longislandicedme: (fighty [iced])
As far as plans went... )

[ooc: NFI, NFB, dialogue lifted from X-Factor #25. I swear I won't be posting this much teal deer from now on. Really.]
longislandicedme: (wtf?)
A phone call from home saying the kids had been kidnapped was... not how Bobby had pictured his Spring Break starting, no. )
[ooc: NFB for distance & all that. Dialogue lifted from X-Factor #24. Apocalypse, you talk too much.]
longislandicedme: (holy crap!)
Bobby should have guessed something was up when Hank insisted on calling him via Skype instead of his actual phone.

Bobby should have known something was up when Hank wasn't actually in range of the camera at the start of the call, and in lieu of a greeting started things off with "Now, Robert, I must forewarn you that you may find my countenance somewhat shocking. But I hope you won't be unduly alarmed..."

And then he'd stepped in front of the camera and he'd been blue. And not the "someone's put dye in your showerhead" type of blue. More of a "suddenly sprouted fur" blue.

Two hours and one long-winded sciencey explanation that Bobby didn't really understand later, he disconnected the call and spent the next few minutes just sort of staring at his laptop screen. Sure, their lives as mutants and X-Men had always been sort of weird, but he really didn't know what to think about this latest development.

[ooc: door and post open!]
longislandicedme: (blue [da boo dee])
So massive amounts of sugar meant, perhaps predictably, a sugar crash. Hard enough that he didn't notice any uninvited guests sneaking in and out of his room while he slept yesterday.

Unfortunately (well, fortunately for said mysteriously sneeaky guest) he also didn't listen to radio last night, or he would have known that taking a shower might not have been the best idea ever.

About five minutes in, he noticed there was something... odd... about the water. Namely, it seemed to be making little blue splotches on his skin where it landed. He stared at his arm for a few moments before he just started laughing. And finished up his shower, because all-over-blue was totally better than splotchy-blue.

Turning blue, he felt, deserved a sugar-filled breakfast. It was testament to how jaded-to-Fandom the employees at J,GoB were that they didn't even blink when he came into the store. So, after grabbing breakfast (doughnuts, danishes and... well, way more food than he could probably eat for breakfast. Apparently his luck with that held out even when he was blue. Good to know?) he settled back into his room, idly flipping through the newest issue of the Rebel Justice Unleashed comic.

[ooc: oooopen. also, i love that my canon means i will get to use this tag more than once. mwahaha.]
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