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Catching Up | 6/25/19
Nick wasn’t sure what was going on with Jackson or why he and Steven were back in Lima, but he didn’t care about that; he was just happy to get to see his friend. He dropped onto his knees outside of the new room number and knocked, practically buzzing with excitement. @jacksonxschuester
Catching Up With the Past [ Storm | Mystique ]
Mystique walked down a random street, uncertain of the area she was in or was travelling to. She had no real purpose, other than finding out any information she could. She needed to. Knowledge was the key to really getting everything under your foot, as it were. Her main objective was to take control of the gangs in the sector she was to call home from now on. That was definitely something she needed to do, if not to get out of this strange place then to at least live more lavishly. She needed to find another mutant. She certainly wasn't going to use her own body to make any MGH, not with what she had seen that do to poor Dazzler.
Blue hands tugged uncomfortably at the tight, white pants and the white, sleeveless turtle neck she had procured just moments before. Stores were always so easy, but she had to admit being coloured the way she was, and generally being naked, had store clerks following her around like hawks in search of a meal. So, like any good girl, she had to rob the place. Having but a bb gun, she needed to make a good argument as to the impact a bb could have against a skull in such close proximity. That proximity being held right against the flesh of the cashier's forehead.
one was hurt, and she got away with what she needed. Not that she would immediately care about their lives. But she found she did need clothes here. No matter how uncomfortable it was to have actual fabric clinging to her flesh. She needed to get used to it fast, as well as get the hell out of the store's vicinity.
As she walked quickly through a connecting alleyway and on to another street, her eyes met with a familiar look. Oh, that was most definitely Storm, it had to be. Though, knowing someone had pulled everyone there from another universe...who was to say she knew this Storm or what point in time or even universe she was from. Then again...who was to say Storm knew? Oh ho ho, she did not. She couldn't know. No one could for certain, right?
The opportunity was seen and then immediately grasped as she ran up to the woman, a pleasant look and innocent expression on her face as though she was just so surprised to see her there. Allies were needed here, she would feign that she was an ally of good. She'd done it so many times before. Which both made it easier for her but also harder on her as she was just simply not to be trusted by most of the X-Men.
“Ororo?”
Catching Up || Amara & Perwyn
Things had been busy, with Knights being called away to ride out to villages where strange sightings had been reported and the people growing nervous over the rumours that were built and spread behind hands. Rumours had a nasty habit of warping the truth so that it was close enough to it that people still believed it, but twisted enough that people would convey and believe it.
Of course, Perwyn wasn't really busy with the sightings, although he and Learin had ridden out the days before to protect the villagers from a so-called sea snake that had never shown up. It was safe to say that he still believed it to be poppycock that only the superstitious believed in. Still, when they had ridden through a town with singed buildings and shreds of a story of a fire breathing dragon reached them, he had been more than uneasy.
Clearing his gear, he joined Amara, shoving away all the nonsense to the back of his mind. It had been a while since he and the female Knight had talked, other than a quick congratulations at her reaching Knighthood. She was one of the first female Knights, and there were more than a few in the Keep who still eyed her, and others, with a slight distaste. Perwyn was fine with it, although he had been a little embarrassed when she made Knight earlier than he had.
He stood next to her, watching the sky as clouds moved across it. "Shall we head up the Walls? We can watch the sunset from there. Maybe pick up something to drink on the way?" It was something he had discovered early on in the city, when delivering a message to a guard from Laerin. It had been quite the site from the hight of the walls, especially as a small boy.
Catching Up || Wesley & Daphne
If Wesley could sense it or not, Daphne was still rather skeptical about accepting his lunch offer. Four years wasn't that long of a time, but it was long enough to forget who someone was. To forget what you had with a person. Taking a chance, she decided to go along with it and catch up with her old friend. Seeing Wesley again made Daphne feel like her past was starting shake under her feet. For a long time, in her eyes, she had done a good job with keeping the past where it belonged; In the past. If wasn't talked about, it no longer mattered nor did it exist. For a while there, she had forgotten what it was like to see a friendly face from her pre-teen years. In all honesty, Wesley was the only person besides Gabe that truly stuck out in her memory. She wondered if Wesley remembered everything the way that she did. Bits and pieces of the year that they knew each other ran through her mind like a Kentucky Derby. Walking into Gialina Pizzeria off campus, she slid into a booth setting her purse next to her thigh. She locked her eyes on Wesley's face and smiled. "Well this is certainly a twist in my day. A few minutes ago I was taking a survey and now here I am having lunch with Wesley Caldwell."
catching up ↻ myungsoo & ara
"See you, hyung," Myungsoo waves at his manager hyung, Gonam, mouthing a small 'thank you' with a smile for driving him to the venue. "Pick me up later!" And with that, he zips his jacket up to his collarbones and eagerly walks to the entrance of the restaurant. The chilly air seem to strongly seep into his clothing, which makes him pace even faster to reach the place. But it isn't all that makes him feel eager about the night—it is, after all, the people he had missed being with for almost a year.
As soon as the glass doors are pulled open for Myungsoo, he breathes in the atmosphere blissfully, slowly scanning the place for his company. The guy spots them on the right most corner of the diner—of course, he thinks—they're on their most favorite place to hang out on, seated on their most favorite table. Myungsoo gives a small salute to the employees at the door and takes excited yet anxious strides to the rest of the actors and actresses.
"Nice to see you, guys," he chuckles, and soon bows at his seniors. Na Moon Hee pats Myungsoo's back, saying he's grown a lot, and other remarks along those lines. "Really, I have?" He asks and points somewhat stupidly to himself, still grinning widely. All of them have actually changed in some way, Myungsoo notices. Some more greetings here, more small talk there, Myungsoo easily tunes them out and finds a spot next to Yoo Ara. Finally, he breathes out. Someone his age, someone he can talk to informally. Besides, they haven't really talked about each other's activities in the past few months. The male loosens up in his seat and speaks at last. "Hey," he nudges Ara gently, pursing his lips. "What's up? How are you doing?"
