything you can eat. It's a miracle he's still alive." she smirked "Maybe that's why he wants to be a doctor."
Valerie checked the foods all official-like, and didn't say a word in a way that said more than a thousand words, somewhere along the lines of 'um, we can't really eat any of this, sorry'. There were long, awkward moments of awkwardness in the kitche, before Gemma poked her head in too.
"Everything's all right in here?..."she asked with a cheerful smile.
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>> "Sure…Mom always had a hard time cooking for us, you know. I'm vegan, and Laurie is pretty much allergic to everything you can eat. It's a miracle he's still alive…Maybe that's why he wants to be a doctor."
Jorge listened carefully as he stood back and watched Valerie go over all the food he cooked with a fine toothed comb. Part of him really did want to feel bad for not getting that vital piece of information before he ended up starting the meal. It was novice and inconsiderate, but it was not like he would throw a fit and toss the meal out the window. He had the ingredients for a quick green salad for Valerie and he was sure that he could find something in his kitchen that would not kill the boy. But, just as he started an alternate menu in his head, he glanced over and spied that Gemma had peeked her head in.
How could he not suppose that any of her children would not have food allergies or ethical beliefs? But as he was about to reprimand himself again…Is that a leather belt?
The detective had not meant to look at Valerie’s attire but the shine from the leather belt she wore had immediately caught his attention. Once or twice back in Miami, Jorge had to bust protesting vegans and if there was one thing he knew about that culture, not only were there no food made of animals…but no clothing or accessories either. He smirked to himself as he realized this, that the girl was probably trying to play him again. He had to admit she had him good.
“Pretty bad huh?” he asked with a hint of nervousness in his voice. “Can’t believe that I messed up like this. I nearly ruined everyone’s night by making them food they couldn’t eat, I did not respect your beliefs or your brothers allergies.”
He then watched as Gemma poked her head in and eyed her daughter curiously and gave her a quick wink. He then peeked over at Valerie as she shook her head, said nothing and simply peered at all the food he made.
>> "Everything's all right in here?..."
When Gemma finally spoke he smiled and nodded as he stepped away from the food.
“Yes, your daughter is amazing. She really helped to save our night.” he smiled as he turned back to Valerie. “If it was not for her intervention, Gemma…I could very well have made your son deathly ill with all his food allergies.” he turned back to Valerie and nodded. “What were they again?”
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>>“Pretty bad huh? Can’t believe that I messed up like this. I nearly ruined everyone’s night by making them food they couldn’t eat, I did not respect your beliefs or your brothers allergies.”
"Oh, don't worry about it" Valerie answered with a smile sweet as sugar "Happens to everyone the first time they try to cook for us. Even Mama messes up sometimes." she waved "Don't worry, it won't go to waste..."
Gemma walked in, looking at Valerie with a curious expression; she was her mother, she could tell the girl was up to something. It was difficult to hide that mischievous glint in her eyes. Jorge probably didn't notice because he was too nervous to get everything right. Or maybe he did notice.
>>“Yes, your daughter is amazing. She really helped to save our night. If it was not for her intervention, Gemma…I could very well have made your son deathly ill with all his food allergies. What were they again?”
Allergies?...
Gemma shot her worst motherly glare at Valerie, who looked away and bit her lips. "Valerie?..."
The girl shrugged, trying really hard to bite back a laugh; Gemma sighed, and rolled her eyes, and walked over to Jorge. "Don't worry, she's just messing with you. Laurent eats everything he sees. Right?" she looked at the girl; she was nos shaking with hidden laughter, and all she could do was to shake her head.
"Geez." Gemma smirked "Give the guy a break, Valerie."
Smiling an encouraging smile at Jorge, she leaned over to give him a kiss; mostly to make up for all the things he had to suffer through today.
"Ow. Hey! Ew." Valerie frowned, wrinkling her nose "Totally inappropriate. Geez." she muttered, before she left the kitchen in a hurry. Gemma chuckled against Jorge's lips. "Works every time..."
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Jorge could only stand back and watch as the mother/daughter showdown began. He had a sneaking suspicion that Valerie was playing him, but he did not really want to all her on it. But then, the day was rescued my Gemma’s appearance. Willing to swallow his pride, he went for it and reiterated what Valerie had told him, as a form of praise rather than tattle-telling, and that is how he now found himself in his kitchen with Valerie trying to hide her smirks and Gemma giving her that soul chilling “look”. He hoped he would never be on the other end of that face.
>> "Geez…Give the guy a break, Valerie."
Jorge smiled, wanted to blush a little but didn’t. “It’s okay Gemma, I-“
He never got to finish his sentence because she had come up and pressed her lips against his. It was one of reassurance and apology and while he was fine and knew what he was getting into in the beginning, he would never turn away from a kiss from this woman. He smirked as he kissed her back, just as respectfully and saw the look of irritation on Valerie’s face.
>> "Ow. Hey! Ew…Totally inappropriate. Geez."
He chuckled as he watched Valerie leave the kitchen, which must have been clocked at speed close to that of light traveling. Did they really look that disgusting to young people? It was not as if they were as old as time or again. Then again, when he was a teen, he did not like to see his parents make out either. He and Jayda would constantly argue this point over and over again who had seen worse. Jorge usually won that argument.
>> "Works every time..."
A laugh fell from Jorge’s lips as he felt Gemma giggle and muttered against him. He smirked as he pulled back from the kiss and very gently wrapped his arms around her, making sure not to touch her still injured arm. He sighed a bit in content as he pressed his forehead against hers, and gently kissed the tip of her nose in a playful way.
“Thanks for the rescue.” he smiled as he leaned back a bit. “I’m okay though. I know she’s just trying to test me…I respect that.” he leaned in and then kissed her once more before he turned back to the plates. “You and the kids can head to the table if you like. Dinner all set. I just gotta plate two more, then I’m serving.” There was a lightness in his voice that really showed that the police officer was more relaxed now. He was getting used to the flow of having more and more people around him and…it felt good. It was definitely a feeling he could get used to. He sighed as he started to plate the rest of the food, but not before he glanced at Gemma with a mischivious grin and whispered. “And don’t you worry, I’ll make sure that I won’t harm Valerie’s vegan sensibilities by serving her my food. I can make her a caper and pickle juice soup if she likes.” he chuckled as started to plate the last dish.
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>>“Thanks for the rescue. I’m okay though. I know she’s just trying to test me…I respect that. You and the kids can head to the table if you like. Dinner all set. I just gotta plate two more, then I’m serving. And don’t you worry, I’ll make sure that I won’t harm Valerie’s vegan sensibilities by serving her my food. I can make her a caper and pickle juice soup if she likes.”
"Vegan?" Gemma arched an eyebrow, honestly surprised, then shook her head with a sigh as she untangled herself from Jorge's embrace. "She'd deserve not to get a decent dinner for that." she chuckled as she left the kitchen.
"Kids, dinner. Wash your hands first, and no dogs on the table." Laurent jumped at the first word; Gemma glared at her daughter, who was still shaking with laughter. "You too, vegan princess."
It suspiciously looked like a family dinner; Jorge, Gemma and the kids sitting around the table, eating an exuisite meal, complete with a dog. (The scene; not the meal. Duh.) Valerie was grateful for not being considered vegan after all, and Laurent kept commenting on how good the food was, and showed no sign of allergies. Gemma was smiling happily; the people most important to her in one room, that was all she could wish for.
That, and that Valerie would keep her mouth shut. No one can have everything they wish for.
"So, Mama, Jorge" she asked casually between two bites "What exactly happened Halloween night? The things we heard are kinda sketchy..."
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Everything went as well as Jorge could have expected. Even after the small game that Valerie had decided to continue in his kitchen, he still felt a little bit better. He understood the girl’s position so he would trudge through it and hopefully she would relent at some point. If she did not, well, he doubted Gemma would mind if she happened to be arrested for the night. Nah, that would be too mean. He better save that threat for much, much later. Still, with a smile on his face and arms laden with food, Jorge made brought dinner out to the masses.
In the short time he had between picking up Gemma and the kids, dropping them off at the mansion, and returning home to cook dinner, Jorge had done a pretty decent job. Glazed chicken breasts with primavera pasta and hot dinner rolls. He had to admit that he had done a pretty good job. The looks on their faces as he set down plates was really enough for him. Especially Laurent who looked like he would eat the plate after he was done with the food. There really was no great compliment for a chef, even one who has had no formal training like the detective.
Once dinner began it felt so correct. He had no problem getting into the flow of conversation, accepting the thank you’s for his well cooked food and general catch up for everyone. It was odd to him. Even when he was back in Miami, his family dinners never felt like this. There was something different about it that he just could not quite put his finger on. All he knew though, as he sat there and cast glances at every around the table…he had to admit that it did look like a family. Something which he was obviously in lack of ever since…well as long as he could remember. He loved his family in Miami but there was always something strained there. They cared but maybe a little too much. To be honest he had never really revealed to them that he could control water again. He hid it so well for so long that it felt like he kept secrets and that only added to the strain.
He the felt a pawing at his leg and glanced down to see Lizzie staring up at him with the biggest eyes he had ever seen. He chuckled as he casually dropped a piece of chicken for her and turned back to the conversation at hand.
>> "So, Mama, Jorge…What exactly happened Halloween night? The things we heard are kinda sketchy..."
Should have seen that one coming. he chuckled inwardly as he took a sip from his glass of water.
Jorge nodded as he glanced between Gemma and back to the kids. “Really I’m not all that surprised. City tried to keep it on the downlow as much as possible.” he said as he leaned back in his chair a bit. “To be honest I really don’t remember much of what happened. The whole time I was not entirely myself. Though I apparently I had god-sized ego,” he chuckled as he glanced to Gemma. He then shook his head as he took a small chunk from his roll. “MRC is still trying to clean up that mess. Lot of missing people, lot of others simply…affected in ways which doctors doubt they’ll recover from. It’s a nightmare.”
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>> “Really I’m not all that surprised. City tried to keep it on the downlow as much as possible. To be honest I really don’t remember much of what happened. The whole time I was not entirely myself. Though I apparently I had god-sized ego. MRC is still trying to clean up that mess. Lot of missing people, lot of others simply…affected in ways which doctors doubt they’ll recover from. It’s a nightmare.”
"I'm pretty sure I'm one of the few people who have been there and actually remember" Gemma added, her attention divided between the conversation and Lizzie begging for food at her feet "Most of them are probably better off not remembering anything."
"That must have been scary" Laurent added, helping himself to seconds "The things we heard were bad enough."
"So, you thought you were a god?" Valerie asked curiously, with a smile playing on her lips "What does that make Mama?"
"She never told us how she got hurt" Laurent chimed in.
"She never does." Valerie shrugged "Not when it has anything to do with mutants." she looked at Jorge with a grin "How do you deal with your powers and her aura of nothing?"
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>> "So, you thought you were a god? What does that make Mama?"
“Ha ha, apparently it made your mother a queen.” he smirked as he thought back over everything she had told him about that night. “Seems that while I thought I was a god, and seeing the way she was dressed, she was immediately assumed to be a Queen of Ancient Egypt. And apparent, I had a lot more competition.”
He saw the “I-can’t-believe-you’re-going-to-tell-them-this” look and he could only grin. Why not? After all, she found it so much fun to torture him with it. Might as well inform her children exactly how attractive their mother was to gods and kings a-like.
“Well, despite my ‘godliness’, I was apparently allured to Gemma. But I was not the only one. Apparently a man dressed as Mark Antony pronounced his love for her as well.” A warm smile spread across his lips as he watched Gemma closely. “But I can’t say I blame him…or my alternate personality.”
After that, Jorge did not go into detail about how she was hurt. If she was not going to tell them herself, he had no right to do it. Instead he merely mentioned some wild men who had taken their animal personalities too far. Though that would be remembered as a tough part of the night, at least they had made it out alive. Though Jorge still hated that she could not be healed by people like DocProf. Unfortunately every ability had its ups and downs.
>> "She never does…Not when it has anything to do with mutants…How do you deal with your powers and her aura of nothing?"
It was question that Jorge had to deal with many times before. Unfortunately that was one of the trials that he had to get used to when he first started to date Gemma…the fact that he could not use his abilities. Being anywhere near her automatically cut him off from the water that had become his constant ally and friend over the years. It was the one thing he knew that he could fall back onto if he needed to. That was tested on their second date when they were attacked by one of Jorge’s former arrests.
He smiled a bit thoughtfully as he looked over to Gemma. “It takes some getting used to from time to time. It’s kind of like…having a small blind spot, out in the corner of your line of sight. You know something is different but try as you might, it’s just there.” He then smiled over a Gemma, reached under the table and very gently squeezed her hand. “But she’s worth it.”
Truer words could not have been spoken. For so long Jorge had grown used to his abilities. He trusted them, but he had forgotten what it was like to not have them around. He had no memory of what it was like to not walk into a room, or even through the city and not feel that bombardment of water locations from everywhere within twenty feet of him. And though there was some separation when Gemma was around him, he would not trade her company for anything in the world.
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>>“Ha ha, apparently it made your mother a queen. Seems that while I thought I was a god, and seeing the way she was dressed, she was immediately assumed to be a Queen of Ancient Egypt. And apparent, I had a lot more competition.”
"Wait, she was dressed as Cleopatra?" laurent chimed in, staring at his mother "I've nevr seen her dressed in a costume since... forever."
Gemma sighed, and rolled her eyes; Jorge was about to tell her kids about Queen Cleo's love affairs, and they were apparently going to return the favor by telling him embarrassing details about her past. Just. Perfect.
>>“Well, despite my ‘godliness’, I was apparently allured to Gemma. But I was not the only one. Apparently a man dressed as Mark Antony pronounced his love for her as well. But I can’t say I blame him…or my alternate personality.”
"You know, no matter how much you flatter Mama, any sentence that has 'alternate perosnality' in it ain't earning you brownie points." Valerie pointed out with a grin.
"Mark Anthony? Seriously?" Laurent chuckled at his mother. Gemma sighed again, a smile playing on her lips, and shook her head. Kids. They apparently wanted to know more about her relationship with Jorge, and how her aura played into all that.
>>“It takes some getting used to from time to time. It’s kind of like…having a small blind spot, out in the corner of your line of sight. You know something is different but try as you might, it’s just there. But she’s worth it.”
"Yeah yeah, I think I've heard enough." Valerie rolled her eyes; Gemma smiled, and held his hand under the table, feeling like a teenager for long moments before she let go.
"It takes some getting use to for everyone" she nodded "Even for me. I never realized it was such a great disadvantage not being able to get healed by a mutant."
"That's what I'm worried about too" Larent nodded, a bit more serious.
"Dinner was good." that was all Valerie had to say.
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After the main course of dinner had ended, Jorge had cleaned the plates himself and took them into the kitchen. He was not one to leave dishes for later so while he was in the kitchen for all intensive purposes of washing, it must have looked to the kids like he was trying to escape. So far the dinner had gone well but something had started to pick him in the back of his mind. He did not want it to get to him, but the thought was strong in his head and trumpeted like the sound of a thunder rolling around inside of his skull.
It was not that Valerie was getting to him, though she was towing a line, he was not going to snap. Life as a cop prepares you for dealing with tough people, so he was prepared. No, this had more to do with what Laurent had said. After Gemma had mentioned that is takes getting used to in dealing with not being able to be healed by mutant abilities.
>> "That's what I'm worried about too"
The comment had struck Jorge a bit harder than he anticipated. Unfortunately it brought up fears he had voiced to Gemma during their second date, when Mittens had attacked them. It was true that the incident could have happened to anyone, but sadly his job did not help their odds. His job was dangerous and he helped bring down a lot of dangerous mutant criminals. That painted a target on not only his back, but those he cared about most. He feared that continued dating of Gemma could put her into danger. Even if they were attacked and survived, what kind of hell would that put Gemma into? She could not be instantly healed by the mansion’s resident DocProf so she would have to deal with healing at normal speeds. But the danger did not stop with just him, her job put her in danger all the time around mutants with abilities that could be far more dangerous.
He was sure that Valerie and Laurent came to terms with the fact that Gemma would never stop helping those kids, which put her into enough danger as it was. But now she was dating a cop, one who worked primarily with mutants and who made loads of enemies.
Could they come to terms with that?
Jorge stood mindlessly for a second or two as he washed the remaining of their dinner dishes. Dessert plates were already set aside with the opened, store bought cake ready to be cut in served. He wanted these dishes done first. Besides, while they waited it would give them a chance to let their food settle…as well as chat about him behind his back. They needed that for now.
He continued to wash dishes and glanced over his shoulder when he heard footsteps entire the kitchen from behind him.
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Valerie walked into the kitchen, glancing back to make sure she was not being followed; Gemma saw her leave, and raised an eyebrow, but she decided even she cannot save Jorge all the time, so she turned her attention back to her casual conversation with Laurent. The younger Lady Taylor smirked as she walked in, looking at Jorge as he washed the dishes and otherwise did his best to look good at running a household. Leaning back against the counter, she folded her arms as she looked at him.
"You really like her don't you." she said; it was not really a question "Somehow I think we are not the only ones worrying about her all the time." she smirked as she tilted her head at him "And I know she's worth it. Question is, Jorge: are you worth it?"
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When he heard the footsteps, he turned and was slightly surprised to see Valerie had found her way into the kitchen again. What was it going to be now? Was she going to say that she and Laurent found it morally wrong to eat a cake that had been pre-packaged instead of a free-running one? The thought made him smirk inwardly but he did not dwell on it long. Instead she smiled warmly at Valerie before he turned his attention back to the single dish that he had left.
Then, of course, she spoke.
>> "You really like her don't you…Somehow I think we are not the only ones worrying about her all the time…And I know she's worth it. Question is, Jorge: are you worth it?"
“Am I worth it?” he asked himself under his breath as he finished drying the last of the dinner dishes he had and turned around to face her. His face was expressionless, no anger, no surprise, not pent up rage or humor. Instead his face was both serious and caring. “If you were to have asked me that a year ago…I would tell you no,” he said honestly. “I told your mother this same thing almost a month ago. I’m a cop…it’s a dangerous line of work and lot of people don’t like what I do. It’s worrisome because if I’m out with her and something happens I can’t use my abilities and be close to her, if she gets hurt, she can’t be instantly healed, there are a lot of things that can go wrong.”
His arms crossed over his chest, he looked closely at Valerie. He could hardly get a read on her which he was not surprised at. After all, she was most like her mother, and Gemma had a way of completely turning off all expression to her face. There were many times that he simply could not get a read on her and it seemed that Valerie got that gift from her as well. The detective was silent a moment, it seemed almost as if he were going to let the conversation drop there, but then…a small smile played on his lips as he looked thoughtfully off to the side.
“But you did not ask me if I were worth it a year ago” he said as he stood back. “You asked me today. Am I worth it? I can’t tell you that. Only your mother can answer that question. What I can tell you, I care about her very much. She’s the first thing I think about in the morning and the last thing on my mind at night. And if it came down to it, I would quite literally move the ocean for her,” he said as he gently walked towards the cake and began to slice it into wedges. “and anyone else she cared about.” The grin on his lips was small as he watched Valerie for a second to gauge any reaction she might have, then turned to start plating cake slices.
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>>“Am I worth it? If you were to have asked me that a year ago…I would tell you no. But you did not ask me if I were worth it a year ago. You asked me today. Am I worth it? I can’t tell you that. Only your mother can answer that question. What I can tell you, I care about her very much. She’s the first thing I think about in the morning and the last thing on my mind at night. And if it came down to it, I would quite literally move the ocean for her, and anyone else she cared about.”
Valerie listened ot his speech with a smile playing on her lips. Her face was unreadable; she had her arms folded over her chest, and didn't interrupt him while he was choosing the words to say. She had her reasons for asking that question; Laurent and Gemma probably knew that, since neither of them showed up to interrupt. When Jorge concluded his little speech, Valerie smirked, and watched him cut the cake. She waited for a few moments, just in case he wanted to add something; then she finally sighed, and rolled her eyes.
"Fine. That was probably waaay more than I wanted to hear" she chuckled "But it's good enough. You are all right, Jorge. Make sure you stick to that, and we'll be fine." she grinned, patting him on the shoulder, before she walked back to the dining room.
"What was that all about?" Laurent asked innocently, looking up at his sister.
"Nothing." she answered, looking just as innocent.
"You could have at least brought some plates" Gemma smirked, and left it at that.