Literally Pirateninja (shadowcat) wrote in valarlogs, @ 2013-06-30 15:25:00 |
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Entry tags: | !complete, !trigger warning, gaz membrane, kitty pryde (shadowcat) |
Anyway, I guess this makes you an honorary X-man, now.
Who: Gaz and Kitty
What: Showing off Graymalkin
When: After the rescueing 6/25
Where: Graymalkin
Status: Complete!
Rating: PG-13
Triggers: mentions of fighting
Kitty had promised to show Gaz around after she’d talked to Domino a bit, and true to her word, she was dragging the other woman through the asteroid.
“You were awesome down there. Scary. But awesome.”
Gaz still had her axe on her back, and she was spattered in blood, but she looked cheerful. “Huh? Oh. Thanks. Why scary?”
“Your powers. And your general ability with an axe.” Kitty shrugged a shoulder. She didn’t want to think about all that too much. It wasn’t like some of her own attacks couldn’t kill, but she did try to avoid it if she could.
“Yeah, well. I guess that’s what happens when your dad makes you in a test tube.” She wasn’t scared of being in space; in her dreams she was there all the time. “I wish I could fly this thing, she must be amazing.”
“It’s a whole base. There’s a ship too, the StarJammer.” Kitty nodded her head. “Now that’s an amazing ship.” They were in space on an asteroid base talking about space ships.
A year ago she would have thought it was crazy.
Gaz smiled a little. “In my dreams I get to pilot a few ships.”
“Awesome. Like starfighters? Or big honking battleships?” Because either would be badass.
“Just voot cruisers and a few escape pods. A battle mech.” She shrugged. “My brother in the dreams was friends with an alien, so I got to play with the toys.”
“Battlemech. Just a battlemech, she says.” Kitty rolled her eyes. “Wait, friends with an alien?”
“Well, Dib said he was trying to keep Zim from taking over the world, but it’s not like Zim ever would’ve. He was an idiot. I kind of figured they liked each other,” Gaz shrugged.
“You realize there’s a cartoon about you, right?” Kitty raised her eyebrows. “Well, about Zim.”
Gaz blinked. “Who the hell would want to watch Zim?”
“It’s kind of a pulp classic now. It was really funny, played as a comedy.” Kitty shook her head. “Kind of like how my life was a comic book.”
More blinking. “... so my childhood in my dreams. Maybe I just - “ But that wouldn’t explain the powers. Huh.
“My theory is some kinda rip in space time. We’re picking up something from alternate realities. Might explain why powers and...objects are coming too.” Which meant there were other Kitty’s out there. Which there were. “I dream about meeting myself a few times, so it makes sense.”
“Says you,” Gaz laughed. She wouldn’t worry about it for too long, though; there was nothing she could change anyway.
“I know, I’m right.” Kitty grinned at her confidently. “Domino cooked up some steaks in the mess if you wanna grab some before heading back down.” She folded her arms. “I’m really glad the kids are out of town. Clarice and Illyana can take care of themselves, but the kids aren’t mutants. Yet. Maybe I need to go hermit.”
“Sure.” Gaz nodded at the idea of food. “Is that what those people wanted?” She still didn’t know what was going on. She hadn’t asked because it didn’t matter.
“I don’t know for sure. But probably. They probably wanted samples, and to run tests, and all kinds of nasty things.” Kitty wrinkled her nose.
“To make super soldiers or some shit?” Gaz was crass when she wasn’t around Erik.
“Probably. Logan had to fight some kinda mecha, and then that woman you guys fought...” Kitty could imagine the kind of things they could get up to. “Telepath, powerful telekinetic, a healer and feral....Shit. Do you have any idea what Jubilee is actually capable of with her fireworks?”
“Who?” Gaz didn’t think she’d met Jubilee.
“Oh, guess you haven’t met her yet. She’s won some golds in London in gymnastics. Her thing is she makes little fireworks. Looks harmless, but blinding and can burn a bit. The crazy thing is though..” Kitty shook her head. “she’s basically splitting atoms.”
That made Gaz smile. “That’s awesome.” She looked for a place to sit, shrugged, and hovered in midair in a seated position.
“Yeah. I’m glad she’s just a loveable goofball.” Kitty shrugged a shoulder, and leaned against the wall. “Anyway, I guess this makes you an honorary X-man, now.”
“Does it?” Gaz shrugged. “I’d always help out if I could. People being kidnapped is fucked up and wrong. It’s pretty simple.”
“If you don’t mind being called up when shit goes down? I’m sure I can talk Scott into it, especially after today.” Kitty grinned at her. She always knew that despite Gaz’s dark side, she was still a good person inside.
“I don’t mind, nope. As long as you don’t mind having a genetic experiment, half-demon with you.” She was still trying to figure out how to tell people she was close to that little fact.
“Used to genetic experiments and one of my other best friends is the queen of Limbo.” Kitty winked at her. “Learned a long time ago to ignore origins.”
Gaz hoped her boyfriend and other friends would do the same. “Is Logan okay?” She liked him a lot, especially since he’d been the first guy in a long time to be nice to her before her current lover.
Kitty nodded. “Once the poison is out of him he’ll be fine. Heal right up!”
“I should say hi to him. I uh. Know him.” Gaz would’ve blushed had she been any other girl, but instead she just ducked her head.
In the dryest possible voice, Kitty said, “You don’t say.” Then she snickered. “Probably in ways I sometimes wish I did.”
Shrugging, Gaz smiled lopsidedly at Kitty. “He’s okay. Beard burn would be a bitch for you, though, you don’t heal like I do.”
“I dated a scruffy british man,” Kitty assured her, but she was blushing. “Man...Lets not talk about that, that’s weird.”
“What, inner thigh beard burn?” Gaz shook her head. “Yeah, it is.” She laughed a little and moved to hug Kitty. “Stop blushing, it’s pretty on you.”
“Yeah, wouldn’t want anyone else getting close to me.” Oops, some of the bitter got into her voice.
Gaz just gave Kitty a Look before hugging her. “Shut up, Kate.”
She leaned into Gaz’s arms. “Just don’t want any one else hurt. Especially not any cute girls.”
“You know any?” Gaz was smaller than Kitty, but she didn’t seem to be. Something - probably her sheer scariness - lent her an otherworldly tallness.
“Kind of.” It would be easier to cut ties if Rikku didn’t seem so lonely. Kitty’s heart went out to her.
“What’s that mean? You can talk about it, if you want.” Gaz tugged Kitty’s arm gently so they could walk to the mess hall.
“I made a new friend. She’s really cheerful, but also sad underneath it. And perceptive. We hung out at Six Flags. She caught me using my powers.”
“You like her.” Observation, not a question. “You think she’ll get hurt because of you?”
“Yes, she probably will. And I don’t like her, not like that. I’m swearing off relationships forever.”
Gaz gave another Look. “Yes. And I’m going to start being super nice to people, like a Disney princess.”
“Fuck you.” Still Kitty laughed. “She probably doesn’t swing that way and definitely doesn’t deserve to be a rebound.”
“Would she be?” Gaz walked with Kitty, ignoring the first part of Kitty’s statement. Sexuality was a fluid thing, and she couldn’t offer judgement because she didn’t know the chick.
“I..don’t know. I just want to hug her and hold her and kiss her a whole hell of a lot right now. You know, on top of the usual fact that I’m a sexy, sexy beast. Mostly I don’t know what I need right now.”
“Well, you should tell her that if she starts wanting to stick it in you,” Gaz said, holding a door open for Kitty.
“Did you ever have those fun dreams after you met Erik for the first time?” Kitty asked, slipping through the door. “Because that’s when I usually know I’m screwed.”
Gaz chuckled. “Oh, yes.” She remembered how Erik had held her when they first met, and her face took on an almost sweet expression.
Kitty tilted her head, smiling at Gaz. The woman had such an adorable expression. “Yeah, so you were screwed too. How’s it going with you two, anyway?”
“Perfect. He gets me roses all the time, I keep painting him. His cat’s warming up to me. Loving him is pretty easy.” Gaz ran her fingers through her hair, almost looking sheepish.
“So when are the nuptials?” Kitty grinned at her. She had the sneaking suspicious that Gaz and Erik hadn’t even done anything but kiss. Which was adorable.
Her eyes went wide. “Oh, god, I - well, whenever he asks.” Gaz Membrane was actually blushing.
Kitty considered that victory. “Do you think you’d try white, for him?”
“Of course.” Gaz grinned. “White’s okay. It’s a color of death in some cultures, so, still cool.” She’d try anything for Erik.
“Sounds like fishing for an excuse, but it’s true!” Kitty hugged onto Gaz. “Come on, lets eat steak. You can tell me all about your woobie.”
“He’s not a ... okay.” Gaz chuckled, taking Kitty’s hand and walking with her. She was actually very happy for the first time in a long time.