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Illyana Nicolievna Rasputina ([info]ex_darkchyld899) wrote in [info]mirage_rpg,
@ 2009-02-17 20:49:00

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Entry tags:andy gallagher, complete, day 32, illyana rasputin

Day 32: Tree House Time!
WHO: Illyana and Andy
WHAT: It is time to build a tree house
WHEN: Day 32, early/mid-afternoon
WHERE: the edge of the trees out back behind the residence buildings
RATING: um...PG-13 to be safe
STATUS: Incomplete



Hangover miraculously cured by a long draught of clear liquid, Illyana felt at last ready to greet the day. It was about time she and Andy got started on their tree house. They'd been talking about it for a couple of days, but thanks to those forced group-things, neither had been able to get started. Today, that was going to change. Best way to deal with problems was to keep going, keep living. At least, that's how the New Mutants dealt with things. After Doug had died, Magneto hadn't let them sit and mope for long. After the news about Piotr in Dallas, he'd given her time to rant and rail, yes, but in the end she'd had to keep going, keep up her studies. When things sucked, you gave fate the finger and kept going.

After lunch, Illyana headed out to the trees and scanned them carefully. Most looked like suitable tree house trees, at least at first glance. Branches large enough to hold platforms and wide enough to support the weight grew partway up the tall trunks. She found one she liked just inside the first line of trees, which left a bit of a natural buffer between the tree house and the open field leading back to the resort. This spot wasn't too far off from where the snowman army had been days before, which also suited her. It would stand a memorial to the melted army.

"Tools," she said out loud. "Hammers and nails, saws, and some timber, if you don't want us cutting too many of your trees down, Planet." She knew killing wasn't allowed, and was pretty sure, after her rather explosive arrival, that felling trees wasn't considered killing, but it was possible the Planet had simply chosen to overlook her destruction of its life that one time, as a favor or something. "Oh, and some rope, so we can haul stuff up and down," she added, watching the required items appear in front of her.

The Planet could teleport things around. Others could teleport here. It really wasn't fair. She scowled at the materials for a moment, and her hand drifted to the amulet around her neck. Always safer to wear it, especially if there was a chance of getting upset in public. Last thing she needed was to spoil her growing friendship by going demon on Andy. She sighed and surveyed the materials again, trying to figure out the best way to start the project.



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[info]brain_ninja
2009-02-18 03:35 pm UTC (link)
It was a little chillier, Andy noted both on his way to and from coffee with George that morning and on his way out of the building toward the woods to meet Illyana, than the previous afternoon, but not at all unpleasant. He jogged along toward the woods, too excited to walk, but too run down really, still, to run.

Today, he and Illyana were finally going to put together that tree house and Andy was friggen stoked. Not only was that kick ass all on its own, but no matter what season the Planet decided it was, a tree house would survive. Snow wouldn't ruin it, rain would barely touch it, sunshine would obviously not melt it like it had the snow fort... Andy couldn't see a losing situation anywhere in the equation. Unless, of course, the Planet decided to be especially vindictive and throw a tornado or a hurricane or something at the residents. No way it was gonna do that, though, he decided. Not if it was supposed to be so perfect.

Even when he drew closer to the woods, though, Andy couldn't quite see Illyana. "Yo! Yana! Where are ya?!" he shouted as he crossed the open field, drawing near to the tree line.

He made a mental note to bring up his discussion with George to Illyana once they'd gotten past the frustration of trying to figure out how exactly to get started and had settled into a comfortable rhythm of sorts.

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[info]ex_darkchyld899
2009-02-20 07:35 pm UTC (link)
Illyana looked up as she heard her nickname, and grinned. "Over here!" she called, peering through the trees and trying to spot Andy. She stepped out to the edge of the "forest" and saw him coming up from the field. She waved at him.

"Feeling better?" she asked as he approached. She chucked a thumb over her shoulder. "You should see everything the Planet's given us to play with. We'll be able to build a tree palace with the lumber it's supplied."

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