Lyta Rose Braddock-Worthington (lytaworthington) wrote in marvel_nextgen,
@ 2010-02-03 14:24:00

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inactive - lyta braddock-worthington, misha loganovich, perenawska, team - x-men

Stealth mode
Having someone that can you teleport you to just about any given destination around comes in handy sometimes. Having decided to stay in New Orleans, Lyta had decided to gather up the remainder of her things from Xavier's.

Another good thing about having someone teleport right to your bedroom, it saved the mess of going through the Mansion, attempting to avoid people that would just ask why you took off so quickly only leaving a hastily written note behind.

Grabbing a suitcase, Lyta began to throw some of her clothes into it. She'd finish quickly and then call Irina to come and get her.

She was so busy making sure her clothes were neatly folded as she put them into her suitcase, she didn't even notice the door was open a teeny-tiny crack. Just open enough for someone to notice if they looked closely enough.

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	mishaloganovich 2010-02-03 06:50 pm UTC (link)
	"Or just bought new stuff," he continued. He leaned against the doorjamb with his arms folded. "You weren't even going to say good bye?" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	lytaworthington 2010-02-03 06:53 pm UTC (link)
	"I was..." She just stood there, fiddling with a t-shirt. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	mishaloganovich 2010-02-03 06:55 pm UTC (link)
	"Is there where I turn around and pretend I didn't see you?" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	lytaworthington 2010-02-03 06:58 pm UTC (link)
	"No...you can stay." She threw the t-shirt into her suitcase, not bothering to fold it. Then took it out and folded it before placing it neatly in the suitcase. "So...how's everyone? Better?" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	mishaloganovich 2010-02-03 07:00 pm UTC (link)
	"They're working on it." He watched for a minute. "What are your plans now, or are those classified?" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	lytaworthington 2010-02-03 07:05 pm UTC (link)
	"Oh. Good." She paused. "The Champions are really starting to take off, I think. I figured I'd stick around in New Orleans...see where it goes. Dad's been talking about setting up a branch of Worthington down there too, so I probably get involved there..." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	mishaloganovich 2010-02-03 07:07 pm UTC (link)
	He nodded. "That's good. I hope it's a success for you." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	lytaworthington 2010-02-03 07:11 pm UTC (link)
	"Thank you." She looked at him. "How've you been? You look..." She sighed. "Have you slept at all?" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	mishaloganovich 2010-02-03 07:17 pm UTC (link)
	"Sure, lots." He was surprised to find he had some anger inside him that she'd left with a note and didn't intend to be seen now. But he didn't show it now. "Just life as usual." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	lytaworthington 2010-02-03 07:23 pm UTC (link)
	She crossed her arms over her chest, raising an eyebrow. "Really?" He seemed a little on edge. Then again, she's the one sneaking in like she's done something wrong. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	mishaloganovich 2010-02-03 07:26 pm UTC (link)
	"Really." He straightened. "Did you need some help clearing your things out? I'd hate for you to have to sneak back in instead of going through the front door for something you forgot." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	lytaworthington 2010-02-03 07:42 pm UTC (link)
	"I think it's mostly just clothes...I can leave the desk and the t.v. for whoever moves in..." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	mishaloganovich 2010-02-03 07:45 pm UTC (link)
	"All right then. I guess I'll leave you to it." He didn't move. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	lytaworthington 2010-02-03 07:47 pm UTC (link)
	"I can stay." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	mishaloganovich 2010-02-03 07:52 pm UTC (link)
	He stood looking at her. It was on the tip of his tongue to say not to bother but that didn't come out of his mouth. "How long?" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	lytaworthington 2010-02-03 07:56 pm UTC (link)
	She looked right back at him. "As long as you want me too." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	mishaloganovich 2010-02-03 08:10 pm UTC (link)
	It took a second..several seconds for that to sink in. Then he was across the room and hugging her. "What in the world am I going to do with you, Feathers?" he asked with his face buried in her hair. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	lytaworthington 2010-02-03 08:15 pm UTC (link)
	Her head rested up against up against his shoulder. "Send me straight to my room after dinner without desert?" A small smirk rested on her face. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	mishaloganovich 2010-02-03 08:19 pm UTC (link)
	"I think you should be sent straight to my room for dessert," he said with a laugh. "I missed you, you know that?" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	lytaworthington 2010-02-03 08:24 pm UTC (link)
	"I thought I was being punished?" Her smirk grew into a wide grin. "I missed you, too. I really did." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	mishaloganovich 2010-02-03 08:27 pm UTC (link)
	He kissed her in the vague area of her ear (he couldn't tell through her hair) and let go enough to look her in the face. "You know I'm terrible at punishing the wife." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	lytaworthington 2010-02-03 08:43 pm UTC (link)
	"No punishments, then." She smiled. "How about a date then? I'll treat you to a night on the town." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	mishaloganovich 2010-02-04 08:34 am UTC (link)
	"We'll talk about punishments later," he said. No one kept him on his toes like Lyta did. "A date? Is this a suit and tie or a jeans and jacket date?" He leaned back in to whisper teasingly in her ear. "In the city where my other, more private bedroom is?" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	lytaworthington 2010-02-04 12:07 pm UTC (link)
	"It's whatever kind of a date you want it to be," she whispered back before placing a long, slow kiss on his lips. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	mishaloganovich 2010-02-04 04:23 pm UTC (link)
	Anything he might've said was lost. He pulled her closer to sink into the kiss. "I think," he murmured against her lips when the kiss reluctantly ended, "that we should start with dessert and go from there. If you're game." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)