#also considering tj jumps universes/earths all the time i figured she could be in his. i don't get to play with that verse very often

[fatummortem]

ㅤㅤShe wasn't expecting her leg to go out at the least opportune time, it took her utterly by surprise. Her hands spray out, hitting the concrete hard as she lets out a hiss of breath. Tj's head jerks upwards when she hears the screech of tires, various thoughts cross her mind in those few seconds. One of them being the fact she wouldn't be able to jump into the drive, possessing them without causing damage.

ㅤㅤ" Zayde? " The Yiddish word for grandfather passes from her lips the second he seems to just appear & float the metal car in front of them. Her voice is low, a very soft whisper of shock, that's also filled heavily with relief. Maybe even largely thankful she hadn't had to consider using her hex bolts on the car to save her own tuchus.

ㅤㅤThe young woman pushes out a breath to help herself focus, her features a mixture of Romani & Egyptian, her resemblance favoring her mother more than her father with the watch hiding her short blue fur, pure yellow eyes & the fact she only has three fingers on each hand. " My leg gave out. " She says with a similar calmness, trying to get her useless leg to work with a stubbornness.

Open starter:

As the mutant made his way down the quiet street with his groceries in a plastic bag, his mind was deep in thought, anywhere but there at that very moment. It was the sudden sound of car breaks screeching that pulled him from his pensive daze. Within an instant, he saw the car as it slid on a patch of black ice, headed straight for someone on the pavement on the other side. Without another thought, Erik rushed forward and put himself between the car and the stranger, a hand raised as suddenly the car came to a complete stop, hovering in the air barely a foot away from him. The driver was, of course in a state of panic, staring around as they tried to figure out what had happened before Erik gently dropped his hand, lowering the car back down onto the road.

"Are you all right?" His surprisingly calm voice rang out as he turned back to the stranger, his other hand gripping the carrier bag tight. So much for keeping his head down, he might need to leave sooner than he'd hoped.