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Vision (born_yesterday) wrote in spinningcompass, @ 2016-05-23 21:18:00

Who: X-23 & Vision
When: Mid-Morning
Where: Xavier's Mansion
What: Chatting
Rating: Low
Open to Mansion-Living Peeps

Morning came as it always did to Vision, serene and beautiful beyond measure. He dressed in a shimmer of reality into a long sleeve shirt in a soft blue color with white pinstripe woven into the soft cotton fabric, slick dark grey trousers over his legs, and a nice pair of shoes on his feet. With his clothes on, a daily effort to fit in rather than stand out, he went to stand at one of the many large windows to watch the sun dance over the horizon.

The android was quiet in his contemplation and enjoyment of nature where he stood there for nearly an hour. His mind seemed lost in a sea of thoughts, of calculation and consideration. One day he would discover such do-overs of memories in the mind was considered a form of self torture. He would have to let go and move on, to learn and grow and become human. Until then he let his mind walk through every step as if it were happening again, and again, and again. What he could have said to save her. What he could have done better. The end result was always wrong. She always ended up in that jail with their friends and he was always left struggling with his own self.

So as mid-morning rolled around Vision seemed stuck in a trance, staring out the window with his hands loosely hung in his pockets.