feralatheart (feralatheart) wrote in x_2012, @ 2011-01-12 14:06:00 |
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Entry tags: | scarlet witch, wild child |
I'm new here
Who: Wild Child & Scarlet Witch
What: Wild Child joins the Brotherhood. .... Maybe.
When: Wednesday afternoon
Where: Omega Base
Kyle was still conflicted over how he felt about leaving the Haven. The Haven had been his home, the first place he had chosen to stay rather than being caged or restrained and forced to stay. Still, after the crimes he committed under the orders of the Perfect Solider Program, leaving felt right. People needed time and space to heal, Gibs himself not being the least of them. The Brotherhood was the only other real option, and while he was not naive enough to hope for a warm welcome, he did hope for a minimal amount of hard feelings. His new, more human behavior would aid him in this, he was sure. Were he a wild, impulsive, uncontrolled beast, then things would be more difficult, he imagined.
Gibney arrived at Omega Base with a duffel bag that was not quite full and nothing else, he had collected very few possessions in his time, and most of those he had discarded after his return from his stay in the Perfect Soldier facilities. Strange how dirty, broken objects had held great importance to him back in his feral state. Tucking wild locks of long blonde hair behind one pointed ear, he stepped into the main door of the base and dropped his bag at his feet, cat-slitted eyes scanning for any sign of a welcoming party. He had informed Xavier of his desire to move to the Brotherhood and Charles had been kind enough to help make arrangements, and include information about his mental scans on Kyle's mind. The brainwashing had been through traditional and chemical means, not via means of telepathy and despite a few deep scans, Xavier had been unable to find any sleeper 'triggers,' making Gibney something less than a threat. That was comforting to the feral, he did not want to put friends, teammates or fellow mutants into danger. He already had enough blood on his claws.
Fidgeting a bit, due to his endlessly restless nature, Gibs sniffed at the air, trying to pick up scents as well as energies. What did the Brotherhood 'feel' like, he wondered? Tension? Anger? Hate? Fear? Determination? He could feel the feral side of him getting excited, wanting to go sniff and explore and invade space that was not his to wander, so he did his best to repress the urges by blowing a quick huff of air out of his nose. "Hullo?" He called in a deep, rumbling voice. "I'm new here. I mean, I will be if you'll have me. I'm, Uh... I'm Kyle Gibney? Wild Child?" Awkward, thy name was Gibs.