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Kitty Pryde	Kitty is down working out in the X-men's Gym. She doesn't need any of the huge weight sets used by Colossus or Rogue, or the superspeed treadmills Kaydin might use, or even the different gymnastic apparatus consisting of moving hoops, bars and other objects that Kurt might flip around acrobatically through. No, she did a normal weight workout, meant for normal humans. And now she's running on a treadmill. "It's been awhile since I've done that simulation with Logan in Japan," she comments to herself as she jogs on the moving surface, wearing a pair of spandex shorts and a workout top. "I should probably run it again. Especially now winter is here," she adds, remembering how cold that time was, both in real life and the simulation.
Rachel Grey	Rachel isn't often found in the gym. To her mind, the gym can never match the things the real world, real combat, throws at you. But for once, she actually slept, and well. So she got a late start, which means there are more people out and about on the grounds, and the gym is actually less crowded than the campus is. In joggers and a tank top, she's making her way to one of the treadmills, not realizing Kitty is at the adjacent one until she's gotten up to speed. A faint smile ghosts across her features as she looks over. "Could just wait until it snows, do it outside," she suggests.
Kitty Pryde	Kitty grins over to Rachel as she sees her friend take the treadmill along side. "Nah, not for this training. It started Logan pushing me off a path on a Japanese mountain cliff over a swiftly running winter. In the middle of a winter that it turns out was being made much worse by the Casket of Eternal Winters from Asgard. And the training just got tougher from there. Hard to simulate here," Kitty says. She's running at a good clip, enough she's breathing hard while she talks. "Did your Kate ever tell you about all of that? About Ogun getting into her head to try to make her kill Logan?" she asks. It might be tough to pick up from her voice, given she's running, but there's a little tension in Kitty as she brings it up. More likely, Rachel might sense the emotions from her on it.
Rachel Grey	"We talked...about a lot of things," Rachel answers, warming herself up at a good clip. "Especially after I first got to the resistance, after...There was a lot of stuff to work through. Logan was there too, though," she adds, looking over with a small smirk. "And I don't know your Logan all that well, but ours wasn't a whole lot for talking things through."
Kitty Pryde	Kitty gives a soft laugh. "Same Logan then, every universe I'm sure," she says. "Though somewhere there's probably one who is a Calgary Flames fan that would be like anti-matter if he comes into contact with our Logan," Kitty adds, along with more laughter. The soft sounds of their footfalls fills the room as they slowly chew up the miles on the treadmills. "It's, yeah, not really one of those good stories. Though it ended ok," Kitty says. Though Rachel can sense some dark emotions inside around it. Also, there's a brief thought of Jason Todd associated with it. Perhaps that's why Kitty delays getting into it for the moment. "Before I forget, wanted to make sure you heard the news about Sebastion? He was destroyed, along with, we hope, the bulk of the new sentinels he was making. There are still some parts out there and we're tracking some of them to somewhere in Canada. But, the odds of our future turning into yours, has hopefully gone down greatly. Trask in custody, Sebastion gone, all of it," she says.
Rachel Grey	Rachel runs at a comfortable lope, as if she could go all day. Maybe she can. They called them Hounds, and they used them like hounds. Running is almost second nature to her. "I'm not sure it counts as a Logan if it's not crusty and grumpy," she muses. "I ran into someone who said he was his son a while back. He was...friendly. It was weird. Hot, but weird." Picking up on those spikes of emotion, she casts a sidelong glance toward Kitty, though she doesn't press. Yet. At the news of Sebastion, she simply nods. "Yeah, I heard some. It's good. I mean. Yeah. It's good. I'm not sure if I trust it, but honestly, I don't know if that's because I really think there could be some part of him that escaped, or if it's because I don't know how to exist without that to fight."
Kitty Pryde	Kitty jogs alongside Rachel. "I wish we could win the war on hatred and prejudice, but I'm afraid we never will. There will always be a fight there. But, not always the kind you had to face. With luck," Kitty says. "I know it's been a big adjustment for you, going from guerilla warfare to our trying to live by Charles's dream and coexist. Set a good example. I'm proud of you what you've done though, Rachel. I think your parents and Kate would be proud too. You've had a tough time of it, and you've helped make an entire world here, better for it," Kitty says. She runs alongside Rachel, and finally says, "Ogun was this ninja sorcerer. Centuries old. He'd actually been someone who had trained Logan at some point in the past," Kitty says.
Rachel Grey	Rachel smiles faintly at the praise, quiet for a moment as she ups the speed on the treadmill. "I'm less of a dumpster fire, I believe is the saying," she chuckles, though the self-deprecating humor of it isn't much of a cover for the question of just what she's going to do next. Which means she's quick to take on the change of subject, glancing over again. "Sure, ninja sorcerer, that's a thing," she replies, smile flickering again. Her bar for weird is considerably higher than most. "Logan's good at making enemies. Sometimes I wonder if it's just a function of people being //so mad// they can't actually kill him."
Kitty Pryde	Kitty laughs. "That is a saying," she agrees but also moves on from the other topic. Haven't brought Ogun back up in part for thinking Rachel probably wouldn't want to spend too much time on being praised. Kitty laughs. "Probably. Well in this case it wasn't Logan's fault. I... I'm not actually sure, to be honest, but I think they were maybe still on decent terms? Or... maybe not. Well, anyway, the way it went down..." Kitty pauses a moment, sighing. "Well, Dad had to sell the family bank. And the buyers turned out to be a front for the Japanese Yakuza, looking for places overseas to launder money. Launder money that means, take money they gained illegally and fake it having a legitimate source so the government doesn't wonder where it all came from. Loaning money to others can be manipulated to do that." After catching Rachel up on 2027 white collar crime, Kitty continues. "So, I overhead them threatening Dad. I stowed away on his plane to Tokyo with them to meet the higher ups. And I busted in on their meeting to take him away. Ogun was there as muscle. And he saw me phasing. So, the way he's lived so long is he takes over the bodies of others to live on. And when he saw my mutant power at work, he decided he wanted me for his next vessel to keep living on."
Rachel Grey	"Sell the family bank," Rachel echoes, smile flickering again as she mulls that over. "That sounds like it's got a whole different sort of story behind it about how things work. But yeah, I get it. Some things are pretty consistent with the bad guys, right? See something you like you wish you had, take it the way you can." She tilts her head, pausing thoughtfully as her feet pound the treadmill. "Not that you aren't a great vessel or anything, but doesn't that seem a little bit wasteful if his current vessel was still good for being Yakuza muscle?"
Kitty Pryde	Kitty's footfalls thud softly on the ever-turning treadmill. In front of them the room is projecting a path through a forest to provide some entertainment during the possible monotony of jogging. Though for Kitty, recounting the story keeps that from being needed. "He was much older. I was only fifteen at the time. And, no mutant power. At least as far as I know. So for him, he considered it an upgrade I'm sure," Kitty says. She casts a jokingly baleful look over at Rachel. "What!? Are you saying I wasn't an upgrade!?" she says with mock offense before grinning. "Well, long story short. He captured me with... ok I was going to say ridiculous ease but actually it was a very long chase. Just I was pretty impotent during it. All I could do was run. Even phasing through things he kept up, or anticipated me. Finally he paralyzed me. I couldn't phase without risking falling into the earth and suffocating. After which, I don't remember parts of this. But he implanted part of himself in my head. At the time I felt like I'd lived my entire life under his tutelage in Japan. I ended up with ninjutsu skills that Logan later told me were more than a person could amass in a single lifetime. So Logan, I'd called the Mansion for help after we landed in Tokyo, he was the only one there. So he comes to Tokyo, and Ogun sets me to kill him. If I had, I'd have given up the last the parts of myself and that part of him in my head would have taken me over for good. Logan beat me. Barely." Kitty looks over sternly before Rachel can say otherwise. "I said barely!" she grins.
Rachel Grey	"Hey, psychic downloads are no joke," Rachel grins at the protest. "Like, uh...what's the movie? I know kung fu? The Matrix!" She runs a few more strides, thoughtful. "So sorcerer, not a mutant. For sure? Because I feel like putting yourself into someone else's brain sounds like psychic stuff to me." Another few strides. "Really hard psychic stuff. I don't think I could pull that off without things going very, very badly. For everyone involved."
Kitty Pryde	Kitty gives a shrug of her shoulders while she runs. "He might be a psychic. Maybe even probably is. I think Logan knew him a lifetime ago, and back then probably 'sorcerer' was a catch all for all sorts of stuff? In any event, he was able to do it. So, Logan broke the worst of his hold on me. But he said Ogun would keep coming, and it was still in there, that part of me. I wasn't the Kitty you know now. I just phased, I didn't really learn to fight at all. So Logun trained me in ninjutsu so I'd have a chance when Ogun came," she says. Kitty chuckles. "Which started with the shove off the cliff into the frigid river. Diving in and telling me to keep up. Long runs through knee deep snow. Leaving me lying there when I collapsed to either crawl back or not make it. I had to grow up, and do it fast," Kitty says. "It was the toughest of love, but it was still love. Don't quote me on that to Logan, he'd just growl," Kitty says. "So, ah, still a long story. But, Logan and Yukio and I, well we got our butts beat several more times by Ogun, but eventually Logan and I beat him. I had the chance to kill him and I didn't. As we were leaving, he lunged at us and Logan killed him. Destroyed his mask which was somehow tied to his powers and longevity, I think." Kitty taps her head. "Thing is, he's dead. But I've still got a psychotic ninja in my head, Rachel. I get urges sometimes but I suppress them. I worry what would happen if I ever gave into them. I came close to it, during some stuff that happened with Illyana, and Limbo. But I've endured."
Rachel Grey	Rachel nods, running in silence. When she finally speaks, it's with careful words, slow and spaced, like walking over swampy ground. "Just because something is in your head doesn't mean..." She pauses, grimacing. "I get it," she says instead. "I do. When I see people, when I meet people here, the first thing I think about it how I would take them down. Bring them in. Beat them. I can't help it. It's not how I chose to be. But they pushed that into me so hard, it's always going to be there. And sometimes I'm going to have to use it. If we're attacked by other mutants? I've got it. But...it's about //how// I use it. Not that it exists."
Kitty Pryde	Kitty gives a little nod as she runs alongside Rachel. "It think it's like that. But, it won't just affect my decisions if I let it, it'll active spread. That's what it was there for. Or, I don't know. That's what I got out of the Professor when I got back," Kitty says. Kitty's thoughts are so strong that Rachel can't hardly help but pick them up now. That darkness in her head she blames for the split with Jason Todd. He has his own darkness of some sort he was afraid he would lose himself to. And he knew of Ogun, and worried if he fell, he would bring down Kitty too. Kitty runs in silence. She knows telepaths, knows Rachel will have heard those thoughts. She adds into what can be heard, that she's ok. Kitty says around, "He's back in Gotham. We talked. We're good. Both, moving on. Just, you know how it can be. I love Pete, and he's my future. But it won't mean I won't worry about Jason too," she says.
Rachel Grey	That slight smile - so rare - flickers across Rachel's features once more. Gratitude, for not having to ask. "So the Peter thing is working out, huh?" she asks rhetorically. "That's good. Weird, but good," she teases gently, upping the pace on her treadmill and starting to run in earnest. This isn't running just to run. This is the chase. "There are a lot of damaged people in this life, Kitty," she says once she's settled into her pace. "Like. Really. Deeply. Damaged. In ways that I'm not sure can ever be fixed. Not really. Most of us are just trying to at least use our damage in a way that keeps other people from getting damaged. The way I see it, if we make it out of things without damaging each other, we're ahead of the game."
Kitty Pryde	Kitty Pryde smiles over to Rachel. "And I think you are succeeding in that," Kitty tells her friend. "I'm really glad you came to us, Rachel. Both for you, hoping you find a better life here, a happier one, than what you had to come from. But also, we're the better for knowing you. I definitely am the better for it," Kitty says. She turns up the treadmill, doing a sprint for the end, running the last half mile at nearer to full tilt for her. Finally she slows it down to a cooldown pace, just lightly jogging. "Yeah, it's going really good with Peter. We both had scares. Me the coma and him... someone came gunning for him. Neurotoxin designed for him. But we made it through, and we're stronger than ever." She turns off the treadmill, grabbing a towel to dab at her face, and then taking a drink from a bottle of water. "How about you? Anything new worth sharing going on in your life?" she asks.
Rachel Grey	"My life is..." Rachel laughs, shaking her head even as she runs. "No. With the Sentinels handled, with being here, I'm...pretty much at loose ends. A lot of training. A lot of danger room time. A lot of running. A lot of patrolling. If Sebastion's really gone, then I'm going to have to start putting some real thought into what I'm going to do with this life I've suddenly got. Who I want to be." She turns down the speed on the treadmill, hopping off and grabbing a bottle of water. "I can't remember the last time I didn't have a mission, Kitty. So I'm going to have to find one. Soon." Restless energy still seems to spark off of her. "I'm gonna go take a lap around the grounds. But I'm happy for you and Peter," she adds with a small smile. "I really am."