In Remembrance of Years Past
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dorksidefikerTitle: In Remembrance of Years Past
Author:dorksidefiker
Fandom: New Mutants
Table/Prompt: Table 7/34. Remember
Character/Pairing: Illyana, Sam, Xi’an, Dani, Roberto, Doug
Rating: PG
Word Count: 315
Summary: It’s Illyana’s birthday, and she’s in no mood to celebrate.
Authors Notes/Disclaimer: Written for iambickilometer.
Illyana Rasputin ignored the constant tap-tap-tapping on her door. Her eyes were closed, her feet resting on the opposite thigh and her hands on her ankles. Today, despite what everyone else seemed to think, was just a day like any other. No reason to make a fuss, certainly no reason to celebrate.
“We have caaaake,” Roberto called from the other side of the door.
“That’s nice,” Illyana replied, finally breaking her self imposed silence. Internally, she cursed herself. She had been sure that if she’d remained silent, they would eventually leave her alone. Or maybe think that she wasn’t there.
“Illyana? You alright?” Dani asked. “Nobody’s seen you all day.”
Illyana didn’t answer her. She was granted a few minutes of peace before Xi’an called out her name from the other side of the door. Illyana went right on ignoring her; she just had to wait them out. Sooner or later, they would leave her alone.
“Illyana? You ain’t naked in there, are ya?” Sam asked just before she heard the sound of her lock being broken open. Sam peered in, ignoring Illyana’s death glare. There was a stupid sparkly party hat perched on top of his head. “Look, it was this or ‘Berto was gonna break down your door.”
“We’re not going away!” Doug added, pushing the door open a little more. He too was adorned with a party hat. “If you don’t come out, we’re coming in. Warlock first. I don‘t want to intrude, but it‘s only going to get worse from here.”
Illyana grunted, unfolding herself from her position and grumpily marching to the door.
Author:
dorksidefikerFandom: New Mutants
Table/Prompt: Table 7/34. Remember
Character/Pairing: Illyana, Sam, Xi’an, Dani, Roberto, Doug
Rating: PG
Word Count: 315
Summary: It’s Illyana’s birthday, and she’s in no mood to celebrate.
Authors Notes/Disclaimer: Written for iambickilometer.
Illyana Rasputin ignored the constant tap-tap-tapping on her door. Her eyes were closed, her feet resting on the opposite thigh and her hands on her ankles. Today, despite what everyone else seemed to think, was just a day like any other. No reason to make a fuss, certainly no reason to celebrate.
“We have caaaake,” Roberto called from the other side of the door.
“That’s nice,” Illyana replied, finally breaking her self imposed silence. Internally, she cursed herself. She had been sure that if she’d remained silent, they would eventually leave her alone. Or maybe think that she wasn’t there.
“Illyana? You alright?” Dani asked. “Nobody’s seen you all day.”
Illyana didn’t answer her. She was granted a few minutes of peace before Xi’an called out her name from the other side of the door. Illyana went right on ignoring her; she just had to wait them out. Sooner or later, they would leave her alone.
“Illyana? You ain’t naked in there, are ya?” Sam asked just before she heard the sound of her lock being broken open. Sam peered in, ignoring Illyana’s death glare. There was a stupid sparkly party hat perched on top of his head. “Look, it was this or ‘Berto was gonna break down your door.”
“We’re not going away!” Doug added, pushing the door open a little more. He too was adorned with a party hat. “If you don’t come out, we’re coming in. Warlock first. I don‘t want to intrude, but it‘s only going to get worse from here.”
Illyana grunted, unfolding herself from her position and grumpily marching to the door.