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<td valign="top">[[Image:Jpb.psd.png|left]]'''[[Jean-Paul Beaubier]]''', a prominent sports star before his X-factor status resulted in him being stripped of his Olympic medals, is also a vocal defender of mutant and gay rights. Orphaned at a young age and separated from his twin sister Jeanne-Marie, the Quebecois went from humble origins to join Canada's experimental mutant team, Alpha Flight as "Northstar". It was with this team that he was reunited with his sister, their relationship always a rocky one. When he joined the X-Men for a time, interested in teaching the next generation of mutants, Jean-Paul's flight, speed and invulnerability proved valuable. He returned to Canada after only three months, however, as Jeanne-Marie's mental state became more unstable and they decided to seek treatment for her. It proved to be an unsuccessful plan, Jeanne-Marie turned violent, accidentally killing Jean-Paul's beloved cat and injuring him before fleeing. He spent a year searching unsuccessfully for her, before returning to the school to resume his teaching position. It was not without turmoil, as an old enemy resurfaced and a [[Mnemovore|new one came close to taking his sanity]]. There was an unexpected benefit in the form of Jeanne-Marie's sudden return, drawn by his pain, but eventually Jean-Paul agreed that some distance from the school would help his recovery and the twins relocated to Muir Island. It was he who disappeared next, leaving Muir when he discovered he was unable to control his powers, eventually returning to New York where he spent two years, working for X-Factor Investigations and continuing to try and deal with his trauma. With the [[Genosha_Arc|Genosha incident]] destroying what progress he had made, Jean-Paul decided to return to his roots, leaving for France in June 2012.
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<td valign="top">'''Moment of Awesome - [[Rachel Kinross-Dayspring]]:''' ''Looking to save [[Age of Apocalypse|her world from destruction by Apocalypse]], Rachel seeks out the only one who can send her back - [[Xorn]].''
  
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That was that then.
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He was refusing to help.
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Rachel shook her head in despair and buried her face in her hands, so close to tears that it hurt to hold them in.
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“You are my only hope right now of saving my world. I don’t—I can’t—“ Her frustration was vented in a loud, frustrated sigh. “Tell me, what can I do to convince you to help me; to help my world. We have exhausted all avenues. I need this, Xorn. There is no other way.”
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~~You ask/request/beg a favour/boon/wish? Curious/Interesting/Intriguing? And what do you have to offer/barter/trade, Rachel Dayspring-MacTaggart?~~
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“Nothing,” she said, almost flatly. “Nothing but my life.” Which she would gladly give.
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~~You are correct/right/accurate. It will cost/take/sacrifice your life to accomplish. Should I proceed?~~
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There was a sharp inhale on her part, but the breath she released was quieter as she straightened to stare at Xorn, a glimmer of hope in her eyes. Would she, despite her fervent declarations and staunch promises, give her life for so slim a shred of survival?
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“Yes.” Her voice was soft – almost a whisper. “Please.”
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~~Easily said. As easily done/completed/fulfilled?~~
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The mountainside around her melted away, stripped to atoms and sent spiralling down a vortex behind her. She didn't have time to move or even react before the universe seemed to particalize and then stream away in all directions. She was cast off, bouncing between invisible forces, tumbling end over down in a manic freefall. Riots of colour fought immense sounds and sublime smells and intense tastes; every sense overwhelmed. She could have died of fright or laughed with joy, unable to separate out each emotion, throbbing like they had been discovered for the first time in her life. She screamed, she laughed, she wept, she raged, she shook from angry and orgasmed from passion; her mind felt untethered as her body flew, fell and floated, unable to make the distinctions any longer.
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Latest revision as of 19:15, 1 January 2021

Moment of Awesome - Rachel Kinross-Dayspring: Looking to save her world from destruction by Apocalypse, Rachel seeks out the only one who can send her back - Xorn.


RachelKinrossDayspring.jpg

That was that then.

He was refusing to help.

Rachel shook her head in despair and buried her face in her hands, so close to tears that it hurt to hold them in.

“You are my only hope right now of saving my world. I don’t—I can’t—“ Her frustration was vented in a loud, frustrated sigh. “Tell me, what can I do to convince you to help me; to help my world. We have exhausted all avenues. I need this, Xorn. There is no other way.”

~~You ask/request/beg a favour/boon/wish? Curious/Interesting/Intriguing? And what do you have to offer/barter/trade, Rachel Dayspring-MacTaggart?~~

“Nothing,” she said, almost flatly. “Nothing but my life.” Which she would gladly give.

~~You are correct/right/accurate. It will cost/take/sacrifice your life to accomplish. Should I proceed?~~

There was a sharp inhale on her part, but the breath she released was quieter as she straightened to stare at Xorn, a glimmer of hope in her eyes. Would she, despite her fervent declarations and staunch promises, give her life for so slim a shred of survival?

“Yes.” Her voice was soft – almost a whisper. “Please.”

~~Easily said. As easily done/completed/fulfilled?~~

The mountainside around her melted away, stripped to atoms and sent spiralling down a vortex behind her. She didn't have time to move or even react before the universe seemed to particalize and then stream away in all directions. She was cast off, bouncing between invisible forces, tumbling end over down in a manic freefall. Riots of colour fought immense sounds and sublime smells and intense tastes; every sense overwhelmed. She could have died of fright or laughed with joy, unable to separate out each emotion, throbbing like they had been discovered for the first time in her life. She screamed, she laughed, she wept, she raged, she shook from angry and orgasmed from passion; her mind felt untethered as her body flew, fell and floated, unable to make the distinctions any longer.

Until it suddenly stopped.