Aqua Utopia｜海の底で記憶を紡ぐ
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bloodcorrupt:
“Well—” He shrugged softly and let out an ironic chuckle. “I’m not fully alive. You have a good nose.”
Gabby’s nose turned up some more at that statement as she nodded at the man. “Yeah, I got that much. You reek. And my nose isn’t the only heightened thing about me, so I’d stay right where you are.”
whtequeen:
“What, exactly, are you and I going to discuss about the mutant resurrection that hasn’t always been said? I believe the Gala to be much more pertinent, especially considering the drama you caused last year.” It hadn’t been to the extent of Wanda’s. Emma did feel for the girl. How sad it was to have your death slide under the radar while another’s became an ordeal.
“Drama? I literally died. That wasn’t my fault.” Okay, maybe it was a little bit her fault, but Gabby wasn’t gonna admit that. “Besides, barely anyone even knew about my death.”
amricas:
“I’m America, yeah. Who are you?” She didn’t like people who knew who she was when she couldn’t say the same.
“America, I like that name. It’s fitting.” Gabby smiled before holding her hand out towards the other girl a little too eagerly. “My name’s Gabby. Gabby Kinney. Wolverine is my sister. The girl one, not Logan. Obviously.”
sorcerersuprme:
“Meddling with the balances of life and death are a worldly problem. Mutants are not above the laws of chaos and control.” Clea’s tone was firm. “Let us not generalize. Some have discredited mutants and their actions have been heinous. Does that mean all should suffer as a result?”
“I’d actually say you’re wrong there. We’re a sovereign nation.” Gabby wasn’t fully sure what that really meant, but she knew it had some weight to it. She’d heard Emma say it several times. “We have our own rules, and it’s not really our problem if you don’t like them. And it sounds like you’re discrediting mutants right now, if you ask me.”
“I’m Canadian. I like the cold. If you wanna keep talkin’ you’re just gonna have to deal with it.”
“Oh, no, the cold is cool with me. I can’t even really feel it, remember?” Gabby could feel things, but her pain receptors were completely blocked. So she could enjoy the nice weather without the uncomfortable sensation that most bodies gave as a response to cover up. She had a jacket on regardless though as she plopped down next to Logan. “You’re not getting rid of me that easy.”
wolviiejr:
At the growl Jimmy’s bones began coating in his alloy as Poison was ready to spread across his body. Before his posture relaxed. “That makes so much more fuckin’ sense.” Jimmy said as he relaxed, or at least tried to; he was always on edge. He would have died by now if he wasn’t. “Cool your jets, kid. Smell like Logan because he’s my bio dad.” He said putting his hands in the air as he let his uncoated bone claws come out. “So we’re related or some shit.”
This guy smelled weird. Beyond the gross dude smell that was emanating off of him, Gabby could smell the defensiveness a mile away as she prepared herself to have to slash at him if needed. But then he seemed to ease up a bit, and she kept her brows furrowed at his next words and shook her head. The bone claws were kind of hard to miss, but it just didn’t make sense. “That’s not possible.. I know all of Logan’s kids.” They all were relatively close, and last time she checked this guy looked nothing like Akihiro. Pausing for a moment, Gabby took her hand out of her jacket pocket and let her single bone claw extend from her right hand with a soft snikt. “Vaguely related. I’m not even really related to Logan.”
wolviiejr:
He sniffed the air sharply. “That depends. Who are you and why do you smell like Laura?” He said giving her a, now suspicious, look up and down. He could see resemblances to her and members of his so called family. “She get knocked up or something and have an old ass baby?”
Gabby growled lowly, not liking the way this guy was talking about Laura as she glared up at him, filling in the height difference with the sheer power of her mind. Maybe she was tiny, but she packed a punch where it counted. “I’m her clone, so she’s my sister. Also, I asked you first, asshole.”
“I’m aware that many don’t know about the Shi’ar. As their ruler, I’m happy to answer questions you may have.”
“I heard you were a Marauder now. Cool.”
Jimmy’s beard was scraggly and unkempt, his clothes weatered, and his boots caked with mud, as he arrived on the scene. “Been a long time…” He said as if the words were hard to get out. “But we’re back now. I know we’ve missed a lot.”
“Who are you and why do you look like my dad?” Dad was kind of a strong word for what Logan was to her, but it was still the most fitting.
“We can talk about something other than the Gala, you know. There are other – less important – things going on.”
“I think mutant resurrection being out in the public trumps the Gala right now, Emma. No offense. Which sucks, cause I was really looking forward to actually going to this one.”
“It is quite the time for mutants, I agree. We are living in an unprecedented age. And outsiders’ opinions are of.. little matter to me.”
“Thanks, but that didn’t really answer my question. Is there still gonna be a Gala?”
“You look surprised. Did you expect to be the only one lurking at this time of the night? A bit naive on your part.”
Gabby’s bone claws were extended as she glared at the man, turning up her nose at his scent. “You smell like where they keep dead people in a hospital. Also I will tear your shit up if you come any closer.”
“It’s Logan booze. I just drink it. You’re free to try some, if you’d like.”
“No thanks. One of us Wolverines has to be sober most of the time. Also I think Laura would kill you if I took a sip.”
“If the mutants can resurrect people, don’t you think they should be sharing that? The world needs a Stephen Strange.”
“It’s not really any of the world’s business. It’s not like you guys have given mutants much of a reason to share something like that.”
“Hey! How’s it hanging? You know ‘cuz I’m— yeah, you get it. Anyway, somethin’ I can help you with?”
“Oh, no, I’m all good here.” Gabby insisted, although the giant gaping wound on her side was probably alarming to people who didn’t know her. “I can’t even feel it. And I’m not just saying that. It’ll heal in a couple of secs.”
“You clearly have no concept of how the Multiverse works. Buen intento, though.”
“They don’t exactly teach that on Krakoa. And usually it’s not something I ever deal with anyways. You’re that girl that makes star portals, right?”
amricas:
The blue glow emanating from America’s star died down as she stepped from the portal. She was looking for Scott Summers and hadn’t expected to find anyone crying. “Oh.” She faltered, not really sure how to do the comforting a stranger thing. After years as Doom’s Star she felt even rustier when it came to social interactions than she had when she was alone falling through the multiverse. “You, uh, okay?” It seemed polite to at least ask.
Gabby flinched at the sight of the portal, not expecting someone to just phase into the room she was in. Of course it was when she was crying too. Go figure. She quickly wiped at her eyes and tried her best to conceal it, but she was sure that her face was red. “Not really? It’s fine, though. I mean, nothing’s fine here, but you know. Doing what we can, right? Are you looking for someone?”
