Who: Hank McCoy and Jean Grey
What: First Meetings
When: November 3, 1957
Where: the gardens of the Xavier Institute, evening
Rating/Warnings: TBD, but likely not too high
Status: Open; in progress
There were times when Jean only wanted to sit in the garden. It was peaceful there, without Xavier near and the occasional raised voice he used on his telephoned conversations. The phone calls had been coming more frequently of late, and at all hours, to a man named Erik. More than that, she didn't know. The telepathy of her youth had given her an antipathy to eavesdropping and finally, she'd come out to the garden to escape it.
Time had passed more swiftly than she'd imagined, however, and now she was sitting on a stone bench, ankles crossed. A copy of today's
Times rested on her lap, the corners dog-eared. Appropriate, Jean thought, since the headline shouted
Dog becomes first animal to orbit Earth. Just looking down at it made her smile again, a soft, secret grin as if there was something about the universe that only she knew.