You do understand how babies come into the world, don't you? It's not pleasant, and it results in a lot of baby coming out of a not very large place. Her head won't stay like this forever, I promise.
[He's nervous about meeting Kitty, how would she take his presence knowing she most likely attended his funeral. He watched her play with the child for a moment then cleared his throat, making his presence known.]
[Kitty looked up from the sleeping baby in her arms.]
Pryde-Myers, actually. Can I help you?
[Her voice trailed off as she looked at the man in the wheelchair. She was struck by how handsome he was, in a familiar way that she couldn't quite place at first. The timbre of his voice echoed in her brain, and the start of recognition began to take root. Her mouth opened slightly, but she couldn't make any words come out.]
[Carefully placing Sammy in the bassinet next to her chair, Kitty struggled to her feet. She was still recovering from the surgery, but was refusing to take pain medication because it would prevent her from breastfeeding. She took the stairs slowly and one at a time, until she was standing in front of the man claiming to be Xavier.]
[He couldn't help but laugh at her observation.] yes I do and I plan to keep it as long as possible. As to how I got here it was explained to me that it was through a rift.
Right... the rift. [She remembered the day she met her daughter, all grown up. She also remembered the day he'd died, and the Professor's funeral, and her eyes welled up with tears.]
I've missed you so much. How do you even know who I am?
You do understand how babies come into the world, don't you? It's not pleasant, and it results in a lot of baby coming out of a not very large place. Her head won't stay like this forever, I promise.
[He's nervous about meeting Kitty, how would she take his presence knowing she most likely attended his funeral. He watched her play with the child for a moment then cleared his throat, making his presence known.]
[Kitty looked up from the sleeping baby in her arms.]
Pryde-Myers, actually. Can I help you?
[Her voice trailed off as she looked at the man in the wheelchair. She was struck by how handsome he was, in a familiar way that she couldn't quite place at first. The timbre of his voice echoed in her brain, and the start of recognition began to take root. Her mouth opened slightly, but she couldn't make any words come out.]
[Carefully placing Sammy in the bassinet next to her chair, Kitty struggled to her feet. She was still recovering from the surgery, but was refusing to take pain medication because it would prevent her from breastfeeding. She took the stairs slowly and one at a time, until she was standing in front of the man claiming to be Xavier.]
[He couldn't help but laugh at her observation.] yes I do and I plan to keep it as long as possible. As to how I got here it was explained to me that it was through a rift.
Right... the rift. [She remembered the day she met her daughter, all grown up. She also remembered the day he'd died, and the Professor's funeral, and her eyes welled up with tears.]
I've missed you so much. How do you even know who I am?
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Nope. I don't see it!
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Don't telllll meeeeeee!
*covers his ears*
LALALALALALLALALA!
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*Samantha starts crying at the loud noise, and Kitty sighs. It was inevitable, really.*
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Ms. Pryde?
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Pryde-Myers, actually. Can I help you?
[Her voice trailed off as she looked at the man in the wheelchair. She was struck by how handsome he was, in a familiar way that she couldn't quite place at first. The timbre of his voice echoed in her brain, and the start of recognition began to take root. Her mouth opened slightly, but she couldn't make any words come out.]
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How did you... You're so... You have hair!
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I've missed you so much. How do you even know who I am?
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Nope. I don't see it!
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Don't telllll meeeeeee!
*covers his ears*
LALALALALALLALALA!
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*Samantha starts crying at the loud noise, and Kitty sighs. It was inevitable, really.*
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Ms. Pryde?
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Pryde-Myers, actually. Can I help you?
[Her voice trailed off as she looked at the man in the wheelchair. She was struck by how handsome he was, in a familiar way that she couldn't quite place at first. The timbre of his voice echoed in her brain, and the start of recognition began to take root. Her mouth opened slightly, but she couldn't make any words come out.]
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How did you... You're so... You have hair!
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I've missed you so much. How do you even know who I am?
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