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Ororo looked at the phone in between her hands. Scott’s name in the name bar and a message typed into the chat, but she had yet to send it. Or would she even send it. The message read ‘ Hey, so I have been thinking. Since we have a lot in common, I was wondering if you would like to go get dinner. Catch up. ‘ But she looked at the message and she couldn’t stop herself from overthinking about the message. Apart of her felt that she would be stupid for sending the message, especially with not knowing what Scott was feeling and with the Jean being all he thought about. She shook her head and sighed, deleting the message and closing the phone. “Ugh.” Ororo growled and slammed her head into the pillow on her bed. “I am truly hopeless.”
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Ororo watched the other and looked at the other with the shake of her.. his? head. She was still wondering what was going on and why she was in Kurt’s body. “Trust me, you have it easier. I literally teleported in on Logan changing clothes. I am scarred.”
“it’s a funny joke, ha ha,” Felicia exclaimed to the ceiling above her as she rotated in a circle. “Now I’m going to close my eyes and when I open them I better see my feet!”
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“I am sure it’s going to be even harder to find her now.” Storm stated softly. “So, do you know of a way to reverse this? My magic won’t let me.”
“This is not what I had in mind when I said I wanted to find Medusa.”
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“Uh, imagine trying to go to the bathroom... and having an entirely knew... organ that you don’t know what to do with.” Storm slapped Kurt’s face, well her face at the moment.
“This morning I woke up and saw my own face. On someone else. I don’t get freaked out easily but that scared the shit out of me.”
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“And who are you?” Ororo asked curiously. “I am my friend Kurt and he actually has a nice body.”
“This is perplexing. I don’t like not being myself.”
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“I sneezed earlier and ended up in the boys’ dressing room. I mean... that doesn’t look like much now... because I am a guy.” Ororo stated softly. “But... this is just all weird.”
“Considering that this phenomenon can’t be explained, it’s fortunate that I ended up inhabiting someone I know well. I’m sorry if that’s not the case for you.”
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“Wouldn’t that be something great though? You get to make a difference. While being an African American male too.”
“How many times do I have to say that I don’t want to be Captain America before it finally sticks?”
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Although the other’s way of saying it was off, he did have a point. “Well a couple of us are thinking of planning a small field trip in the mountains for some of the younger mutants. And maybe a masquerade ball for the teen and older mutants.” Ororo looked at the other and shrugged. “Would you like to join in with helping us?” The young woman spoke, giving the other a hopeful look.
“Yeah so now that’s the whole Phoenix Five Fiasco is old news can we talk about something, I don’t know, less depressing. I’ve only got time for a little socialization a day and I’m not about to waste it on another episode of the woe is me chronicles.”
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Bloodstorm chuckled as she watched the other try to cover up. “It was a few of the younger kids.” She laughed. Watching as the kids ran outside with the male’s clothing. Her eyes soon turned white and within a second there was a thunderstorm outside. The kids came running back inside with the male’s clothing. She cocked her head for them to give them back and they soon ran off. “You’re welcome.” She teased, turning around so he could get dressed.
“Okay, real funny guys. Who took my pants?”
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“Goddess no. I don’t even like manipulating the weather in Florida. It’s very... disgusting.” She shook her head and laughed at it. “But what’s going on? I know that Zimmerman is trying to sue Trayvon Martin’s family, their pollution rate is terrible, uh...”
“Did you hear about what happened in Florida? Freaky stuff.”
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“Is everything okay, Jimmy?” Ororo looked at the other, red eyes now trained on the man in front of her. She knew that they went through an ordeal this weekend, so she felt kind of bad for him and Logan - but it seemed that the Jeans were more into Scott, of course she felt a little jealous because her and younger Scott had so much in common, but that was neither here nor there.
“No.”
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