[h1][b][i][color=MediumSpringGreen][center]James Kingston[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1]
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[center][color=MediumSpringGreen][b]Location[/b][/color]: Hellfire Manor -> The Hospital
[color=MediumSpringGreen][b]Skills[/b][/color]: N/A[/center]

James chest tightened, the fond amusement that was always there as Casper rambled from one topic to the next fading as he mentioned the six months the Mutant Underground members were on ice. It'd been a demanding time. The scramble to find a solution to wake them without killing them, training to get better control and focus over his ability, the emptiness of a near silent apartment, the tension between Sunshine and him, Jack's perpetual dissociation… It was exhausting mentally, emotionally, and physically. What made it worse is there wasn't anyone still living he could place the blame on, no flawed decision or poorly executed plan the found as he poured over his recollection of their attempt to deal with that genocidal maniac, nothing that had given him an outlet for the storm of emotions. The brief repreves with Miranda offered some breaks from how overwhelmed he'd felt buy it wasn't enough until the day they'd opened their eyes.

James stopped and rested his head on Casper's shoulder for a moment, unable to hug the man with the infant in his arms buy needing a second to collect himself. [color=mediumspringgreen]"And let's hope we never need to find out."[/color] James said quietly, more to himself than to Casper. He straightened up shortly and offered Daniel to him. [color=mediumspringgreen] "Did you want to hold him for a little bit? I've been hogging our son all to myself?"[/color] James chuckled as he resumed walking g to the hospital.