2009-08-11: Teammate Bonding


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Summary: Addison and Kenta chat for a bit.

Date: August 11, 2009

Log Title Teammate Bonding

Rating: PG

Xavier Mansion - Japanese Gardens

A large area of the grounds is landscaped with a Japanese Garden. A river filled with coi fish runs through the middle with a wooden bridge. There is even a small waterfall splashing on the rocks. Bamboo can be heard clacking on the rocks. A small statue of a Buddha can be found in various places. The trees hang over the area and when the flowers are in bloom, it brings a variety of color to the peaceful landscape.

Sitting out in the Japanese Gardens, guitar in lap with a cigarette dangling from his mouth is Kenta. He's struming away lightly playing, just improvising what ever comes to mind. It's one of those nights where he's in a mood where he doesn't want to be aournd too many people, let alone kids, so Kenta's escaped to the quite of the garden.

His head's been pounding. Holding his shields tightly, Addison escapes to the quiet of the gardens, not really looking for anyone or anything, save peace. His hair is down, flowing about his body as he walks, slowly. He's actively blocking right now, to NOT feel any minds around him.

It's hard to miss all that red hair, especially when one has regular practice with Addison. With a wave, Kenta smiles at his X-force teamate and stops playing, taking the cigarette from his mouth. "Hey Addison, what brings you out here?"

"No buzzing minds with hormones enraging, engorging, and encapsulating their thoughts." The telepath says softly as he looks up towards Kenta with a half a grin. Addison runs a hand through his hair and goes to sit at a bench nearby Kenta, but not right there

"Yeah, makes me glad I can't feel that stuff." Kenta says as he doesn't really know any of the students that well, or many people at the school for that matter. He's kind of been a bit of a loner once he's done with training or teaching. "So you and Brian are becoming close?"

There's a light tinting to Addison's cheek at that question. It's hard to see in the darkness, but if anyone can,, it's there. "You… could say that." His voice is a little lighter than before. "We have such… similar histories. Different enough to stand apart. Close enough to be able to relate. One of the only people that actually can, I think."

"Brian and I were roomates once, we were close, but just things happened, I lost ten years of my life and we grew apart." Kenta mostly blames himself for that. "I didn't know how to handle things and I think I kind of pushed him away, I wasn't there when he needed a friend, none of us where. Hell I couldn't handle things myself so it was tough to support him when my life was falling, and did fall apart." He says with a shrug. "Sorry, I'm just rambling."

"Which is probably why we're all together. We're the ones with the broken lives that haven't managed to put things into perspective, thus having problems within ourselves that prevent us from mastering who and what we are." Addison says thoughtfully. "But if the friendship has been there, I'm sure it can easily be renewed…" He says, considering things.

"Yeah, him and I actually jammed a bit recently something we haven't done since we were kids." Kenta says with a chuckle. He takes a last drag of his cigarette before he goes to start playing again. "Oh and I don't know if Brian told you, but him and I are going to drag you into the city to see a show. I'll find some local band or something, have a night out, maybe feel…normal again."

"Normal? I don't know what normal is in this world." Addison says with a bit of a chuckle before he realizes he is going to be dragged out. "for that matter, I don't even know what to wear out here. I'm still getting used to having a selection of clothes to choose from."

Kenta chuckles and shakes his head. "I used to be so concerned with fashsion, I had better fashion tastes that my girlfriend. I had such an ego back then and just…I miss it in a way. The carefree life I used to live. I was so sure I was going to be a rockstar, that was all I ever wanted." Kenta says with a definate longing in his voice. "I used to know normal but when you lose ten years of your life, be forced to do things you'd never want to do…"

"When you have to fight on the front lines of a war you never wanted to be a part of, and as soon as you win, have your mind and body controlled against your will for several years to be part of a leading attack group to take over another world?" Addison asks with a bit of a grin. "I know. But we grow and go forward."

"I wasn't force into a war, we were kidnapped by some alien race, experimented on and forced into gladiatorial combat, but like you probably were, we were force to kill." Kenta explains as he realizes that X-Force really has some interesting members on the messed up scale. "I dunno, what bothers me is it was all done for entertainment and the fact that what was ten years for us, turned out to be a month."

"And the one that took over our world to take over this one was FROM this world… with a vendetta against the X-Men." Addison says with a nod. "We grow. We move on. We'll survive it. Though, admittedly, missing that many years and coming back to everything being the same would freak me out…"

"I think the problem is, I'm having trouble moving on." Kenta says taking out another cigarette and lighting it. "Everyone who I went through it with, we all just kind of….I dunno. I think losing Daphne is the hardest part." He hasn't talked about her in ages or even said her name.

"I could probably push it out of your mind, but I know that's not the right way to do it…" Addison says softly before shaking his head. "Sorry. Farouk influence. And with lives like ours, who knows how they'll change in the next two weeks."

"I have a son, pushing it out of mind would be…weird. Also that's just running away." Kenta says with a shrug. "I'm just happy Armande doesn't remember any of it. Yeah, maybe I just have to start letting people in again and just remember how to enjoy life with out feeling so disjointed."

"That's part of the problem I'm having. Letting people in and out. But, I also have to get them OUT of my head." Addison laughs slightly. He thinks about things and shrugs. "Dunno. Maybe it's just those first steps that are always so hard."

Kenta runs a hand through his hair and nods. "Yeah, and again, I'm glad I don't have the head problem. I just hope I don't ever get into your head too much." He says with a bit of a chuckle. "But anyway, we really should go out, you, Brian and I soon, to a show. It'd be fun, relax, have a few beers."

"Well, I'm technically not old enough for the last part yet." Addison says witha chuckle. "But, sure. I don't mind getting out. I… rarely get out as it is. I'm just a little scared of being out there."

"Well when I was a teenager and technically not old enough, I was horrible." Kenta says with a laugh. "I still don't know how I got away with most the shit I did while a teenager here. I swear I used to be so good at getting out of trouble." He says shaking his head. "Well if you're out there with friends, we at least have eachother's backs right?"

"True. I just… I'll be ok. My shields are getting better." Addison says with a firm nod. Even if he's not sure of himself, he'll make sure he IS ok.

Kenta stretches and finishes off his second cigarette. "Okay well, I think I should head back home to New York, my parents are watching Armande and I want to spend some time with him before bed time." Kenta says standing up with a smile. "We gotta talk more Addison, just…I dunno, maybe be more than just teamates." He says with a nod.

"Just reach for me. I'm always around." Addison says with a nod. "I'm not the most social person, but I'm trying to break past all of that."

"I'm not anymore, though I want to be a bit of my old self again. And thanks Addison, for listening to my ramblings." Kenta says with a nod and smile as he slings his guitar behind his back and starts to walk back up to the school.

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