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@snowflakd
‘ so, ‘ illyana placed the grocery bags down on her table, herbs mixed with cereals, milks, and vegetables, ‘ it’s a tough thing for everyone to deal with, yes, but nothing to beat yourself up over. it’s like a, magician’s coming of age really. ‘ ( she really meant a mutant’s coming of age, but despite her age, she was still trying to get over own prejudices.) [ closed starter for @scigaminim ]
‘ now, i hope you don’t mind but i was planning to summon an army of demons to do all the work for us -- ? ‘ it’s a lighthearted suggestion, but illyana is far from joking, despite the jovial smile and ring of laughter. ‘ unless you’re so attached to community services, or bettering the community for it to be destroyed in the next week or two -- ‘ // @tvkenbythesky
Extraordinary X-Men #1
scigaminim.
“What - Illyana, I don’t understand, I -” Zarina pauses for a moment to use her translation spell only to remember she can’t, and a wave of despair washes over her again. “I can’t - understand you, and my powers..” Her expression crumbles, eyes filling with fresh tears at yet another reminder of just how useless she is without her magic. “T-they’re gone, I c-can’t translate - or d-do anything u-useful -”
so this was what hopelessness felt like, staring at the face of her pupil with nothing but wild bewilderment at the words flowing from lips. illyana tried to not let her fustration show, instead, offering comfort through a light hand on the shoulder. ‘ ничего страшного’ her phone, already dying, taken out of her pocket, ‘ здесь, напечатайте это.’
cfweaponx.
Rowan jumps when she sees Yana, but at least this woman was familiar. She doesn’t know her, but Logan does. Logan trusted her. “Нет. Никаких убийственных намерений.” She looks over her shoulder. Hallucinations, Logan had said. Imagining it. And yet, she cannot shake off the paranoia she feels that the visions are real. Or that if she lets her guard down at least one will be. One is all it would take. “Ты кого-нибудь видишь?”
there’s a somewhat soft smile blossoming over otherwise sharp, cold features. a brief moment of satisfaction of being able to communicate with someone. ‘ о, приятно слышать это. ‘ she tries to be somewhat of a comforting figure, knowing the stress events like this can be on people with shared traumas, ‘ логан? нет, я пытался найти людей, но никто не может меня понять.полеты. ‘
‘ Зарина, ты когда-нибудь изучал это заклинание перевода? ‘ illyana’s sentence immediately ended with a sigh, trying to think of another way to communicate what she assumed would be the obvious ( seeing as being stuck to one language also meant she couldn’t use the language of spells, mostly. ) ‘ что я вообще говорю ... ‘ // @scigaminim
yana had been stepping in and out of portals, attempting to shake the affect of the mist by passing in and out of dimensions, time zones and liminal spaces. achieving all but success. by this point, she had become thoroughly exhausted as she stepped out of one final portal -- a small bead of sweat edging towards blonde brow. ‘ рябина // @cfweaponx . ‘ she greeted, keeping her distance, being well aware that some students had been rendered feral by the magic. ‘ ты себя хорошо чувствуешь? никаких убийственных намерений, верно? ‘
“ get out of my way before i break your arm , “ laura growls and steps back, letting out her CLAWS. she was prepared to fight her way through the person preventing her from doing what she wanted to do.
‘ Лора. ‘ illyana spoke firmly, putting herself inbetween the offending student and the aggressive wolverine in front of her. she had noted the magics effect on others, making them aggressive, forgetful, gleeful -- and in the case of illyana, removing their ability to speak as they should. her english was a gift given by a telepath , and now it was gone , so she was stuck in russian, and an attempted warmth in her voice. ‘ ты в порядке? мы должны использовать наши головы сейчас, а не наши когти. ‘
One day Tim was going to have to stop pulling all nighters, but he still hadn’t crossed the threshold where he actually stopped and now he was paying for it. He thought maybe if he got himself a coffee it would solve all his problems the way it seemed to when he was younger. One second he was pushing down on the spout of the cannister, and the next thing he registered was the sudden warmth of his feet. Looking down he realized he’d broken the the spout right off and that there was now coffee spilling out all over the floor. He stared down for a minute before turning to the person behind him in line. “I have class in thirty minutes. Do you think it’s too late to cancel and go to bed?”
usually in the liminal time before classes start ; the quickest place to grab a cup of coffee was the staff room that was most definitely haunted. she muffled a snort behind the sleeve of her jacket as she watched the scene in front of her unfold, but didn’t say anything until the conversation was started. ‘ hmm. well, you might receive some angry emails from students who were mad at getting up so early just for class to be cancelled? ‘ illyana offered, in a vague attempt to be helpful, ‘ but at the very least -- i could fix the coffee machine for you.’
‘ i’m gonna eat all this chili … and / or die trying . do you want any ? ’ ( @snowflakd )
“i feel kind of obligated to help you out at least a little bit,” m’gann said, a smile plastered on her face. “i think it would be illegal to let you try to finish all of that yourself.”
‘ thank you ; a demon gave it to me once, so it may in fact, kill me. i’m planning to call it russian roulette chilli -- may be a bit on the nose.’ illyana shrugged, pushing a bowl over to m’gann, ‘ so if you hate it; don’t be scared to tell me -- ‘ she paused after another mouth-full, motioning vaguely with the spoon, ‘ --i get the, too scared excuse, a lot i don’t see it but.’
Rhea’s head ached, the pain pounding behind their temples. It was a common thing, be it from a hangover or their death sense. They hoped it was the former. Either way, it grew worse with each second they spent in class, and they wanted nothing more than to go back to their room. As soon as class let out, they stood, intending to rush out of the classroom until they noted the slow pace of their fellow students. With a groan, they added, “Could they seriously move any slower?”
‘ well -- they could be grandmothers, or -- ah, weighed down by the pressure of existence ? ‘ illyana heard that nihilistic humour was once again big amongst the youth, that seemed to mix perfectly with her own slightly depressing sense of humour perfectly. ‘ perhaps they’re all taking the advice of the tortoise over the hare today ? ‘
infinitehcpe.
“I am sitting still, mom. Any stiller and I’ll be a statue,” He says with a soft chuckle, though he does his best to stay as still as he can. It’s nice to have Illyana winding soft flowers into his hair this way - it’s gotten a little long lately, he knows he’s due to get it trimmed, but for the time being this is a great alternative. “Aw, c’mon -” He smiles bashfully, resisting the urge to raise his hand and rub his fingers through his hair, instead tilting his head to the side a little and looking over at the mirror to observe his mother’s work. “I love it. How long do you think it’ll stay in like this?”
‘ no no, becoming a statue is your uncle piotrs’ thing .’ illyana chided, which is as close to a coo her deep voice ever went. ‘ but if you did become one, it would stay like that forever, but then you wouldn’t be my little eliya would you--’ illyana leant down moving to squish her sons cheeks, she knew he probably would get annoyed with how much she was doting of him as of late -- but all of it came from a place of love, and a quarter worry. ‘ but i hear hair spray is a good alternative ? ‘
witch-hzl.
Hazel flushed pink, gingerly laying her creation on the table. She knew a challenge when she heard one. It was true that she knew the magic she practiced, but there were a hundred types of magic out there and she didn’t even pretend to know them all. “Well I know the basics of chaos magic and elemental magics,” she explained cautiously. “And that’s enough for anything, isn’t it?”
the laugh that followed could be hard to place; with how neutral illyana’s expression always seemed to remain, she was a hard ancient tome to read. placing a light hand on hazel’s shoulder she finally replied, ‘ that’s certainly an attitude towards it. an attitude that might get you killed.’ the second part added with a far straighter face, if it was even possible for her neutral expression to became even more neutral, ‘ i presume you’ve yet to dabble in soul magic ? ‘
🌸 // @infinitehcpe
‘ ah , sit still for a second longer, eliya --’ illyana’s words, though harsh, came from a place of love, though with her hands so busy fussing with the flowers in her sons hair, it partially came from impatience. ‘ there.’ taking a step back to admire her handiwork, she smiled, ‘ so handsome --’ she remarked, her brother had always let her braid her flowers into his ( albeit short ) hair, one of the most simplest expressions of her affection. ‘
witch-hzl.
Hazel held the giraffe delicately, so nothing would bend or break. She couldn’t help it; she was a creative, and she was fidgety. Those two things didn’t combine into a student who stayed perfectly still and payed attention. “Sorry. I’m just bored. I already know all the basics of magic.”
‘ oh ? ‘ illyana’s remark is cynical , an eyebrow arching beneath bluntly cut bangs. ‘ you do now ? willing to demonstrate, or would you rather just continue to build your small zoo there ... ? i should warn you, the last student to be so ... sure of themselves wasn’t out of the med-bay for several weeks. ‘
“I made a giraffe out of pipe cleaners.” / @witch-hzl
‘ adorable. ‘ illyana commented with a somewhat emotionless response that made telling whether she was being genuine or not slightly difficult. ‘ however, maybe let’s keep the pipe cleaners to arts & crafts lesson next time -- - ? ‘
