Ghost of a Chance

[x-scarletwitch.livejournal.com]

Alright, what the hell was that all about? I was walking through the woods when I saw my brother sporting an oh so handsome Xavier's jacket jogging on the trails. Right as I was trying to catch his attention, and figure out what on earth was going on...

The bastard ran right through me. Or, well, most of him did anyway. The rest I've been scrubbing off in the shower because it's disgusting. Like warm liquid soap that's been colored. All in my hair and mouth and nose because I was inhaling to yell at him.

I know some weird things have been happening over the last few days but still!

Does anyone know what's going on?

And can someone bring me some mouthwash, I seemed to have packed mine.

Comments

[x-cable.livejournal.com]

We've clearly got some sort of pattern going on here. One of the kids manifesting a secondary mutation, maybe? On the other hand, what people are seeing is so damned odd. People who aren't supposed to be here, people who are here in situations that are definitely not the here-and-now...

[x-mactaggart.livejournal.com]

No one has come to me in hysterics about a secondary mutation, so...if that's the case, maybe they're unaware? Interesting.

[x-legion.livejournal.com]

Some of the students have reported seeing strange things for the last day or so -- people that aren't here, or are, but are different somehow. Like occasionally being dressed in spandex. If I understand it right, so far the apparitions don't seem to talk or interact with anyone but themselves. The, um, ooze also seems to be a reoccuring theme, but I have to say I don't think anyone's had quite such an immediate an encounter before. The professor and Moira are both aware of the situation, and are investigating possible causes.

[x-mactaggart.livejournal.com]

I'm up to my eyebrows in beeping and buzzing as I'm running tests and going over everything.

Pietro, Jono, a female Logan and...other things. The goo disolves pretty quickly, so that's not all that helpful. But we need to keep a running count of what people see, when and how.

[x-cable.livejournal.com]

You should make some kind of announcement as to speaking up about one's visions, oh brilliant love of my life. Who knows how many people have seen things but haven't said anything?

[x-mactaggart.livejournal.com]

Flattery will, thankfully, get you anywhere, my dear.

[x-cable.livejournal.com]

Promise? Anywhere?

[x-mactaggart.livejournal.com]

Anywhere within the imagination, of course.

[x-cable.livejournal.com]

I'm sitting in a very boring meeting at the moment. You do this on purpose.