lil rasputin

“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.

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?”

“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.”

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.

“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?”

(( 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?