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@raemet
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like *starts clawing at the air. oh my gohd
she shivers, but not out of chill. her body was able to continue its day by day without human sustenance, without sleep. without the typical necessities a human would need to get through the daily grind of trying to save those that inhabited the universe. she was a woman made god; life & death itself — no longer stuck in martyr wroth cyclitic molt. feeding off a dying sun's energy wasn't like eating a cheeseburger, or a slice of pizza. it was indescribable. fulfilling in ways that warmed her wholly, almost like a battery on charge.
jean paces, one - two - three - four - five - six. ughhh. it was agonizing ! ( despite having very little down time, there were moments of stringent silence. ) memorizing the walls of the x-jet, her bed, the photo of her friends + family. the very people she ran from. a sigh now, frustrated. gloved digits coil and knot in rouge mane, gripping as she feels the absence of telepathic connection. it was her choice to sever it with scott. they had to move on, she had to move on. they both deserved that. childhood sweethearts could make for even better adult friends. at least when they were both ready. but that was the missing piece, perhaps ? why she felt so alone out in the void of space. it was her choice to go alone, to figure things out — but it fucking sucked not to be have telepathic rapport at least. even if she could not have the company of another body.
maybe she'd be able to salvage a semblance of her weighted grief in equally heavy isolation. this was why she worked herself beyond exhaustion, extending herself further than she ever could.
it is then the phoenix feels a touch of psychic dissonance, like the curious rapid beating of a human heart. rhythmic humming causing footsteps to move of their own volition — was the void reaching out to her ? mossy verdant gaze turns to that blazing white. @ofsoul ❝ i am just a friend of a friend. ❞ came the intonation. jean shaking her head, trying to release herself from dissonant dither. ❝ two questions: one, are you real ? two, how did you get in here? ❞ a beat, biting at the inside of her cheek; anchoring herself to the real. at this point, jean wasn't sure if she was speaking into the other woman's mind, or with her lips. awe-struck, and dumbfounded all at the same time. this woman had to be a deity ( or telepath ) of some sort too. with the ability to traverse space without a space suit. ❝ okay, i lied. i have more questions. . . what friend exactly? ❞
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