poshninja (poshninja) wrote in after_the_fall, @ 2008-06-13 11:13:00 |
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Entry tags: | open, other!betsy-aumovie, other!rogue-ga |
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Betsy was trying her best to be useful, though she suspected that this was the sort of labor to which her brother would be better suited than she was. Although if the mantle of Captain Britain had chosen her it wouldn't have been nearly such a hassle. To each their own, however, and the whole Captain Britain job did come with a rather large clause that was apparent in the very name of staying close to Great Britain. Betsy loved her home country dearly, but the freedom to explore and go wherever she wanted appealed even more. That was not to say that she wouldn't happily have taken the flying ability. It would have made a great deal of things easier.
Since the first day of her arrival, she had volunteered her services to the welfare of the group. She had also attempted to keep a close eye on Kevin but that had proved to be harder than she had initially deduced. She felt for the boy. She really did. There was absolutely no excuse for the way that he had been treated. His world, the way it was run, was an abomination. No on should have to live through that, especially not a child.
Pausing to take a break, Betsy settled herself into a window seat that looked fairly stable. It was metal. There was quite a bit of metal in the palace, which made sense if the pictures of Magneto sprinkled throughout where any indication of its prior owners. Had she been Magneto, she would have constructed as much of her surrounding with metal as she could also. It was a matter of future survival as much as convenience.