Who: Forge, Warpath, tag Natives When: Friday, September 7th, 2007 Where: Xavier's Tech Lab What: Checkin' in Status: in progress Rating:PG-13
"So, you're back, you want a party?" Jon spoke into the metal casing he was in the process of taking apart, not bothering to look back at James. Forge didn't have time to waste on someone that wasn't going to listen.
James stood a few feet back from the older man, arms crossed, not bothering to hide his annoyance. "Look, I was just lettin' you know I'm back." If Forge didn't care if he was at the mansion, then that was fine with Warpath. "Don't know why I even came down here."
"How long?" Jon continued to pretend like no one else was in the room. "You almost made it to a year once, but last time, what? A month? Three weeks?" Forge couldn't help but feel more responsible for the other Natives running around the mansion and he couldn't help but be frustrated with Warpath's lack of focus.
"Hey, excuse me if I don't feel like becoming a fixture around here. When's the last time you left, 1974?" James didn't need this crap. He had other things to do than spend all his time at Xavier's; the X-Men weren't the army, at least not the last time he checked.
Forge turned finally and acknowledged the massive man standing in the lab with him. "You made a commitment to this team, something you've never fully understood."
"Thanks Dad."
"Thank Mother Earth I'm not your father, I would have beat some sense into you a long time ago." Jon said as he stood from his stool and moved toe to toe with the Apache. He tilted his head up to make eye contact with the younger man. "Say you're going to stay. Stay and figure out something you're good for, besides punching things. Or you can just leave now."
Forge's bluntness took James off guard for a moment. "Fine, I'll stay." Warpath said without thinking, mostly just a knee-jerk reaction to being challenged. "But I contribute just as..."
"Oh, you can break things with the best of them. But you'll need more than that if you want a real life James." Jon backed off from the other man, glad to see he was getting through his thick skull.
"You want me to get a job?" He turned from Forge and moved further into the room. He sighed and mouthed to himself 'I've made a huge mistake.'
"Yes, do something besides fight. This is a school." Jonathon Silvercloud knew James was ruled by his emotions and he needed to learn discipline if he wasn't just going to end up like his brother. Forge wasn't going through that again. 'I've made a huge mistake.' Literally.