Oh starry night, come and chart a course

[to_fly_free]

Who: Jean Grey + any and all Spades welcome
Where: The Sun
When: Early June, soon after she's invited? I'm all for flexible timing if you are >.>
What: How about another Phoenix on board, huh guys? Huh?
Warnings: With Jean? Could be anything from unzipping your pants for you to trying to atomize you.
Style: Prose preferred
Status: Open



Despite the Phoenix's bravado on the strange journal network, Jean herself is nervous about this. Not the teleportation thing; even if something goes wrong, there probably isn't anyone here who deserves more to have her molecules scrambled across the atmosphere. Not even seeing Logan again, though she knows the Phoenix is strangely quiet about that, which worries her. No, it's being on that ship, around other people. She knows Logan can take care of himself, that he can survive her, but what about the rest of them? What if she hurts someone? Kills them?

So she takes her time before visiting the Brig, and even then she hesitates before stepping within range of what they call the Naviraimant. But where else can she go? At least if Logan is around he can stop her. Like before.

Jean takes a deep breath and steps forward; in the next instant she's enveloped in a bright white light that seems almost familiar. And in the next after that, she's on board the Sun.

Comments

[to_fly_free]

This... this is a ship all right, a full-fledged pirate ship. Jean honestly has to pause a moment to take it in, and the way she's gaping is a clear sign she's a newcomer even without the Naviraimant's telltale flash of light.

And the voices here, so many voices. And one in particular...

She shakes her head, distracted. "Just looking for a way off the island."

[ex_automobiles598]

The gaping was certainly an indication that she was a newcomer, not just to the ship, but to this world as a whole. It was something Asami understood and could relate to.

So she laid the cannon down on the wood floor and folded up the cloth, placing it in her pocket as she took a step closer in Jean's direction.

"Well if you need any help don't hesitate to ask." She paused, looking around. "I can at least try to answer any questions you have."

[to_fly_free]

"All right." And then, remembering her manners just barely, Jean adds a murmured "Thank you. I think I just need some... time." Time to do what, exactly? Adjust? To this?