17 - Video

[burnmythoughts]

[Some might not recognise the woman on the network. Her face is obscured by a flaring gold mask. She's wearing a green skirt, complete with a gold belt and matching gloves. Her composure, too, is different; she holds herself with a quiet confidence.

Her voice, though, is as warm as it's always been.]

Hey, Barge.

[Jean pulls the mask from her face, revealing an older, wearier gaze.]

How long was I gone? What did I miss?

[Private to X-People]

[Her smile falters, a little, as she leans forward.]

Please tell me you're all okay.

[Filter to Bruce Wayne]

[A cheerful wave.] Hey! How are you? I've learned a ton, we should spar in the CES. [And catch up, but that's what 'spar' means.]

[Private to Morgana]

[Jean suddenly looks younger; bashful and uncertain.]

I got you those books. And - um, I didn't know your size, exactly, but...

Comments

[spetsnaz]

It was only slightly better than surviving in desert by drinking own urine.

...no, was much better, I take it back. Still was not fun.

[burnmythoughts]

[Thanks for that, Sokolov. Jean can only grimace for a few seconds.] That sounds pretty bad, yeah.

[spetsnaz]

It was worst mission. Supposed to last fifteen minutes. Now I bring water on every 'fifteen-minute' mission.

[burnmythoughts]

Good plan. I should start doing that, too.