Bobbi Drake-Worthington (
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One mini Icecube with a side order of oops. [open]
Bobbi scowled as she knelt helping one of her friends pick up their books. “Alex you have to be such a jerk?” She handed the books over to the girl he had tripped, who was pushing her glasses up so she could see.
“Bobbi, don’t, you’ll get into trouble if you’re in another fight. It’s alright I’m used to it by now.” She did accept her books though.
“Aw what’s wrong Bobbi, gonna let the geek tell you what to do?”
“Considering she’s been helping me get used to the school, yeah I’ll let her.” She glared at the older student putting an arm around her friend. “Come on, let’s go. We’ll be late for class if we stay here, I can’t afford another tardy.” Their way towards the English room was blocked by his friends. Bobbi glanced around, the other students were forming a ring around them, the chant of fight already starting. The fourteen year old gave a small frown. “Anna stay behind me okay?” She was used to getting bumps and bruises from the soccer field at least. If he was really going to take a swing she preferred it to be her that got hit and not Anna.
Al’s fist hit the locker by her head making her flinch slightly as he grinned. “All that bravado and you’re still shaking aren’t you?” He laughed stepping back.
Bobbi closed her eyes growling a moment, the air around her started to cool down as she pushed him away from her. He yelped, her small hands actually cold enough to burn him even through his shirt. “I’m not scared of you.” Her words were as cold as her hands, making his buddies back up as if scared of the pint sized teen. She stormed past him, the air still cooling. There was the sound of something above the gathered students cracking. Looking up all the sprinklers had icicles forming. The young blond bolted as soon as she was away from everyone, feeling like she needed space.
Once outside in the California sun she bolted across the yard planning on making it home before anything else happened. She wasn't sure what was going on, but had a feeling the cracking noises she had heard were because of her.
“Bobbi, don’t, you’ll get into trouble if you’re in another fight. It’s alright I’m used to it by now.” She did accept her books though.
“Aw what’s wrong Bobbi, gonna let the geek tell you what to do?”
“Considering she’s been helping me get used to the school, yeah I’ll let her.” She glared at the older student putting an arm around her friend. “Come on, let’s go. We’ll be late for class if we stay here, I can’t afford another tardy.” Their way towards the English room was blocked by his friends. Bobbi glanced around, the other students were forming a ring around them, the chant of fight already starting. The fourteen year old gave a small frown. “Anna stay behind me okay?” She was used to getting bumps and bruises from the soccer field at least. If he was really going to take a swing she preferred it to be her that got hit and not Anna.
Al’s fist hit the locker by her head making her flinch slightly as he grinned. “All that bravado and you’re still shaking aren’t you?” He laughed stepping back.
Bobbi closed her eyes growling a moment, the air around her started to cool down as she pushed him away from her. He yelped, her small hands actually cold enough to burn him even through his shirt. “I’m not scared of you.” Her words were as cold as her hands, making his buddies back up as if scared of the pint sized teen. She stormed past him, the air still cooling. There was the sound of something above the gathered students cracking. Looking up all the sprinklers had icicles forming. The young blond bolted as soon as she was away from everyone, feeling like she needed space.
Once outside in the California sun she bolted across the yard planning on making it home before anything else happened. She wasn't sure what was going on, but had a feeling the cracking noises she had heard were because of her.
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Definitely not good signs, he agreed. But we've dealt with worse before.
"Control and endurance will come with time. It's just like building a muscle."
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Rachel kept up a placid exterior despite the mental conversation with her husband and her own thoughts on this new mutant. Though she did keep pace with Bobbi, like she knew where she was going. Which she kind of did since it had been on the top of girl's thoughts recently.
"How soon would you like to come to Xavier's? Just so we know how to sell this to your parents."
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She bit her lip a moment. "I'd have to make sure she's not mad at me too. I just ran off."
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After all, you never knew when you might get abducted to Asgard. Or Limbo. Or outer space.
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Bobbi nodded. "She's seen a few things I can do, but I might have gone a little too far. That was a bit more than just cooling down our sodas on a hot summer day."
She slowed as they got to the short fence that surrounded the red brick house. Her mother was coming out of the garage with a bag of groceries. "Dear you're home early." She was eying her daughter's companions.
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"She is definitely Xavier's material. May we come in and talk to you about our school and the educational programs we can offer to your daughter?"
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Bobbi grabbed the grocery bag. Spared a lecture on skipping class at least. "Okay, this the only bag?"
"Two others on the counter already." When Bobbi left she looked at the pair again. "Come on in. I'm sorry about being cautious, she's our little angel after all."
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He didn't read any deception into her words or body language, so that was good.
"But Bobbi's scores are quite good," he said. "And Xaiver's offers a very respectable educational experience."
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"Perfectly understandable, Mrs. Angelus."
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Bobbi bounced into the living room with an ice pop in hand.
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But with what Rachel had said, it was the little clue he needed to better piece everything else together. The body language... a little too precise. The whole of the language the woman encompassed... too perfect. And if there was one thing Doug understood...
She's a robot, he communicated to Rachel.
What had they gotten themselves into?
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"Xavier's always keeps an eye out for people we think can be the best and brightest under our tutelage," Rachel explained as she settled easily onto the couch. As her powers activated at the speed of thought, she was slightly cautious but nowhere near on edge.
"Your daughter is a perfect candidate." The redhead drew a pamphlet out of her purse.
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Bobbi was staying quiet trying to figure out what her mom was thinking. "Can we at least try it for the spring session? And if I don't like it I come back?" Yep, she's putting those baby blues of hers to work, because really, going across the country or to the same old summer camp that is boring as all hell, she'll take adventure thanks. "Just think you wouldn't have me complaining about being bored for a few months."
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All, technically true.
"Our spring session just started, but we have little doubt Bobbi would be able to catch up very easily."
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"We can help with the moving expenses. If that's a concern. We also have state of the art communications systems for students to keep in touch with their parents."
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Bobbi nodded sitting up a little straighter nodding.
"Is there a place the two of you are staying while in town? That way we can call you to tell you what's decided?"
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Don't like leaving like this...
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Thinking one thing and acting another was one of Rachel's fortes. "Also, if you have any further questions, please don't hesitate to call us."
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Bobbi glanced at the card a moment before her mother hid it from her. Before Alice could say more the phone rang. She went to get it leaving the young girl with the pair.
"Pretty sure Dad'll let me leave. Mom's usually the harder sell."
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He nodded in response to Bobbi, putting on a smile. "Good to know," he said. "And if not, well, we can be very convincing."
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"I think going to Xavier's will be a very interesting experience for you."
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She looked at Rachel then over to Doug. "I'm hoping so. Mom and Dad hide some things from me... Like my wings, I'd like to know why I have them and why when I get agitated I'm a danger. I want to be able to control it better than just removing myself from the situation." She was keeping her voice down a little as she spoke. "They'll be able to help me with that right?"
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