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

[Private]

[youwillgotohell]

Fly? [You win the day, Jean.] How?

[Private]

[burnmythoughts]

Well, you know how I could hover before? And jump? [She floats a bit now, with more ease than she ever did before.] I learned more here, and then I practised my butt off learning to - well, move my own body, instead of everything else.

[Private]

[youwillgotohell]

That's incredible. [Because she can't imagine a way to do it herself, and that says something.]

[Private]

[burnmythoughts]

It's amazing. [It's been a dream for so long, and while she can only stay in the air so long, go so high - it still makes her feel so powerful, so free.]

Have you ever tried?

[Private]

[youwillgotohell]

[She shakes her head.]

I wouldn't know where to begin.

[Private]

[burnmythoughts]

[Jean bites her lip, brow furrowing.]

You can move things, right? With your magic.

[Private]

[youwillgotohell]

Yes. But I've never moved myself. [And she sure as hell has only ever been thrown by someone else.]