Rachel Grey-Ramsey (
nohoundsallowed) wrote2008-10-10 01:24 am
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Back to Oz
Rachel Grey just appeared at the gates of Xavier's. No fanfare. No call. One minute there was an empty drive. The next there was a redhead in red leather standing there with a bag over her shoulder. She squinted up at the sun to get her bearings.
"Huh. I wasn't quite shooting for here, but this works."
She picked herself telekinetically up and placed herself on the other side of the gate. It was a nice day for a walk. Rachel strolled toward the main house, taking in how the place had changed since she last had been here. Maybe Sara was still around.
"Huh. I wasn't quite shooting for here, but this works."
She picked herself telekinetically up and placed herself on the other side of the gate. It was a nice day for a walk. Rachel strolled toward the main house, taking in how the place had changed since she last had been here. Maybe Sara was still around.
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