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Don't leave me, baby! Middle of winter, I'm freezin' baby! - It's cold, and Gucci Mane lyrics work for most any context when slightly edited.

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(I am using an online translator for all foreign languages which appear here; obviously, not all translations will be correct but I hope to have captured the jist of what is said.)
Oshea Jackson


"Beef rap could lead to gettin' teeth capped
Or even a reef for mom dukes on some grief crap
I suggest you change ya diet
It could lead to high blood pressure if you fry it."

MF DOOM

Location: Xavier's Funtime Party Van



An explosion bloomed and rattled Oshea from his respite. So damn inconsiderate and rude. Oshea thought to himself. Now that he was awake, he let out a yawn and his eyes coursed along the rather packed van. There were a number of new faces, none of which he knew, and all of which had less experience than he did. From what he could gather, everyone was introducing themselves so he figured he may as well do the same,

"What up rookies! Name's Oshea--otherwise known as the Big O, Grandmaster J, and Speedy. I'm the nicest of the veterans and probably the coolest if we bein' honest. I ain't gonna talk y'all heads off, but I'mma be real; we all might die. We almost died last time, too. But uh, shit, y'all rookies follow our lead and we all might come out this thing alive--right?"

His attempt at a rally speech may have been undercut by the ever defiant Ayita who was parading her tiger form. Oshea noted she favored this new form quite a bit and made a mental note for later. Another sweep of his sight along the van and he noted Quicksilver; a single guess told Oshea it was probably Pietro who was behind the explosion which woke him up. It seemed Maximoff was intentionally giving Oshea more reasons to dislike him than Oshea already had. He spoke again to the rookies on the bus,

"Also, I ain't nothing like silver fox ova there. I'm, like, mature and shit. You know? Who wanna sing a song for the road? 99 bottles? Karaoke? I take requests."

Should have something up in the next two days.
Oshea Jackson


"Livin' on borrowed time, the clock tick faster
That will be the hour they knock the slick master"

- MF DOOM



Location: Xavier's Funtime Party Bus


The gust of wind from Pietro's entrance almost woke Oshea from his slumber. A much needed crash. He had taken up a seat in the middle again where he always liked to sit. While in REM sleep, he dreamed of a blank white room. On the floor of this imaginary room were a set of brushes with coated tips of red, yellow, silver, pink, green, orange, and purple, gold. Oshea took up two brushes in hand and observed his ethereal canvas; and he was off.

X's and O's, he drew up the diagrams. Pink for Allison, purple for Guin, green for Marygold and Ayita, silver for Pietro, yellow for Cassandra and Carolina, orange for the newbies, red for himself, gold for Nina. Much of what he painted became little more than a tornado of intersecting lines of color across all four walls--it was, Oshea presumed, a plan. What kind of plan it was, well, this was an entirely different conundrum. Oshea would worry about what his lines and scribbles meant when he awoke, for now he snored. It was loud.
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D-did you say Blade? *strokes chin*

Oshea Jackson


"Time to get back on the grind!"



Location: Xavier's Mansion Garage


Oshea felt the familiar tingle in his head when Xavier spoke. It was time for the next mission, and Oshea had not slept at all. With eyes bloodshot, Oshea dressed himself in his X-suit and made his way to the garage and on the way fought to keep his eyes open. For all the angst and boredom he was feeling prior, the arrival of this new assignment brought him some relief: for one, he could sit back and observe how the others operated with Quicksilver hopefully shouldering the scouting role; two, he might get some rest. Or maybe Oshea could put some of his reading to use.

Once he arrived in the hangar, he pulled the ruby red visor over his eyes and wobbled in place where he stood. Only when Oshea was about to fall over did he spring to life. To prevent himself from toppling over in full, he sat criss cross on the garage's floor and supported his chin atop a balled fist with an elbow resting on his upper thigh.

"Mmmmmmmm. Did you do something to your hair, Allison?" a half-sleep Oshea exclaimed to no one particular.
will post in the morning (if I manage to sleep at all tonight)
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