quicklog: Jean G/Wanda M - Wanda's garden
[True to her word, Jean arrived shortly after the last message. She had little idea how she had gotten there. To be honest, she had a hard time focusing on much of anything since she quite literally clawed her way out of her own grave. That would traumatize anyone, and Jean was certainly no exception. Time for dwelling on that had passed. The X-Mansion felt empty. It wasn't. There were people there, but no one that Jean knew. Everything about being here felt wrong.]
Hello? [Jean called out softly. A chill ran down her spine. She needed to leave. Wanda was dangerous. Her surroundings wouldn't even come into focus. The redhead was not known for being the most stable person in the universe, and it was easy to see that she was frazzled. Rubbing her eyes didn't help much, though she didn't figure that it would. No. The Phoenix was not happy. That's what was wrong. But for now, Jean was still strong enough to keep the cosmic beast in check.]