Recent Posts

[Offended] Of course he was. Of course they should know to bring a truck to transport a dragon. Of course he couldn't just fly. Evelyn kept her face blank though, and fiddled with her phone for a second. "We can get a truck to pick us up. It might take a little bit to get here though. I apologize for not having better accommodations, this all came up rather quickly for us to put together." Maybe her excuses would irritate him next. Darn dragons. Darn hospitality. She was not made for this stuff.

After texting Jensen the S.O.S. and notice for help with the truck, she tucked her phone away so she wouldn't look rude. The wind from his wings buffeted her hair and send the white locks spilling over her face.

Darn wings. She shoved it out of her face and gazed out towards the city.

"We can walk a little bit though and then you can see some of the city rather than just sitting around here." She suggested. She glanced at Ami for help. She was not ready to deal with this problem.

Evelyn had to stop herself from wincing as she listened to the list of things Mirror had done. It wasn't surprising Allison was a little hesitant, to be honest. Breaking into her room was sort of the reason she was here after all. Door and Mirror though... sometimes mirrors were doors, so that was problematic when dealing with strangers. Evelyn just nodded compassionately though. She understood the whole sleep thing. She didn't have a kid, but her powers caused enough trouble on their own. "Yeah, I'm not defending everything they did. The whole father thing is a long story, and the breaking into room is uncalled for. The sleep thing... well, I understand that. I don't usually sleep thanks to my powers. And I'd say not saying the right thing is sort of a trait we ended up sharing..." At least she wasn't screwing up this time.

The echoes could read the exhaustion, confusion, the trouble sorting through it all. Evelyn almost felt bad for showing up, but there probably wouldn't be a 'good' time for it with the kid around. Then she invited Evelyn into the sanctuary. That flicker of fear hit her gut for a second, then she let herself nod. "The living room is fine. It's probably easier for you to hold your baby sitting anyway." Evelyn noted.

Evelyn accepted the hand shake, and the echoes quickly watched the change in Allison's expression. It was hard, in a way, to see someone's opinion of her change so quickly just because of who she was dating. Evelyn wasn't used to dating, so that was just part of the experience. Mirror reflected on her, in a way, and the gender-shifter had apparently made a less than agreeable impression on the ink-manipulator. Things could have been worse, but she still felt somewhat awkward.

"Yeah, Mirror and I are dating. They really aren't that bad most of the time. I apologize for the bad first impressions though. Sometimes they get a little....protective." Evelyn said, pushing her pale hair from her face.

When she made the choice to come here, she had at least somewhat of a plan in mind. Now she couldn't quite focus on what it exactly contained. Come here, talk to Allison, tell her Mirror was being dumb and not to take it personally? Something like that. She knew how attached her boyfriend/girlfriend had gotten to the kid though, and the gender shifting thing certainly put them in a category to somewhat understand each other.

"I know you guys got off on the wrong foot. I just was hoping to mend a few bridges, if possible. I can't imagine having a kid, I'm honestly not very good with them. But just from the time we had with them at the mansion, I know how much work it is. I don't want doors to close for you because Mirror acted a little recklessly. There is a bit of lost love between the x's and the Sanctuary, I won't deny that. But having someone around who understands your powers is something I would have died for when I was a kid." Evelyn felt the echoes buzzing with the feedback from Allison. It was hard to tell what she was making of the conversation at this point, but Evelyn was nervous and worried she was only going to make things worse. Public speaking wasn't her forte, and she screwed things up about as often as she got things right. And then there was a baby in the room, which still broke the echoes. Kid didn't know what trouble it caused...

Saphirus may have chosen a simulation that was meant to be safer for students and less likely to cause physical damage, but for Evelyn, each and every blow, every stab, every thud of the crowbar against body hurt in an impossible way. Temporary flickers became forceful memories, and as much as she wanted to impress him, as much as she wanted to prove she wasn't a quitter, her brain couldn't handle everything she was putting it through. She learned quickly, certainly, but no level of improvement helped her land that desperately needed blow to disable him.

Evelyn was fairly certain she hated Saphirus. Teacher or not, with or without the echoes telling her that he meant well enough and his methods were effective, he was an ass and she wished she could knock the smirk off his face. When he countered, it enraged her. When he absorbed a blow, it infuriated her. She pushed and pushed, tried to wrangle in her emotions, but those feelings were festering under the surface. This was cruel, and it was malicious, and it was dumb.

But there were sights. He was tired, sweating, his grip kept shifting on the crowbar, the echoes keying in on the tense muscles, the strain to continue working. Had she more stamina, perhaps she could have exploited that. Made a move, tried to make him go beyond his means. But her body felt like it had been beaten all over, even though her skin was untouched. Worst of all, DocProf couldn't heal what had been done to her mind. At least a bruise could go away, but her thoughts themselves were raw and tender.

"You wanna call it a day, Blondie?" There was a sense of bait in those words. She heard it swimming around her, ringing in her ears, traveling down her worn limbs into her toes and her muscle fibers. One more round... She knew she couldn't, knew it despite her best efforts to hide it. One more round would leave her flat on her back again, and she wasn't sure the echoes would recover as quickly that time. He wanted her to keep going, but he might enjoy her quitting just as well. There was a difference between pushing yourself and being reckless, and it was clear one more round would cause more damage than good. Slowly, she walked over to the table and set the sai down.

"I'm done," she answered. There was no clear emotions in her sentence, just a statement. Whether she wanted to, whether she thought she could, or whether he thought she could, there was no continuing at this point. She could feel the fuzzy blackness lurking at the edges of her thoughts. She wouldn't be surprised if she passed out on the way back to her room. The echoes weren't exactly known for their timing.

Evelyn had come to the sanctuary with a mission: talk to Allison and hopefully resolve some of the tensions that had been created with the ink manipulator. She didn't expect it to go particularly well, but all things considered, she didn't think they went poorly. Whether or not it was successful in the long run... that would have to be seen. In the meantime, it was her intention not to linger long in the dreary hallways. While she was here by her own will, she was still technically an x-trainee, and these were, in many ways, enemy lines. Mirror snuck in here though: if she was going to get scolded, then that would see hypocritical.

There was only one thing she knew could seriously set Mirror off, however, and as the echoes caught the approaching footsteps, she could sense the trouble even before the echoes identified Forte.

Turning and forcing a slight smile, Evelyn rubbed the back of her neck with a sigh. "Sorry Kyle, I wasn't really planning on lingering long. Sort of just came to talk to someone, Mirror's probably freaking out already." Mentioning she ran into Forte here as well...well, that could go badly. she moved her hand away from the door and pushed her hair from her face.

"And I still don't have entirely positive thoughts about this place, but I do realize not everyone here is everything rumor makes them out to be." She was careful with her words, trying not to say anything that could be offensive. She was still in the lobby, after all, and that left time for some trap to spring out of nowhere and engulf her. Not that it would....right?

"I really should get going though..." She continued, slowly starting to turn back towards the door.

Evelyn considered Gawain's answer, and as silence took over, one question loomed: what was she going to do? Half of her didn't want to be a quitter. She didn't want to get bullied off the team, and she didn't want people to think she quit because she couldn't handle herself. But she also didn't want to become a problem.

The team wasn't perfect, that was clear. Sam... Sam did his own thing, and the x-men didn't always agree with him. But he went down that path for far different reasons. The only thing in her way was... herself. And her own doubts whether she was 'good' enough to be with the x-men. Who knows though? Maybe Gawain was right. Maybe training would work everything out. They could keep talking that out and working through it though. It didn't have to all get settled now. She slowly exhaled and rubbed her forehead.

"Maybe we should just wait and see then. Maybe training will smooth things out and make things clearer, maybe it'll make things worse. But it it comes down to it and I realize I'm not really x material, hopefully there will be no hard feelings. And heck, I keep meeting people who work with the police. That skeleton detective, and I ran into a profiler the other day. Maybe I'll nose around and see if I can get into less trouble helping there or something." Leaning over she kissed Gawain on the cheek and cautiously put her head on his shoulder. She knew she was still in trouble for the fiasco she made, but she didn't want to spend the rest of the day in sulky sadface land.

So it wasn't a cut and dry answer, but this was something she didn't want to decide too quickly. She put a lot of thought into joining the x-men. If she left, it needed to be with just as much though.