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Summary: James and Robyn discuss taking a vacation from their summer vacation, team things, and more.
Date: August 9, 2010.
Log Title: Creative Differences
Rating: PG
Xavier Mansion - Art Room.
The Art Room has pictures of classic artists and small sculptures of famous pieces of art around the room. Any art supply you need may be found in this room, a large variety of paints, charcoals, markers, pencils, clays, canvases, easels, paper, and much more are accessible for the students. A large kelm is in one of the far corners of the room as well. On one side of the art room are a few sewing machines with a large variety of fabrics and sewing supplies for the students as well.
Most of the weekend Robyn's holed himself up in the art room. He's slept a little and come out for meals and showers but other wise he hasn't left. He's in the middle of painting what he was working on, his first sculpture in over a month. It should be a good sign that he's sculpting again. He's currently putting a base coat over the whole thing. The sculpture is of a closet door in a bedroom that's being pushed closed but a person but on the other side of the door are several monsters trying to get through. There are two figures on the other side that are identical to the one pushing the door closed on the otherside, one hiding under blankets and another being grabbed by the monsters. There is a also a skeleton on the ground on the 'scary' side of the closet.
A glance at the door after a casual knock is heard reveals James at the exit to the room, "Hey, how you doin'?" He shoves his hands into his pockets and starts traversing the distance between him and Robyn, "Figured you might be back in here. Guess all is right with the world once more, eh?" He stands over his friend, inspecting the sculpture with a quick scan, "Nice thing, that."
Robyn looks up at James and smiles. "Hey James, I guess I'm okay." Then he says the thing about all being right and there's a shrug. "I dunno, still have a lot on my mind, though the good news is, I heard from Addison they took care of Ahab. So no more wanting me dead." He says as he puts down his paintbrush and runs both hands through his hair. "How have you been?"
James shrugs, eyes on the piece, "As well as any of us, you know. But, I guess if Ahab's gone, I can check out for a few weeks, so things ain't that bad." The tone of his voice doesn't speak of total trust for the news. But Addison is a better source than 99.9% of the rest of the school, so it's probably a done deal. "Odd how for once it was mostly quiet. I guess I was expecting an explosion that took out half the school. Strange how that's the norm around here nowadays." Or always. "What do you think of that? You feel safe again?"
"Safe…in this place.." Robyn looks at James and shrugs. "Honestly, I don't know anymore. If it's not one thing, it's another. I tried talking to Jinx a few days back and she used her power on me. I shouldn't have let her once the fake feelings died, I just felt worse and then I remembered when Nathaniel fucked with my emotions. I can't let her do that to me again, it's just running and…I can't run as much as I want to. I dunno James, it's such a mess in my head." Thus the sculpture he's doing is a reflection on himself.
James frowns, "The more I have to deal with her, the less I like her," he says speaking about a fellow furry. "Can't say I'm enthused about her on the ‘team' but if Lucas wants the eye candy…whatever." He pulls up a chair and takes a hard sit, eyes on his friend, "But you're okay now, right? Well…as much as possible." He offers a half-smile, obviously asking about the post-skunk-educed emotional state.
"I don't dislike Jinx but..she uses her power too much and, I don't like it." Robyn says as he looks at his statue and there's a slight smirk at the eye candy comment. "Yeah…he moved on fast. I miss Rashmi." Robyn admits and a the last question his fists clench a bit. "Honestly, I'm not okay, I just feel like crap and everyone tells me suck it up and deal it feels like. Jordan being gone has really gotten to me. I dunno, I just have to suck it up I guess and deal since that's all anyone has to say."
James nods, listening, "Did those same people come visit you in the med bay? Probably not. Easy enough to tell someone that when they're not there for what caused it." He misses Rashmi too, and voices it by adding a, "Yeah…she kept everyone in line. I think Jinx too. I barely heard her peep while they were rooming together." There's a slow sigh, "Well, for what it's worth, I know that things aren't okay, and I mind. Maybe you should go home now that the threat is over?"
"Thanks James and I dunno, what Connor told me, about the future me and what I did to Jordan…it really got to me James." Robyn admits. "I mean maybe it was cause I was already feeling horrible as it was but the stuff he told me, I just have to make sure I'm not that person. And it's like when I see Lucas and Jinx they act like nothings happened, but shit did happen. I guess it's easy to forget when you have someone's arms to run into. But anyway, I plan on going home for at least a week. I think I need to get away from here, you do too. This place…I don't know anymore James."
"I am leaving," James reminds Robyn, "Got camping to attend to way up north. I'll be there for at least a week. Maybe longer…I dunno…I just know I need to get away for a bit." He taps on the desktop a few times, "Lucas and Jinx forget because they have one another in whatever way they have each other.” ??!!? “So, nothing outside that seems to matter right now. Which is kinda why I think this team thing will fail horribly and someone is gonna die." James nods deftly.
"I know, and I think it's a good idea, just…don't be gone too long. Rashmi and Jordan are gone, I don't need you disappearing forever too." Robyn says with a smile. "Hopefully not, the last thing I wanna see is someone else die. Maybe…that's why this shit was easier to deal with before hand, I had Jordan but now…I swear you're just as frustrated as I am with this stuff and I don't think I can come to you to just snuggle James." Robyn says with a slight smile.
James shrugs, disagreeing slightly, "No, just being a realist. I don't think the reality of the situation has really hit Lucas yet. It didn't me until Kenta started talking about strategies and teamwork. It's not all it's cracked up to be…which makes me kinda want to just be a team-of-one type. And with Tara 2.0 flashing off her powers whenever someone is feeling something she dislikes, well…how long until that backfires? Add in Connor, who never listens and you, who no one listens to, and…well…it's a disaster waiting to happen." He sighs and leans back in his chair, "If this wasn't such a colossal cluster fuck, I'd wash my hands of it." James looks up, probably seeming as tired and frustrated as Robyn says the hyena is. He avoids the topic of snuggling, his response, "Anyways…I got things calling my name." Judging by the ear twitch, he might mean literally.
Robyn stands up and reaches out to put a hand on James' arm before he leaves. "James…" He just shakes his head and doesn't get out what he wants to say. "Take care on your camping trip, I hope it's what you need and as for Connor…his heart is in the right place but he just had to stop guessing what's wrong and listen." And that's all he says. "I'll see you before I take off for my parents." He says before flopping down in one of the chairs and resting his head in his hands with a sigh.
