Jean Grey, Marvel Girl (
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driftfleet2019-04-05 01:11 pm
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001 they send me away to find them a fortune
Who: Jean Grey
Broadcast: Fleet Wide
Action: N/A
When: 5 April
( Jean isn't a stranger to space. She isn't a stranger to time travel. She is, however, a stranger of being kidnapped to a space fleet, released, and kidnapped back. What's the deal? What's so special about her that the Atroma want to bring her back for another round? She's a telepath, sure, but there's other telepaths in the world. There's other mutants. She isn't any better than the rest of them. Still, there's a whisper in the back of her mind that she tamps down and locks shut - something she vacuum seals to keep it from contaminating the rest of her mind. You have the Phoenix Force. You're chosen. It's always you. Death and rebirth, cycling on. She turns on the camera and decides to just do it live. Stream of consciousness is still a thing in 2019, isn't it? )
Look, I was here before. The people were cool but the forced captivity was something I wasn't a fan of. I'm just a girl, ok? There's no reason why I need to be here over anyone else and I have shit I need to do back home. How do you get the Atroma to spring you permanently? Do you have to pay them off or something? Because I think I could swing something. I've got friends in high places.
( It's probably useless but Jean feels the need for agency. So much of her life depends on teamwork, on relying upon others to do the right thing and do their part and she's not someone who likes relinquishing control. It takes everything in her not to just take over; this is why group projects were never a good idea in school and should be permanently banned. The Atroma can stab themselves in the eye with a rusted spork for all she cares. She just wants to go home, finish her mission, grab a slice and do the same thing tomorrow. That's it. The normal desires of a twentysomething with the most dangerous job in the world, right? Right. )
Seriously, though. I'm not here for it. I just need to get back home and if anyone has left and come back before, hit me with your ideas. I'm not above telekinetically frying all the circuits on this piece of shit just to make a point. I think it might end in some consequences I don't want, though, so if you have ideas that aren't going to turn me into a vegetable, I'm all ears.
Broadcast: Fleet Wide
Action: N/A
When: 5 April
( Jean isn't a stranger to space. She isn't a stranger to time travel. She is, however, a stranger of being kidnapped to a space fleet, released, and kidnapped back. What's the deal? What's so special about her that the Atroma want to bring her back for another round? She's a telepath, sure, but there's other telepaths in the world. There's other mutants. She isn't any better than the rest of them. Still, there's a whisper in the back of her mind that she tamps down and locks shut - something she vacuum seals to keep it from contaminating the rest of her mind. You have the Phoenix Force. You're chosen. It's always you. Death and rebirth, cycling on. She turns on the camera and decides to just do it live. Stream of consciousness is still a thing in 2019, isn't it? )
Look, I was here before. The people were cool but the forced captivity was something I wasn't a fan of. I'm just a girl, ok? There's no reason why I need to be here over anyone else and I have shit I need to do back home. How do you get the Atroma to spring you permanently? Do you have to pay them off or something? Because I think I could swing something. I've got friends in high places.
( It's probably useless but Jean feels the need for agency. So much of her life depends on teamwork, on relying upon others to do the right thing and do their part and she's not someone who likes relinquishing control. It takes everything in her not to just take over; this is why group projects were never a good idea in school and should be permanently banned. The Atroma can stab themselves in the eye with a rusted spork for all she cares. She just wants to go home, finish her mission, grab a slice and do the same thing tomorrow. That's it. The normal desires of a twentysomething with the most dangerous job in the world, right? Right. )
Seriously, though. I'm not here for it. I just need to get back home and if anyone has left and come back before, hit me with your ideas. I'm not above telekinetically frying all the circuits on this piece of shit just to make a point. I think it might end in some consequences I don't want, though, so if you have ideas that aren't going to turn me into a vegetable, I'm all ears.
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I guess it could always be worse. So you're still stuck here, Wanda? My condolences.
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At least you missed Calibrations.
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( Anything the Atroma could come up with is no picnic and Jean doesn't like the sound of it at all. )
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God, glad I missed it. You got through okay?
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[A quick, sheepish smile.]
You understand.
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( Jean does jazz hands. Are jazz hands even a universally understood gesture? She hopes so. )
Surprise! You just read minds!
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I thought I was going crazy too. It must have been terrifying to go through that as a child.
What happened in Calibrations was awful, but at least it was only at night. [Better for everyone else that way.]
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( Jean tries not to get too melancholy these days but a telepath just gets it in a way that other people don't. )
It's hard knowing that even among your own kind, people look at you with suspicion because they think they can't trust you. They think you're in their head, always, and that you're going to use it against them.
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[Not everyone is like that, thankfully. But Wanda's also watched important people twice her age or more greet the rest of the Avengers and then squirm and try to pretend they hadn't seen her or that something else had caught their attention. But she knew.]
Are you the only one in your world?
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( There's Emma, there's two versions of Jean, there's Charles, Psylocke - and those are just the ones that Jean has personal experience with. )
Are you the only one? That's...I couldn't imagine being all alone with that.
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I think it was easier, in some ways...but it's nice to meet so many more people here with powers.
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You weren't born a mutant? How did you get them? Experiments?
( Jean thinks of Logan. His mutation had been natural but the adamantium didn't, had been the result of Weapon X messing around with him to make him a super soldier. It's cruel, to do that, but people have been experimenting on mutants for as long as anyone can remember. She'd seen things in Erik's mind about Nazi Germany that she wished she hadn't. She hopes that isn't what happened to Wanda. )
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She can only hope the Scepter had a different life in Jean's world.]
Do you know what the Mind Stone is?
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I haven't but that doesn't mean it isn't there. It's a big world and I'm only a small part of it. We have people like Captain America in my world too - and that might be something he's involved in. I know of him but I don't know him.
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[Jean's smart. She can connect the dots without Wanda having to spell it out.]
So many people looked at it and only saw weapons.
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( There's very little that can get Jean riled up quite as much as this and she feels her face going a little red just thinking about it. )
We're not here to just be playthings for other people.
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[And it's clear from Wanda's tone what she thinks of that. She is solidly on Team Vision when it comes to attacking the Marsiva, and not just because she's his girlfriend.]
Not to fight, but as someone else's entertainment.
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( Jean isn't going to sit idle. Not this time. )
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[When she'd sensed that thing - whatever it was - it hadn't made her sick, so maybe Jean will be okay. She's not going to be able to physically see it, and that seems to be the trigger.]
We can 'talk' about it later, when you're assigned a ship.
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( Both a comfort and a pain in the ass, in Jean's opinion. )