Sooraya and Yvette - Girl Talk

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Backdated to June 24. Afternoon at X-Corps and Sooraya and Yvette take a break.



The paper aeroplane, intricately folded, landed on the desk in front of Sooraya. The plane's creator, sitting over at her own desk across the way, grinned impishly as her coworker looked up.

"Coffee?" Yvette asked innocently.

Sooraya glanced up from her own file, studying the plane in front of her for a bit. "Maybe not coffee, but some tea sounds like a really good idea now that you remind me." She weighed the plane in her hand for a moment, then experimentally sent it soaring back.

Yvette watched as the plane executed a perfect arc, landing neatly on her desk. "Very good," she said, getting up. "And you are probably right about tea. I blame Frank for all the extra coffee in the office lately."

"I haven't had the chance to talk to him much, but he seems like a bit of coffee fiend." Sooraya easily replied. "But coffee right now would make me far too jittery and you don't want me bouncing on your desk, I think. Tea, however, fits every moment of the day."

"As much as it would be funny to watch you jittering on my desk, I think tea might be wise, yes." Yvette laughed. "I have too much work for the Red X campaign for desk dancing."

"And I have too much work on Malala's Rose. Those security analyses kept driving me crazy." Sooraya pushed the subject away from her mind though. "How is your campaign going?"

"Slowly. There is a lot of anti-mutant sentiment after Genosha - it does not matter that mutants were enslaved there, only that mutants overthrew the government. At least to some people." Yvette sighed as she turned on the electric kettle over at the tea and coffee station. "So the Red Cross is having troubles promoting Red X in certain circles. And participation is down. It is very frustrating."

"I am guessing it isn't helping that we haven't really been called out in quite a while." Sooraya commented. "I picture it would be far easier to draw in new members if people actually see what we are doing... I remember when we were still students... many of us were in Red X. And now there are maybe one or two?"

"I think Clarice has kept her membership valid, and Laurie, but as far as the new students, only Frank has been interested. Perhaps I should make the recruitment post again. Maybe with the disaster movie to get the interest?"

"Hmm, that could work..." Sooraya considered the idea for a moment. "But maybe it should be a movie which shows how much difference volunteers can make somehow? Not just firemen for example. They can maybe picture themselves into that role?"

"Are there such movies? I cannot think of any off the top of my head, but then again, I am still catching up on some parts of American culture, even after all this time." Yvette laughed a little - she knew Sooraya would know exactly what she meant.

"Hmm..." Sooraya went over all the disaster movies she had seen once in her mind. Which were not that many. "Maybe... I am not sure. It's not a kind of movie I watch very often myself. But if it's an idea you want to use, I am sure we'll be able to find out." Then Yvette's second part of her statement registered and she shook her head, giggling. "That is so true. Sometimes it's hard to catch all the references, especially in class sometimes."

"I will ask Fred - he is the good source for movie information." Yvette's eyes glowed brighter as she mentioned Fred's name and she smiled a little goofily. She still wasn't sure what to call their relationship, but under Fred's influence, she was learning that perhaps it didn't matter so much. "And it was so embarrassing at school yesterday. I forgot the right term for "tomboy".

"Maybe you could even watch a few movies together to see which one would work best." Sooraya gently teased. "They say business before pleasure, but why not combine the two? It's like hitting two balls... how was the saying again?" She frowned a little, but then giggled. "I think you have infected me with something."

"At least you did not call another girl a "man child"," Yvette pointed out with a giggle of her own. "And I think you are looking for killing two bugs with one stone?"

"That was the one I was looking for." Sooraya shook her head at her own mistake. "I can't believe I forgot it... But talking about you and Fred... How are things going between the two of you?"

Yvette's eyes glowed brighter. "Good, I think. Better now that I am not trying to make things like the relationships on television. We like each other and have fun." A certain naughtiness entered her expression. "Although, I might have to get Fred a shirt in the same material as my body suit, to save his clothes."

"Yvette!" Sooraya's eyes widened in mock scandal. "Why, I had no idea you were so forward, young lady. It makes a funny definition of having 'fun'."

"Not that!" Yvette replied, in equally mock defensiveness. The grin appeared again. "I do like the kissing part, I must be admitting."

"You sure seem to... I think it was sometime last week. You two did seem to be having a very good time in the garden... somewhere near the rose bushes?" She raised her eyebrow at her roommate.

Rather than curling up in embarrassment, Yvette actually poked her tongue out at her friend - Fred was certainly having a relaxing impact on her. "Rose gardens are very romantic," she said, pretending to be prim, before laughing and spoiling the effect.

"Yes, the both of you looked extremely interested in the roses." Sooraya replied back rather drolly. "I bet you can't even tell me if they were in full bloom yet?" She couldn't stifle them and let out a a few giggles.

"After kissing Fred, I do not even remember what colour they were," Yvette admitted, this time with the flash of blue light from her eyes that was her blush.

Sooraya quickly glanced around her, pulling Yvette towards on of the small sitting rooms that was nearby. "Come, here we can 'talk' far easier." She quickly folded herself up on the couch, gazing at Yvette with an interesting look. "So I take it he is a good kisser?"

"Well, I do not have so much experience to compare him with, but I think so, yes." Yvette curled up in the battered armchair that was "hers" by default of being covered with a blanket of the Yvette-proof material. "When he kisses me, my toes tingle. The is good, yes?"

"I think so... It at least sounds like he makes you feel good." Sooraya tilted her head. "I don't really have anything to compare it to."

"Do you want to, one day?" Yvette asked, before clarifying. "You always seem so absorbed by your work and training and school, you never really talk about the boys."

"One day I would like to. Very much so. But it's true. School, training and work do keep me pretty busy." Sooraya shrugged a little. "Plus... dating has always meant marriage to me as well... and I am no where near ready for that." A small, mischievous grin appeared on her face. "Doesn't mean I occasionally don't like to steal a few looks."

"The X-Men uniforms do make the looking even better," Yvette observed with a grin of her own. "Is there anyone in particular that you like to look at?"

"Not really anyone in particular. My appreciation is completely aesthetic." Sooraya replied, her eyes twinkling.

Yvette poked her tongue out at her friend. "Tease," she replied, with a laugh.