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[OOC: Some Jean Grey headcanon]
First, Jean has always wanted to be a superhero.
When she was very young, Jean witnessed a dear friend of hers slowly dying. In that chaos, Jean telepathically connected with this friend and tried to hold onto her mind, tried to keep her friend alive, even though her friendâs body was failing. Jean was at risk of dying because of her persistence, and she would have died, had an entity known as The Phoenix not stepped in and interfered. The Phoenix gave Jean the strength to sever the telepathic connection that threatened her life and became bonded to Jean from then on. Though Jean survived her brush with death, her friend still perished, and this haunts Jean. Jean has the power to save people, and her initial traumatic failure stings. She sees it as a personal shortcoming, and I believe that much of her heroics later in life are compensation for this. When Jean became an X-Man and could start saving people, she had one of her dreams fulfilled, and probably treated everyone she saved as a replacement for that girl whose life she watched end that day. Jeanâs innate, commendable desire to do good is colored by a fear of failure, and a fear like that can be a powerful motivator for error.
I also feel that The Phoenix, which was still new to the idea of having its own identity, took on some of Jeanâs personalty when it bonded with Jean. Since The Phoenix is Jean and the Phoenixâs first taste of Jean was full of her childhood need to save a dying girl, the Phoenix, in all of its infinite power and knowledge, has held onto that. It, too, has a need to be a superhero and to do good, and has the same potential that Jean has for error. This accounts for Jean and The Phoenixâs behavior later on, I think, because a strong, controlling desire to do good can often lead to so much bad. And with a power like Jeanâs, a corrupted sense of good can do serious damage.
Second, Jean feels a lot of pressure from Charles Xavier.
I have always thought that Jean could have been the next Charles: she could have been as wise as him, as patient as him, and certainly as manipulative and selfish as he is in the name of good (again, I see the Phoenixâs behavior as evidence of this). If The Phoenix had been stable, or had ultimately left Jean alone, she could have been a powerful household name like Charles someday. I feel like Jean knows this much was expected of her, and it got to her: not only did she need to do good, she needed to prove herself to Charles Frances Xavier, one of the greatest mutant telepaths the world has ever known, and someone who became a father figure in her life. Letting down Charles was tantamount to letting down her father.
And when Jean let Dark Phoenix take all those lives, she failed everything she ever believed in. She failed as a hero; she failed the friend whose memory she couldnât let go; she failed Charles Xavier, the greatest man sheâs ever known. Even if she were to come back in the comic canon, she could never properly forgive herself. But perhaps thatâs what she needs: maybe Jean needs the weight of the world, a sense of true weight and responsibility, to do good. Marvel just never gave her much of a chance.
I'm looking forward to meeting with Erik today.
I never thought I would say that.
rp-southernbelle replied to your post: Rogue recognized the red head and a grin spread across her lips. âHello Jean. How âave ya been?â
âAhâm doinâ good today,â Rogue answered happily. She was clearly in a good mood. âBeen up to anythinâ fun?â
Well, I teach at The Jean Grey School for Higher Learning now--which is weird. I mean, there's a statue of me on the front lawn. Some of the kids just stare at me and don't really talk to me.
[she pauses a moment]
They've heard the stories, I guess.
Rogue recognized the red head and a grin spread across her lips. "Hello Jean. How 'ave ya been?"
[Jean smiles back]
"Hey, Rogue. I've been all right; how about you?"
Ainât we the pair. From one catastrophe to the next. Muddling through regardless. Till death do us part.
I miss Ororo.
[smiles]
Iâve missed you, Remy. I know telling you to stay out of trouble wonât change anything, but, you know, stay out of trouble.
I missed you, too, Red. Câmere anâ give olâ Remy a hug.
[she pauses a moment, taken aback by the sudden invitation, and then laughs quietly before running forward and throwing her arms around Remy]
Thanks. You know, you're the only person who hasn't looked at me like you were afraid I'd blow you up. I appreciate that.
Just Hanging Out
âYep, thatâs me.â He followed her eyes to the bird behind him. âThatâs Ikol. Iâve found itâs easier if you just ignore him.â
He smiled shyly. âI normally donât skip, itâs just⊠itâs the class where the mutants work on their powers, and I really donât have a hang on mine yet. It gets old pulling pranks on them, especially since most of them can pin me down within seconds if I donât move fast enough.â He sighed, thinking of a couple days before. âSo I just avoid it now.â
Chuckling, Jean took a seat next to Loki.
"There are other ways of making friends with people. Better ways, even. Have you tried just saying hello? You seem like a sweet kid."
Jean looked up when she heard rumbling overhead. It seemed that the pendulous clouds that had been threatening to break all day were finally letting loose: a few drops of water fell on her and Loki before she created a telepathic barrier above them to keep them dry. The rain fell around them instead, dampening the grass and creating white noise where it hit the leaves and buildings. A breeze blew Jean's hair back over her shoulders.
"This is good for you," Jean added, grinning at Loki. "No one will bother looking for you out here."
Iâm fine. Slowly adjusting to being a teacher again - and at a school named after me! I donât think I will ever get used to it.
Whatâve you been up to?
Liâl a dis, liâl a dat. Yâknow how I do it, chere. Wooinâ, wininâ, dininâ anâ takinâ what ainâ bolted tâdâfloor.
[Offers her a cocky grin and a wink]
[smiles]
I've missed you, Remy. I know telling you to stay out of trouble won't change anything, but, you know, stay out of trouble.
criminalcajun replied to your post: Jeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeean!
Iâm doinâ aâright. Howzabout you?
I'm fine. Slowly adjusting to being a teacher again - and at a school named after me! I don't think I will ever get used to it.
What've you been up to?
docmoiramactaggert started following you
Hello, Doctor. Itâs nice to finally meet you. Iâve heard good things.
Likewise, lass. Although Iâve heard tell that yeâre quite the telepath. Â Cominâ fae Charley, thatâs a rather serious statement.Â
I'm nothing like the Professor, really. It's nice that he thinks so highly of me, but everything I do know I learned from him. He's always told me about how brilliant you are, and after reading about some of your work, I have to agree.
Jeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeean!
Hello, Remy! How are you?
docmoiramactaggert started following you
Hello, Doctor. It's nice to finally meet you. I've heard good things.
[[Sorry I haven't been on, everyone. I'm not quite settled in from my holiday in Chicago. Loki, I will reply to you as soon as I'm able!]]
Just Hanging Out
Loki looked up, startled by the call. The rock in his hand went soaring towards the tree, aimed closer to Ikol than the magpie would have liked. He quickly stuck out his tongue as the birdâs featherâs fluffed even more before turning to Jean and smiling. âHi. YouâreâŠ. Ms. Grey, right?â He remembered her bright red hair from when he first showed up, but he had only seen glimpses of her since. âWhat are you doing out here?â He subtly crossed his fingers behind his back, hoping she wouldnât realize he was supposed to be in class.
"Yes, that's me," Jean said, smiling. "Loki, right?"
She studied the child some more, but averted her eyes before she might have been accused of staring. Instead she watched Ikol, who did not seem to be happy to be where he was. Somehow the bird just reminded Jean of the boy, so again Jean focused on him.
"...You know, I won't tell Miss Pryde that you're playing hookie. I ditched when I was your age, too."