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Bobbi Drake-Worthington ([personal profile] iced_cherub) wrote in [community profile] nextgenerationmarvel2012-06-20 05:34 pm

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.
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[personal profile] talk_to_you 2012-06-23 04:16 am (UTC)(link)
"Of course," Doug said. "Thank-you." And mental thanks to Rachel for her quick thinking.

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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[personal profile] nohoundsallowed 2012-06-23 04:32 am (UTC)(link)
Doug, I'm not picking any thoughts up from Bobbi's mother... Rachel kept a blandly pleasant smile on her face.

"Perfectly understandable, Mrs. Angelus."
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[personal profile] talk_to_you 2012-06-23 04:48 am (UTC)(link)
Rachel's thoughts gave Doug pause. His power was, in most ways, a fairly passive one; he didn't need to do anything for it to work.

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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[personal profile] nohoundsallowed 2012-06-23 04:55 am (UTC)(link)
Have weirdness, will find it. More important we get Bobbi away then.

"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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[personal profile] talk_to_you 2012-06-24 03:17 am (UTC)(link)
"I think you'll find our curriculum is one of the best in the country," Doug adds. "And we have some very... unique and gifted individuals who are a part of our teaching staff. My wife and I both attended as teenagers and went on to extremely successful careers, before returning to give back. I actually worked for the UN as a translator for a time."

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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[personal profile] nohoundsallowed 2012-06-24 03:22 am (UTC)(link)
Rachel fought down the urge to make sure Doug got a sandwich.

"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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[personal profile] talk_to_you 2012-06-24 11:48 pm (UTC)(link)
Doug nodded. "We've staying at a hotel in town." He pulled a business card from his pocket, which included his cellphone number, and passed it to her.

Don't like leaving like this...
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[personal profile] nohoundsallowed 2012-06-24 11:57 pm (UTC)(link)
We may not have much choice. We'll go like this is a normal family, but I'll keep a telepathic eye on Bobbi. We shouldn't tip our hand that we know something's wrong.

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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[personal profile] talk_to_you 2012-06-25 02:30 am (UTC)(link)
Doug was curious as to whether or not Dad was a robot. But now he was very sure that they were not leaving town without Bobbi. Fortunately, having one of the most powerful mutants around as your wife was very useful if things got sticky.

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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[personal profile] nohoundsallowed 2012-06-25 02:49 am (UTC)(link)
"We'll see you tomorrow then." No matter what answer. The girl was in a more dangerous situation than she knew. Rachel leaned forward a bit.

"I think going to Xavier's will be a very interesting experience for you."
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[personal profile] talk_to_you 2012-06-25 03:41 am (UTC)(link)
Yeah, Doug was getting really eager to get this girl out of this situation. He was going to be doing some cracking into government databases to see what he could find out about her and her "parents" as soon as he got the chance. Because some of this felt very, very wrong.

He kept his voice at a whisper. "They will," he told her. "We have some of the best people who know all about this kind of thing at the school, and other resources we can call on besides."
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[personal profile] nohoundsallowed 2012-06-25 04:11 am (UTC)(link)
"We're not too far away. We'll be more than willing to meet your father. We'll get you to Xavier's. No problem." She sat back in a more relaxed posture. The redhead glanced toward where the mother had disappeared.

"You'll have all the help you need."
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[personal profile] talk_to_you 2012-06-25 11:56 pm (UTC)(link)
Doug kept his expression carefully controlled. "That... sounds like a plan," he said.
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[personal profile] nohoundsallowed 2012-06-26 01:41 am (UTC)(link)
"We'll be waiting for your call." Rachel smiled reassuringly. She could pick up on the tense suspicion from her and Doug being picked up by Bobbi. As dangerous as the situation might turn out to be, they did not need her taking anything outside of a phone call into her own hands.

She placed a hand on her husband's arm. "And don't worry. You won't need to leave Xavier's. If you freeze something, we have people around to thaw things out."
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[personal profile] talk_to_you 2012-06-26 11:46 pm (UTC)(link)
"No one," Doug agreed. "Not for long, anyway. We're all used to stuff like that."

He paused, when her "mother" cut in. This... could be difficult.