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[notmarieanymore]

[A young woman appears on the screen, she’s pale, but the most striking feature about her would have to be the white streaks that frame her face, standing out in contrast from her otherwise brown hair. She gives a half-smile, and holds up a gloved hand in greeting.

When she speaks, her accent is a soft Southern, with a few New York quirks. She's lived there long enough to pick up a few vocal ticks.]

Hey, ya’ll. This is some nifty technology, ain't it? [Whew, ice broken.]

So I know some of everyone here happens to be from the same… worlds, I guess? Universe? So I just thought I’d ask… Does the letter X mean anything to you?

[She doesn’t want to come right out and announce to the whole place that she’s part of a group of mutants that sometimes go out and superhero. She doesn’t know what sort of people are here, what their prejudices might be. It’d be really stupid to come out and tell everyone she kills people when she touches them. That’d be a fast way to get herself airlocked, and she’d rather not experience that, thanks.

BUT if there are people here who are like her? She's not holding her breath for anyone she knows knows, but it'd be good to have a potential ally, should things go South.]

If it doesn't, no worries. I look forward to meeting ya'll. [There. She's putting herself out there. Logan would be so proud.]

Comments

[shashka]

It's a common thing. My first CO was over seven feet tall.

[ and could shoot lightning out of his hands. as you do. ]

It helps having people you know here. I've got a few friends around from back home as well.

[ and some enemies, but hey, he appreciated them. ]

[notmarieanymore]

[Hey, Piotr could encase himself in metal, so, y'know. And Rogue could kill you with a single touch.]

Good- if I'm getting stuck in space it may as well be with people I at least sort of know, right?

[shashka]

[ and Ocelot has latent spirit medium powers he inherited from his father. it's just one of those things that happens. ]

As long as they aren't enemies. Unless you're into that sort of thing.

[ because sometimes, being trapped with your enemies could be fun. depending on how you look at things. ]

By the way, you can call me "Ocelot".

[notmarieanymore]

Haven't met any yet. Hoping it stays that way.

[Thank god she hasn't met Erik. The day that happens... There's going to be a big problem. She hated him with a burning passion- it was hard not to hate a man who looked you in the eyes and told you he was going to kill you.]

Nice to meet you, Ocelot. I'm Rogue.

[shashka]

[ he could say "it never does", but he's in a more charitable mood today. ]

Pleasure to meet you, Rogue. Nice name. It suits you.

[ of course, it sounds like a codename, even if she definitely isn't military. well, there were always plenty of reasons for codenames, weren't there? ]

[notmarieanymore]

[It is a codename. But it's the name she prefers to use. It suits her way better than Marie ever did.]

Thank you. I like it, too.