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Bobby Drake (not_otzi) wrote in mirage_rpg,
@ 2008-07-11 15:24:00

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arrival, bobby drake, complete, day 7, hellboy

Day Seven
Who: Bobby Drake and Hellboy
What: Bobby's Arrival
When: Late afternoon-ish
Where: The Courtyard
Rating: Shouldn't go above PG-13
Status: Incomplete

It was good the school was back open. He was happy about that. And Bobby was very busy concentrating on that, and not on anything else. Not on how different it felt with the Professor and Scott and Jean gone, or about Rogue leaving in the middle of the night, or Johnny (Pyro, he reminded himself, not Johnny, he had to stop thinking of him as Johnny) locked up in the sublevels and what the hell they were going to do about that. He was refusing to think about anything awkward or depressing. None of it. Just being glad the school was open and Jimmy was safe and the Cure was hopefully taken care of.

And because he wasn't doing an entirely good job of that, he'd suited up and was heading to the Danger Room. Working out, that'd give him something to do. He'd program in something hard, maybe one of the scenarios Kitty'd made, and push himself through it. He'd even brought along his iPod, freshly updated with his music, so if his brain started trying to think, he could just turn that on and distract himself enough that he'd have to concentrate on the scenario and the music and nothing else. Until he was too tired to think.

Before he could get to the Danger Room, though, he spotted Jimmy walking his way. Bobby automatically tossed him a wide smile. "Hey, Jimbo."

"Hi Bobby," Jimmy returned, smiling a bit shyly back at him.

Bobby stopped walking. "Back up a couple of steps, will you?"

Jimmy's smile widened as he obeyed. Ever since coming there, Jimmy'd been uncertain and apologetic about his power, warning people that if they could close to him, their powers would disappear. Bobby'd done his best to make Jimmy feel more comfortable and commented quite a bit on how cool Jimmy's power was. Which, really, it was. And Bobby liked getting to feel cold like a normal person when he was around Jimmy, almost as much as he liked the smile on Jimmy's face every time Bobby gushed over getting to feel ice.

Bobby held his hands together for a moment, then pulled one hand away to reveal an ice rose. He could've just done a chunk of ice, yeah, but he couldn't resist the chance to show off a bit. And ice roses were easy for him. "Okay, come on closer," he said, looking up.

And then blinking in surprise when both Jimmy and the hallway were gone. He grinned. "Very funny, guys, you know this means huge retaliation, right?" he asked. "Dani? Is that you?"

He didn't get a response, and he realized that really, that didn't make sense, since there was nothing he really feared or desired about an empty courtyard. He started getting suspicious, and he dropped into defensive mode, suddenly glad he was wearing his uniform.

"Jimmy? Anyone? Hello?" he called cautiously.

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big_red
2008-07-22 08:49 am UTC (link)

“What have we got here?”, Hellboy mumbled as he looked over the map, “We could checkout the library or the computer room, but I’m thinkin’ it would be loads more fun checkin’ out the indoor pool and Jacuzzi or the fitness center or the sauna”, he grinned around his cigar. Turning around to face Bobby now, he leaned back against the wall and folded his arms over his chest and shrugged, “However, there will probably be a lot of people in the café or the entertainment room”.

The big red demon couldn’t get over this place. What was going on? Were they like some kind of pet rats or something? Expected to perform for some omnipotent creature that watched them for entertainment? He watched a couple go by and was going to speak, but they were so entwined around each other he doubted they would hear him and, frankly, he was a bit embarrassed to speak to them. “Jeesh! I’ve seen public displays of affection before, but those two shoulda been tattooed with an NC-17 rating!”, he looked over at Bobby, “How old are you, kid? Should I have covered you eyes?!”, he teased, with a sideways grin.

Giving the young X-Man a pat on the back, Hellboy suggested, What do you say we hit the café for a cup a’ java and a donut and then go see what doin’ in the game room?”, he gave him a little nudge, “Maybe I can whoop yer ass at somethin’…whatdaya say?”.

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