Cassandra Reed
Location: Quinjet
Skills: N/A
Cassandra looked over her shoulder towards Future Carolina and Folly, for a moment and blinked as she watched the two of them suddenly faded away in front of her. She had a feeling that they ended up returning to their own timeline, she sighed a bit and rubbed her eyes a bit. She was just glad that everything was over now as she looked at the others as they started to file into the Quinjet Cassandra got back into the pilot's seat as she looked back at Carolina as she went over and sat down as well, and Bethany she started to make the flight back over towards Stark Tower.
"I'm pretty sure that Starbucks employees wouldn't like a quinjet in the middle of their parking lot, i'll drop you all off at Stark Tower." She said Carolina looked over at her sister and nodded a bit towards her smiling a bit as she rubbed the back of her neck looking over at Dean and smirked at the comment that Sara's comment and Dean's reaction as she started to relax a bit more now. Bethany sat in the corner glad to finally get out of the facility and not be experimented on and went to take a slight nap where she was seated.
Future Carolina Reed
Location: The Mansion (Future)
Skills: N/A
Carolina sat on the couch the last thing that she remembered was being on the Quinjet next to Folly telling her what had happened to Pietro back at the OMEN lab. She looked around looking rather confused and a bit disoriented as she tried to figure out where she was until she heard a voice. Looking over at the woman who was sitting next to her, raising an eyebrow she couldn't really recognize her either it was really confusing. Then a few seconds later Carolina felt a sudden gust of wind go through the room and looked shocked seeing Pietro was all alive and well there.
Pietro mentioned Mary as she saw her for the first time, seeing her alive now as well when Pietro said her name
"I uhm, yeah i'll see you later Pietro.." Carolina said awkwardly as she stood up a moment seeing him speeding off rather quickly, she did remember that Guin was having a kid during her own timeline. Carolina stared back at Marygold stopping right where she was seeing the woman's eyes were red for a moment. She tried to remember what she could, but couldn't remember anything at all she was about to say something when she felt her phone going off. Quickly pulling it out, she stopped and stared at the text seeing that it was Cassandra who was alive and well which made her smile happy even to know that they managed to save the timeline and that her sister was alive.
Carolina Reed&Ayita Dyrkin
Carolina walked around the temporary home that they were given while the mansion was getting rebuilt, she had a small bag full of some art supplies that she bought fairly recently while doing her own personal shopping. As she came up to the back she noticed Ayita was there drawing something, she didn't really think that the girl had anything really artistic. She walked over and leaned over her shoulder to see what she was drawing, she didn't even seem to notice Carolina there and gently tapped her on the shoulder.
"What are you drawing there?" Carolina asked.
Ayita jolted slightly as someone tapped her on the shoulder. Ready to bolt the woman looked over at the hand, then the arm, then the face. Her wary tawny eyes softening as she noted that is was a friend. Though her cheeks turned a slight pink.
"Skeletal, muscles, veins." The wild woman shrugged and gestured to horribly failed drawings. Though it was easy to see what they were meant to be- so long as you had a general idea.
"I can see them clear as day, but I cannot copy them." Her tone wasn't frustrated but sad almost. Like she had been trying this for a while.
"Sorry I didn't mean to scare you." Carolina said as she gave Ayita a bit of a smile before making her way over and sat down next to the girl as she leaned in a bit to get another look.
"I think you maybe trying a little to hard, when i'm drawing I don't really think on what i'm making and just let the creativity flow." She said looking at Ayita.
Ayita shrugged slightly, her eyes dropping to her lap as she leaned back slighly and rolled her wrist.
"Perhaps, but it needs to have the proper form. Not that butchered job..." She sighed, with a note of longing as she turned her attention back to the paper and tore it away. The banished page floating to the floor. Striking her pencil to the new page she began again.
Carolina watched as Ayita dropped her paper down onto the ground as she looked over at the drawing that Ayita had dropped and leaned down to pick it up.
"What are you trying to draw anyway?" Carolina asked as she took a look at it then over at the girl.
"An Orca. Anything useful." The orca in the picture was rough, a skeleton. Ayita apparently had been trying to draw from bones and veins up.
Carolina leaned forward as she got another look and instantly found why it looked wrong.
"Try drawing the appearance of it on the outside instead of the inside." Carolina said as she leaned back and started to pull out her own drawing supplies and started to draw her own thing now.
Ayita sighed with a note of annoyance.
"It was a foolish idea to start with. I am a hunter, skin changer. Not a artist." Though she did start sketching as Carolina requested. Hooking a lock of hair behind her maimed ear, and muttering about how she should have braided it.
Carolina stopped her drawing and looked at Ayita.
"Drawing isn't for everyone, i'm sure there is something else your good at maybe painting?" Carolina asked, as she stopped her drawing and looked at her.
"I could braid your hair if you want." She offered.
Ayita tended as she studies Carolina and nods her consent.
"I- If you wish to. I need to get good at drawing. Not for my sake." She shrugs slightly gently, blushing a bit as a hand slipped into her pocket to fiddle with something.
"Its for my..." She trailed off with a slight smile, amber eyes soft.
Carolina smiled a bit as she started to get up and made her way behind Ayita for a bit and started to braid her hair a bit putting it into a pony tail as she looked at her.
"You know you don't have to draw him anything you could, buy something for him." Carolina said to Ayita and gave her a slight smile.
"But if you want to draw something i'm sure he will like it."Ayita stiffened as Carolina moved behind her. It went against the woman's instincts to allow it, but she forced herself not to fidget. Though her thumb did run over the plain, unobtrusive band that sat on one finger. It wasn't as if she shouted anything from the rooftops. That wasn't Ayita's way. If you noticed, then you knew. That was all there was to it.
"I sent him to my old hunting range. My land. I doubt I could find a tattoo parlor there." She stated softly, looking a jit wistful. Rarely did she ever say the name of people, Allison being the exception.
Carolina Reed & Antoinette McCarthy
Date: August 23, 2020
Antoinette walked around the safe house. It was decently sized with general supplies and necessities but for the time being, it was home. Annie had yet to get a hold of her father and it bothered her. She had being going through the last couple of weeks in a bit of a daze. All the others seemed to know their place and know what they needed to do but Antoinette.
She sat outside, watching the sunlight dance across the trees and barren ground before her. This place was beautiful in its own but it wasn't home. Antoinette's hands ached to pick up a paintbrush and create the scene before her in a more permanent fashion. Sighing, she moved back inside and waited just on the other side of the door for her eyes to adjust before she started walking.
Antoinette weaved around people, not entirely sure what she was looking for until she found her. Antoinette watched most of the people here. Trying to figure out who they were, what they believed and who she could trust. There was a lot of grey to the area but there was one girl who seemed to share a common theme with her. Annie sat down in front of Carolina and turned her head slightly, watching her like a curious cat.
"Would you happen to have anything extra to draw with? Or perhaps paint?" Antoinette wasn't one to beat around the bush. She simply asked what she wanted, when she wanted to ask it.
Carolina was sitting on a couch in the living room of the house that was given to them while the mansion was being repaired, she had her knees up to her chest with a sketching pad on her lap along with a few pencils and colored pencils as well. She usually spent some of her spare time just random doodling and drawings, it always did relax her and with her sister's sudden reassignment was a bit to sudden. Cass was pretty much given the boot by Mary, but she didn't want to jump in between whatever happened it wasn't going to stop her from still talking to her sister but she wanted to stay with the X-Men.
Carolina took a moment to look up when someone plopped down across from her and saw that it was the new girl Antoinette who was in the OMEN facility with the others Carolina smiled and gave her a nod.
"I sure do." Carolina said as she set down her note pad, it was just a simple drawing of a scenery out in the mountains, she knelt down and pulled out a spare sketchpad and gestured to the box of pencils that she had next to her.
"I'm Carolina by the way, it's nice to meet you." She said as she extended her hand to the new girl.
Antoinette smiled and took the sketch pad from her gratefully. Annie didn't have any of her supplies anymore and she had little clothing wise but she was making due with what she had. She was rather adaptable that way.
"Antoinette, although my father calls me Annie if you wish to as well." She was looking at Carolina's drawing as she met her hand to shake it.
"These are very detailed. Have you been to this location before?" Annie asked curiously. She picked out a set of drawing pencils so she could start the outline of her piece. What she was going to draw, was yet to be decided.
"I like the name Annie." Carolina said as she gave her a smile as she looked back at her drawing for a moment and then shook her head slightly.
"It just sort of came to mind, I usually just like to draw scenery things more than anything else." Carolina said, as she gave Antoinette her sketching pad to show some of the things that she had been drawing. Some were scenes on a beach, some forest scenes as well as a few desert ones.
"What do you like to draw anyway?" Carolina asked.
Slowly Antoinette flipped through her sketchpad to see all the different settings, things that had just come to her mind and she decided to put onto paper. Annie paused on a beach scene and ran her fingers lightly over the water. She missed the water of her home. Antoinette sighed and gave Carolina her sketchbook back.
"Well, much of the same really. Not strictly scenery and I prefer painting but whatever I see, whatever I can turn into reality," Antoinette informed her raven-haired companion.
"Birds," she said suddenly.
"I like birds, well, my mother did." Antoinette turned to her own sketchpad and started, her hand just moving on its own while her mind raced to keep up. Slowly she formed the illusion in her head, feeling the power stir just beneath her skin.
Carolina smiled as she took her sketchpad back and started to draw again on what she was doing while looking up at Annie again as she spoke, and smiled a bit.
"Some types of birds are beautiful." She said as she rubbed the back of her neck a bit as Antionette mentioned her mother, she looked at her.
"If you don't mind me asking, what happened to your mom?" Carolina asked.
"You don't have to answer that if you don't want to that is." Carolina didn't want to make things awkward then it probably would be asking a personal question like that.
Antoinette nodded, looking away for a moment as she thought of all the birds she had seen over the years and all the ones her mother spoke of. She looked at Carolina and smiled before she shook her head.
"I don't mind. My father and I were out when she was shot at home. She was calling to tell us not to come back home when the gun went off and the line went dead. My father hid me and went back to confirm she truly had died. She really did love birds. I would imagine she would love to fly with them," Antoinette said, looking distant again. She looked down at her sketchpad and continued to draw half her mothers face and half of a white-tailed eagle face. It was a common thing Antoinette drew and it brought her a sense of peace.
Carolina looked at Antoinette as she answered her question and bit her bottom lip as she listened the story.
"I'm sorry to hear that, i'm sure she's in a better place now." She said, as she started to remember her friend October her closest friend as she sighed a little bit and started to draw a little bit more.
"I had a really close friend of mine die right in front of me, we were in this town called Coventry about two years ago or so. We were traveling around the country sort of doing some jobs for SHIELD here and there and doing occasional stuff for them before I joined up with the X-Men. Anyway we bumped into a pair of OMEN agents that were in town as well, they ended up shooting her, while I used my powers against them."Antoinette continued to draw while Carolina spoke, giving her friend a sense of privacy as she told her story. Antoinette finished with the beak and head of feathers when she looked over at her friend.
"I hate guns. I fear them to this day. Your friend, my mom. Their deaths were tragic but there is a sense of beauty to it as well. They don't have to hide who they are. My mother wasn't a mutant but, they are free now. From this world, from us. That's beautiful, isn't it?" Antoinette reached out and rested a hand on Carolina's knee a moment.
Carolina stared at Antoinette for a moment blushing a tad bit when she rested a hand on her knee, and rubbed the back of her neck and nodded it did sound like something her friend would say as well.
"I think so to." She said softly as she leaned back and looked back at her own drawing a bit.
"My friend and you would have gotten along really well together." Carolina smiled.
Antoinette smiled, accepting of the compliment. It was nice to find beauty within people, a deep acceptance of the other. She patted Carolina's knee before taking her hand back and resumed her drawing.
"I would have loved to meet her. I am sure you have such amazing stories. Perhaps you can share some and I can share some of mine as well. It is good to have friends," Antoinette said. She looked up at Carolina and grinned at her.
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