nextgenerationmarvel | A Measure of Desperation (Illyana and then others)

WHO: Kayla Connors, Illyana Rasputin
WHEN: Approximately a week after the incident in the kitchen
WHERE: X-Mansion Infirmary
WHAT: Illyana is brought in to help Kayla in dire straits

After the dramatic moments in the kitchen, Kayla's depression and lassitude had crumbled into what was virtually a waking coma. Her life force wasn't quite low enough to kill her outright, but her life force did not burn brightly enough to sustain anything like ordinary life. They had to summon Magik, the sorceress best known to the X-Men, in hopes that she would find a solution to their problems. Eventually, something of a solution had been found- but it required a rather complicated spell and the donation of accumulated life force from several people in order to patch up Kayla's own.

There would be consequences from this spell. The people involved wouldn't feel quite right for a few days afterwards- nothing like Kayla's extreme case, but some fatigue and mild depression were likely. Diluted elements of their personalities could be reflected in Kayla for some time thereafter. After such a prolonged period of lassitude and depression, it was likely that Kayla would manifest, after a rather long sleep, a significant manic phase.

Right now, the girl had been placed into a full magical coma, looking just as serene as a modern day Sleeping Beauty. It would be time for the magic to work its course.

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"Such elegant little gentlemen!" Kayla grinned and then nearly gasped and just hugged Bobbi again. "For me? THANK YOU!"

"I promise. Fancy dress parties are not my scene. Especially Hellfire Club shit. I don't really feel like having my soul stolen again, trust me." Actually, the thought made the smile fade for awhile.

There was a lot of really horrible pain there that she didn't really want to dwell on.

"So .. I think maybe a little later this summer, we're gonna do a big camping trip, us girls. Maybe we could drag you along too!"

She nodded. "I'm determined to get a penguin in every room of the school." She grinned. "And if they stay there after we graduate it'll be a little reminder of the fun we have."

"I don't like fancy dresses either. Parties where you have to dress up don't seem that fun. Give me a barbeque instead. With yummy finger food!" She grinned. "We should do that this summer. Though, I don't think we'd have enough people to have the kind I'm used to back home. We'd have Hawaiian themed parties on the beach." She had noted the sad look and hoped the idea of a beach party would cheer her up.

"I'd love to go! Though we'd have to ask Professor Rachel and Professor Ramsey though. I'm sure they'd let me go though." She snuggled into Kayla a bit.

"We're gonna have to make this happen, then." Kayla nodded. "And then when we come back for a visit or because we're X-Men or whatever, we can see how the penguins hold up."

"Dressing up can be fun sometimes, but ... yeah, barbecues are way more my thing. With steaks and ribs and burgers." That just made her mouth water. It'd been awhile since she'd really had the ability to enjoy food and right now, she wanted all of it in her mouth. "You'd be surprised at how many people we could dredge up with some warning. There's tons of former students and X-Men floating around.

They should have no problem with it! I mean, you'd be in good hands."

She grinned more. "I wonder how many times I'm going to get snapped at for the cute." Because really... How many other people have penguins in the school?

Bobbi's tummy grumbled. "Okay really, bad idea talking about food before I've had lunch. Want to go raid the kitchen with me?"

"True, and really I've been behaving... Mostly." Hey, the ice cube showers... wasn't really her fault blame a nightmare, and the water heated up quick!

"... I have to stay overnight, but they didn't say anything about not going to the kitchen. Tally ho!" Kayla bounded out of bed and then promptly fell onto her face. "... I'm okay. They warned me I might be wobbily on my feet at first." She pulled herself up, part of the hospital bed to brace her, which promptly bent with the force she was applying to it.

"... I gotta be careful with that." She took a few steps, clumsily at first but with more assurance as she continued.

When she fell Bobbi was concerned jumping down to help. "Here lean on me a bit if you need to." She was willing to risk getting hurt if it helped Kayla, besides she's hoping she heals fast.

"Just stay close, I'll be okay. Just shaky on my feet right now." Kayla smiled. "And falling doesn't hurt me anyway. You'd have to push me off the Empire State Building or something for that to happen." She continued to go down the hallway with Bobbi.

"... I want all the food. All of it. Been so long since I craved anything." Food was definitely one of those things. Other things would have to wait until later, definitely.

"... I also bet I missed a bunch of Game of Thrones."

"No problem there. And we'll stay up there until you feel strong enough to walk back okay?" She smirked. "And if someone pushed you from there I'd catch you. I don't want my friends becoming one with the pavement thanks."

"We'll have to see what we can make then. Can't let you be denied can we?"

Bobbi toes the ground at this. "I... haven't kept up with it sorry."

"... probably for the best. Maybe I'll ask Professor Richards." She laughed.

"I feel awesome. I'm just, kinda wobbily because I've been horizontal for awhile. It'll come back soon enough." Kayla smiled. "Anyways, lead the way. Food awaits!"

"True he's more into it." She grinned.

Bobbi nodded as they made it to the kitchen. "So, what first?"

"Bacon." Kayla replied immediately. "Bacon is first." She went and grabbed some good bread, lettuce, tomatoes and mayo. "I'm making a BLT, want one?"

Kayla really, really wanted bacon. Lusted after it, actually. And soon she'd be reunited with that special smoky, salty delight.

Bobbi snickered. "Sounds good. Oh! And chips, I think there's honey barbecue ones still." She shoved a chair over to check the pantry. "Want me to grab us cokes too while I'm at it?"

"Sounds awesome. And some dill pickles! Cokes would be awesome. Make `em nice and cold." Kayla grinned and started cutting up the lettuce and tomatoes for the BLTs, before getting the bacon in a pan to cook up, nice and crispy.

"Like I'd hand anyone a warm soda, ew." She grabbed two bottles, the jar of pickles and balancing them snagged the chips, holding the corner of the bag with her teeth as she walked back to put everything on the counter. Touching the bottles focusing, she chilled them just enough that dew dripped off them, before returning the chair.

"Amen, sister." Kayla grinned as she put the bread in to toast and started frying up the bacon. The smell of the cooking bacon made her stomach rumble urgently. It'd been far too long since she'd been able to really experience hunger, or the taste of good food.

Even something as simple as a BLT was going to be blissful.

A Measure of Desperation (Illyana and then others)

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