Jean Grey (
fireincarnate) wrote2015-01-31 01:27 pm
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[She's nervous.
There's no getting around it, really. This is her first Inmate since Jason, and while that went well - she was a different person, then. It feels like a lifetime ago.
But it doesn't show in her smile. (She's grateful, today, that Phoenix doesn't need to sleep; the shadows of her nightmares don't hang beneath her eyes.]
Hey, Phillip. I'm Jean.
[She gestures to the file on her desk.]
I wanted to talk to you, before I read this. I won't do it at all, if you don't want me to.
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[But he refuses to say anything one way or another because he doesn't like her assuming anything about him or making any claims to know him. Even if she does eventually read the file, he still doesn't think she'll know anything. Just if looks alone could kill...]
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I've gotta warn you, throwing a punch at me wouldn't go well. ...Unless we're just sparring. Want to do that sometime?
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No.
[The idea of any kind of fighting that doesn't result in killing something or someone? Well, that's just a foreign concept to Philip at this point; even the rigged fights at Woodbury seem miles and miles behind him at this point. You fight because you have to, because someone has to be put down. Or something needs to be put down. Whichever the case may be.]
[But more than that, the less he has to do with Jean, the better.]
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All right, no sparring. What did you do for fun?