[ Look at these X-Men, constantly surprising her by not just inviting themselves into her space. First Kurt not bamfing into the apartment, now Kate knocking. Really, she should give them all more credit.
When she opens the door she looks...tense. Distressed, but not panicked. It's been a few days of this now. ]
Thank you for coming, Kate. I...Peter has already told me that he can't see it, but I wanted to check something with you. Since you seem to know both Akihiro and I from our futures.
[ She leads Kate to Akihiro's bedroom, where he's laying seemingly asleep. He's been like that for days. To Jeanne-Marie though, he looks like he's covered dead and covered in stitches. A phantom she can't identify. ]
[ At that, Jeanne-Marie sighs. So, the same. That should be a relief: if only she can see it, then it isn't real. But she can't shake the dread in the pit of her stomach. With her arms crossed over her chest, she shakes her head. ]
It must be a trick of this city. He looks more than just asleep to me. He looks...dead.
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When she opens the door she looks...tense. Distressed, but not panicked. It's been a few days of this now. ]
Thank you for coming, Kate. I...Peter has already told me that he can't see it, but I wanted to check something with you. Since you seem to know both Akihiro and I from our futures.
[ She leads Kate to Akihiro's bedroom, where he's laying seemingly asleep. He's been like that for days. To Jeanne-Marie though, he looks like he's covered dead and covered in stitches. A phantom she can't identify. ]
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[Kate slips in, following and looking down at the sleeping mutant. She frowns, then looks at Jeanne-Marie.]
He's in a coma. Like I was a couple of months ago, it looks like. Is this a new development, or is there something else going on?
[She can tell that something is really bothering the other woman, or she wouldn't have called. Which is...concerning.]
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It must be a trick of this city. He looks more than just asleep to me. He looks...dead.
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He's alive. I can feel a pulse, and that's a good sign.
[She turns back to Jeanne-Marie, giving her a faint smile that she hopes is reassuring.]
It's the city fucking with you. I promise.