#betsy001

[beaubierxjeanpaul]

"That is a very true statement you should put on a t-shirt and make profit from." he pointed out. "Last time? " he listed his eyes and thought about it. "Shortly after the war, you were wondering if being Asian was offensive... thus being incredibly irritable. " he replied.

Betsy barely bought the drama of the man. "Pretty faces come quite often with pretty lies." She answered and walked a bit closer. "Let's say I wasn't expecting anyone." She offered, still not poking into his mind. "When was the last time Northstar?"

[thebettermaximoff]

@psylxxke​

Pietro kicked the door open and burst into the room - where Betsy was, presumably, laying about doing whatever humdrum activity passed the time when he was not around. A finger pointed dramatically in her direction. “I CHALLENGE THEE, BRADDOCK.” He slapped the wall with a resounding smack. “A CHALLENGE OLDER THAN TIME ITSELF. THE HONORED TRADITION OF PRANK WARS. THOU CANNETH NOT REFUSE.” Pietro strode up to her, eyes wide with urgency and the gravitas of the moment. He clasped her face in both hands, staring into her eyes. “I dare you to tye dye all of Emma’s clothing.” 

Alright. So he was bored to tears. 

[beaubierxjeanpaul]

"What is it with you ladies always questioning what I say. The other day, I got the exact same reaction from a woman who does some consulting for agencies. She thought me not genuine. I was almost offended." Jean-Paul stated with a smile. "I can leave if you don't want to talk, I would understand."

Betsy frowned quite a bit, she wasn't reading his mind, trying to not poke in when it was unnecessary. "And you thought about coming and say hi? I'm flatered M. Baubier." She played along, even if she looked like not really believing it.

[bubblegumxjubes]

Jubilee had a fangfilled smirk and bumped Betsy's shoulder. She had always known that under the bitch faced attitude, there was just as much mischief. She looked around , just to make sure no one was watching and continued on her side to hum on the side. "So , the exist is 2 minutes 20 seconds on your right... got any crazy monk shit for a distraction , my oh so beloved totally unknown to me queen ?????"

Seriously? "Ouch." Betsy casually replied and walked closer. She glanced at the horse, Jube, the horse, a poker face on. Not attract unwanted attention right? Oh well. Betsy squatted down and materialized a psyonic screwdriver, not saying a word before going for the first screw fixing the horse toy to the ground.

[xherrgottseigelobtx]

"AAAAAAAAH" The mutant screamed and jumped a bit. For someone who could literally disappear into the shadows, and had enchanced skills, he did not even realize someone was behind him. Thankfully he had reflexes and did keep the soup bowl in his tail. He turned. "Ach du heiliger Jesus ( holy jesus) , you scared my soul away Betsy. " he replied a hand on his fast beating heart. "I'm giving out soup to the homeless."

Not this time, not with this new law. Maybe Betsy lost some of her faith because of the war but this time, she refused to take part in all of that, she was done playing the hero and paying the price for it. She had her own problems to deal with, she had to clean her own mind, calm down the stolen memories, and compartmentalize the pain. She decided she could handle it, just like she handled all the shit of her past. The Skrulls may have stolen her body and face, they may have stolen her brother, but they could go f*ck themself for stealing anything else.

Telepathically privileged, the Hammer wasn't a big deal, Betsy wasn't living like a fugitive but still avoided pointless attention. Known faces were most of the time spotted from at least two blocks away. Anyway, all that fuss to say that, no. Betsy wasn't surprised to meet those eyes in front of her. "What are you doing here?"

[beaubierxjeanpaul]

Jean-Paul did not mean to stalk, but he got lost in a moment of thinking that Betsy was Aurora. It was not possible he knew, but since Bobby's intervention, he had his sister a lot on his mind. Seeing him sometimes in others, so when the woman turned , it took her a second to realize that who he had in front of him was not Aurora. "I thought I recognized you Miss Braddock" he saved the moment by pretending to have spotted her in the crowd.

Not this time, not with this new law. Maybe Betsy lost some of her faith because of the war but this time, she refused to take part in all of that, she was done playing the hero and paying the price for it. She had her own problems to deal with, she had to clean her own mind, calm down the stolen memories, and compartmentalize the pain. She decided she could handle it, just like she handled all the shit of her past. The Skrulls may have stolen her body and face, they may have stolen her brother, but they could go f*ck themself for stealing anything else.

Telepathically privileged, the Hammer wasn't a big deal, Betsy wasn't living like a fugitive but still avoided pointless attention. Known faces were most of the time spotted from at least two blocks away. Anyway, all that fuss to say that, no. Betsy wasn't surprised to meet those eyes in front of her. "What are you doing here?"

[bubblegumxjubes]

"What are you doing here ? " Jubes replies. "I honestly don't know what you're talking about, I don't even know you. " she lied, doing as if she did not know Betsy...at...all. Why ? Simply because this was a mall, she, Jubilation Lee, was a mall baby. Was she trying to steal the horsey toy that was in any mall where you put some money and it rocked back and forth ? Yes - was she going to admit to it ? - No.

Not this time, not with this new law. Maybe Betsy lost some of her faith because of the war but this time, she refused to take part in all of that, she was done playing the hero and paying the price for it. She had her own problems to deal with, she had to clean her own mind, calm down the stolen memories, and compartmentalize the pain. She decided she could handle it, just like she handled all the shit of her past. The Skrulls may have stolen her body and face, they may have stolen her brother, but they could go f*ck themself for stealing anything else.

Telepathically privileged, the Hammer wasn't a big deal, Betsy wasn't living like a fugitive but still avoided pointless attention. Known faces were most of the time spotted from at least two blocks away. Anyway, all that fuss to say that, no. Betsy wasn't surprised to meet those eyes in front of her. "What are you doing here?"