<hr/><div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/kPul1Qb.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Cyclops (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=261894.msg12918911#msg12918911)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>In the sky, co-pilot’s seat<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>September 7th, evening<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Logan (closed)<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Black leather flight suit and visor. Hair is down around shoulders.<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Conversation about Alex Summers<br/><hr/>Her brain rewarded her instantly for knowing that something was being hidden from her. A smile crept over her face as Logan admitted his defeat to her icy red stare. ‘I knew something was up.’ Her shoulders wiggled, and her posture straightened up even more than it had already been. She was a bit surprised to hear that he was taking the controls back from her. It seemed unlikely that she would go and take them down into a mountain, or fly to somewhere seeking revenge. But, she lived in a strange world, and she knew how horrifying things could get in a matter of seconds. Her voice caught in her throat as she stopped herself from protesting.<br/><br/><strong>“Alright, let’s hear it then.” </strong>Salem waited until she could feel the plane leave her hands, and then she let go of the stick. Her eyes moved away from the instruments, and she angled her shoulders toward Logan. A moment of premonition hit her, but she would never remember it, she suddenly remembered her brother Gabriel’s story, just as Logan started to tell her about Alex Summers. He never said the name, but Salem had already said it in her mind several times.<br/><br/>It didn’t hit her as hard as it had with Gabriel.<em>‘It should.’ </em>She leaned back in her chair, and folded her arms in front of her. A thinking pose,<strong>“My brother.” </strong>She had to say something, or she would have come across as socially inept, she knew that. But, she wasn’t sure what to make of it right away.<strong>“I mean…” </strong>She stumbled on herself and hurmph’d. Turning her attention away from him, she looked out over the instrument panel again. All those meters, and swaying bars calmed her. It was information feedback, she didn’t have to think while she was looking. But she still did,<em>‘Why is this nothing?’ - ‘No shock.’ - ‘I’m breathing normal.’ - ‘If Gabriel would have told me his story while I was flying a plane…’ - ‘but this.’</em>Her eyes moved back to Logan as he turned them around.<em> ‘Logan…’</em><br/><br/><strong>“It makes sense.”</strong>Her voice was calm, she was smiling. His presence made her feel safe, and that had just registered for her.<strong>“My other brother Gabriel sort of spilled a lot of this, already. So don’t worry too much.”</strong>She was far from being over this family story. But, talking about it with Logan felt relieving.<strong>“It um…”</strong>She smiled at him,<strong>“It rubs me the wrong way too.” - “I don’t really know my brother, Alex.”</strong>She tried his name out in her mouth, it felt awkward.<strong>“But, I don’t like the idea of fighting with him before I have the chance to meet him.”</strong><br/><br/>She was looking comfortable in her seat. She was crooked in the chair, and about one calm moment away from lifting her knees up to her chin.