John Grey, the Phoenix(Parody)
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Male variant of Jean Grey, has embraced the Phoenix//MV/MS// Writer's almost 30
"Alright then!" He said as he sat down, looking at the other mutant.
"Just wanna do something for you; Go take a seat!"
"I just... Messing with the mind is something that could get dangerous, especially for something like that..."
James listened to Grey, knowing he was right "Yeah... Well, thanks..."
Alright, John is off to bed. Mystral So is the writer
"Are you sure you want to remember something like that? Things have never been exactly easy in your life, from what you remember, it could easily be just as bad if not worse... The brain has a way to protect itself from trauma..."
"Yeah . . ." James let out a sigh, pausing for a moment "I forgot how my mom died."
"No it's not his fault. Most people don't make it a habit of destroying furniture."
"No! It's Charles!! Grr."
"In the Danger Room or things that are already getting damaged. Not furniture we use every single day."
Victor crossed his arms, a sharp smirk tugging at his lips "Charlie says it’s fine to break somethin’ now and then!"
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Mystral Stolen, but let's have fun
"And you want help to try and remember things, am I right?"
James bit his lip for a few moments, wondering if he should tell Grey the truth or not. "...My..." He started, looking away "My healing factor is pretty strong and it makes me forget things..." James crossed his arms "And..." He looked at Grey "..."
"Well my telepathy isn't entertainment. Why do you want me to wander around your mind so much hm?"
"Not right now..."
"Don't you have any other way of entertaining yourself?"
"I'm bored, wanna read my mind?"
"Not if I can do something about it."
"One day that gonna happen..."
"Not gonna happen." For a brief moment, if one was to look closely at John's eyes, they could almost see a flicker of fire into them.
"When the humans come and kill them cause they become soft..."
"You destroyed it, you fix it or replace it."
" Busy right now. Do it yourself."
"You'll have to replace that table."
"Grr..." Victor snarls deep in his chest, his voice rough like gravel caught in a growl His fist slams into the table with a resounding crack, splinters flying, he stalks off, boots thudding heavy, leaving the shattered mess behind without a second glance.
"Don't think about scaring the students."
He let out a heavy sigh, his shoulders rising and falling in a casual shrug as he glanced at Grey "Alright, guess I’ll go find somethin’ else to keep me entertained" His tone was indifferent, but there was a spark of mischief in his eyes, like a predator already hunting for its next distraction
"Not when it comes to something like that."
"C'mon, Grey, be nice with me."