Medical Bay - Family Issues
It had been a while since they arrived, easily over an hour, Beast told Jarod she probably fainted from the over use of her powers, but he couldn't find the reason as to what would cause her behavour to change so much. Jarod was sitting beside her bed on a chair, his hands holding onto her own hand so affectionatly as it rested beside her on the bed, just wanting her to wake up and be her old self again. He had his head down, he hadn't been feeling well either, this was all making everything feel so much worse, he didn't understand what she had been so upset about before back in the halls either.
Everything kept replying in his mind, he just wanted to wake up in his bed again and start the day over, he was tired, everything was happening so fast. His father was hurt and now Mandra was hurt, why where they hurting, who had done this to them, why couldn't Jarod have protected them from whatever was trying to hurt them? One his hands slipped away from the hand he was holding and moved over her stomach gently let his fingers curl about her other hand. It made him feel better when he held her, he's never really had a whole lot of chances to hold her, and he longed so much to kiss her again, it made everything feel so much more safer, nothing could harm them when they where close, that's what it felt like, none of his other friends made him feel like that, even though he barely talked with anyone else, around all the others in fact he seemed so emotionless and inhuman, it was like she was the only person who ever saw the real him aside from Jean and his father who had worked so hard to break through his protective shell.
There was the sound of a drop of water.... It was loud, it echoed, and was in her mind right before she started to become conscious. Mandi remained still though.. and she kept her breathing slow as she started becoming more aware of her surroundings. There was someone else in the room.. that was obvious because she felt her hands being held lightly... But that was no tthe only thing she felt... No.. She felt the restraints that were on her... that were holding her onto the bed. She took a slow deep breath before opening her eyes and then looked over at Jarod, who was sitting next to her and holding her hands. With all the messing aorund of her head in her sleep and earlier, she had mixed feelings.... She didn't know what to do... She didn't know what to think... All of it was getting jumbled up to where she was having trouble making her own actions. She knew one thing for sure though.. She didn't like being restricted like this.
" Dey 'ave you prisoner, Mandi.... You know you 'ave ta do sometin' about it..."
Her eyes glanced over to the doorway and she could see Le Beau leaning against the doorway, his arms crossed loosely in front of him and a lit cigarette in between two fingers of his left hand... The hand went up slowly as he brought the cigarette to his lips and drew from it a slow breath before withdrawing the cigarette and releasing a stream of smoke from parted lips and up into the air. She felt nervouse about him, herself having enough control over her mind to feel that way.
" If.... if they have me like this then there must be a reason why...." She replied in a whisper.
She tensed and cringed away slightly as Le Beau pushed himself off of the doorway and made his way to the bed. Her eyes widened as he then leaned down so his face was barely two inches from her own. Closing her eyes tightly, she went to turn her head but felt his lips brush against hers. When she opened her eyes again, the scene around her was different. Mandi went to bring her hands up to the sides of her head but the restraints kept her from being able to do so. She looked over to where Jarod should have been only to see a half-rotton corpse looking at her with empty sockets... Mandi took in a sharp intake of breath as her eyes widened and the symbol lit.
" Oh there a reason chere... Dey want tah keep you down. So det can make you just... like... dem..."
The rims around Mandi's eyes glowed to match the symbol and as she began to fight against the restraints which had her trapped against the bed. She tried to pull away from the straps and break free but she wasn't strong enough to do so... But non the less, she was trying almost franticly now. As she suddenly laxed and looked to the side, she watched Le Beau as he drew off the cigarette he was still holding. Her attention focased on the embers of the end of the cigarette as they grew brighter then duller again.
" That's it, chere... Burn yo way out... Burn everytin' ... everyone... anytin in yo path..." He said, his eyes locking onto hers and seeming to almost bore through her.
Mandi couldn't think... the could was going over her mind again keeping her from breaking out of the illusion.. keeping her from realizing that it was an illusion. Her head slowly turned forward and she closed her eyes but it wasn't for relaxing purposes.. That became clear soon after as the restraints began to become darkened from heat and as the blankets caught on fire.
Re: Medical Bay - Family Issues
There was a whisper that caused Jarod to lift his head a little from the covers and stare towards Mandra, her attention was directed off towards the doorway though. Turning his dark eyes over in the same direction, another worried look crossed his face as she began to react once again to someone who was not around.
As she began to struggle, Jarod tried to calm her down by telling her that she was alright, only it seemed her mind was focusing on something else and paying little attnetion if any at all to his presence in the room with her. There was a moment where he prayed she had heard him since Mandra's body had quietend down and relaxed slightly, but he was proven wrong in his hopes as flames began to ripple across her restraints. Instantly Jarod's hands where forced away from her, but he couldn't leave her side, why was she acting so differently now?
"Mandra?" The pretender stepped back slightly incase flames started spitting towards him, whether by accident or an intentional attack. "Please! Stop, you're only going to hurt yourself or someone else if you keep acting this strange way!" The fire alarm went as an automatic responce to sensing fire, causing the sprinkler system to open and pour down on Jarod, Mandra, and Beast who was at his desk monitoring her at the time and quickly clearing away all his work before they got too ruined.
"Tell me what I have done to upset you before," He sounded almost pleading since he wasn't even sure if she was paying him any attention, plus he looked really hurt that she was acting this way "I will fix it... and then you can stop being angry." His voice had dropped more quietly, he didn't understand really what was going on, was it her memories resurficing, if that what she was mad about, he didn't understand why she'd be so upset about him being Xavier's son. After all, she was not related to Xavier in any way, so he would not consider her a sister since they are not blood related, and besides, she was not even born in this dimension, she had no birth records or adopton papers other then the false trail the X-men had set up shortly after she had arrived.
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Even though the water was pouring down from the sprinkler system above, the flames continued to burn away at the restraints... Then, fire engulfed her body in a hot layer over her slin and hair as she broke free from the restraints and sat up, opening her eyes. She brought her knees up and covered her face with her hands as she could hear Jarod's voice oh so faintly... She couldn't hear it all.. only little bits and pieces... Now she was gripping the sides of her head. For a brief moment, there had been a small glimpse of a clearing in her mind and Mandra had taken advantage.
" S....stop..... Pl-please LeBeau.... Enough!" She cried out weakly through the haze that was falling over her again.
" What you tink yo doin' chere? Dis the right thing to do.. Don' fight it, Mandi. It only hurt you... An you don' really wanna be hurt, chere... Don' dissapoint me, chere.... I don' like bein dissapointed."
Mandi bit her ower lip as she slowly took her hands away from her head and made herself stand up from the bed. One hand trailed back to the side of her head, fingers intertwining with her hair as she began to stumble out of the room. Different images came to effect around her... Different illusions...
Her eyes widened slightly as she saw Jarod and the hurt look on his face as the illusions finally ceased then, at the doorway she hd reached to, she fell into a sit, tears welling up in her eyes. It was gone... but for how long? She was scared... Mandi remembered what had happened in the illusions and wondered what she may have done in real life as a reaction to them. She desperately hoped that she hadn't hurt anyone in any way...... Mandra glanced up slowly from the floor, her marking and eyes back to normal as she looked to Jarod. The water was still spraying down into the room. The fire that had been around and on her died as she again bit her lower lip. Concentrating, she lifted her hand away from the side of her head and gestured towards him... The water fell off of him and flowed together above him in a small canopy fo sorts so he would be dry. She did not do the same for herself though, not feeling up to it. Anyway, the water hid her tears.
" I can't stop it, Jarod.... He won't stop.... I don't even know if this is real or not.. I can't tell anymore. I'm sorry...... I'm sorry Jarod.... Sorry... Please.. for your own safety.... Do not follow me.... I can't let you get hurt. I care too much about you." She pleaded as she got back up.
" I can't let you get hurt again...." She finished as she made her way out of the room.
As she stepped out into the hall, Mandra focased and made a block of water behind herself about two feet deep and making a wall between the door and herself as she made her way down the hall and towards the exit. She knew that she was a danger to the people here.... and a danger to Jarod... She couldn't have that. She would rather die than see him hurt... And if this continued to happen to her, she risked injury to him and possably all the people she cared about... Mandra shook her head as she made her way outside.
Once outside, Mandra leaned against the wall and looked up at the sky, making sure to keep her focas on the water manupilation even as she took this very short break. Her vision began to blur around the edges and she saw him again, standing in front of her with an angry look on his face. Mandi slowly shook her head. Her focas on the water broke and she glared at the figure in front of her. Her bottom lip trembled slightly as different emotions went through her. Suddenly, she formmed a knife of ice in her hand and lunged at him. She passed thrrough him and fell on the ground, glaring at him again. Hating him for that smile he was giving her.
" You won't do it again, LeBeau.... I won't let you. I refuse to let you... "
" Now is dat any way tah talk tah yo lova, Mandi?"
"I don't love you.... I love Jarod." She snapped.
She looked at the knife in her hands with a grim expression on her face.
< Jarod... I hope you can hear me..... I... can't let him do this..... Please.... please forgive me, Jarod... I love you...> She thought to Jarod, hoping he would hear it.
" Don' tink about it, chere..."
" Oh, don't worry, Le Beau..... I am not thinking it..." She stated.
The tip of her knife pierced her flesh and she drove it deeper as she stabbed herself. The cry of pain was bit back and she fell over onto her side, panting a little heavily. Then consciousness was lost shortly after she saw le Beau vanish. Blood pooled benieth her and her hand fell limp away from the knife. She would no longer be a danger to them... No longer be a danger to Jarod...
OOC: She's not dead, she is going to be out of commision for a while though.
Re: Medical Bay - Family Issues" S....stop..... Pl-please LeBeau.... Enough!" Lebeau, Gambit, an X-men, Jarod had checked the name from last time she had yelled it out, but the man didn't have powers over the mind, nor was he even aware of Mandra. The one she was remembering, or being haunted by, had to have been the one from her dimension. The Pretender found himself yet again staring at her rather helplessly, he just wanted to fix what ever was wrong with Mandra, but it was so hard when he didn't know what was happening to her.
Swamped in confusion, Mandra made her way towards the exit of the medical lab, was she just going to leave again? But before he could call for her to stop, the elemental mutant seemed to have been hit with sudden realization of the happenings around her, once again her world coming into focus. The telepath could sense the worry she had towards what she had done, and even if Riley Finn had been harmed, he was still alive and well enough not to have needed to come here with them to the medical bay.. that is what Jarod reasoned with himself anyway.
The other mutants eyes peered up at him from where she crouched, the droplets of water running down her face like tears that could not be held back. More then ever before in their past meetings, Jarod had the powerful urge to move towards her, to wrap his arms about her, hold her and comfort her and do all the things he had no idea how to do but had seen others do to someone they cared about when that person had been hurting.
After a slight motion of her hand that had worried Jarod who thought she might attempt to hurt him or herself again, his head tilted back though, glancing up at the pooling water above him. When her voice trailed from her lips once more, so sad and miserable, desperate and longing, so many emotions that Jarod had difficulty understanding, and yet at the same time knew that she was hurting.
" I can't stop it, Jarod.... He won't stop.... I don't even know if this is real or not.. I can't tell anymore. I'm sorry...... I'm sorry Jarod.... Sorry... Please.. for your own safety.... Do not follow me.... I can't let you get hurt. I care too much about you." It was so strange for him to hear such words, no one has ever worried about his safety, or if they have they have not told him up front about it. Jarod wanted to move forward, just to reach out and take hold of her, the human instinct of being close to another in order to comfort them guiding him more then any thing else.
" I can't let you get hurt again...." After she had stood up, she spoke while turning, walking away from him, leaving him alone, he felt almost betrayed, how could she leave him when he needed to desperately to help her? And wasn't it his choice!? Maybe he wanted to get hurt, if it meant he wasn't trapped on his own in this world, this alien and strange world full of people and things he didn't understand.
His mind struggled to decide, break down the wall and go after her, even though she didn't want him to be near her while she was acting so unlike herself. But the barrier broke on its own accord, had she changed her mind? It was so hard to read her thoughts right now, they where always muddled up, and a thick haze cover her mind. He hurried out of the room, his pace however slowing slightly as the thoughts became clearer while her mind focused on his own.
< Jarod... I hope you can hear me..... I... can't let him do this..... Please.... please forgive me, Jarod... I love you...>
The words filled the telepath with fear and dread, he broke into a run, his rushing footsteps heard echoing down the halls, his voice and mind yelling out in panic, calling her name as if it was a demand, a plea for her to stop, to wait for him, to not do what it was her mind was hinting she would do.
The sight outside was a horrible nightmare, her seemingly lifeless form lay unmoving within a pool of blood that still seeped dangerous from her would. Grief stricken the Pretender raced to her, his mind easing the self-made weapon from her, then struggling to focus hard as his abilities fought to hold the blood within her weakening form. His hand pressed over the wound, her crimson life staining his hands and clothes, his soft voice calling for her with a gentle plea entwind around her name.
"..Mandra," There was no responce, no twitch, no hint she even knew he was there, "Mandra!" The other hand not holding down against her wound moved to rest over her forehead, his fingers stroking aside the loose strands of her pale hair. "..Please," She had used that word when she had wanted something so very much, well he wanted her to open her eyes and look at him, so if he said please, then didn't Mandra have to do as he asks? But she didn't move, still so motionless, weak, dying, he didn't understand death, demons where able to be dead and still 'live', so if a human dies he wouldn't understand why they just can't come back.
But just because he wasn't able to understand it, didn't mean that Jarod wasn't afraid of it, what if something went wrong and she died and turned into a demon? He didn't want her to die, he didn't want her to become evil, most demons where bad. And she was hurting, he didn't want her to hurt, he had to get her back to the medical bay, he had to help her, but he wanted so badly to see she was alright, just for a moment to have her eyes look up at him.
"Mandra," Jarod repeated again, but his voice trembled slightly, his face leaning down close to hers, his fingers still stroking the top of her head, trying so hard to coax her into noticing he was there, "Mandra, please," Looking so desperate, so lost and confused over everything that was happening and has happened earlier. Jarod's lips dropped down onto hers, pressing them against hers, at first his lips so gentle and light, but when she didn't respond he gave a soft sob while trying to take in a shaky breath. One last time he so desperately kissed her, she had responded back in the Dying star, she had kissed him in return, but her lips where so still and her breaths so shallow, her skin and clothes still damp from the sprinkler system in the lab.
Partly with his mind and partly with his arms, Jarod lifted Mandra from the ground, holding her so carefully against him so that her head was able to rest against his shoulder while he hurried back to the medical room.
There was only so much Beast could do for her, Mandra needed a lot of rest in order to make a full recovery sooner rather then later, and Jarod hovered in the background until the doctor had finished stabilizing her condition. The instant McCoy had finished, Jarod was once again at her side, his hand so urgently taking hold of her own, keeping hold of her as if that just might keep her from slipping away from him any further.
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ooc: If you wanted to continue in this thread, or do a finishing post, or end it with this post, anyway I'm fine, I just wasn't sure if you wanted to continue or not, either way, you could easily have her recover over the two month time leap that has been planned to take place as soon as the never ending possessions storyline is finished..
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