cutting_edgex23: (Elle and X)
X-23 ([personal profile] cutting_edgex23) wrote2009-12-21 08:59 pm

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Parties at Greymalkin Industries -- parties that involve the X-men -- are barely-contained chaos made manifest.

At least this year there were no supervillain attacks.

Or attacks by the government.

Or attacks by anyone or anything, for that matter. X does not consider it luck.

(She wouldn't.)

But now the party is over, and she and Elle have made their way back across San Francisco from Marin County. The fish have been fed, and the kittens, too.

And now all that remains to do is to get ready for bed.

And, perhaps, have a post-party debrief. Sometimes it is important.
ellectrical: (no friendship bracelets?)

[personal profile] ellectrical 2009-12-23 04:01 am (UTC)(link)
Neither does Elle.

Her hands fidget in her lap for a minute. Then she moves them apart, pressing them against the cushion of the sofa as she stands again.

Her movements are a little jerky as she approaches X, but without much hesitation, she moves to hug the other woman.

Not much hesitation, but it's loose, like she expects to be thrown off.
ellectrical: (darkened)

[personal profile] ellectrical 2009-12-23 04:11 am (UTC)(link)
Elle doesn't apologize when she pulls away this time.

But she does look to the floor. When her hands have moved away, they curl awkwardly at her sides.

"It's just a shirt," she says, finally.
ellectrical: (taken away)

[personal profile] ellectrical 2009-12-23 04:18 am (UTC)(link)
There's a nod, though Elle is still looking at the floor.

"Right."

She takes a step back, still looking the floor.

"Can I just - stay? Right now?"
ellectrical: (not hiding)

[personal profile] ellectrical 2009-12-23 04:24 am (UTC)(link)
Elle nods, silent.

After a few moments, she looks up, meeting X's eyes for a moment. Then, she moves back to sit on the sofa again.

It's possible she's forgotten the candy on the kitchen table. It happens.