http://wantstobebatman.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] wantstobebatman.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] trans_92009-11-16 06:33 pm

Full Of Broken Thoughts, I Cannot Repair [Open, Set Post Funeral]

After the services the Doc had just needed a little peace and quiet. He'd never been one for funerals, felt awkward at the best of times and miserably guilty at the worst. Today had been the latter more than the former...

He settled into one of the little viewing rooms in the media library and lay himself out across the squishy couch, just looking up to the ceiling lost in thought as he listened to some music. For the moment he'd put in a request for an old favourite.

Anyone who stumbled on him would get treated to him softly singing along under his breath. He knows this one like the back of his hand.

[identity profile] raptorwithagun.livejournal.com 2009-11-17 01:47 am (UTC)(link)
Someone was making noise. Noise that made it hard for Red SNout to concentrate on his studies! He headed towards the source of this annoyance and poked his head into the viewing room with an annoyed growl. He brandished the omnicomm filled with beginning reader literature in one foreclaw.

"Be quiet! Some of us are attempting to learn!"

[identity profile] raptorwithagun.livejournal.com 2009-11-17 01:54 am (UTC)(link)
"If you must know, I am learning to read your human language. And I do not know this 'Johnny Cash' you speak of is. Is he a great shaman or warrior?" Red Snout cocked his head to one side, studying the good doctor intently.

[identity profile] raptorwithagun.livejournal.com 2009-11-17 02:51 am (UTC)(link)
"We have songs. Of a type." Red Snout clattered a bit closer, examining the kiosk. It took him a few moments, but he was slowly deciphering the lyrics, mouthing the words.

"Not quite like yours, human."

[identity profile] raptorwithagun.livejournal.com 2009-11-17 07:21 pm (UTC)(link)
"His words and music are pleasing enough." Red Snout admits. He taps through another page, frowning.

"This word continues to frustrate me. Hmph. Why is there an 'L' in the middle of 'could' if it makes no sound?!"

[identity profile] doctor-jeangrey.livejournal.com 2009-11-17 07:13 am (UTC)(link)
Jean had actually come to the media library to do some research on a few of the medical objects she'd yet to figure out, and smiled slightly hearing McNinja singing to his song.

Leaning against the entryway to the viewing room, she crossed her arms. "You know, you surprise me, Doctor. I never pictured you as a singer," she teased, obviously trying to lighten his mood.

[identity profile] doctor-jeangrey.livejournal.com 2009-11-17 10:39 am (UTC)(link)
Jean grinned and pushed off the entryway and moved, taking the seat beside him. "I do actually. I think my favorite song of his is Ring of Fire. But then I also like the song he did with Dave Matthews, For you. Have you heard it? It's really pretty."

[identity profile] doctor-jeangrey.livejournal.com 2009-11-17 10:51 am (UTC)(link)
Jean chuckled, "And why's that? And by classic, you're talking about Zeppelin and Pink Floysd, right? Though I have to point out that I do appreciate music from all eras. Well, not ganster rap, but I'm sure you understand that."

[identity profile] doctor-jeangrey.livejournal.com 2009-11-17 01:00 pm (UTC)(link)
"Well I suppose my taste in music depends on my mood. I like all of those, but I like stuff like Dido and Sarah McLachlan," she paused lowering her voice, "But I'll tell you a secret... I use to like New Kids on the Block when I was in third grade...."

[identity profile] doctor-jeangrey.livejournal.com 2009-11-17 01:19 pm (UTC)(link)
She giggled. "You do? Well they were the orignial boy band. And Batman?" She took a deep breath and got a serious look on her face. "My name is Jean Grey and I use to want to be Catwoman when I was little..." she confessed sounding as though she were at an AA meeting.

[identity profile] doctor-jeangrey.livejournal.com 2009-11-17 06:28 pm (UTC)(link)
"Really? I think you should," Jean announced with a firm nod of her head before leaning forward a little and resting her hand on his arm. "I'm sure he's not as intimidating once you start talking to him."

[identity profile] doctor-jeangrey.livejournal.com 2009-11-17 07:23 pm (UTC)(link)
"Well maybe you should... try not be a slightly hysterical fan?" Jean suggested as the corners of her lips twitched in amusement. "I thought you were suppose to be an all powerful ninja... Are you telling me you actually have weaknesses?" she teased lightly.

[identity profile] doctor-jeangrey.livejournal.com 2009-11-17 07:44 pm (UTC)(link)
"Well there goes everything I've ever thought about ninjas," Jean grinned. Though really what did she know of them outside of what the movies said about them? Not a whole lot.

"So just bullets huh? No ice cream or certain kinds of candy?"

[identity profile] doctor-jeangrey.livejournal.com 2009-11-17 08:20 pm (UTC)(link)
"Hey I wouldn't say I'm all powerful," Jean said with a smile, shaking her head. "I'm just like any once else... Only I can rolly chair people and head thoughts. I wouldn't say that's all powerful."

[identity profile] scarlett-flames.livejournal.com 2009-11-18 11:33 am (UTC)(link)
"Well you wouldn't be thinking that if you heard some of the thoughts of our fellow crew members," Jean pointed out with a wry grin.

[identity profile] doctor-jeangrey.livejournal.com 2009-11-18 12:09 pm (UTC)(link)
"I don't think it would be very... professional of me to share that information," she deadpanned before smiling. "But I will let you know that it involved hot dogs and edible body cream."

[identity profile] doctor-jeangrey.livejournal.com 2009-11-18 12:38 pm (UTC)(link)
"Yes, and now you know a little while being a telepath isn't all it's cracked up to be." she grinned. "Do I even want to know how he got stabbed with a lollipop?"

[identity profile] doctor-jeangrey.livejournal.com 2009-11-18 02:21 pm (UTC)(link)
Jean blinked. "Wooooow," she breathed out. "That's pretty... violent."

She thinks for a moment and changes the conversation a little. "I once had a mutant spit this nasty muscus at me. I couldn't breath until Scott..." she trailed off, and took a deep breath. "Until Scott blasted it off. That was probably one of the most disgusting things that's ever happened to me."