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onetruephoenix:

“There you are. Welcome back, Illyana. And good evening.” James offered the man a smile in return. The door was half-opened, and he has sort of invited himself in. He was going to be quick, after all, he didn’t hear a single thought from the room. Still, he wasn’t surprised when a portal suddenly sprung opened. “I noticed you weren’t at dinner and…I thought you might appreciate this.” He lifted the tray in his hands slightly before placed it on the desk. A plate of pasta, a glass of juice.

“So…Where have you been? Actually, no need to answer me. I can actually smell it off you.” James turned and watched those metal faded away from the man’s arm. “And…Yeah,” He glimpsed at the space where the portal vanished, “Don’t mention it.” If anything, James couldn’t be more familiar to having his power having a mind of its own. Even after all these years, he still have trouble tuning down the ‘voices’.

Glancing over at the food sitting there on the desk, his grin grew and he gave James a small nod. “That’s very nice of you, all of that mayhem and I could definitely use some carbs,” his voice pleasant and a little heavy, rough even from the use of it back in Limbo. When he was asked the question of where he was, blue eyes fixated for a moment and then nodded.

“Yeah, it’s definitely a place not many would feel comfortable going, but I mean, I’m the Sorcerer Supreme of the dimension so those lil fuckers need to worry more about me,” he teased, giving James a small nudge.

#illyana & james #onetruephoenix

ambushhero:

Rhys figured if anybody were to have some patience and understanding for his power, it was going to be Illyana - of course it wasn’t quite the same, but still, surely the other had empathy for the trials and tribulations that teleportation could bring. Even though blinking himself into other people’s rooms whenever he was too lazy to wander throught he Academy wasn’t quite as cool as switching dimensions or whatever it was the blonde did. “If you had been dreaming, what’s more blissful than waking up to the view of my pretty face?”, he grinned, looking the other over with a smile. “Be glad I didn’t barge in on you under the shower. Unless you would’ve preferred that”, he added with a grin. Some might say Rhys had a tendency not to take things serious enough at times, but at least he was always fun.

“Oh you’re trying to be smooth, huh? You’re lucky you’re cute,” he shook his head and laughed, giving the other boy a once over and wondered if it would be so awful to wake up to that face. And then he was mortified for a moment, as he narrowed his eyes, “You’re joking, aren’t you! You haven’t actually teleported into someone’s shower, have you? That’s.. I mean if they want you there, that’s a ton of fun.. but..” he had to admit it was nice to have a fellow teleporter around, even if they did it so, so differently. He had to go through Hell. “So what brings you to my room? Truly just checking in on me?”

#illyana & rhys #ambushhero

thewhitcking:

“I HEAR PLENTY OF UNPLEASANT THINGS.” From a lot of people, actually. Not everyone was truly on board with the concept of him teaching there. Not all people accepted that he had turned over a new leaf and wanted to do the right thing – the majority of the times. “You’d be amazed with the things I hear, darling. I try not to meddle in the affairs of those whom I care about… as a matter of respect. There are however, occasions where some thoughts are too loud to be ignored.” Pleasurable thoughts. Painful thoughts. A plethora of emotions that could drive anyone crazy. Thank God for his diamond form. “How was it?” It was easier to question rather than to probe someone’s mind. Less invasive. “Being in the Limbo for so long? To turn such a horrid place into something you call home doesn’t sound like the easiest of tasks.”

“I’ve never had to deal with telepathy, thankfully, I have my hands full, but can’t you just.. not.. reach out? Like not use it.. and not listen? I don’t know, maybe you’re always doing whatever the opposite of broadcasting it, but that must get tiring.” he shrugged a little, “You need mental earplugs.” And Illyana had to laugh then, because it truly was odd to call such a place home. “I mean, I ruled it for a little bit there, what’s more home than that? It’s nice to go back and feel the release of everything and just be.. me.” Then he had to stop and take a deep breath, “Too deep! Let’s do something fun. Can I borrow your black card again?”

#illyana & emmet #thewhitcking

@scalesofseduction

It was late at night, or morning, Illyana wasn’t entirely sure where he had landed in the timeframe of night/morning and semantics, but it was dark and he was skulking about trying to get into the kitchen without being noticed because he knew that there had been cake, and if he was lucky no one had snagged all of it. Dressed in a pair of boxers and nothing else, exactly what he wore to bed, he opened the fridge and grinned, “Thank you,” he said, to no one, and reached for it and set it on the counter.

With a fork in hand, he started to eat away with a happy, content sigh, until his eyes glanced over and saw the yellow staring back at him. “Oh, uh, this cake was going stale.. “

#illyana & raven #scalesofseduction

thewhitcking:

“I WAS WONDERING WHERE YOU WERE.” Maybe due to the simple fact that Illyana’s thoughts simply vanished – which was something a well-trained and seasoned telepath would catch, especially when almost everyone under the school’s roof was into every telepath’s radar. “Off to train away from the property in order to avoid complete and utter destruction?” Now, wasn’t that an actually fun thought? “You could have used the Danger Room, darling. Unless being away from everyone was something you needed?”

“Always tracking my mind, huh? I wonder how many times you’ve heard something you didn’t like.” he teased, doing a few stretches now as he settled back into the normal world, glancing over at the White King. “It’s not so much that I cause destruction, or the danger room being available, Limbo was my home for so long, it raised me, and it’s nice to go back even if a lot of you folks couldn’t stomach it.” He said, a little cooly, but shrugged afterwards, “Being away from most people didn’t hurt.”

#thewhitcking #illyana & emmet

ambushhero:

(( open starter ))

“Heya. Want some company?” Rhys asked his question with a smirk in the corner of his lips, casually, as if he hadn’t just manifested in the room out of thin air, a fwooshing sound the only announcement of his appearance besides his words. Sure, he had not bothered to knock, let alone check if the door was maybe locked and the other man was in need of some privacy. Gestures like that were just formalities, right? Surely they would be happy about his company. “I didn’t interrupt you, did I? Were you in the middle of something?

At this point, Illyana is accustomed to people barging in and not really getting the privacy that one might need, but it was always still a startling moment when there was just suddenly someone standing there, causing him to jump a moment later and toss something at Rhys. “You!” He started, waving a hand at the other, “What if I had of been? What if I had of been blissfully dreaming something and you ruined all of it..” he teased, sitting back down on the edge of his bed, dressed in just a pair of loose, drawstring linen pants that were more for comfort than style.

#ambushhero #illyana & rhys

* open starter

With a simplistic day unwinding in front of him, Illyana felt a little bit of place and didn’t hesitate to open one of his stepping discs to just vanish for a little while into Limbo where he could do his magicks and unleash whatever needed, and later in the evening another opened and he stepped out, a bit of a devilish nature about him as he shook off the day and tried to regain composure. As the portal closed behind him, he glanced over, seeing someone looking at him and he gave a small nod, grinning, “Well good evening to you, don’t mind the portals, sometimes they just have a mind of their own,” and with the last few words, the sheen of metal armor faded away from his arm.

#uncannyopen