Deianira Athanasios

She knew she wasn't supposed to go out. She was supposed to stay on the premises and study, or mill, or something. Sometimes she grew restless, though, and this time was one of those times. She was distracted and full of wanderlust.

It was easy enough to sneak out, she was often up late at night anyway. She doubted anyone would miss her. She walked toward town, her sandals were flip-flops this time. They were pink and matched her t-shirt, her white skirt was the color barrier, even if there was the skin of her legs in between.

Amusing herself on the way, she half sung, half spoke to herself, made little ice-objects and watch them melt in her hands. She hated this time of year. It depressed her. How most people felt in the autumn, she felt in spring.

Victor Creed™

 Victor was just getting back to New York from a business trip to Japan. A few favors were called in and he performed a few contract kills for an old associate who he owed a favor to. It wasn't often Victor Creed paid people back but he decided time to pay up for once. That and he was bored so here he was, back fresh from the airport and looking to unwind and what better way than to rape and/or kill a few innocent people. And not necessarily in that order.

He walked the streets looking for a good target. Something that could keep air long enough in their lungs to keep screaming for him to seep it. It was fun to see how long the 'please please no no, oh god make it stop's' could go on before they either croaked or voice went hoarse, or some other pleasant course of amateur surgery. That movie Hostel was pretty tame but did give one some creative ideas. He walked along the sidewalk in a hooded jacket, his hair tied back in a ponytail.

Deianira Athanasios

Deianira always saw the good in people. Seeing a man in a hooded jacket and pony tail didn't make her pause for a moment. She was walking across the street from him, humming lightly to herself. It was too late for a girl this young to be out like this, but she didn't care. Dei was bored, and her boredom could be dangerous at times.

The fact that she didn't recognize him was another factor working against her. She lifted her hand and offered a wave, and a broad white smile. She was pale, she liked to stick to being out at night. She looked almost black and white, save for the bluish tinges to her very black hair.

"Hi. Nice night, huh?"

She thought it'd be a passing comment to a stranger who probably wouldn't give her a second look. Dei was too naive like that.

Victor Creed™

 He pauses a moment and eyes her. Surely she knew who he was. As much as Xavier's brats were probably taught about him and the rest of the Brotherhood. He went so far as to slip back his hood and if she didn't go running in fear into the night, he's smile back warmly. "Yeah. You don't get too many like this. Stars shinin' bright. Cool breeze. Just hate the heat, ya'know?" Sounding like a friendly stranger. He doesn't show her his fangs but figures she wouldn't be too surprised anyway being around as many mutants as she was.

Deianira Athanasios

Nope. It doesn't dawn on her. She was told about the Brotherhood, hell, her very first danger room session was that, but, Dei was often distracted and sometimes things didn't make it all the way into her head.

"I know! I hate the heat too. It sucks."

A little pendant, she made it, sort of. Silver circle with a blackened X engraved into it. She was an Xavier brat, alright, one that should be home in bed and not out in danger.

She didn't cross the street to him, though, but she stopped and put her hands onto her hips.

"You can see the stars better in the winter...moisture crystallizes and doesn't make haze." That...she remembers.

Victor Creed™

He looks up innocently. Surprisingly he can pull it off very well, acting like this. "Wow, didn't know that. You must know a lot 'bout cool weather. Speaking of which, I was just about to grab some ice cream to cool off. Hell, I think I'll get a gallon." He said in a joking tone, not even the slightest edge of menace of ill will.

Deianira Athanasios

 A glance either way, before she started across the street to him. There was a bounce in her step. If she pitched in, maybe she could get some too, though she slowed her steps, a slight worry crossing her face.

"I gotta warn you. I'm a mutant."

She let him know because some were scared of that. And the feel of her cooled aura around her would have made any one jittery, at least, anyone else.

Victor Creed™

He snorts, looking around a little nervously before taking off one of his gloves and revealing the claws on his hand. "Me too." He quickly replaces the glove when he sees someone coming, again, that nervous look.

Deianira Athanasios

"Ohh." He looked familiar. Maybe there was some dawning on her part. Regardless, she smiled and she tilted her head. "Well I know a real good place around here that sells real good ice cream, actually it's frozen custard, which is better and we could find something there. It isn't far I walk there all the time to get it. I like cold stuff anyway." Now that was a run on sentence that would make other gasp for air, yet, she didn't seem to be breathing...at all. She only took in air to speak.

"I'll pitch in."

Victor Creed™

 "Wow, you'd do that? You don't even know me and you wanna pitch in for my ice cream?" Sounding stunned but shakes his head. "Nah, I couldn't ask you to do that. I don't wanna impose."

Deianira Athanasios

"Mn. Well anyway, now that I hear it I want Ice cream." She grinned some and nodded down the street. "C'mon." She paused and she offered her hand then.

"My name's Deianira...you can call me Dei."

It was nagging on her. The familiarity. She squinted lightly.

"Do I...know you?"

Victor Creed™

He shrugs and smiles a little, making sure not to show his fangs. "Well....only if it's not too much trouble. I don't think I had quite enough for a full tub anyway." He shrugs. "I don't think so. I'da' remembered someone as nice as you. Help buy a big lug like me ice cream." Looks like that fogginess was starting to clear but not too soon. He could play the part a little longer. He extends a hand to her. "Name's Jason."

Deianira Athanasios  

She took his hand and shook it, ice was crusted between their hands sheltering from his heat. She shook his hand and laughed lightly. "Well, Kurt would probably think I'm nuts for being out so late."

I can take care of myself though, she thought defiantly as she started walking the way of the ice cream shop, luckily it was a 24 hour place. She supposed it was because of pregnant women..or something. The need to fill cravings or something. She gave him another glance.

"So ..what's your power? You look all...grr and stuff..I'm icy, but I think you could tell. Unless you're a moron, which..I don't think so."

Victor Creed™

Very straight-forward this one was. He glances at her and chuckles though. "Nah. I just look like this. I got nothin' really. That's why I wore the hood. I scare most folks just by walkin' down the street." He sounded kind of saddened by that. He bought a vanilla scoop with chocolate sprinkles. "I suppose you could probably make your own ice cream, huh?" He pays for it, scooping a few coins out of his pocket.

Deianira Athanasios

 She got mint chocolate chip. She grinned lightly. "Yeah, if I had cream and salt and mint, and chocolate and...stuff. Oh. And a machine to make it in. I bet I could make one though, out of ice, or something. I ain't no Ice Man, he's uber."

The way she spoke sort of annoyed people sometimes. She just went on with her happy nature, happy yet rebellious nature, which brought her out here in the first place.

"You...you look so famil..." she quieted some, stiffened. "..iar." Finishing the word and hoping he didn't notice.

Brotherhood. Scary-ass-man. He growled. Logan didn't like him or the topic of him. It was so very rare that Dei shivered, so it was strange now that she trembled.

"Well, okay, it was nice meeting you, but I gotta get home. The teachers? They worry."

Victor Creed™

He noticed and it's about damn time she figured it out. He was thinking she wouldn't notice until after he finally got her alone. He tilted his head while taking a bite of his ice cream, finally showing the very large fangs in his mouth. "You okay? You're shakin' like a leaf." Some of the real Victor's voice slipping into his tone.

"Well, okay then. Have a...safe walk home." His eyes lingered on her a moment before walking past her and out of the store. Once she walked out after him, he'd be gone. No footsteps outside of those while walking outside. As if he just disappeared.

He loved the chase. He so hoped she would run.

Deianira Athanasios

Shaking like a leaf, she hadn't shaken since the last time she felt cold, and she sure as heck wasn't cold. The vendor gave her an odd look when she dropped her cone, and shook his head when she left without even offering to clean it up.

"Dang..dangdangdang..." her heart was thundering up into her throat, yet she was still not breathing. She poked her head out the door, looked right and left.

"Sabre...sabresomething....with the grr and the ...ow." Wide eyed, she was trying to calm herself down. After a moment of not seeing him...she did, indeed, bolt back toward the school. Flip-flops were stupid-hard to run in, slapping at her heels every time she made a long stridden step.

Victor Creed™

She'd get a good distance away from the ice cream, shop. Nearly get halfway home when she would hear it. Footsteps behind her, heavy and loud but no other sound. Silence except for those lumbering footsteps.

Deianira Athanasios

"Ohhhkay, that's just your imagination. Forget about it." One flip-flop fell off, causing her to pause to slip it back on before she started running again. She was thankful that she wouldn't run out of breath as she ran, one of the benefits of not needing to breathe.

She looked back behind her, this was insane. How could an innocent walk turn into this?

"Go away!" Oh so scary and clever.

Sabretooth™

When she looked behind her, she'd see nothing. No sign of him, but when she started to run, the steps would sound like they were even closer, as it right behind her. Was she imagining it?

Deianira Athanasios

 "I swear, god, if you get me through this, I'll never leave campus again. I'll study my German, and I'll um...do stuff." Fear never let one think rationally, but at least her motor mouth still worked. It worked so well that it distracted her enough to make her fall to her knee, scraping it. That made her yelp a high pitched sort of yelp,

She let a ball of ice form above her hand, and it shot out in the dark at a high rate of speed, no aiming, she didn't have anything to aim at.

Sabretooth™

A loud thud in front of her as she began to shoot wildly. A hand grasped for her throat, tight like a vice. Tight enough to cut off breathing. More than that was the sharp pain of something sharp scraping across her neck. A few of them.

She'd be swung around like a rag doll and held forward, away from her captor. Claws from another hand would slide across her stomach, slicing the flesh there easily under the cloth.

Deianira Athanasios

 Since she didn't need to breathe, his choking her wasn't entirely a problem, however, the first feel of sting, scraping and slicing flesh. It made her squeeze her eyes tightly, whimper as best she could, and then...concentrate.

Her feet kicked out at him while ice started to form over her skin, between her flesh and his slicing claws, under his hand around her throat. The ice began to build on itself, getting thicker, making it harder to keep hold of her in such a way.

She grunted with effort, and tried to glance back toward the school's direction.

Sabretooth™

 Some of the ice, even growing under his grip, might start to crack and shatter under it. He was much stronger than he looked and that was saying something. A roar next to her ear then a laugh. An inhuman one. As if he was enjoying her trying to escape and struggle. Claws once more tried to rake across her back, deeper this time, really trying to make it hurt. But he was starting to have trouble holding on as the ice kept forming.

Deianira Athanasios

 Ice was forming everywhere over her form, even over her back, his claws met ice that was scratched simply. She was hoping that his grip would slip.

The inhuman roar brought, finally, a scream from between her lips, one that sounded full of terror. She had to get her wits about her, wits.

C'mon, she thought, THINK! Then a thought came to mind. He needed to breathe... She struggled to lift her hand up toward his nose and mouth, and ice bridged the gap between her hand and his face. It started to sneak over his lips, into his nostrils, up into his nasal cavity, down his throat as he seemed to be enjoying this, as his mouth was open to roar.

Sabretooth™

That sadistic smile grew even wider when he heard her scream. That sound was always music to his ears. Too bad the next moment, his nose and mouth started filling up with ice. That finally got him to release her and he coughed and choked. He tried gripping her by the shoulders and slamming her against the wall before she completely filled his lungs.

Deianira Athanasios

The grip was hard to come by as her shoulders were covered in ice. Hard to get a grip to actually do much damage. The ice at her back, however cracked some, but already, the cracks were being filled.

"Go away! Go away go away!"

There was a spark of hope that she could get away, that she could come out of this with only scratches and cuts and a big story to tell.

Her hand lost connection with the ice that was growing through his mouth, nose, and throat, so she pulled her hands back and coated them with ice, three perfect balls, about the size of ping pongs pulled away from the ice on her, and closed the very short distance between them very fast.

Sabretooth™

 He was still trying to swallow or expel the ice that was clogging his lungs when she nailed him with those ice pongs. He saw them coming but made no attempt to move. In fact, he moved a little more in their path, one going through his throat, and the other two through his chest. Point blank range could be very bad for someone less durable that Creed but there weren't many as durable as he.

He went back a few steps and kneeled down, a bit of his blood spilling the ground. He wasn't holding onto her anymore but now he was in her path. "*cough* Got me pretty good girlie. Guess the kids from Xavier's ain't all bad." The night light reflected on his eyes was causing the disturbing glow most animals had. Added to that toothy smile, made for one scary-looking mutant.

Deianira Athanasios

 "Jesus." Said under her breath. She stared at him for a few moments, she'd never ever drawn blood before, at least not on real people. Water melted from the ice mixed with blood on the ground, and it made her shiver involuntarily.

"Just...let me go home..and I'll..stop." As steadily as she could say it without the fright of the situation creeping up into her voice. She swallowed, yeah, she was so threatening, but oddly she might look bigger than she was decked out in ice armor, the air having a cool mist around it.

Three more balls formed before her, whirring around each other like they could pick up momentum. Might be a little reminiscent of the way Magneto had little orbs of metal whirring around now and then.

She slid slowly away from him, ready to let the ice fly if she needed.

Sabretooth™

 There was blood on his teeth as he smiled and seemed to paid no attention. If she hurt him, it didn't do much damage. In fact, he got up as if being impaled was nothing new to him. "What's wrong frail? Don't like seein' yer handy work?" He leapt at her from all fours and began slashing quickly and deeply as her ice armor, looking to make a crack inside.

Deianira Athanasios

The moment he twitched toward her, the ice flew at him, yet she was taken back by him. Another scream, high pitched, it carried in the cool night air. Falling back with a wild animal clawing at her only defense made her panic!

This time it wasn't just his mouth and his nose, it was his whole head, creeping up from his shoulders where her hands tried to push him away. The ice hardened up along the back of his head, under his chin, like she were encasing him in his own armor, only, he needed to breathe and it was getting closer and closer to his mouth, filling his eyes after it swept up over the top of his head.

The momentary shock of making someone else bleed was pushed aside by the sheer need to live. And she wouldn't stop making the ice grow over his head, and into his mouth and nose again, until he stopped, until he was off of her.

Sabretooth™

Again, he moved as if the ice hadn't hurt him at all even though they penetrated just as much as the last volley. If she managed to notice, the wounds were closing as quickly as she made them, sealing up just like Logan. However when she encased his entire head in ice; this make be a little more difficult to overcome. He fell backwards but turned over, trying to grip the ice from both sides with his claws and slammed his head to the concrete, trying to shatter it.

Deianira Athanasios

She scrambled back away from him as he managed to put cracks and chips into the ice on his head, but it was a warm night, cool by some standards, but no where near cold enough to support the being of ice. It would break and fall away soon the way he was throwing his head toward the concrete.

Deianira tried to scramble up to her feet, but even she had trouble getting ice to have friction with the cement, and it took her a few tries to get to her feet.

When the ice finally shattered, she turned and tried to get running again, all the while the ice was making it hard for her to move at any high rate of speed. She figured that it was better to protect herself than it was to run right now.

The shattering also made her scream again, she really didn't scream usually, but she never really had anything to scream about.

Nightcrawler™

He began to worry...

Dei was usually out and about at this time, and it turns out she has been out and about but not around the school.

He has been looking and finally...

Well as Dei picks up and run she'd see a familiar dissipating bluish-black cloud of particles and the twin would appear near Sabretooth, behind him actually and then leaps up to help him smash his head against the ground.

Sabretooth™

 Slamming his head up against the concrete once again, he saw the blue cloud but not in time to stop his skull from partially cracking but managed to shatter the ice around his head. Now he was a little upset. That was the second time she managed to suffocate him in the last few seconds and now blue devil decided to interrupt.

He'd slash at Kurt to get him to back away. Likely the elf was too fast for that but as Dei broke off into a run, he tried leaping on top of her with his full weight, at the same time, trying to grasp her hands at the wrists and keep her from freezing him again.

Deianira Athanasios

She stilled for a moment and her heart fluttered. She wasn't screwed. The tiniest of smiles crept across her features before it was pushed into a look of shock as she was dived upon again.

Her wrists were thicker due to ice surrounding them, it was hard to get a grip, and harder yet due to the face that everywhere he seemed to touch, ice would start to slip around his hands and wrists too, it was almost involuntary.

She knew she didn't have to say it, deep down inside, but panic and instinct took over for a rational...well mostly rational mind. "Kurt! Help me!"

Nightcrawler™  

Of course after he had landed on the back of Sabretooth's skull he had flipped off of it just as quickly, leaving the larger mutant's claws to slice through nothing but thin air.

And then as he landed and saw Sabretooth go after Dei he sprinted after him and tried to reach out with his tail and snag on of his legs to try and drop him back to the ground.

"Pay attention to me, dumbkopf! The more you ignore, the more trouble I will be!"

Sabretooth™

 Dei would be free to run back to the mansion as Kurt snagged him just enough so he could only grab her ankle.

Compound the face the ice growing around his hand as he did and she was no longer being held.

Roaring in frustration, he pushed off from the ground and back to Kurt, trying to slam both size 22s into his chest.

Deianira Athanasios

Her ankle grabbed tripped her up again, she stumbled forward and would have skinned her knee again were it not for the ice over her skin. She turned to observe the two, her dark eyes were wide with fear, and ...maybe a little pride.

The ice was crumbling off of her as she willed it to stop adding to the armor as the night air had been melting it from her.

She shook her head as she rose up to her feet, and again let three little balls of ice form, all three came up from her feet or from other sources of ice around her body, and she aimed the shot for Sabretooth's head this time. She felt a slight amount of guilt for it, for two against one here. She felt guilt for already making Sabretooth bleed from the ice that had punched into his chest.

Fear was one thing, but she wasn't about to leave Kurt here either. It dawned on her that he could easily get away...but it didn't feel right to just run now.

Nightcrawler™

He folded as the kick pushed all the air out of his lungs and dropped him to the ground, and he squinted his tail momentarily losing it's grip and then returning to Sabretooth's ankle as quickly...he couldn't fight, couldn't get up, and couldn't catch his breath but he could teleport and he could take Sabretooth with him.

Line of sight teleportation.

Of course he can't see much from his back, except the starry sky above...

So that's where he goes. Fifty feet, seventy, one hundred...who knows? But high as high as he could get in his current condition.

Sabretooth™

Creed was about to leap up to bring his feet down on Kurt and try crushing him in one more blow but an ice ball got him in the temple. Seeing red, he was ready to go after Dei again but in that split second, the ground and buildings seem to disappear. So does the ground. "....Shit. Not again...."

Deianira Athanasios

She ...blinked. "..wh.." For the moment she was...speechless. She glanced around, her hair was wet now, clinging to the sides of her neck, as were her clothes clinging to her. I felt a little better when the cool air blew against her, but that also made the sting of cuts and scratches noticeable.

She glanced down at her stomach, which was bleeding from the deeper slash he'd given her, the small of her back was just scratches really, and her knees looked like raw hamburger.

"Ow.."

Nightcrawler™

He grunted in pain.

"Gutten...nacht."

He touched his hand to his forehead at Sabretooth in a mock salute and then released his tail from around Sabretooth's ankle and pushed off of his body, enough to skew his flight path and send it quite out of control. High in the sky and quickly plummeting back down to earth? Very much Nightcrawler's element.

Then he teleported again, right back down to the ground as soon as it became clear, his teleport had the unusual effect of neutralizing momentum if he set it right, that was how those mid-air saves were possible. Of course he miscalculated and reappeared a good twenty feet over the ground and had to turn in mid-air and roughly shoulder roll against the ground before pushing himself back up into a crouch, then he glanced up before turning his gaze towards Dei.

"He'll...be back soon. Go!"

Sabretooth™

He landed hard on top of a passing ambulance, crashing through the back roof and landing on the patient bed where, luckily, there was no patient. He sat up and tore the door off the hinges getting out so fast.

Looking around to get his bearings, he wasn't too far away but the girl was likely hurt enough to be delayed and maybe the elf too. He ran back, trying to go quickly before they got to the school or Kurt ported them away.

Deianira Athanasios

There he was again, and there was another coming soon. She looked up in surprise hearing Kurt again, then turned and started to run toward the school. Dei wasn't exactly the fastest girl at school, but she sure as hell was one that could win a contest for stamina, a long run. Not having to breathe had it's benefits.

She glanced back toward the crash, the sound of the ambulance swerving and coming to a stop. Her eyes widened just a bit and she yelped.

The ground there was wet with blood and water, though the ice was melting from where she shrugged off her armor, and it was diluting the blood easily.

Nightcrawler™

More than a few of those is hard work.

He ran behind her, not on all fours...hurt his chest to bend, something felt...not so great. Not broken, he hoped, only bruised.

He could keep up with Dei though, his oddly shaped legs gave him a springing sort of a stride and the tail counterbalanced turns nicely, the hardest part was breathing. Just has to wait until he's ready to teleport again.

Bad fight. Took a horrible blow to the chest that he should have been easily able to dodge. Cyclops and Wolverine would be disappointed. But...he doesn't like to fight anyway, not for real. Too much adrenaline and fear and anger, not like the movies. Too much like being controlled by Stryker, always leaves him with an awful feeling, and nightmares. Sometimes even nightmares when he's awake. Faint. A little boy's voice.

Even now on the edge of his thoughts.

That was a great fall though, Kurt would think it impossible for Sabretooth to recover so quickly...

Sabretooth™

Kurt had obviously never talked to Logan about him because Creed was coming up on them fast. Their scent was getting stronger and he could smell the fear and desperation to get away, especially on the ice girl.

His pace quickened and soon he was only a rounded corner away but stopped just a few feet from them and peeked around. He decided to get a little more enjoyment from them before they managed to get back to the school. Looked like he winded demon boy.

They seemed to be too distracted trying to run for their lives to notice him so quickly so he took three big strides after turning the corner, leapt up, and aimed to bring his boots and weight down on Kurt's tail.

Deianira Athanasios

She glanced behind her again, past Kurt. There he was, that savage thing, and Kurt seemed tired. She was getting a bit drained trying to come up with all this ice, but there was a cool humid wind blowing off the ocean this week, that helped some, but not as much as she liked.

Instead of running still, she stopped and let Kurt pass her for a moment or two before she crouched to make contact with the ground. Ice snaked its way down the pavement toward Sabretooth, probably making it hard for him to run now.

Nightcrawler™

He never drags his tail as he moves, that's just asking for trouble.

It's close to nine feet long, rocking chairs are built to cause a limb like that pain.

Nevertheless when it gets stomped on, he yelps a bit; though the limb is really too tough to be hurt too much by something like that, and then immediately teleports a few feet away in response, now facing the source of the attack.

Sabretooth™

 The ice manages to slow him down once more. That is really getting irritating. The elf teleports away but since Dei tried so valiantly to help her protector, that leaves Creed in close proximity to her. He doesn't bother trying to grab her this time but instead, attempts to backhand her, claws out. That would make some nice slashes across her face and blood in her eyes if he managed.

Deianira Athanasios

A little fleeting amount of panic sets in, but then the backhand spins her, literally, claws send gashes across her cheek, pain that she hasn't experienced before. Instinctively, however, ice coats those gashes to stop the bleeding immediately, like a reflex, and from the ground her whole body, again, is starting to crackle with ice and she narrows her eyes as she tries to swipe out his legs from underneath him.

"That hurt, jerk!"

Nightcrawler™

"Get out of here!"

Bad enough she took advantage of his lenient nature and left the school after dark, making him look like a fool for not doing his job and making sure all the children were inside for a day...now he might have to be responsible for letting her die too.

Can't let that happen. No more death on his hands.

He jumps towards Sabretooth as though attempting a head on attack, but instead teleports in mid-leap and ends up behind him, turning to throw a roundhouse kick at the right side of his head to try to pitch him away to the side.

Sabretooth™

You gotta hate that teamwork but damn if Xavier's brat's aren't good at it. The combination roundhouse and swoop kick send him rolling to the concrete once more. He was dizzy for a few moments, trying to pick himself up, shaking his head. Now may be the only moment of weakness they have.

Deianira Athanasios

She hadn't meant to do that. She hadn't meant it to be that way. Dei was just like that sometimes, she wandered, she rebelled, she...lost track of thoughts. She didn't mean to hurt Kurt, or make him look bad. She hadn't meant for any of this. She just wanted ice cream.

She got up onto her feet again, and she turned toward the school, she had to push herself this time, run as fast as she could for her sake, and probably Kurt's too.

Nightcrawler™

He was finally starting to get his breathing back to normal after having the wind knocked out of him, he could concentrate a lot better...

So he dropped to all fours and ran that way, his abdomen still hurt a bit and made the motion painful but still practical, and he was able to speed ahead of Dei and then turn around to face her with his arms wide, waiting to catch her as he looked over his own shoulder for the farthest point he could see and teleport to, someplace high up. High places always felt safer to him, for some reason.

Sabretooth™

 As Creed clears the cobwebs from his head, he looks towards Nightcrawler and Dei just as the disappear. The crapes apart a few lines in the concrete when he gets up but he can't seem to get their scent anymore. All he can get is the sulfur.

Dammit. He starts to walk back to his hotel. He may not have been able to get his kill but at least he left a few scars. Mental as well as physical. He licked her blood away from his fingers.

Deianira Athanasios

When she was caught, she clinged, and she squeezed her eyes closed. She shook as the ice went away, save from the cuts on her face, like her body wanted it to be there. She buried her face into Kurt's shoulder.

"I'm sorry." Her voice was so small there in the night. "I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm so sorry."

It was all she could do not to sob her little heart out right there.

Nightcrawler™

 "Nevermind that..."

One more teleport, further on and closer to the ground...

He nudges her on.

"I can't carry you all the way, we have to walk to the infirmary..."

Deianira Athanasios

Dei nods some, to land on the ground now. She feels utterly worried, terrified almost. As scared as she was of Sabretooth, she was mortified at the thought that Kurt might be upset with her.

She lifted her hand to her cheek, touching the ice that covered cuts that she didn't know just how deep they were.

"I just...wanted ice cream."

Her voice sounded as wounded as she felt, but she glanced quickly to him, teary eyes full of regret.

"Ar..are you okay?"

Nightcrawler™

 He shook his head.

"Not really. But better than you..."

He idly buttoned the front of his coat as he walked on, not really having an easy time with it...buttons were not made for fingers as thick and few as his.

Deianira Athanasios

A half smile crosses her features, even as tears tumble down her cheeks. The ones that roll over the iced cuts freeze. She lifts her hand to her cheek and shakes her head.

"Thank you.."

She's trying not to outright sob, it's easy to when sobs need air. She just doesn't take any in, but after a few moments, one or two sneak out.

"He..was gonna ..kill me."

Nightcrawler™

 "Yes, he was."

He nods, leading the way through the gates and then heading towards the mansion.

Deianira Athanasios

Her left hand lifted to her lips, she twisted and played with her lower lip as she walked a much slower pace, partially limping due to the scrapes and cuts on her knees, and her right hand drops to the cuts on her stomach.

"..why?"

Nightcrawler™

"I don't know why..." he replies quietly.

Opening the front door for her.

"Just a bit further..."

Deianira Athanasios

 That's not good enough. Who would just kill a person because? Who? Apparently Sabretooth.

She slipped in through the door, tucking pin-straight wet hair behind her ears. She glanced to him as she passed him, her bottom lip and chin trembling.

"Are you angry?"

Nightcrawler™

 "Not yet..."

Not until he's sure that she's alright...then he's going to be angry.

Instead he just leads her into the infirmary and then tries to locate one of the more medically trained people in the mansion.

Deianira Athanasios

Nodding, she just sits in the infirmary, waiting to be checked on, probably get stitches here and there.

Silent through most of it, if not all of it, taking the sting of stitches and cleaning fluid in stride.

Inside, while being attended to, she was berating herself. That was such a stupid thing to do. She shouldn't have left. She should have recognized Sabretooth to begin with.

Nightcrawler™

 Meanwhile Kurt wanders off to confess.

He's got some explaining to do after all...

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