Jean and Topaz || Nightmares?
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xp_logsTopaz finds a rather confused Jean breaking into an elevator shaft.
It had been a long shift, and all Jean wanted to do was take a long shower and go to bed. Making her way up the stairs, she paused at her door, tilting her head curiously when she found it wasn't quite opening. With a sigh, she decided to put in a work request to have the door fixed later. With a telekinetic shove, the door opened, and she took a step forward.
What would have been a tumble down into darkness was jolted to a halt by a faint glow of energy grabbing her hand and pulling her back. On the other end of that glow was Topaz, eyes wide, hand out to control the magic keeping Jean steady.
"Ummmmm. Are you okay?" she asked slowly, not entirely sure that Jean wasn't sleep walking and she hadn't just made a mistake.
While Jean was looking in Topaz's general direction, she appeared to be looking mostly through her.
"Topaz?" she said, startled. "What are you doing in my bathroom?" she mumbled, trying to cover herself.
Well, she was aware. That was something. "I... think you might be confused," she said in the same, slow tone, gesturing around them and bringing a small ball of light to life at the same time to show the hallway. "Or... something. Do you need a doctor?"
Jean squinted at the light, rubbing her eyes. She didn't reply for a moment or two before blinking, as if a lightswitch had turned on (since it figuratively was).
"What?" she said, rubbing her eyes again. "I---what's going on?"
"I'm not... sure," Topaz replied, stepping closer. "You tried to walk into an elevator shaft and asked why I was in your bathroom."
Taking a step back away from said shaft, Jean blinked rapidly. "I could have sworn I was there. I mean...it didn't look like my bathroom but I knew it was mine," she said, letting out a breath.
"Didn't feel like a dream. It felt like...something else."
Topaz narrowed eyes slightly, brow furrowed. That was unsettling. "Has... anything weird happened recently?" she asked slowly. Jean's emotions seemed fine, nothing weird or off - she was confused, but that was normal. "I mean, outside of the usual mansion weird."
Jean looked away thoughtfully. "I...not really," she said, shaking her head. "We're short some doctors at Claremont. Ones that will see mutants, anyway. So I've been trying to help where I can. Nothing weird though."
"Could be stress, I suppose." Topaz looked at the elevator for a long moment. Jean had seemed dead convinced that was her room, enough to force the doors open. That didn't seem like just stress. "Not that I'm a doctor or anything, obviously. Kind of worried about you falling down an elevator shaft, though."
Glancing over her shoulder at the doors, Jean nodded. "Yeah, that would definitely be a bad day," she said. She was disquieted by it but wasn't quite sure what to make of it herself. Looking back to Topaz, she managed a smile.
"Well, thanks...for saving my life."
"Anytime. Just... maybe stick to the stairs for a bit."
It had been a long shift, and all Jean wanted to do was take a long shower and go to bed. Making her way up the stairs, she paused at her door, tilting her head curiously when she found it wasn't quite opening. With a sigh, she decided to put in a work request to have the door fixed later. With a telekinetic shove, the door opened, and she took a step forward.
What would have been a tumble down into darkness was jolted to a halt by a faint glow of energy grabbing her hand and pulling her back. On the other end of that glow was Topaz, eyes wide, hand out to control the magic keeping Jean steady.
"Ummmmm. Are you okay?" she asked slowly, not entirely sure that Jean wasn't sleep walking and she hadn't just made a mistake.
While Jean was looking in Topaz's general direction, she appeared to be looking mostly through her.
"Topaz?" she said, startled. "What are you doing in my bathroom?" she mumbled, trying to cover herself.
Well, she was aware. That was something. "I... think you might be confused," she said in the same, slow tone, gesturing around them and bringing a small ball of light to life at the same time to show the hallway. "Or... something. Do you need a doctor?"
Jean squinted at the light, rubbing her eyes. She didn't reply for a moment or two before blinking, as if a lightswitch had turned on (since it figuratively was).
"What?" she said, rubbing her eyes again. "I---what's going on?"
"I'm not... sure," Topaz replied, stepping closer. "You tried to walk into an elevator shaft and asked why I was in your bathroom."
Taking a step back away from said shaft, Jean blinked rapidly. "I could have sworn I was there. I mean...it didn't look like my bathroom but I knew it was mine," she said, letting out a breath.
"Didn't feel like a dream. It felt like...something else."
Topaz narrowed eyes slightly, brow furrowed. That was unsettling. "Has... anything weird happened recently?" she asked slowly. Jean's emotions seemed fine, nothing weird or off - she was confused, but that was normal. "I mean, outside of the usual mansion weird."
Jean looked away thoughtfully. "I...not really," she said, shaking her head. "We're short some doctors at Claremont. Ones that will see mutants, anyway. So I've been trying to help where I can. Nothing weird though."
"Could be stress, I suppose." Topaz looked at the elevator for a long moment. Jean had seemed dead convinced that was her room, enough to force the doors open. That didn't seem like just stress. "Not that I'm a doctor or anything, obviously. Kind of worried about you falling down an elevator shaft, though."
Glancing over her shoulder at the doors, Jean nodded. "Yeah, that would definitely be a bad day," she said. She was disquieted by it but wasn't quite sure what to make of it herself. Looking back to Topaz, she managed a smile.
"Well, thanks...for saving my life."
"Anytime. Just... maybe stick to the stairs for a bit."
