An evacuation of the cities the machines were trying to tear down was called, and dear /lord/ the chaos. Rather predictably, a goodly portion of the city didn't want to leave, and a goodly portion of those who stayed figured it was a free-for-all, all-the-crimes-you-can-commit-free buffett.
Which, of course, left all the superhero/mutant groups scrambling like mad things. We were trying to contain the violence in the city AND trying to figure out how to take down the machines all at the same time.
Then A bunch of us ... myself, Asher, Jackson, Rene, and a kid from the city named Trisha that I'd encountered a couple days before managed to take down one of the machines that was belching out the toasters. BIG crash. And the evacuation was recalled.
Whether that was a good idea or not, I have no idea. People are streaming back into the city now, and things are still chaotic as hell. And we still have to deal with the Big Mama ships. And soon. They're messing around with the atmosphere, pumping out a lot of stuff that humans can't breathe.
On top of that, both Uriko and Jackson disappeared on the same day. Talk about stirring a hornet's nest. Uriko showed back up a little over a day after she disappeared ... but she wasn't quite the Uriko that had left.
I. Am. Going. To. Destroy. Anachronism.
Enough said, right there.
Thenagainmaybenot. I /hate/ that ... thing. Even more than I hate MAGNETO, which is saying something. He keeps messing around with our kids and it's /pissing me off/. Obsidian. Cooper. Kevin, Kaji. Now Uriko. That /thing/ has got to be stopped, and by all that's holy, I'll find a way.
Anyway. So she came back and there was a bit of a mad scramble over it. Then the next day, Sunset came over to my apartment, and I found out where Jackson was at.
Not going to say anything more about that, except that Jackson .... isn't ok, but he will be, given time. And a liberal application of a cluebat.
I really need a vacation.
Then my father showed up. Things got ... very tense for a bit. He was going to start ranting and raving. Except my idea to have Sunset there to run interference worked. A whole heck of a lot better than I thought it would. I doubt she could actually back her threats up, but man she was vituperative. And inventive.
Since then, things have quieted down, at least on the home front. Cole's settling in quite well. I introduced her to the mansion, and she met Uriko and Jackson. That was kinda fun, especially since Uriko was in tiger form when they first met. Cole's eyes got big as plates. They got on pretty well. Jackson was in a bad mood so they didn't really hit it off, but I'm sure they'll come around. Jackson just can't stay grouchy no matter how hard he tries.
Unfortunately, on the outside world front, things just /refuse/ to calm down. Eight bogeys of god-alone-knows-what sort of origin have landed on the planet. No one knows if they're friend or foe, but I'm sure we'll find out quick enough.
Sunset and Cole finally met. Wish I'd been there to see it. From what I've heard (from both sides) it was ... interesting.
I was more than a little amused to find out Cole schemed with Sunset to get Sunset and I married. Because Sunset was 'carrying my kid' and therefore, obviously (at least to Cole) we needed to get married.
Things got a bit dicey when I told Cole the truth about the baby. Now she's mad at Sunset, but I think that won't last long. Cole's going to have other things on her mind. It's only a few more days until the court decides if her father stays her father or not. That's going to be rough on Cole, no matter what they decide. He may be seriously messed up, but Leon is still her dad.
I took her shopping yesterday to get her mind off things at least for a little bit. It worked ... sort of. Wish I'd thought to have a camera with me to get pictures of the look on her face. She was all bouncy and happy for a bit, until it came time to try on her new clothes.
Then I wanted to boot her father clear to Pluto all over again. God. Cole is /so/ messed up. She's completely convinced that she's not only worthless, but ugly and an embarassment. I keep telling her she's not any of those things, but it'll be a long time before she starts to believe it. Voice of experience there.
She is, though, thankfully 12. And has mood swings accordingly. Took her all of about ten minutes to go from sad and upset to bouncy again, and the rest of the day went great. The spare room in my apartment is now up to its eyeballs in the stuff we got. I got the bed set up, but other than that, I'll wait until she's actually living here to do her room up, that way she can have it the way she wants it.
I'm both looking forward to and dreading the court date. I have every confidence the authorities will give Leon the boot, but ... my own father worries me. He's been very quiet about this, and that does not bode well. Which is why I recruited Sunset to give me a hand with him. I can handle his viperous tongue without a problem, but he'd have Cole in tears in two minutes flat, and if he decides to show up at the court hearing, I /really/ don't want Cole to have to deal with him, on top of having to deal with the whole mess with her own dad. She can beard the lion another day. I have a feeling Sunset will have /fun/ ripping my father a new one if he does show up. And I'll be cheering her on.
Well, it finally happened. After half a lifetime of hiding and vacillating between wanting to let the world know and wanting to stay hidden, the choice got yanked out of my hands. In front of half of the upper crust society bigwigs, no less.
Father, of course, about had a coronary. And I got cut up thanks to Magneto. Fortunately, Sunset's all right, or I don't know what I would have done. The reaction has been ... about what I figured it would be. Some people are shocked and horrified, others don't really care too much. At least, I know who my friends are, now. Not that I was fooling myself before, to be sure.
And then, on top of that, Cole gave me a scare and a half. She ran away from the hospital. I found her and got her back to the authorities, but the sooner her father can no longer claim paternal rights with her, the happier I'll be. He's dangerous.
So I've been as busy as ever. Maybe even busier than usual. But I don't mind. For one thing, it's all stuff I want to do, instead of what I have to do. Whatever else happens with this ... I'm enjoying that.
Warren
