She shrugged a bird like chirp and fire coming out of her lips.
He looks at the reader with total disbelief.
Natalie 'Nuka' Fenonix
@silencensmoke.bsky.social
Mutant OC Pin art Commission by Clara R Mun is 41 MDNI Pyrokinetic, Pyromancer, Functionally Mute Face Claim: Jocelyn Shelfo Penned by #Lighthearted
She shrugged a bird like chirp and fire coming out of her lips.
He looks at the reader with total disbelief.
She nodded letting the fire die down with a satisfied smile and offered her hand once it cooled.
"Just let me know when you're ready to go back."
She mouthed the name he could tell she was trying to roll her rrs without sound. She reached out and took the tea and nodded to him in thanks. Her nails were painted red with gold flecks and a small gold pendant hung around her neck. and a delicate gold cross on a gold chain.
" Sunspot, but you can call me Roberto or any variation on that.~ " He figured she didn't know Portugese, that's why the language was so great for complementing people. Once she was cooled off he'd hand over the Peace Tea with a hum. " Drink? "
She smiled at her and nodded and mouthed 'I would like that.' Even with the spell she could feel the heat like being next to furnace on a hot day.
She nods. โAnytime you want to be free, just let me know.โ
She smiled and she laughed though the sound was that of a bird chirp. She mouthed 'Thank you.'
โItโs beautifulโฆโ She smiled, watching she show of blazing light develop before her.
She stood at center the fire moved around her licking against her skin and up into her red hair there was a freedom in letting go and letting her power free after a decade of repressing it beautiful bird song filled Limo with the roar of fire.
Illyana just stands back and watches in awe, a quick spell keeping her safe from the flames.
She nodded though his language she could not understand she spoke English and ASL and Italian and made it work. Trauma was a common theme here... though she wondered how many killed family members withe their powers like her? 'Thank you and you are.....Sun drop right?' She wrote out.
Italy, he'd been before, but another transplant into the X-men? That was always good to see, they had to stick together after all. " Ah, a story we all share I imagine. Some a little more traumatic than others. Well, glad to welcome ya.~ We need more belas paisagens.~ "
She paused looking around making sure nothing was flammable and nodded her throat glowed gold like it had embers just under her skin her lips moved but the sound did not match it was a bird cry like a hawk sharp and then fire-
When they pass through the portal they end up in a barren moor in Limbo. โHere, nothing to destroy. Talk on your heartโs content~โ
She nodded she hadcome to stay with the x-men after getting moved around for years. Back home she was a witch or cursed. After her hands cooled she grabbed her phone too communicate 'I am from Italy but staying with the X-Men to learn how to control my powers... yours are cool-hot.'
While... he didn't exactly understand that, it wasn't as if he treated her differently. Even taking out a towel for her from his sack. " Fire-proof, I like to keep em on hand for myself. Even if TECHNICALLY mine is more Photon based. " Though he'd also put a canned tea down too with a wink.
She offered an apologetic smile and formed her fire into a cat who perched on her shoulder and she let the fire dissipate this was just a taste of the fire she could unleash but knowing she wouldn't hurt him gave her hope. She signed though unsure if he understood. 'your cute'
The inferno didn't harm him, but... he also didn't understand her. Which did cause a frown to come to his face. " Oh... I should have guessed it was more complicated than that. Damn, thought I was a genuius for a momment. " A slight chuckle as he allowed his powers to 'power down.'
I don't think Nuka will speak unill she get some serious control over her power or serious help. She's just a bird brain sometimes.
She smiled at him her thost glowed like it was full of embers and her lips moved as if forming words but there was some hesitation. Her voice well a woman's voice didn't come but a hawk cry sharp and strong came out of her lips with a sawrth of hot flame, an interno.
" Oh. " Pausing a momment, he'd allow his skin to darken black, showing his own mutation. " Actually, we may be a match made in hell.~ 'm immune to heat, so as long as its just us, you can speak freely. I'll even stay in this form if yer comfortable with that. "
She smiled her eyes crinkled. He was very sweet. She tapped onto her phone again. ------ Am mutant, fire comes from my mouth when I vocalize so I don't talk. My names Natalie.
He'd nod along with a hum, he'd worked with mutes before, and... unfortunately he left his local telepath at home. " Mute... Okay, like Jono. Well, if you want to spend the beach time with me, I can act as your voice.~ " Ah Berto the ever charming doofus.
She stood up dusting off the sand and followed phone in hand.
โUhโฆ just come onโฆโ She opens up a portal.
She nodded and tapped her throat and shook her head indicating she was mute. She typed on her phone. 'Can't remember the last time i just enjoyed the beach and was not called a strega'
He'd allow a smirk to cross his lips. " Glad ya like the show.~ Ain't that what the beach is about? "
She gave a puzzled look and made a hand sign but she had no idea if Magik understood.
"Hmm... I have idea!"
She pressed a button own her phone so it spoke for her in a post British accent. 'Hawt.'
Everyone else was showing off at the beach, so he may as well join.
She shrugged typing on her phone Better that then burning down another house.... though I've forgotten what... I sound like.
"Yeesh... sounds rough..."
She nodded to her I don't speak because fire comes out of my mouth when I do, so i have not spoken in over a decade i think.
"You don't want to be able to do what I can do... there's a dark stain on my soul."
She nodded and wrote again. ------------------ Cool can't do anything like that but my powers and well some Italian home cooking.
"I was just practicing a spell... I don't want to be a force of destruction."
She shrugged using her phone to type out a message ---------- We are no stranger to loss and sadness and it makes us stronger or so I have been told.
"I mean it was still bad..."
From what she has heard she does not see this as a loss.
"I accidentally deleted Wyoming for a few seconds."
She sits on the beach in her black bikini basking in the sun she let her phone sit by her playing music as she let the waves lap over her toes. #MadripoorNights
Her face lit up as he signed and proceeded to sign back 'Mutant, so I am sorry i don't talk because of the fire but hear just fine...' She tapped her hest 'My name is NAtalie but most call me Nuka.' Well that was the kinder thing to call her.
He squints before getting an idea, he taps his mask then stares off for a few moments and nods. Signing with his own hands. ' Are you mutant or science experiment like me? '
She tapped her throat and shook her head to show she didn't speak then she looked at the red hot metal she held and shrugged. She opened her mouth and a hawks cry came out along with a burst of flame but she quickly closed her mouth and shrugged again.
He would huff, wrapping the bandages from his mouth around his wound and stands. Towering over her, the suit closes around the wound and he rolls his shoulder. " Alright, time to get to it. " He looks down at her. " You okay? "
She looked confused and after dropped it but picked up the glowing metal in her hand her free hand touching his arm and stomped her foot her palm slapping her face. You didn't need to know sign to tell she was displeased.
Hey, [READER] could you hold onto these for a moment? [ Handing them a pair of red hot pliers, biting on a bandage before taking it back and shoving it in a gun wound with a growl ]
In the kitchen of the mansion she stood making fresh pasta for sunday playing a little Bella Chaio whisking the eggs into the flour and kneading them into a dough a cat of fire on her shoulder her steadfast companion For the weekend she would make the sauce the day of from dawn like gran used to
She nodded and seemed to consider the telepath thing she only heard of such thing. Gran had once said one of her childhood friends could read minds but she had brushed it off as the fond memories of an old women not fact. 'I just try to be easy.'
"A bunch of us do." He smiled, signing this too. "We have a few students who are mute and a few who are deaf. Most everyone knows a little, and the instructors and those of us who lead training drills - we all too the time to learn and the telepaths gave use a big head start."
Her face expressive when he signed back she also saw where he used his siigh space as that would tell him a lot about his personality. 'do others read sign I can write too if need be.'
"Okay. Sounds like a plan." He said it, and signed it back, now that his hands were free.
Relief on her face at least they did not do the honey boo boo skeddi she had seen. 'Next time ill make the sauce and pasta if you do the meatballs? Deal?' She signed to him. Could she do all of it sure but a division of labor seemed fair
"NO! Good god no, it's just jarred American cause and the cheap dry stuff. At least I make the meatballs from scratch."