A Measure of Desperation (Illyana and then others)

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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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"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.

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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?"

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"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.

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"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.

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"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.