Chandilar: Shi'ar Throneworld
Xandra paused for a moment, as Carolina introduced herself more directly, and mentioned where they were from. She looked at Carolina, thinking for a moment, "So I take it you know my father then?" she asked, the council members in the room were muttering to themselves and not speaking aloud yet.
"...Sorry your father?" Lance couldn't help but ask, a bit confused to the matter.
"Yes.... My mother is Lilandra Neramani, the former Majestrix of the Shi'ar. My father however, is from Earth, and his name is Charles Xavier."
That was an interesting development, one that would hopefully work in their favor. However that didn't necessarily mean anything, considering while that might help out with Xandra herself, the councilmembers and everyone else, that was a completely different story.
"Now, as to the issues with regards to the Phoenix, it is true that most members of the Shi'ar hold no are for the entity. Especially after the... Incident that happened last time. An entire planet was wiped out. We did start development on something to potentially separate the entity from the host. That was in part, because some of our laws with regards to the Phoenix aren't very well written. Actually part of the conflict between the Shi'ar and Earth had to do with those laws."
"What sort of laws if you don't mind us asking?" "They don't recognize the host and the entity as two separate things. You mention that you need to remove it, I suggest you deal with it rather quickly because if a catastrophic event occurs that is caused by the entity that is of a large scale enough to get our attention, that likely won't end well."
"...You mentioned having something in development that could separate the Phoenix from its host?" "Yes, we do. However it hasn't been tested and the potential side effects with regards to it aren't exactly something you can easily predict. That is if the device even works. Its design and function are entirely based on hypothetical situations and theories. So there isn't any sort of tell that it would work fully as intended."
"Excuse me Majestrix," one of the councilmembers spoke up, clearly one of the older members, rising from where they were sitting. "Do you believe it wise to trust the humans. The last group with regards to the problem of the Phoenix were willing to fight and possibly die in order to defend it. Even after the planetary destruction."
"From my understanding they were more of defending the host more than the entity itself."
"There is no difference between the two intertwined! The previous Majestrix started that research into the device only because she befriended the humans from Earth."
"And I chose to continue," Xandra responded, before looking towards the group, "As you can see, this is part of the problem of our laws and such."
New Orleans Botanical Gardens
"Please, everyone else was thinking it and I didn't say it loud enough for her to physically be able to hear, and she could hear everyone's thoughts so how about you stop talking considering you clearly don't know much about what you're talking about it seems, as we went into this without much of a plan," Pietro was a bit short with his response to Jaclyn, but he didn't care. He was only half focused since he was still partially paying more attention to trying to keep Guin calm to the best of his ability. Which to him was definitely not super easy at all.
"You all are a bit loud..." she muttered under her breath, only seemingly half paying attention to what everyone else was saying. From the voices drifting through her head it was getting difficult to pay much attention. She opened up her eyes and sat up, looking at everyone who was nearby.
As if to show what was going through her head, one of her eyes was red, and one was green.
I'm shocked you managed to wrestle control back from me, you know that you're weaker than I am. the little voice in her head started saying, before Gambit's words broke through talking to her.
“Chère, ah’m here ta help. What’s goin’ on?” Gambit asked, kneeling down next to her.
It took a moment for her brain to register what he had asked, and another few moments to respond.
"There is a little voice in my head that is psychotic, and not a good thing. Said little voice had been quiet and seemingly went away a few months back. And then last month it's like something ripped poked a hole in the dam in my head that had been keeping said not so great voice out and quiet, so it hit me hard. And pretty sure it was a month ago, I don't really remember much from the last few weeks. Actually really only remember waking up this morning..." she ended up rambling a bit, however it did shed some light on a few things that had been going through her head more recently. Though something else struck Pietro a bit. Namely the fact that it was apparent that something had to have happened on the asteroid to have escalated things. Given when she said things happened and Jaclyn thinking she might have talked to Chrysi while on the asteroid and none of them had encountered her for a while before then.
Mary then took a moment to breathe a bit, before she answered Guin's question.
"You can definitely try, not entirely sure what all might help with that but if you've got an idea I say just try it at this point." Guin also would feel someone else boosting the little telepathic cone of silence that she had created around Mary. It wouldn't take her much to tell that it was Jean adding a little help to reduce any potential strain on her.
"Ed," Jean said, keeping her voice down so that he could only really hear her.
"I know that we're all hoping for the best, but it might be best to prepare for the worst, I'd recommend potentially being ready to throw up a shield or something if needed, considering either she could use the greenery around us either as a fuel source for a fire, or as a way to attack us if things go south... Though things seem to be maybe going in a more positive direction..." Mary seemed to notice Perry now though on the ground, and that drew her attention a little bit now.
"...Is she okay or what's going on?" she asked. The bubble that Guin had put up did seem to be helping, at least a little, to filter out the voices around her that were in her head. No matter how small it was at least something. The turmoil that Perry was feeling would go down a small amount from just the bubble being put up, and a little more when she ended up rambling, so at least the moment seems to be heading in the right direction.