@gottagofaaast > fire crackers made of flower.] They made it seem so easy, you know? Turned it on and up and up... And now it's like a storm in my head, and I can't direct it.
@gottagofaaast > when she got upset. She holds out her free hand towards some of the fallen materials. Her hand in his tenses as she focuses, trying to actually direct what she's always had trouble controlling. Energy collects around her hand in a bright ball, the broken sheet rock pops like >
@gottagofaaast > someone to rummage in her head. She'd kept away from Jean, as well. The professor was good with words too, and was working on building her trust before reaching back into her head.] I didn't like him much at first either, but it's gotten better.
@gottagofaaast [She takes his hand, and the flickers die out on the hand that holds his. She didn't care much for the professor at first either. He'd brushed against her mind, and she hadn't reacted well, to put it mildly. Since then they had been able to speak, but she refused to allow >
@gottagofaaast > scaffold collapses not too far away, bringing down quite a variety of different construction materials from their original homes on the upper levels of the half finished project. There are flickers of power around her hands, balled into fists at her side.]
@gottagofaaast [Her brows pull together and she tries to put her thoughts into words.] You don't have to be helpful. Is all I'm saying. If they only keep you around to be helpful, if they're using you? [Then several things happen at once, there are several loud cracks as all of one large >
@gottagofaaast [She was still smiling. He had picked right. She was perfectly at home right here, just them. His words concerned her and she shifted so he would put her down.] Hey. Hey you don't have to play that game with me... Come on. [Her eyes are serious and she brings a hand up and >
@gottagofaaast > but you give me both. [She leans against his shoulder and looks around the messy project. It looks like she's already been through here almost. She swings one leg a little.] Barely even felt it that time, you've been practicing! [There's only a hint of jealousy in her voice.]
@gottagofaaast [Wanda doesn't press to be put down, he'll put her down when he pleases. She doesn't need to be put down just yet. The lack of noise and people lessen the stress on her and makes her feel less likely to explode. She looks around and smiles.] You said peace or chaos, Peter... >
@gottagofaaast [She squeezes his hand once before expertly settles them on his eyes, comfortable in his arms. She's seen him run a few other people, but she's the only one he carries. He'd carry her off anywhere, really. She didn't ask for it often.]
@gottagofaaast [She hums, chewing on a corner of her mouth. Her thumb makes a repetitive, unconscious circle against his skin as she thinks.] I don't want people for sure. But.... Chaos.
@gottagofaaast [Her hand closes around his and she nods. He's upset, at others, he's so rarely ever upset with her. And even then it's barely more than exasperation.] Where's Neverland this time? [An old joke, Peter Pan and Wendy Darling.]
@gottagofaaast [She sighs, and nods, smiling just a little. Her whole look is always kind of sad, even when she smiles. Her free hand comes up to one side of her head. As if she's pressing on something about two inches outside her skull.] It feels like a storm's about to break in here.
@gottagofaaast [It's a learning curve, for most, to read his face. It wasn't that he didn't feel anything, he just felt it a lot faster. She makes a smoothing out gesture with her hand.] I'm fine, it's not that bad. Stop worrying.
[She doesn't lie to him, but she sometimes minimizes things.]
@gottagofaaast [She has a moment of wide eyed concern.] Can we just not when I'm having a bad day?
I mean, that just begs for trouble. Like when I set the dryer on fire...
@gottagofaaast I'm sure there are those who would say I didn't deserve all the Smith's swag you got me.
Especially the people who paid for it.
We'll say it was magic.