Mentions of Magneto were hardly her favorite, mostly given as she was still not entirely sure if he was her father or not. But she tried to ignore it, for now, offering a faint smile.
“Well, it’s nice to meet you, Uma. You /and/ your wicked cool mutation.”
The mutant visibly stiffened then, swallowing before allowing her shoulders to roll in a light shrug.
“I guess, yeah. Except my name’s Lorna . . . or Polaris.”
—❝ᏟᎾᏞᏞᎪᎢᎬᎡᎪᏞ
ᎠᎪᎷᎪᏩᎬ.❞
✨ Flipped account
✨ Another #Kosmik star
✨ Not new to character
✨ AU - GOTG Vol. 2 divergence
✨ Ex-Guardian of the Galaxy
✨ Ships w/Chemistry
✨ Aggressively descriptive
Pausing, the knife simply hung suspended overhead, cranium tilting towards the voice from where she was reclined on the bench. Ah. Him again.
“That depends on who you ask, space man.”
Flicks a knife upwards in the air, allowing it to fall and nearly impale her chest, only to flick her wrist at the last possible second and send it back up into the air again, green mist swirled around the weapon.
@starlxrdman Head tipped to the side, Lorna stared at the blond in silence, fingers tapping against her bare midriff. She was annoyed, but not so annoyed she’d fling him overhead by his belt buckle, so after what had to have felt like an eternity to him, she shrugged, then stepped back to —
@starlxrdman She stared for a long while in silence, wondering if he was truly expecting to be believed, then set her hands on her hips with a heavy sigh of exasperation.
“I don’t have time for this bullshit, man. I’ve heard enough of it to last /two/ lifetimes.”