windrider.

( angelica ross. 38. she/her. trans woman. ) are you a HERO? something tells me that the flash of lightning in the sky, a nurturing touch, plants growing strong make you who you are, ORORO MUNROE. with the powers of WEATHER MANIPULATION, you’re sure to have a dignified, haughty personality — and you definitely belong to SWORD. were you listening to GREEN GARDEN by LAURA MVULA on your way to the subway? it suits you. we can’t wait to see what you do next! ( jess. 25. she/her. aest. ) @reshieldedintro​

          BETSY  FONDLY  CHUCKLES  .  at  one  point  ,  she  did  consider  the  school  a  home  .  but  after  all  that’s  happened  ,  she  finds  it  best  to  distance  herself  .  “  i’m  always  in  and  out  of  the  city  that  it’s  just  nice  to  have  a  place  of  my  own  without  disrupting  anything  .  i’m  just  glad  they  didn’t  sell  it  during  the  blip  .  ”  and  she  would’ve  been  PISSED  if  that  happened  .  “  speaking  of  ,  how  are  things  going  at  the  school  ?  i  hear  emma’s  the  co-headmaster  .  ”

having this easy connection to the people she cared most for was one of her favorite part of this whole thing, ororo’s voice in her mind served only to sooth her after a long day of work and worry ‘ if it helps, you’re also making it look extremely easy. dare i say even more so than professor. ’ she grinned thinking how far her friend had come, how far they all have come specially in fronting such a terrible time over the last five years ‘ i’ll let you decide this time, but the cheesier the better. ’ 

Tinya sat enraptured like a student listening to a teacher. Ororo had this great ease to the way she spoke, making the alien distantly think about how she should be one of these famous romance authors lining the shelves, “That’s beautiful, I quite like that way of seeing it. You think you wouldn’t be the same person today if that hadn’t happened?” The idea sort of made Tinya wonder how they’d end up if they’d gone through some kind of epic romance, “I don’t think I’m too stagnant though without it. Honestly, I kinda wish life would slow down a bit.”

leaving. yes that’s a good idea. he can start a fight and stay but perhaps it’s … best for him to be out of the proverbial spotlight. ❝ okay. ❞ there’s a hint of defeat in his voice. if anyone else was here instead of storm, he would FIGHT against them and not go so quickly. but a battle against storm is not one he’ll win. even someone as impulsive him knows that. she’s powerful and she’s got YEARS of practice and training in general. it’s a fight that will end quickly and he will LOSE badly. ❝ you can spare the lecture storm. i’ve heard it before and don’t need to hear it again. ❞ he’s heard several variations of it from several people over the course of his time here on earth. and while the tone, person, and words change, the fundamental message stays the same and storm is saying nothing new. ❝ i would like to leave right now. ❞

it feels like she’s broached a ‘ difficult ‘ subject. lois was VERY forward and direct with the other after all. but she needs to know as much as she can. considering how mutants are treated here, she should not be surprised to get a restrained answer. it seems most humans are not accepting of mutants, no matter who they are or what they do. ❝ oh right. ❞ head nods as she reaches into her bag to turn the recording unit on. ❝ i’ve read about that. about the mutant rights movement and the bigots attached. ❞ it seems every time the mutants make one step forward with equality, some bigot is there to take them back three steps. ❝ so full time school ? okay then. ❞ she’s learning a lot. but she suspects there’s a bit of ‘ pr polished ‘ lines the headmistress is saying but also some genuine emotion in her voice. ❝ and the teachers ? who are they ? ❞

Tinya distantly hoped their eyes weren’t too blank while listening to Ororo’s answer. They weren’t particularly insecure in their inexperience with romance, but it was just such an untouchable concept - like a artifact to be studied more than experienced, “Interesting… Did you have a favorite?” The brunette questioned before backtracking, “Only if you feel comfortable answering, of course!”

ororo makes some very good points  ,  and rhodey nods along as she speaks  .  he  ,  too  ,  has found out the hard way that young people really do not like to listen  —  though he will admit to not being quite as willing to just let them go as her  .  “  i just remember when i was their age  ,  the dumb things i got up to  —  i want them to be doing things like that  .  not worrying about portals and world-ending events  …  ”  he shrugs  .  “  but hey  ,  if i ever have to raise a kid  ,  i’ll be super prepared for the teenager phases  .  ”

the x-men were his family, the school had been a place that he had called home for many years, it would be out of place for him to be anywhere else. it wouldn’t make sense. but he also knew why some of the students ventured out and found a different path for him, it’s hard trying to live up to expectations that other people lay out for you. scott had took the leadership role because he wanted to make a difference, try and be a better person, he had messed up a couple of times, (more than a couple of times), but it had come from a place where he thought he was right, he’d do anything for these people, protecting them was his first priority even if it was fighting against their own. he feels cheated in a way, angry in another, he had his life together for the first time in a long time and then he just blipped. he felt like he was just starting to a get a grip on the scott summers that he had liked and wanted to be. he just felt lost now, not knowing where he stood with the school anymore other than just a reminder of what was. he knew that he needed to learn to love it in another way now. “i don’t think there’s another path for me, ororo.” he says, his smile is a sad one. “plus it would just be me walking in the dark alone if i tried.” people needed people. “i talked to emma,” he eventually says, “i told her i was coming back.” he looks down now, “i like keeping my promises to emma.” he says, a small laugh escaping his lips, “but you’re right. the school is home. plus i have no where else to go. i guess you’re just stuck with me.”

she could practically feel ororo’s tension standing next to her. raven knew that they were not exactly everyone’s cup of tea and it never bothered her. it still doesn’t. she had known that after they had gotten their beloved leaders back that the camaraderie they had shared the past five years would eventually mean nothing to the people in the school. everything was starting to get back to normal for them, and it had proved everything that raven already knew: she didn’t belong here. she had tried being good, and it had lasted her five years but all of the effort and time she had spent making those that felt lost without the people that have blipped was up now. she smiles, watching ororo’s stance, watching the way ororo was watching people, trying to be on your best behaviour seemed exhausting to raven. it was hard to understand where raven began and mystique ended, they had been blended for so long now she knows that when ororo looks at her in this form all she can see is what kurt got from her, and what she lacked. she wasn’t kind or warm or loving, but she was unapologetically herself, selfish, yes, but she knew how to survive. she wants to ask, does this form only disgust you when it’s on me?

“does your mouth hurt from all the forced smiling?” it’s a rhetorically question at this point, she wasn’t intentionally trying to get a rise out of ororo, but it seemed that she repulsed most people just by being herself which made her laugh very briefly at herself before shaking her head. “if i wanted to harm the children i would have done it in the five years that i helped this school, but look, they are all still standing and accounted for.” she did have to roll her eyes at the threat though, mutants—while some annoyed her—were never truly the problem—it was the people that they were letting come in and out of this open house that were gawking at them like they were little circus animals. 

Her eyes flickered back around the crowd and then back to Raven, Ororo unable to decide what was more in need of her watchful eye. There was only so much of her guard she was able to let down around the shapeshifter; unfair, perhaps, but the result of their long history. Cause and effect, that guided her in everything and had done since the day Ororo had first truly understood her powers. What she brought to one place, she took from another. If she brought rain, she had taken it from someone, somewhere, who perhaps needed it. There was a consequence to every choice and she could not take what she wanted without understanding that, no matter what good cause Ororo thought it was for, no matter how desperatedly she thought she needed it. Did Raven understand the principle? That, she didn’t know. Ororo smiled tightly, “I do get rather sick of it at times. But I never forget my true goals.” Whatever irritation she might feel, whatever worry, whatever difficulty in playing nice, she would do it, all for the sake of that better future for the students.

❝ i still feel the need to. sometimes. and that means a lot to me ororo so thank you. ❞ but for her to hear it from ororo, definitely means a lot to her. and while ororo IS right that emma has proven herself to be loyal to the x-men no matter what, there’s a part of her that still feels like she doesn’t deserve it. imposter syndrome. or at least, some form of it. and it’s possible that she will never stop feeling this way. but she won’t let anyone know - including ororo. she just lets out a dry laugh. ❝ well. there’s a reason why you’re more of the face of the school compared to me. you’re better at the ‘ rousing speech of courage and optimism ‘ speeches. ❞ emma tells it like it is. which might work for the adult x-men but certainly NOT for the younger generation. it’s the fact that she knows this doesn’t make her a BAD teacher but a good one. a good teacher knows when to push and when not to. ❝ an optimist ? hardly. but charles’ ideologies tend to rub off on you. whether you like it or not. ❞ yes, her opinions on peaceful mutant/human coexistence has changed. yes she’s no longer in the ‘ mutant supremacy ‘ camp but she still stays apprehensive of humans. she’s seen enough from them to know that they can never be FULLY trusted on mutant matters. ❝ don’t worry about logan. we’ll make sure he behaves and doesn’t shed on the couch. ❞ it’s pretty EASY to tease logan. almost everyone does it. the mention of scott turns her cold inside. one can argue she’s always cold but she’s… colder than usual now. ❝ yes yes of course. ❞ voice slips into a much more formal tone. ❝ he’s a big part of the x-men, big part of the school. he should be able to come back if he wants. that’s okay with me. ❞

he knew it would not be LONG until someone called the mansion. that is, if he was lucky. worst case scenario, someone would call the police who would have sent a sentinel after him. something that gabriel knows he can handle but it wouldn’t be without a lot of destruction. which is his speciality. it’s not long until someone comes and announces her presence. it’s storm. she’s not shouting at him. not angry. but he also knows she doesn’t want to see him continue like this. in public at least. and while gabriel is not happy that someone has been sent to stop him, he’s glad it’s ororo at least. ❝ i make a lot of people nervous due to my powers. it’s just what i am. i assume you’re here to get me out ? ❞

Tinya flipped through one book with a black cover, landing on a page with a particularly steamy scene and starting to giggle, “Oh no, we’re not a particularly sensual sort of planet - but I suppose it depends on the person,” The alien shrugged, sliding the book black on the shelf, “Bgztlians are romantic, in the artistic sense. What about you?”