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A Walk to the Lake

After Dr. Reyes took a look at him, Dolemeck was urged to use his pain medication less, and to try and walk more to strengthen his legs. He did not argue with this diagnosis. His legs suffered from nerve damage to his back, but if they lost strength, he would not be able to use his leg braces. The thought of ending up in a wheelchair again was depressing, so he agreed to try and exercise more to maintain what strength he had left.

He slid his arms into a pair of crutches that Dr. Reyes provided, and began his walk from the mansion, to the lake, and back. Only he was not alone... Dr. Reyes suggested he go with another student. And the first one to volunteer... was Bobbi.

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Bobbi had her sketchbook in the bag over her shoulder as well as some drinks, and while her companion focused on walking she was kicking her soccer ball ahead of them, just a little ways so that she wasn't moving much faster.

"So, what's it like over there? I mean I've seen it on TV, but really I'm displaced too, came here from the West Coast, still trying to get used to how cold it is..." She giggled because really cold didn't bother her much, why would it when she spent most of her time trying to control that ability.

"Well, it's like America in a way. Every town and city is different." He managed to smile, taking his time as they walked towards the lake... which was a good distance away. "I came from Bath, a very upscale city. Not as big as London, but just as nice I think. We're known for an old bathing structure left by the Romans. It is very lovely, but you would not wish to bathe in it, now. Who knows what is in that water!"

"I see." She kicks the ball up catching it in her hands as they walked. "I'm from a suburb of LA. Well originally New York, but we left there when I was really young." She was falling into the story that she remembered even though she knew most of it was made up. For a background though, it beat saying a lab somewhere.

"Went to a private school where most of the graduates ended up going to military training, or upscale colleges." She slowed down a little realizing she was moving a little fast for him. "It sucked being the smallest in class there. But here, even though I'm one of the smallest they don't pick on me because of it."

"I have been to private school, me self." He nodded his head. "My parents are... well known in Europe. It was only natural me brothers and I would be sent to Private School. I was in an all boy's school before I came here. It was rather prestigious, the kind you had to live in for the whole school year. I rarely left the school grounds to go out with me mates. It was too tiring, and I could not do a majority of the things they wished to do."

"I decided to spend another two years at that school. I could have gone to college, but I did not feel ready. Where I come from, College is different from yours. Your colleges are equivalent to our Universities. It led to a bit of confusion as to what grade I am in, here."

"Mine wasn't like that, though... this one is. I mean staying all year, but I'm under Professor Ramsey and Grey's guardianship, so it's just easier for me to stay." She paused setting her ball down and slipping off the hoodie she had grabbed. "Besides, with these... It's safer at the school for me."

"And I'm taking high school level classes, but I think in the normal system I'd only be junior high. I like the challenge of my lessons, even if some of them take a little longer to figure out."

"Aye, I can relate." He nodded again, this time towards her wings. "I always worried about having the hiccups or sneezing and sending a book or table flying. As for this school, I like it a lot. Everyone seems very nice and kind, even caring. Like I have a decent support structure for once, and am not just another brick in the wall."

He chuckled, not complaining if Bobbi got ahead of him. It just made him want to catch up more.

"My parents are always touring, I rarely get to see them. My eldest brother, Dayton, he took care of me. Made sure I got into the good schools, had money, was provided for... but I always felt like something was lacking. Even if I felt like that, I never complained none. I was happy."

"Here we'll laugh, but not at you. Anyone does I'll just give them a cold shoulder." She means it too, it's one trick she actually likes pulling, and so far no one's gone to Rachel and complained yet. She's made sure to only do it if someone's being a bully.

"I'm probably an only child. I mean as far as I know... It's... complicated." And my parents, didn't know I existed until I showed up here. Pretty sure Dr. McCoy's told both of them. And I have half siblings, but don't know them too well." Sh shrugged a little. "All I know is I'm happier here." She glanced at him. "I'm not pushing you too hard am I? I don't want to over do things for you."

"And if anyone wants to try and pick on you, I will slam them into the rubbish bin with my mind, I will." He smiled at Bobbi.

"That all sounds... complicated, and confusing." He admitted, raising an eyebrow. "The press always speculates me Da has lots of children outside of his marriage, all because he's such a big rock-star. Every time someone claimed to be his, it was always proven wrong. If it was ever proven right, I do not know what I would do, honestly. It would be nice to have another sibling, I guess. But I would worry about me Mum, you know. Such news would be... I do not know what I would do if I were in her shoes. I do not know how she handles all the gossip and tabloids as it is. Strong woman she is."

He was already breaking a sweat as he continued to follow Bobbi.

"You are not pushing me too hard. Do not worry. If I needed a break or to stop, I would like you know."

"That is if Rose doesn't get there first. My roommate's a good person though." She grins brightly.

"When you're blood related to heroes I think complicated family is mandatory. I'm kind of related to two members of the original class at Xavier's. Professor Drake being one." She's silent about comments about mothers, only because she doesn't know if the robot caring for her counted.

She does feel bad since she hasn't even started to break out in a sweat yet. She cools the air a little around them. "That help?"

"A little bit, thank you." He smiled, feeling cool air surround him as he continued to walk. "Sorry about that. The leg braces add weight... so it's as though I am walking with an extra two stone. Err... twenty eight pounds in your weight system. Quite the work out, probably why I am so skinny."

He laughed a little, before stopping for a moment to catch his breath. He was almost at the lake. He could feel such pride for just getting this far, and he was going to make it over there!

"You're welcome, just tell me if it gets too cold. Focusing on the ability like this actually helps me control it so I don't hurt people so I don't mind doing it."

She giggled. "I just burn off all the calories. Seriously I think at times I could probably eat a few horses and still be hungry. not that I would!"

"I would hope not!" He continued to laugh a little. "You'd have a terrible cause of "Hoof in mouth" if you did!"

He started to walk again, this time walking at the same pace as Bobbi.

"I wonder what we will be having, tonight. I did not realize how "rich" American food is in taste! It takes a bit to get used to. And I must admit, I do miss having a nice Shepard's pie every so often."

She laughs. "Neighhhhh I'd just be faster than a sports car." She meant with the horse power.

"I think Hanna was preparing meatloaf when I left. Or we're having burgers." She thinks a moment. "That's with mashed potatoes meat and veggies right? like onions and corn?"

"Aye, it's ground lamb, seasoned with mashed potatoes, corn, sometimes onions, peas, carrots, and cheese on the top! It is like a stew with mash, only not soupy, and the mash is on top!" He spoke passionately about the meal. "You can even make it with beef if you wish, instead of lamb. At least that is what I learned when I took home economics."

There was a sudden blush that came across his face.

"I had to take Home Economics in the All Girl's school, because I could not take part in gym or any physical activities. The school was next to mine and a bit of a walk. It wasn't so bad. I really liked taking that class and learning to cook and sew by hand. Using a machine with the leg braces on is just bloody murder!"

"That really sounds good!" She grinned. "I bet if you ask Hannah she wouldn't mind if you helped in the kitchen. I sometimes do, but... I'm not much help."

"You think you could teach me? Would be fun to be able to make costumes for halloween this fall and not have to custom store bought ones for my wings."

"Sure, I could teach you how to sew. It's not as hard as it looks!" His smile was cheerful, almost beaming. "In fact, I could make you a costume if you wanted one. It would give me something to do, besides my homework."

When the mention of Halloween came up, he looked a little confused.

"You mean "All Soul's Day"?" he asked. "That is what it is called at home. I never got to dress up or take part in it. Too dangerous, as I could be kidnapped and held for ransom."

"Sweet!" She smiles. "I was thinking of going as a grim reaper. I'd have to color my wings black for it though." She bounced a little as she walked.

"It's fun! You'll have to come trick or treating with us. Really it's one of the only days where those of us who look different aren't feared."

"I guess it could be fun." He laughed as Bobbi bounced about with such joy. "Sure, I would love to go trick or treating with the lot of you. Though why would you want to be death? I could make you a costume to look like the Snow Queen..."

They were nearly to the lake, now. he was close to wanting to drop. Hopefully once they got there, he could sit down for a few and relax. Gather his strength before making his way back to the mansion.

"Because usually I was stuck in pretty costumes like princesses and angels. Kind of want something a little scary this year." She saw one of the places she liked to sit and pointed it out. "There's enough shade there that it's a great place to draw. Unless you want to sit somewhere else."

"But the Snow Queen is scary... she was the villianess in a storybook." He shrugged, making his way towards the tree that provided a nice amount of shade. He pulled his arms out of his crutches, and began to sit down, letting them rest beside him. He closed his eyes for a moment, letting a gentle breeze brush by him.

"I do not know who I would dress up as." he admitted.

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"She doesn't look scary in my fairytale books." Though most of them are Disney-fied. Sitting next to him she pulled out a soda focusing a moment on it before handing over the chilled drink.

"Anything you want really. It's a day to be someone else. If only pretend. I know, a childish thing, but it's really fun, even adults get into it."

"I just have no clue what I would be." He sighed. "I never really gave it much thought, Bobbi. But we have plenty of time from now until October, aye?"

He accepted the cold drink, taking a few sips of it. he did not want to admit he was a little thirsty, but it was nice to know Bobbi cared enough to notice.

"Aye, the Snow Queen was not just beautiful but scary. I could sketch out how I could make the dress look for you. We could make your wings look like they have sharp icicles coming from them, use some make-up to make you look almost like a zombie..."

"We'll figure something out."

She opened her own soda as she pulled out her sketchbook laning against the tree. Her pencil flew over the page, roughing out a sketch of him.

"I've been practicing with that... forming ice on them so I can fly."

"But when you put ice on your wings, does it not make them heavier and harder to attempt flight?" He asked, taking another sip of his soda. "At least that is how it works with airplanes... I think."

Shrugging his shoulders, he slumped back against the tree, trying to relax a bit more. Closing his eyes, he used his own powers to unstrap his leg braces and untie his shoes so he could get more comfortable. The leg braces floated to rest by his crutches, along with his sneakers and socks.

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