Lets Make a Deal

[soulsword]

Who; Illyana || OTA
What; Crystals!
Where; City | Network | anywhere??
When; Any point during event
Warnings; Will update if any come up.

A. OTA | City in the evening/night

To say that Illyana was unhappy about the current situation was almost the understatement of the century. The worst part was that she wasn't even sure what she found more irritating: the idea of her own memories being out there for someone to find or being forced to see the memories of other people. Both had their own set of problems that ultimately led to her disappearing to her own dimension far more often than not lately. Which was starting to lead to it's own unique Limbo-centric problems. Perhaps there was something to be said for it being a bad idea to just hide away from complicated emotions.

Perhaps.

Or perhaps not. It still seemed like the most viable option to her. Unfortunately, she had to come back eventually. That didn't mean she had to seek out people though. In fact, she was practically going out of her way to try to avoid them. She wasn't alone though, a few of her imps were there with her.

"If you find any crystal with a memory of mine, bring it back at once," she said sharply to one. "And if I find out you looked too long at one it'll be recorder concert for eternity. No breaks." With that she pulled the hood of her coat up and went back towards her own building.

B. Network | Audio

[ Illyana's voice is curt and cuts right to the point without any pause. ] If you find a crystal that has anything to do with me, I'll send an imp to retrieve it. Look at it too much at your own peril. I can tell you the last person to peer into my memories found herself regretting it. [ Does she sound...proud of that...? Maybe. It was kind of funny. ]

People only see things if I want them to. That is how this works. [ And how dare this place not respect that she's a sorceress supreme. It's just rude. ] What's the point of being
a sorceress supreme of a realm if you don't have perks and protections? [ There is no point really. It's pretty awful in general. ]

I'll gladly return any I found to their owners and we can all agree it did not happen. Isn't that a generous and fair deal?

C. Other

Anything specific you'd like to do? Feel free to do it! I'm game for anything.

Comments

[soulsword]

Subjects.

[asthecroweflies]

Fine. I'd rather not deal with your subjects, love.

[soulsword]

What do you have against them?

[asthecroweflies]

Nothing, really, save that their recorder's a little flat.

...I'd just rather speak with you directly, or have I not earned that priviledge?

[soulsword]

Is it? Good. That's even more painful.

[ A pause and a sigh. ] As you wish. Where should I meet you?

[asthecroweflies]

For us or for them?

[He pauses for a moment.]

How about the cemetery? [It was a suitably goth place to meet up, and she seemed to like it there.]

[soulsword]

Perhaps both.

[ She let out a weird little laugh. ]

Interesting choice. I'll be there soon.

[asthecroweflies]

Who doesn't like hanging out in a graveyard? I just got a new coat. I should break it in proper.

action;

[And with that, he headed off toward the cemetery, because he figured she'd just teleport there so he'd immediately be late.]

[soulsword]

[ The cemetery was a place she was familiar enough with that teleporting there was second nature. When she arrived she had the hood of a heavy black cloak pulled up over her head. It was cold enough out that she was hopeful it would avoid suspicion. The amount of time she'd recently spent in Limbo had left her with horns that weren't fading away quite as quickly as she'd like. Nobody needed to know that though, certainly not him. ]

You take forever to walk places.

[asthecroweflies]

[Jagger, on the other hand, liked walking places. It was so much better than taking a cab for things like getting one's thoughts in order and deciding if this conversation was even a great idea.

Ultimately, he decided during his walk that he was in this, and once that happened, it was for keeps. Jagger wasn't a man who let people near often, but once he did, he kept them close, only with Illyana, it was something like hugging a cactus at times. He didn't mind.

He hadn't been lying about having a new coat, either. It was long, heavy wool, black, and double-breasted with shining silver buttons down the front. While outwardly, it was just a warm coat to keep the snow at bay. Internally, he felt kind of cool.

He stepped through the gates to the cemetery with his gloved hands shoved deep into the coat's warm pockets and did his model best not to jump when she spoke. He was almost successful.]

I like walking places, love. Gives me time to think.

[soulsword]

Is that what you tell yourself? [ Though, she knew he probably meant it. He seemed to like to do think far too much for his own good. One day it was most certainly going to get him into trouble. Then again she couldn't help but wonder if that wasn't what he was after. Perhaps he liked trouble. It would explain why he spent so much time speaking to her. ]

And what do you think about on your walk?

[asthecroweflies]

And everyone who'll listen. [He responded without skipping a beat. Their banter was starting to become comfortable, at least for him. He wondered if it was the same for her.]

It depends on the day. Like today? I was thinking about how I was heading to a cemetery to meet a girl, how that sounded pretty goth, and how it was pretty fortunate I'd gotten a new coat to match.

[soulsword]

You do seem to like the sound of your own voice. [ She smirked and then tilted her head to one side. ]

Did you buy a new coat to impress me?

[asthecroweflies]

Maybe, and no. I bought a new coat because I liked it.

[That being said, he spread his arms out.]

What do you think?

[Because he might have been trying to impress her, but that didn't mean he had to say it.]

[soulsword]

But you want to know what I think about it? [ Oh she didn't even make an attempt to hide her smirk. She tilted her head from one side to the other as she examined him. ]

Decent I suppose. A bit generic.

[asthecroweflies]

Oh yeah? [He smiles slightly, crossing his arms.]

And what do you think would be better?

[Now he might have been stringing her along, but it was fun, and it was nice to see her smile.]

[soulsword]

Something with more character. [ She said with a simple shrug. ] Maybe something that shows off more of your personality. [ A slow smile widened on her lips. ]

Though I'm not entirely sure what that would be. Maybe a bunch of frowning faces.

[asthecroweflies]

Yeah? Maybe a nice t-shirt that says "this is my happy face?"

[He smirked as he went along with her joke.]

I still like the coat.

[soulsword]

[ She actually laughs at that. ] I think that'd be fitting for you.

[asthecroweflies]

[As if to illustrate her point, his expression is deadpan.]

You don't think it'd clash with my jackets? [He did have a penchant for wearing dark shirts under black casual suit jackets.]

[soulsword]

[ She put on a show of being contemplative for a moment. ] Not at all. I've seen uniforms that really clash. It'd look fine on you.

[asthecroweflies]

[That actually caught his attention.]

Uniforms? Like what?

[soulsword]

[ Usually she wouldn't be so open to sharing, but for some reason she felt a bit more inclined today. Perhaps it was further putting off discussing the actual thing he'd wanted to discuss. ]

All X-Men teams wear costumes. The New Mutants were given a standard uniform at first. [ The costume appeared briefly, complete with the Eldritch armor that had just randomly started appearing. Of course, enough time had gone by that she'd gotten much better at controlling it. ] When we were sent to the Hellions we were given their uniform. [ She frowned at that one and it switched quickly to another ] This one was a graduating gift when the X-Men were temporarily regressed in age. The Professor needed us to take their place for a time. [ Gotta love child soldiers. ] When we left the school completely we created our own. In Limbo my clothing changed often.

[ She lingered on that one for a few moments and then changed to a final one. ] This was our most recent one that we all got when Sam reformed the New Mutants upon my ressurection.

[asthecroweflies]

[Truth be told, Jagger's still not used to the abilities of her magic, even if he is thinking about learning it. Still, he follows along as she moves through uniforms, frowning more and more as the progressed. Ultimately, he crosses his arms.]

How old were you when all this happened? [He'd known about the resurrection, she'd mentioned that before.]

[soulsword]

[ She tilted her head and looked slightly amused as her clothes shifted back to the normal (for her) attire that she'd been wearing when he'd first arrived. ]

Six when I entered Limbo. I was...[ she twisted her expression thoughtfully for a moment ] time moves differently in Limbo. I was a teenager when I finally escaped and joined the New Mutants. I was an adult when Belasco recreated me. [ Or close enough ] Though, we are all adults now.