Rachel Grey

Hi, polychromatic.

Every post before this point is for polychromatic. Every one after is for the_blank_slate.

Thanks!

This is Rachel Grey, leave a message, I'll get back when I can.

Press 1 for voice mail.
Press 2 for text.
Press 3 to talk.
Press 4 to e-mail.

[ooc; Use ~text~ if you're giving a mental shout, Rachel keeps her telepathic "ears" open for her friends.]

[You can hear Rachel's semi-amused voice on the video as it opens on three mini-Rachel's arranged on her desk in a row. One's in the obligatory black leather, and it appears that she's been bound and gagged and none too happy about it. The second is wearing Rachel's uniform and is workign on what looks like the Lux schedule. The third, in what some of her friends will recognize as her hound uniform, is taking a nap.]

And now we reach a stalemate.

Has anyone else gotten theirs to be quiet?

Hello, friends and maybe family that I haven't seen in awhile. I'm at work, directions are attached to this post. It's a nice bar, I'll buy you a drink.

If this goes longer than a day I have... an empty bedroom, a nice couch and plenty of floorspace... or the apartments across the hall are empty... I think.

I love you, I missed you, come by and see me?

[Filtered to Lux Employees]

I get that all of a sudden you might be surrounded by a dozen or so of your nearest and dearest from home. Been there, done that, BUT. I would really appreciate it if you still showed up for your shifts, or at least parts of them.

We're, um, kinda busy all of a sudden...

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( Action at the Lux )

[ooc: Anything goes! Action threads are welcome at the the Lux, or this post can be tagged (and backtagged) as much or as little as you prefer.]

Okay, don't think I'm going to need to sleep for, like, a week.

Anyone up for clubbing, or just hanging out and watching movies?

Hell, I'll make it my treat, or my place, or... whatever.

...Any takers?

[It appears the giant nose of a cat is attacking, but really it's just Mercy, batting at the Network device before hopping over to Rachel's bed where Keffie's already curled up with a speaking Rachel. The clock reads very, very early in the morning, and it's pretty obvious she hasn't slept, or was woken up by the compulsion to talk.]

...life incarnate, and yeah, it sounds cliche, but that's just... I've never met anyone with that much life. Which is ironic, seeing as how she's dead now. And then there's my Dad, who's probably as insular as my Mom was outgoing. But that whole still waters run deep? Totally applies to Scott. No matter how much chaos there is around him, he's... still. Strong. One of the only people I believe when they tell me it's going to be okay, and it still works today.

My brother's like that too, only with a temper. Got that from his Mom. Oh my God, Maddie was a piece of work. Totally fine, right up until she went crazy and tried to destroy the world.

[The cats seem to disbelieve this, or perhaps they're wondering why Rachel's still talking.]

Then there's my Granddad on my father's side, Corsair, Christopher Summers was his real name, but by the time Dad and Alex found him again, he hadn't used it in years. Space pirate by trade, and no, I'm not kidding about that either. He was a really great man, loyal to his crew, loved Scott and Alex to pieces... Gabriel, too. Even when Gabriel killed him, he was trying to stop him, save him from what he was becoming.

We couldn't save him. I couldn't save him. [She's visibly shaken now and her mouth opens and closes a few times like she's trying not to talk.]

Couldn't save my Mom's parents either. My Gram'pa, he was the kindest soul I've ever met. Just invited me to stay with them even though he didn't know a thing about me. Did you know he played a mean game of basket ball? He was GOOD, too. And he just... accepted me, didn't matter to him what had happened in the past, or what was happening around us, he just... he loved me.

And I couldn't save him. He was killed just because he was related to me and I couldn't save him. Him, my mom's entire family, all killed. And the real kicker - it was just blood, technically none of those people were my family, they were just... their timeline's version of what my family was back home. My real home. But the didn't care - they just took me in and it got them killed.

[She throws a pillow across the room and the the cats streak out and Rachel's left crying and talking to herself.]

Then there's Scott's grandparents, up in Alaska, they owned an small air shipping business...

...God, why am I still talking about my family?! I should be asleep!

[Someone's going through papers on a desk. It looked like it had been organized, once, but that organization had been gone. Rachel's muttering to herself, obviously trying to find something.]

I know it's in here somewhere - who the hell was going through this place...?

...Jesus, where's Bobby Drake when you need an accountant?

[She sees a piece of paper and grabs it.]

Ah-ha! Oh, wait, this is from last month's payroll. Where's...

Holy crap, is this Goodfellow's old tab?

[She shakes her head and goes back to looking.]

This is gonna take forever.

[Rachel's voice is harsh, it sounds like she may have been crying for awhile. Her first words are muffled, like she didn't realize it was already recording.]

Last one standing. Again. I don't know if I can do this anymore....

[She clears her throat, and begins speaking louder.]

For everyone who knew her, Kitty Pryde has left the City. Sometime tonight, I guess, she wasn't home when I got here, and her mind... she's just g-gone.

Okay, this again, huh? Guess tips are gonna be good this weekend.

I'm at the Lux if anyone I know is looking for me, ask around, most everyone knows where it is.

...sometimes it's not fair. Everyone gets to play Dazzler but me. Or is that Lila Cheney? Guess it depends on the person today.

Anyway - the good the bad and the off-key? Enjoy it. Seems easy compared to some of the other crap this month.

[Filtered to friends]

So... if we survive the month anyone up for a game of capture the flag? Full powers and everything?

I really need to stretch my mutant legs... seriously, if Logan ever comes back, or my Dad, I am screwed.

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