Wade and Sooraya
Jul. 10th, 2012 12:19 pmShe had chosen the sun room today. The library had grown a little stale as she could not enjoy the sun out there. So Sooraya had picked a comfortable chair as she paged through the college catalog of Empire State University, making notes on classes that seemed interesting to her, but also classes that didn't seem so interesting, but that she still might have to take. Little marks were also made if they contributed to either her intended majors or her General Education Requirements.
Still, the sun was making her want close her eyes... She had had another bad night and finally had retreated to the comfort of prayer instead of attempting to sleep. She firmly shook her head and continued with her research.
Wade walked past the door to the sunroom and tilted his head when he caught sight of Sooraya inside. She seemed tired - but then who didn't seem tired after Genosha. That backwater country with all its ambition, its technology, its resources. None of it had meant anything, at the end of the day because the government wasn't strong enough, wasn't moral enough to hold things together.
Humanity fears that which it does not understand. An island full of baseline humans is going to <i>fear</i> the abilities of the minority mutants and will ultimately try to subjugate them. This is a pattern that's been played out through centuries. Thousands and thousands of years - if people would just pay attention to history, they could see the patterns.
Wade wasn't sure anyone was looking. He wasn't sure anyone wanted to look. But sometimes it felt like people <i>ought</i> to look. Ought to dig down and find the seed of truth that sparked a revolution. The overthrow of a government. But nobody wanted to look at it anymore. Everything was such a mess.
Shaking his head to clear his thoughts of Genosha from his mind, at least temporarily, Wade paused in the doorway and rested his shoulder against the jamb. "What classes are you looking at?"
Sooraya startled a little at the unexpected voice. The sun room was not that busy. She looked up and met the eyes of the man at the door. "Oh hello Mr. Wilson. I am just checking what kind of classes are available. I picked ESU to go to in September and I wanted to get an early start. Mostly I am checking the international studies and education classes though."
"Call me Wade," he said, smiling a little. "Anything specific in the international arena you're considering?" He knew from the journals that she worked at Elpis, but Wade honestly wasn't entirely sure what that meant, beyond helping out in third world countries.
"Yes, Wade." Sooraya gave a little nod. "Please, have a seat if you wish." She gave a little wave to the chairs around her. "Nothing specific yet. I plan on focusing on the Greater Middle East, but if I don't know if I am going to narrow that anymore. They have a lot to choose from, so I'll probably have to though."
"You've got some time to get that all figured out though, right? I never went to college, so I don't really know about the technicalities and all that, but it seems like you should be able to kind of... take stuff that interests you to figure out what you want to actually wind up concentrating on," Wade said, sitting down in a chair across from her.
"True. I just guess I'd like to make a head start. There are so many interesting classes." Sooraya briefly held up the sheet where she had been noting down classes she found interesting. "And I have an appointment with a man who could be my possible advisor in a few weeks, so I'd like to at least have some suggestions on paper."
"Good plan," Wade said, smiling. There were dark circles under her eyes, though, and Wade wasn't really interested in her classes so much. "How're you doing?" It was something of a loaded question, a shift in subject but only slightly - he wondered if she'd answer honestly.
"I have been better." She replied with a small smile. "But I think that is pretty much the case with everyone in the mansion at the moment."
"Fair enough," Wade acknowledged, quirking another smile. He'd heard some of what the other teams had gone through, what some of the kids had gone through, and none of it had been pretty. There'd been something about a building and being cornered, but the mercenary hadn't actually dealt with any of the fallout from his own experiences in Genosha with the kids, so he hadn't tried to get involved with anyone else's. Still, he didn't want to leave the conversation quite there. "There are... y'know. There are people you can talk to or... whatever." He waved his hand and hoped Sooraya wouldn't think he was trying to brush her off. Wade just didn't do this sort of thing particularly well.
Sooraya gave him another small smile. "I know." She paused for a moment to rub her temple in an attempt to chase away the buzz that had settled in her ears and quirked an eyebrow at him. "I am sure the same is true for you, even if you are not a student or a X-man."
"Sure," Wade said, nodding in what he hoped was an encouraging way. He didn't really think explaining that the violence of their situation in Genosha hadn't bothered him was really a good idea. It was losing his people that'd messed with his head and he had all of them back now, so he didn't see any real reason to think about things beyond that. "Have you eaten?" Because food was always a fantastic fall-back.
"I had breakfast this morning, but not yet lunch. I am not really hungry yet though." Sooraya tucked a slip of paper between the pages of her catalog. "I'd be happy to make you something if you want. I am not a bad cook."
Wade half-grinned. "That would be amazing. I have to admit, I'm sort of tired of grilling for myself, but don't tell anyone I said that. It'd ruin my image as The Grill Master."
"I will have to see what is available in the kitchen, but I can make something else than grilled." Sooraya tucked her papers away and stood up. She immediately had to grip the chair though as the room spun around her. "Whoa..."
"Hey," Wade said, standing up and reaching over to catch Sooraya's elbow to steady her.
"I'm..." Suddenly she seemed to be viewing the room through a tunnel before everything became black for her eyes and her knees buckled.
"Shit," Wade said, catching her before she could hit the floor. He got one arm behind her knees and the other at her shoulders, lifting her easily. "You," he muttered, turning and heading for the medlab without a second thought. "You didn't quite lie, Miss Qadir, but it was a very near thing. An almost-lie of omission. Sort of. Shit."