“Sometimes you are a saint, Jean Grey. But at other times, you are a violent bully. And, above all, once, you destroyed a world. You can never make up for it. You are the Phoenix. Now and forever.”
Best Jean Grey issue since Morrison.
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⠀ every so often, liebchen, since i look
like a ⠀̷͟D̷͟͟𝙴͟𝙼͟𝙾͟𝙽͟ ✘ —— i have this
⠀ i̶r̶r̶e̶s̶i̶s̶t̶i̶b̶l̶e̶ ̶ urge to play the part .ᐟ
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late at night within the mansion .. or
was it early morning now ? eyes closed , deep within a tormented sleep. phoenix threatening her very being. jean’s heart began to race— skin hot to the touch. until a scream of her own forced her away. eyes snapping open.
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late at night within the mansion .. or
was it early morning now ? eyes closed , deep within a tormented sleep. phoenix threatening her very being. jean’s heart began to race— skin hot to the touch. until a scream of her own forced her away. eyes snapping open.
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a small laugh escapes the redhead , shaking her head at his comment. “ yes. i know that , that is exactly why i worry. ” jean points out. using her telekinetic abilities to begin moving certain supplies to their rightful place. —— ++
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At that statement, Remy finds himself grinning as usual, though he appreciates her concern. " Y'know trouble always follow Gambit ~ "
Supplies unloaded and unpacked into various locations, swiftly done with the help of two - until all that's left is empty bags. " But 'e --
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nails slowly tap against the countertop until finally , she heard him. gambit. sitting up straight , smiling. “ god , remy. i was beginning to think you got caught up in something horrendous. ”
hands help sort the supplies —— ++
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.... Oh that can't be good.
Bags of supplies in both hands, slowly set down as he approaches.
" Got everythin' dat 'as listed, ah tried to be quick but ... " Why do they keep rearranging the stores, ugh. Shaking his head, features relaxing slowly again. " Don' matter, ah'm --