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Post by Cyclops on Jul 5, 2009 20:37:03 GMT
Cyclops sat in the cockpit of the X-jet, a name he didn't exactly like the name of...after all it was a bit cheesy..the X-men...in the X-mansion...flying the X-jet...it could be X-tremely tedious. He chuckled at his little joke as he checked each piece of equipment just like he would with every test flight he always did, the thing is that he was in an extremely happy mood today though because it was a different test flight from normal. He was actually on a date...or at least waiting for his date to arrive.
He'd entered the hanger in his combat uniform carrying a bag. He'd changed in from his uniform in to jeans and a T-shirt with a leather X-men jacket incase it got cold but he still wore the visor he wore for combat...oh well, it did the job he needed it to be.. Now he waited for Jean to show up in hopes that they could get this thing started. He was a little anxious and thoughts went through his head. Was she coming? did she get caught? he knew he was being ridiculous but these were the things he thought of.
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Post by jean on Jul 5, 2009 23:48:50 GMT
In the kitchen, Jean was finishing up some last minute preparations for her night out with Scott. She didn't have much time to cook anything epic, so she did the best she could by ordering some Thai food take out. There were perks in living in New York City, one of them being that nearly every restaurant in New York delivered...even McDonalds, but there would be no greasy burgers and fries that night. After the food had arrived, Jean packed it away into a picnic basket and thank goodness her will power was strong because the aroma of their meal was tempting her to dig in then and there. Once the basket was packed, Jean made a quick trip upstairs to get dressed.
She chose a light white sweater, a black V-cut blouse, a white mini skirt and black heeled sandals as her attire. After getting dressed, Jean made her way into the hangar with the picnic basket in hand, practically doing a runway walk towards the jet. She was too excited and was beaming with positive energy around her. Nothing would be able to bring her mood down.
" Hi Slim," Jean smiled, having boarded the jet, she took the co-pilot's seat in the cockpit and set the picnic basket down by her feet and began to strap herself in. "No compliments needed, I am sexy and so are you, lets get this show on the road." she chuckled.
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Post by Cyclops on Jul 6, 2009 7:15:56 GMT
Scott was checking each piece of equipement in order to keep himself busy that he didn't even notice Jean ahd arrived until she put herself down in a seat. Scott smiled at her he looked at the clothing she wore and was surprised he didn't hear the clak clak clak of her heels on the metal floor of the X-jet, most of all though he was drawn to the legs, being the most unclothed area and was about to say she looked nice before he was cut off by her telling him to get the show on the road, she was right of course...the security cameras would no doubt show a casual clothed Jean with her basket entering the X-jet.
"Right..." he said pulling a monitor to check the basket ball court wasn't in use before he made it split in two so the Jet could take off. He took it off, angling towards the sky and slowly accelerating up as the engines made a Shrak-thoom noise as they increased in speed. Chcecking the GPS Scott plotted a course that would take them to a small patch of sand in the Atlantic ocean that was completly deserted save for a couple of trees and was only a mile accross. Sometimes cruises went through the area but that wouldn't be for a month or so jet. Sticking it on cruise control he swung in his chair and said "Well here we are...the first official SUmmers-Grey date. The computer will beep at me when we're going to have to land....so...how are you?" he wasn't quite sure what to discuss on a date...after all was regular small talk different from date small talk? he wasn't sure he'd never really been on one.
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Post by jean on Jul 6, 2009 18:17:47 GMT
"Me? Well...if you really want to know, I am just wonderful right now," Jean responded, gazing out the window to watch the clouds while the jet cruised through the sky. Awkward silence for a few seconds and Jean let out a soft sigh, turning to face Scott with a smile.
"The question is, how are you? Considering that this is a date. We can talk about ourselves on a more personal level and not talk about X-mansion business. Please avoid that topic at all costs." she said.
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Post by Cyclops on Jul 7, 2009 6:51:21 GMT
Well that was true, he really should avoid the topic of the X-mansion, the new mutants and anything that was to be considered 'business related' smiling he stretched in his chair and knew he had to find out more about Jean. A good thing....since he knew what sort of person he was and he knew the things she liked and disliked...but he didn't know her.
The problem they had with people at hte mansion was if you asked about their pre-xavier's life it was often...not very happy, even his own was a tale of loss and bullying where he was the unlucky star, but he decided even if she did have a bad past he wanted to know...because it was about her. "Well we don't know much about each other's past...I mean. Do you have family? any brothers and sisters? where are you from? and how did you get to the school? there we go....lot's of questions for you there...heh"
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Post by jean on Jul 7, 2009 16:28:34 GMT
He wanted to discuss each others past? Well alright, that sounded like the right thing to do, if this was to turn into some sort of relationship between them. Then again, not just for being a couple, but for being good friends in general.
"Well...I have one older sister, her name is Sara. There's not much to say about my past. I spent a lot of it in a coma" she said, looking back at him. She never went in depth about her past and the only people who really knew of it were the Professor and Mr. Lehnsherr.
"When I was 10, I lost by best friend when she was hit in the middle of the road while we were playing. At the time I didn't know why, but I actually felt her pain and fear while she passed away. It's....not pleasant at all... and probably the darkest thing I've ever experienced. It still bothers me til this day. If you've ever wonder what goes through a person's mind and how they feel as they die, trust me. Pray you never know those feelings until they're your own. At least you'll be at peace afterward." she said lowering her head a bit and looking to towards the back of the jet.
"So, yeah. It was traumatizing. So much so it almost killed me, but I only fell into a coma for the next 5 or 6 years. When I woke up...Pthe Professor and Mr. Lehnsherr found me and I came here to the school. You should know the rest of my story. After all, you were present for the next 2 years of it." she said looking back at him after spilling her life's story. Now he had to spill his.
"You're turn, slim. Lay it on me."
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Post by Cyclops on Jul 8, 2009 6:11:56 GMT
Well he was more or less right...but he was a little surprised that she'd been in a coma for five years...wow...it made his expirience seem positivly upbeat, after all his parents were dead...but he wasn't there when they died...and he didn't feel their dying thoughts when they passed, well this line of conversation might be depressing, but it was important so they knew each other.
"Well...." he began "I was born in Alaska, have a brother named Alex who...well I dunno, we don't talk much anymore. I'm born and raised in Alaska, had a pretty normal life up until my parents were in a plane crash...me and by Brother went in to care and I guess that's how I ended up being all shy and stuff. My powers manifested during highschool, there was this dude who saw me as a bit of a target...maybe he had problems of his own to deal with and he took it out on other people...maybe he was just a dick, but after a while I don't know...I got so angry..I seriously just wanted to kill him. Instead I managed to bow a hole in the school. Then...well I kinda got what I wanted, no one talked to me and I Was left alone, I had to live with my eyes shut but eventually the Professor found me...and gave me these shiney specks, and the rest...then I went to the academy, and met you...I should really try to contact my brother though, I mean I've not even called since I got here two years ago..I mean hell he could be a mutant himself..."
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Post by jean on Jul 9, 2009 5:02:12 GMT
"You should try and contact him, Scott. I mean, if he's the only family you've got left..." Jean urged him. She thought her story was sad. Poor Scott had it worse than she did. To lose your parents and to not have your brother around....although Scott seemed tough and collected she could see herself in his shoes and thought about how he really felt. At least she still had her family...he seemed to not have anyone. Well, that wasn't true, not at all.
"I take that back, I meant the only blood relative you have. You have a family here at the mansion...and you have me. I'm not trying to get all mushy on you but just remember that if you ever need someone to talk to or whatever...I'm here. I mean, I've always been here, but I figure I'd just tell you." she smiled placing her hand on his.
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Post by Cyclops on Jul 9, 2009 7:57:12 GMT
Scott's heart softened when Jean spoke, he wasn't sure if it was due to her telepathy or if she was just good at it but she knew just want to say to make him feel happy. When she put his hand on his he turned his hand around and took hold of hers, bringing it up to plant a kiss on the top. Taking a quick glance he noticed that the GPS system said they'd be ready for landing in a few minutes...he may not have a car but a giant super jet trumped a sports car anyday. Turning back to Jean he said "So what did you bring anyway? I've got to say I am wandering what Jean Grey - Masterchef has prepared for our little picnic"
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Post by jean on Jul 9, 2009 17:41:24 GMT
At that moment, she felt a rush of warmth flow into his cheeks when he had kissed her hand. Maybe he wouldn't notice her blushing...the only color he pretty much saw was red, so it'd just blend in. Too bad the moment was stirred by the GPS...ah well, at least they were approaching their destination. He asked what she had prepared. Heh, he thought that she had actually cooked their food. Masterchef, huh? Well she wasn't bad in the kitchen, she could cook pretty well, but she just didn't have the time to.
"Uh...we're having Thai tonight. Figured we can do something different besides sandwiches and chips..." she shrugged. And she ha yet to come clean about the fact of it being carry out. Oh well, she didn't claim it as her own cooking. He just assumed it was. She'd come clean eventually.
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Post by Cyclops on Jul 9, 2009 21:40:19 GMT
Thai food eh? Scott didn't know Jean could cook that...well he guessed it was one of her many skills that he'd discover voer the course of their...relationship? well this was only a first date but from what she said back at the X-mansion he had a feeling that it would go further then just this...as long as he didn't mess anything up too badly.
The GPS started to bleep more rapidly and Scott took control of the Jet. Starting to descend, it took a while but eventually he managed to see the small patch of sand, it was about a mile or two in diametre and was mainly just sand with very little plant life...it wasn't perfect but it was good enough for a picnic. As the X-jet hovered and begun to be lowered down it kicked sand up around it. Sand was a pain to land on but Scott managed it with only a slight shudder. He powered down the engines and stood, offering a hand out to Jean he said in his best gentleman voice "Well M'lady...shall we go inspect our private island?"
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Post by jean on Jul 10, 2009 21:51:55 GMT
"Oh? Private Island, I love it" Jean giggled as she grabbed the picnic blanket and basket and looped her arm around Scott's. The couple strolled out of the jet and onto the deserted beach, just in time to watch the sunset over the ocean.
"Most first dates are usually a cheap dinner or a trip to the movies, but to fly out to a island in the Atlantic and have a picnic while watching the sunset...I'll just say that you get major points Slim. This is incredibly romantic. Most married couples don't even get to do this." she smiled as she started to spread the blanket out on the sand and place the basket in the middle. After doing so she started stripping her clothing, leaving her in a green bikini and started towards the sea before turning back to Scott.
Come on, Slim, what are you waiting for? Please tell me the thought of going for a swim crossed your mind like it did mine..."
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Post by Cyclops on Jul 10, 2009 22:42:40 GMT
Cyclops smiled when Jean called him romantic and he was glad to note that he did gain points for this, it seemed that taking a risk and bringing her here for their first date had worked. He watched her lay out the blanket but his eyes opened wide when she begun to strip her clothes off. He wandered at what her idea of a first date was, then he suddenly realised she was wearing a bikini...granted he wasn't disappointed in that respect at all, after all it was Jean Grey....she looked great in a bikini.
It had occured to him that they might want to go swimming if they were going to an island such as this...but he hadn't exactly gone to the trouble of putting it under his clothes. He looked back at the X-jet then back at Jean and said "It's in my bag in the jet...one second and I'll go fetch it." He smiled at her and nipped back in to the X-jet where he piled his clothes in to a neat stack and changed in to his blue swimming shorts, taking a towel he hung it over his shoulder and he was glad he had his visor on instead of his glasses....the visor stayed on better then the lenses and he'd need that if he was swimming. He returned to jean and placed his towel on the blanket and sat near Jean before saying. "Well I think I could get used to this....how about you?"
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Post by jean on Jul 13, 2009 14:46:16 GMT
Jean took a seat on the blanket waiting for Cyclops to go change. of course when you're dating an X-man, you're never disappointed about whats underneath their clothing. Besides, as tight as the uniforms were, Jean had already seen what kind of shape red shades was in.
"Ha, I already am used to it. Nice trunks...very nice. I like the color and then some," Jean winked over at Scott chuckling lightly. "No need for other compliments. I already know you work out a lot, so...I'll just say keep up the good work." she sighed and leaned back onto the blanket, folding her arms behind her head. "Seriously, this is totally worth the punishment we're gonna recieve for lying and taking the X-jet..."
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Post by Cyclops on Jul 14, 2009 18:44:50 GMT
Scott let out a breath and reclined back in the same fashion as Jean. It was nice, feeling the sun's warm glow arming you....but it was just then he remembered he hadn't brought any sun block. He could just picture it now....his gentle skin, burning in the devestating sun like a chicken in an oven...but he couldn't look like he was panicing...how could a guy who stole a jet and led the fight against a simulated giant robot be afraid of a little bit of sun burn.
He looked over at Jean, and just realised...she was a telepath, oh he hoped she couldn't read his thoughts now. So sitting up slightly he decided to ask in a very casual manner "Do you have any sun block? I was also thinking after if you wanted to take that swim...."
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