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Hayseed Hearthrob

Postby Ellie Phimister » Tue May 29, 2018 6:02 am

[color=darkviolet"Who else would I say sweet things to?"[/color] Not to belabor the fact that she was only intimately interested in the same, but her tone was still not Ellie-as-usual. Ellie could only wish that what was going on with her qualified as 'weird' because then there would be no end of older mutants she could go to and ask for help on this weird thing that she had no eartly business knowing how to resolve herself. She could only imagine Logan's response as something along the lines of "welcome to the club" only gruffer and Canadian wilderness'y. Piotr, bless his big heart, would try desperately to be supportive but Ellie was almost certain she knew more about relationships than he ever would. When was the last time the lug had even been on a date? She knew going to Scott would be an exercise in what not to do, and she already had grief with Jean who lets face it had chosen Scott once upon a time. That left Magneto... HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA... and Charles, who apparently fancied unhealthy relationships with mass murdering men which did her absolutely no good at all. So, there was Paige. Who was, pardon the pun, at least on the same page.

"Priorities are never a problem, I have a spread sheet in my google-docs." It was a sarcastic joke, even if a half-hearted one. Step in the right direction she supposed. "Oh yeah, any moment now Match will blow something up I'm sure. Or pop a bird out of the sky with one of those flash-bang things he does. Once he found out I was largely immune to physical damage he started using those on me in training, leaves my ears ringing every time he gets me." That wasn't necessarily true, he couldn't do the damage that created tenitus, not to her, but getting knocked violently to the ground had a way of leaving 'a gal', as Ben liked to reference, disoriented. Fair was fair, though. She'd gut punched him sixteen times before he'd figured out what to do about her at all. Then he'd freaked out when his first solution had genuinely frightened her, apologized endlessly. She'd gut punched him a few more times before his experimentations had found a relatively harmless way of reliably shutting her down. Now she sided with him whenever possible, because it sucked.

"The break up is what it is, she has things to work out and the way she deals with them just isn't for me. Sucks, but it's life. I have no problems with her outside of romance, so I'm not moping over her. And yes, I'm fully self-aware that I'm moping." Ellie wanted to be clear that she wasn't angry at or sad because of Theresa, that was a separate issue that wasn't even really to do with the other girl. It was Ellie's issue with Theresa's issue that was the issue that caused the break up. Theresa was completely justified in her issue and welcome to cope with it anyway she wanted. But that was a separate issue from why Ellie was moping. Thank the goddess, Paige seemed to understand that.

"I'm a loner, though. Other people come around, we do some stuff, and then they don't come around anymore. I was used to that. Then Theresa comes along and sticks and I get used to it... then she's not sticking anymore and I miss having someone around. Why? I was perfectly happy not having someone around before? Now I do what I always did and then suddenly want to turn around and share it with someone..." She made an energetic hand gesture like there was supposed to be somebody there and for some unknowable reason there wasn't. "I'm sure there is," she responded to Paige's offer of help. "I just have no earthly idea what."
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