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james "logan" howlett | wolverine ([personal profile] el_paso) wrote in [community profile] thisavrou_log2017-06-11 01:30 pm

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Who: X-friends and visitors to the Howlett farm
When: The month of June
Where: Howlett farm, R2
What: Mingling for those evacuated to the farm!
Warnings: Threads will have individual warnings
culver: goodjobself @ dw (centuries)

nill | ota

[personal profile] culver 2017-06-12 03:30 am (UTC)(link)
Nill had spent time in the gardens while on the ship. She had honestly preferred to be there whenever possible. But that was nothing compared to this farm. She's never seen anywhere so beautiful, with so much green. It had hurt her eyes a little when she'd first arrived. But when her eyes had adjusted and the colors of the homestead had softened, she can truly appreciate the beauty of it. No wonder Laura lived here. It is calm and it feels safe. Nill has only brought the essentials with her--not that she really owns much in the first place, but she hadn't wanted to be an imposition.

After a few days of lying low and trying to keep out of everyone's way, Nill starts to explore. She dips her feet in the pond, laughing silently to herself when little fish come up to nibble her toes. She wanders through the fields, picking flowers and weaving them into crowns and staring shyly at the horses grazing behind the fence. When she thinks she's alone, she practices some of the defensive stances, punches, and kicks she's been learning at the school. She tries to make it a habit to cook something at least once a day, a way to earn her keep, as it were. The mansion has certainly become her home, but that doesn't make this place feel any less welcoming or enjoyable.
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[personal profile] culver 2017-06-15 05:05 am (UTC)(link)
Before coming here, Nill had never seen a horse. Animals like that just didn't exist in the undercity. There were dogs, cats, rats, and all sorts of other small creatures, but nothing so large as a horse. She had been a little terrified before Laura had told her that they just ate grass and hay. She doesn't know how something so large could sustain itself on a diet like that, but it seems to be working out for them. The large one (Chuck, she thinks Laura had called him) is several heads taller than her, and she can't even imagine how much he must weigh.

She's trying to figure it out when suddenly the huge animal is in front of her, making the softest, most adorable noise at her. Nill's heart is about to melt when she hears another noise--a human voice, this time. The blonde's head whips around, flower crown going askew. She knows Logan from their brief meeting in the mansion and the few things Laura has told her about him, mostly that he's her father. Not ever having had a father, Nill more often than not finds herself a little jealous when those conversations spring up, short as they may be. But the man himself remains mostly a mystery--which is fine, really. Nill isn't one to pry in the first place.

Still shy, she looks from him back to the horse. She reaches a hand out and tentatively lays it above the animal's nose, gently stroking its snout. She can't believe she's doing this, but when she stops, Chuck gives her hand a nudge and she starts petting again. her wings flit, and she can't help but smile. She's always had a soft spot for animals, though she's seen very few in her life.

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[personal profile] coercive 2017-06-19 02:35 am (UTC)(link)
Laura loves having Nill around. She's never put much thought into things like best friends, but Nill is definitely her closest friend here. Getting to have a sleepover every night is pretty exciting, though Laura's not likely to say so out loud. Instead, she hurries through dinner and cleaning up after dinner, so she and Nill can run off to her room. They stay up late doing things like reading or drawing in Laura's journal, and sometimes Nill humors her by playing with the few toys she owns.

And some nights, Laura humors Nill by sneaking outside to go riding her horse (though she's pretty sure her dad knows about that and just doesn't care). Tonight, she's humoring Nill by allowing the older girl to give her a little makeover. Dressed in a dress, her hair is in the process of being braided neatly. She looks like a stranger in the mirror, and she gives a low little growl at her reflection.

"I look like a girl." Not like Laura, she looks like the girls she sees in books and in advertisements.
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[personal profile] culver 2017-06-23 03:27 am (UTC)(link)
Even though she's done and seen some amazing things since leaving the undercity, Nill doesn't think she's ever had so much fun as she has with Laura during her time on the farm. She'd played with the twins back home, and had spent quiet evenings listening to Yora read to her, but neither of those experiences quite matched up to the little sleepovers she and the other girl had. Even though Nill is a little older, she still enjoys their activities--she isn't great at drawing, but likes to doodle, and the horse riding has quickly become one of her favorite "secret" activities.

Playing with Laura's hair, however, is a treat all its own.

She's never had any friends her own age, so she's never really gotten the chance to do someone else's hair. Naoto's was too short, and even though Bishop had hair as long as hers, he liked to keep it down and neat. Heine's had always been a birdnest, and she doesn't know what Badou would say if she asked to braid his hair. Probably something vile. Laura, however, has indeed humored her, and Nill is loving it. The dress is a little too big for the other girl (it's almost too small for Nill, now, who's grown during her eight or so months away from home), but it still looks cute. And braids are easy, but Nill has taken the time to do the sides before the back, making a little crown.

Smiling, she leans a little over Laura's shoulder so she can see both of them in the mirror, and frees a hand to gently pat the other girl's head. You are a girl, she wants to say. Nill has never really minded what she looked like, as long as she was clean and safe. But this is a rare opportunity for her to actually think about what it'd be like to make herself (and Laura) look, well, pretty all the time.
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jean grey | open

[personal profile] greyate 2017-06-14 05:30 pm (UTC)(link)
first night;

[ Jean isn't sure what the hell is going on on Kauto to cause the fog, or for the weather to be dipping like it is, but she's still comforted to see the others once they reach the farm. She kept meaning to visit sooner but better late than never. She was surprised at the amount of space it had, all of them able to have a room of their own.

It's after she sets her things down in her own room that she decides to go looking around at the rest of the place, curious to see where the others are but also just wanting to get a lay of the place. ]



horses;

[ Laura was very proud of their horses. Jean could tell that from the moment the young girl started talking about them. It easily made Jean smile - and keep smiling. There's a small part of her, where that dread still lingers, that thinks maybe she shouldn't get too close to them.

But once she sees them, that little girl that always wanted a horse of her own takes over and she's walking over to them without a second thought. She's slow to approach but only so she won't startle them. The moment Jean lays a hand on one of them, she can't stop grinning. The hand slides up and down the side of the massive neck, the other going to the nose. Softly, she whispers, ]


Hey, you. Are you gonna be good for me? There's an apple in it for you.


porch swinging;

[ Some nights, before it got dark, when there was a chill in the air but not enough to bother her, Jean would go out onto the front porch of the house and sit in the swing there, one leg tucked under her and the other hanging off, toe of her shoe nudging the porch to slowly move her back and forth. She would keep her eyes out along the fields and the skyline. A part of her was worried that fog would follow them here. Another part of her appreciated the quiet of the place. The only sounds to be had were those of nature, the horses, or her family in the house. ]


wildcard;

[ Come at me bros. ]
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all the tired horses in the sun

[personal profile] welcomeprofessor 2017-06-17 03:25 am (UTC)(link)
[The farm is quieter than he expects, a stark and startling departure from the mansion, which may be still too big for the few of them left now, but seems perpetually busy in many respects. There has been time for quiet reflection, and a lot of it, mixed in with the occasional concern that this situation may not be as fleeting as he'd like to hope.

But the departure isn't all bad, or even all concerning. It's given him time to settle into plans for the school properly and in the middle of it all, to check up on all of those loose, frayed ends. To say that it feels like most of his relationships have begun to splinter and unravel is almost too soft, implying none of the precognitive regret that comes along for the ride.

He finds Jean outside one afternoon, cooing softly to the farm's horses. It's quiet, and raw, and personal, and he thinks first to leave her to it alone. But he's come looking for a reason, and there's little doubt in his mind that she's already aware of it.]


What are we going to do when we get home and still have nowhere to put a horse?

[It's been a softly sighed no for years now, but--

But--]
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[personal profile] greyate 2017-06-17 04:25 am (UTC)(link)
[ She purses her lips at that, still looking at the horse and petting it. ]

Does it really matter? You always say "no".

[ Bitter? No. Not her. ]

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WAT SHE'S JUST AGREEING GOSH

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porch

[personal profile] nimbi 2017-06-17 09:53 pm (UTC)(link)
[ The front door opens, but Ro doesn't walk out on the porch just yet. Instead she leans against the door frame, looking at Jean with that expression people have when they're not sure whether or not they should be worried about you. ]

Is everything alright?
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[personal profile] greyate 2017-06-17 10:10 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Jean looks over to her, offering a small smile that didn't quite reach her eyes. Nodding, ]

Yeah. I just...

[ She shrugs a shoulder, ]

I like sitting out here after dinner. It's nice.

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[personal profile] coercive 2017-06-19 02:39 am (UTC)(link)
[Laura's grateful that Jean's back. She had been so worried when she had to receive medical help, but now she was home. Viewing the older girl as a sister figure, she figured Jean fit right in at the farmhouse. There was a lot of guilt there after running off through the Ingress and needing Jean to come after her to help, though. So she was avoidant at first while she tried to understand and sort out that guilt.

After Jean had been around a few days, she slips out one night to join her on the porch swing. She sits quietly alongside Jean, staring out at the land. Slowly, she scoots in closer and closer. Eventually, her hand presses down over Jean's in an attempt to hold it.
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[personal profile] greyate 2017-06-19 05:23 am (UTC)(link)
[ Jean could feel Laura in the house the night she arrived. Had wondered if maybe she was being avoided because of what had happened on the outpost. More of her memories had trickled back since waking back up. She knows she killed people. Knows she hurt her friends. Especially Logan.

She's wondered if Laura was avoiding her over that. So, when she can feel the little girl sit beside her and then move gradually closer, Jean continues to look out, trying to blink back the tears welling in her eyes. Laura's hand on hers causes a lump in her throat and all she can do is turn her hand over and grip Laura's back, giving it a little squeeze.

Normally, she would've sent a little mental message to Laura but ever since she woke up, she's been reluctant to use her powers once she felt they were back again. ]

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[personal profile] nimbi 2017-06-17 09:45 pm (UTC)(link)
Morning

It was more or less an unspoken thing, her moving her few belongings from the mansion to the farm. There wasn't really a need to talk about it, both her and Logan knew that it was the way things should be. It made no damn sense to have it otherwise when they both knew she would be spending just about every night in his bed anyway.

She hadn't started to think of it as their bed just yet though. She was still feeling a little bit like a guest, if a permanent one.

Cooking was one of the things she did to settle herself into the house. The calm arranging of ingredients, the learning of where everything was kept, the way she filled the place with sound and scent, it was all part of the process of making this farm her home.

This morning, she set out to make pancakes. Nothing earth-shattering, but it was easy to make enough for everyone. She moved gracefully around the kitchen on bare feet, wearing one of Logan's shirts and a pair of shorts because that was what had been easiest to put on without making too much noise and waking the Wolverine.

There was a lot going on that she couldn't do much about, and it frustrated her. The fog felt like something that should have been within her power to do something about, but when she reached out to try and sense it... there was nothing.

She couldn't dwell on it, it would do no good, and so she directed her focus elsewhere.

At this particular moment, it was directed toward pancakes.

Crops

She wasn't sure if there was any saving the frost-damaged grain surrounding the ranch, but all the same she went out there and summoned some warm winds to thaw them out. Maybe some of it could be salvaged.

She walked around on the grounds, white eyes following the path of her winds as she traveled with them in spirit. Every now and then, just for fun, she allowed them to carry her aloft. She didn't need to fly to do this, she just loved it.

In the sky, her mind always became so wonderfully clear. The winds carried all thoughts of past and future off, and there was only the present moment left. The world gloriously laid out beneath her, and around her the atmosphere so full of energy and potential.

It was like a homecoming every time.

Choose your own adventure

Dazzle me with your creativity.

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[personal profile] coercive 2017-06-18 06:36 pm (UTC)(link)
Laura knows that Storm's staying with them permanently. In her mind, it's the way things should be. Like her father, she had been worried when Storm vanished for a while. But now that she's back, Laura feels a sense of contentment. In her mind, she knows that the woman isn't her mother. But her heart calls for an acceptance of familial love all the same. Found family is just as important as someone that biologically belongs with you. Storm makes her father happy, and Laura feels at ease around her.

It's that combined with wanting to make sure that she doesn't vanish again that has Laura creeping into her dad's room one morning after he's already gotten up and is tending to chores. With so many people around, it's good to have a safe and quiet place she can go. The scent of Ororo mingles with her dad's in here, creating something new that Laura has yet to define in her mind. She ignores it for now and silently crawls into bed and lays there. She alternates between laying on her back and staring up at the ceiling, and rolling over onto her side to watch Storm with a quiet intensity. She won't be vanishing again on her watch.

When Storm eventually wakes up, Laura smiles a little. It doesn't really dawn on her that what she's doing could startle someone. She's just glad to be getting such a nice quiet moment early in the morning before the bustle of the day begins.

"You will see my horse today?" It's a whispered, eager question.

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[personal profile] welcomeprofessor 2017-06-19 04:08 am (UTC)(link)
Charles would like to think that after years of running a boarding school that he understands what it's like to deal with other people and the ambient noise that comes with it. However, he's not quiet used to the smaller, more confined quarters of the farmhouse.

The noise is soft, and not enough to wake most people up, but he finds himself awake with a start. With this evacuation making everything feel tenuous at best, and unsafe at worst, he's found himself casting a light mental read on the house. It's that which has him suddenly awake, the presence of an alert mind moving slowly about, one he can't get a certain read on.

It takes several more minutes than usual to move from the bed to the chair in this uncertain environment, but he eventually emerges (and with a new pullover sweater), and follows the soft sound of movement as it's accompanied by the smell of--cooking?

The hum of his chair's motor follows him as he moves through the house, and he finally happens upon Ororo in the kitchen, and he can't quite help the curious tilt of his head at the otherwise completely normal routine.

"What are you making?" he asks, sounding far more curious about this whole affair than someone of his age rightly should.
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morning

[personal profile] preciousblueberry 2017-06-25 04:46 am (UTC)(link)
So, maybe Kurt had happened upon the weather-manipulator a few minutes ago, but watching the fluidity of her movement and the meticulousness of gathering ingredients (something he's done quite often) was far more appealing than thinking about his growing hunger.

When news of Ororo's return reached him, he'd been more than thrilled with the fact she hadn't gone home and honestly, there's a part of him that felt terrible ever thinking that. How was it fair for them to wish for her to stay, knowing she could be needed in an alternate timeline? Breaking out of the daydream shouldn't be so hard after all.

"It's good to see you moving about."

That ... hadn't come out the way he'd planned. At least he tried, though? He cleared his throat and tentatively stepped into the room, both arms reaching above his head in the most nonchalant stretch he can manage. The blue boy's afraid of seeming 'weird.' Don't think Logan's shirt went unnoticed!

"What I meant to say was 'It's nice to see you,'" he corrected, shifting to tuck his hands behind his back as he slunk closer. She may not be the Storm he knew, but there were things between her and the one back home that were similar enough. Kurt'd never been given a reason to distrust anyone on Thisavrou, up until the most recent situation with the slavers.

Definitely not something he was looking forward to explaining.

"Are you ... making pancakes?" But that's for another day.
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Laura | ota

[personal profile] coercive 2017-06-19 03:02 am (UTC)(link)
Chores;
[Just because there's guests around doesn't mean that her dad doesn't have her doing chores. She's getting pretty well trained at doing them on her own without needing reminders now. She gets up early in the morning to feed and brush the horses, and helps with the crops in the afternoon. Her lessons fall at some point in the late afternoon, then it's more feeding the horses and time for her to help with dinner. She can be found at any point doing any of her work, and she won't say no to a helping hand.]

Horses;
[Laura's intensely proud of and loves all their horses, but her favorite is the smaller horse that's just hers. She's named him Rictor, and he helps her miss her dear friend from Transigen a little less. For as rough as she can be, she's incredibly gentle with him. Her father's been teaching her how to care for him and ride, and now she can pretty much do it all on her own. Saddling takes too much work, so Laura's taken to adjusting to riding him bareback unless her dad gets on her case about it.

It's late one night when she slips out of the house because she can't sleep. She goes straight to the barn and gets out Rictor, and she climbs right on for a ride around one of the smaller fields near the house. When she spots someone on the porch, she makes her way over toward them.
]

Can't sleep either?

Reading;
[One of her favorite parts of the day is when she curls up with her dad in a big leather chair in the living area and reads. It's part of the routine that she insists upon, no matter what else is going on. He's slowly getting her to read more than picture books, developing her curiosity and love of written words with a surprising amount of care and patience. This evening, he's got her reading a simple chapter book. It's for younger children but she's so far behind other kids her age when it comes to education. She's proud of what she's quietly reading out loud though, pausing often to stumble over and sound out words.

Even when she's not sitting in Logan's lap with him reading to her or the other way around, Laura's so taken with the book about a cowdog named Hank that she stays in the chair and reads for anyone willing to sit around or with her and listen. When she finally decides to stop, she closes the book and offers a timid smile.
]

I am not very good yet.
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chores

[personal profile] carltoaction 2017-06-19 03:33 am (UTC)(link)
[It's still a bit of a mystery to him why Laura insists on hanging out, but he doesn't have many friends either so he obliges her in coming over after his own chores. Something about her makes him she is like what his little sister could eventually turn out like too.

She looks small in comparison to the horses she is feeding when he walks up, so he calls out to her. His hands move out of his pockets and instinctively reach out to carry half the weight of square hay bale she carries.]


Hey. You need help?

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3 | DO YOU REALLY NEED TO ASK WHAT PROMPT THIS IS THO

[personal profile] welcomeprofessor 2017-06-19 04:16 am (UTC)(link)
[Laura's so enraptured in fact, that even if Charles had the inclination to stop her, he wouldn't have the heart to. Luckily, that isn't the case, and thus the teacher-at-heart in him remains utterly charmed with the gusto to which she's taken to this task.

As she finishes and then qualifies any stumbling blocks--which come, as it were, with any real learning experience--he tilts his head at her curiously.]


I might argue to the contrary, but why do you feel that way?

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[personal profile] foins 2017-06-26 12:57 pm (UTC)(link)
[Distance comes at a price, and it is this that draws her to seek out her other again. The only other she had considered a friend, kin, has gone, and the emptiness that leaves is a dull ache she has not been able to erase. She had never thought that a place like this could bring such troubles; the changes she has faced since arriving on the Moira should not dictate her emotions so.

Though unrest is what keeps her conscious, it is the loneliness that places her on the porch.
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It has never been easy. [Sleep, that is. Her words are taut with the realization that she has never known peaceful rest. Eyeing the horse briefly, she looks back to the other.] You’ve a new friend?

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kurt wagner [nightcrawler] ❧ ota

[personal profile] preciousblueberry 2017-06-23 09:39 am (UTC)(link)
waiting for the time to pass you by (settling in)

[When R4 and R5 are evacuated, a lot of people might say that Kurt is lucky that he's not at the mansion, although that isn't his mindset about the situation. There are so many important things back there and while they are welcome at Logan's farm, he can't help missing the little things that made the manor his in the sense.

He adapts easily, though.

After a while, the blue boy strides around the home with enthusiasm, offering to help with chores or maybe sneaking in a few chapters of a book he'd gotten lucky and had with him. If he's not distracted with that, he could have taken over the kitchen for a little while to make something homemade, whether it be sweet treats or something more properly filling. Either way, there is always plenty for everybody (and then some).

Other times, he's sitting out on the porch-- possibly watching the sunrise or sunset, until it almost becomes stargazing. There are moments where that happens, too, but he doesn't mind the company. In fact, it's something he welcomes most of the time.]


hope the winds of change will change your mind (outside stuff)

[Anything having to do with the outdoors is time that he relishes greatly.

It gives him a reason to run uninhibited through the fields with the horses or gather crops with a renewed diligence that he'd been afraid he had lost after that mishap with the slaver planet. He doesn't take all that much time off from work, but what he does get free is spent wisely, all while hoping the fog clears as quickly as it can.

At least he's gotten to the point where he doesn't seem as anxious.]


i could give a thousand reasons why

[ooc: wildcard option-- show me what ya got!! .^. (brackets or prose, i'll match)]
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outside stuff

[personal profile] carltoaction 2017-06-24 11:56 pm (UTC)(link)
[Carl was around only because Laura had invited him over. He had seen Kurt head down into the fields, but wasn't able to wander over to him until she seemed distracted by something else. There wasn't really much you could do in the field beside ride or feed horses from what he knew so he approached his friend curiously.]

You thinking about something out here? [He was still getting to know him, but the blue teen seemed to have something on his mind.]

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infailtration: custom art by <user name="thebutt">, PLEASE DO NOT TAKE (7-2)

settling in;

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[ When York heard about the evacuations, he'd called Kurt right away to check on his friend. Even though they hadn't seen much of each other with everything going on he was still concerned, and was glad to hear from him that his people had gotten out. He accepted the invitation to the farm where Kurt was currently staying with gratitude -- it wasn't always easy to keep friends that you kept losing touch with but Kurt seemed different. It never felt like catching up, exactly, more like no time had passed at all.

So now he's off work one evening and heading to visit, bearing some treats from the current planet that he'd had to visit for work. The bag swings from his hand as he comes up the stairs of the porch, spotting Kurt sitting on a swing mounted there, staring up at the sky. He lifts a hand and waves. ]


Nice night.
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