Re: [Flash/MJ]
How do we know what the island is here for? [MJ was quick to jump on that. Now that Flash was on the ground beside her again, she could focus on him, like, not flying. She'd grown up black and poor, which meant she moved the fuck on, practical in her fears, at least as long as she was just out in the open.—But the boy beside her was yelling at the sky, which really was probably normal, but right now freaked her out, because everything was freaking her out. Her brows came together and she almost clapped her hands over Flash's mouth.] Stoppp, you're going to make it mad or something! [MJ was entirely aware she was being irrational, but she couldn't stop herself, worry wrought on her face. Even if she sort of had to laugh at Flash's insistence that the sky/island suck it. She spread fingers over her lips in distress and amusement.] Oh my God.
[But, the boy next to her threaded her with an arm around her shoulders and MJ let herself sniffle a little, a slip of veneer in fear. She wanted to tell Flash he couldn't make promises that he wouldn't glow. It didn't seem to be conscious. But, she noticed she was getting tired or something, and it felt like a lot of time had passed. Like, a few days, even though it'd been seconds, and she just leaned on the boy beside her, her arm around his waist and head on his shoulder.] Let's just go home. I hate it here.