#ft lorna.

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@greenhairedmama said "My 'stay in bed all day' game is too strong. " || accepting

“you sure because i can totally give you a hand. you know what they say about team work,” marcos chuckles from where he stands on his side of the phone, leaning against one of the academy’s outside walls, headed no where in particular. “and that may be the worst joke i make all week... how’s you’re day going babe?”

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[ text // @greenhairedmama ]: hey are you free ?? [ text // babe ]: nothing bad i swear [ text // babe ]: i just really want to see you

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[ text // @greenhairedmama ] you me n some coffee how does that sound? [ text // babe ] figured you could use a break

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in reality he should be used to this. if there was one thing people needed to get into their heads it was that mutant rallies had a habit of ending badly ( he didn’t mean to sound bitter did he ? just tired ) he felt for the kids, really he did. marcos’ flaw had always been his heart in that regard he loved to brightly, too loyally. still there wasn’t much they could about it now apart from damage control. he’d seen logan got caught up to speed with what he could, what help was needed. he falls beck into the x-man routine far too quickly. 

he’s making the rounds, checking on people, making sure the rush of people hadn’t injured and that the panic was dying down when he spots her, ( @greenhairedmama ) polaris gear and all. wave of relief washing over him at the fact that she was safe, and quite clearly with the situation in hand, not that he had expected anything else.

❝ lorna, ❞ her name tumbled from his lips like breathing before he even realises that he’s moving to her, reaching for her out of habit before he’s wrapping her up in his arms and spinning her around. ❝ you ok? ❞