#magneticemerald

      “ lorna . . . please. ”  all throughout his life, he had been begging. begging for food, for shelter, for acceptance, for his LIFE. he’d hoped he’d never have to beg for lorna to come back to him, but he should’ve known better. it always ended that way.

"Do you like pumpkin pie? Tony gave me one and it's the size of a *table* and I don't know what to do with it."

@magneticemerald answered here:

    For a moment the emerald haired mutant just stares at the monstrosity that’s being offered out to her. Personally, she hated the stuff with a passion – actually, she hated almost every pie with a passion. There wasn’t enough of the crust to them and it’s just…it’s a whole different ball game from the sweets that she does find happiness and comfort in. So she takes a deep breath and is prepared to say no, to tell the red head that she can’t stand it and to take it somewhere else. But then she thinks of the Underground, of how much they’re in need of food, and she lets out a slow breath. This is a blessing in disguise, and she can practically already see everyone lighting up over it.

       “Personally? I can’t stand it. But the Underground would love it. We’ve been a bit low on food and supplies lately, and I think they’re still sour about having to eat mac and cheese for Thanksgiving. So I’d love to take it off your hands for you.”

     Low on food and supplies is one thing, mac and cheese for Thanksgiving is another. Natasha’s eyes narrow slightly, and she nods. “I’m definitely going to need to bring it in a car. I don’t know where your crew is roosting these days, though.” And I don’t expect you to tell me, she thinks wryly, though I’d like to meet them. You’re young, you’re capable, and you need help. I’m not a mutant-- maybe that could be an advantage, but I would understand if you didn’t trust me. 

     “If you can drive, I’ll just load up my car and let you have the keys if that would make you and your friends more comfortable. You’ll have to give me a day, though, I’ll need a vehicle for the evening.”

  His sister didn’t have the knowledge to teach him, though. She was inexperienced because of how easily things came to her. Lorna knew, though. She had trained other kids before. He could see it the day she tried to teach him before his protective mother came busting in. 

  Lorna understood how scary it was to be hunted and to have unreliable powers...

      she ran into one of thanos’ goons on the street and, of course, she didn’t have her suit. still, jessica could fight without it but it could easily expose her to EVERYONE in the city. that only crossed her mind for a brief moment before jumping into action and fighting the thing until it died. there had to be more so she quickly rounds the corner, only to find someone with green hair aiming hands at her. jess’ own go into the air.   “ whoa! whoa! same side here! ...i think. ”

"It only seems scary because of the mist."

Growing up in the desert and then moving to Nanda Parbat as a child, mist was something she had learned to become used to. At their compound, mist kept those from finding them while exploring the mountains surrounding it. If anything it was familiar to her. Yet, she couldn't help but think that this woman was afraid of the one thing that would eventually keep them safe from anyone who was hunting them.

i never understood why people tagged long post as a tw? like…isn’t that what rp is about?