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[fireincarnate]

[Jean is in her room, sat cross-legged on her bed. The thick green sheets are scrunched up round her knees, and a menagerie of stuffed animals surround her. She's wearing a loose sweatshirt and faded pyjama pants.

She looks for all the world like a normal woman, save for the portraits behind her - graduation day for the first team of X-Men, standing tall and proud in their battered uniforms; the second team goofing around after a hard mission, with no heed for wounds or bloodstains.]

Hey there. I'm Jean Grey - or Marvel Girl, or Phoenix. I'm a mutant, and an X-Man, and a cosmic host. [She says it all blithely, shedding secrets like an old skin. It won't really matter, probably - but it feels exhilarating, all the same.] I'm also a junior therapist and a former model, but those aren't as exciting.

I'm broadcasting from a place called the Barge; we sail somewhere between dimensions, I think, and sometimes our network opens up to all of them. I'd love to talk to you, even if I don't know you yet, or you've never heard of me.

Comments

[kissthatgoodbye]

Wow, whoever says being a former model isn't exciting, I need to have a short, painful talk with them.

[But he's smirking, broad and easy, and except for that and a much more relaxed hair style and clothing looks exactly like Ben.]

[grounded_marine]

Okay, you lost me at "cosmic host."

Actually, I guess you lost me at "mutant" and "X-man," but cosmic host sounds the coolest.

[mistressed]

That all seems pretty exciting to me.

[magnetic_magpie]

This is an eventful night.

[ There's a familiar face - perhaps, anyway. Save for the red mark which is beginning to bruise running diagonally from the midline of his forehead to his cheek, and what going to be black eye in the morning. ]

I am glad to see you well Jean Grey.