<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/e/ea/XMenAvatarPhoenix03.jpg)<br/></div><strong>Code Name</strong>: Phoenix<br/><strong>Real Name</strong>: Rachel Summers<br/><strong>Location</strong>: Front Lawn<br/><strong>Date/Time</strong>: Monday the 7th of September (2015) – 1100<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>: Everyone present<br/><strong>Content</strong>: Anything goes<br/><strong>Wearing</strong>: Red and gold "Dark Phoenix" costume<br/><hr/>Rachel almost laughed out loud. As far as she was concerned, Cable was just grasping for straws to find an excuse that justified his pontificating.<br/><em><br/>"Oh golly. Oh gosh. Are you just in a bad mood, or is lecturing people one of your hobbies, Cable?"</em>Rachel asked in their minds.<br/><br/><em>"I had to use the Phoenix Force dozens of times in the past because it was necessary. Couldn't be helped. And you know how much the Shi'ar or anyone else bothered? Not one little bit. Compared to that, a little bit of fireworks now is like a match to a nuclear explosion. <br/><br/>"Besides, the X-Men have a habit of drawing attention to themselves and bringing bad guys out of the woodworks. It has happened all too often. If you are worried about the people here, don't ask me to stop being me, ask everyone else to stop fighting the fight."</em>Rachel was almost amused by what Cable had said. She kept her eyes on Banshee and Kitty for the moment, but that she thought Cable didn't make all that much sense was clear enough in her thoughts, even if she kept it from her expression.<br/><br/><em>"And those children wouldn't be on the team if they really were children. But if you equate professionalism with age you really are as old as you look, grumpy."</em>She finally turned her head towards Cable and offered him a grin. The grin was forced and not all that happy; if he had meant Kitty by talking about 'children' he needed his attitude adjusted. Shadowcat was a professional, had fought villains and monsters half her life. Whichever way she acted, Kitty was someone to rely on in a fight, someone who could take care of herself, not a kid who needed to be protected. Rachel had trusted her with her life and would do so again any day of the week.<br/><br/>Rachel followed Cable's eyes towards the south and extended her thoughts in that direction. Touching familiar minds she did smile an honest, open smile. "They are almost in New York," she said out loud. "So far … No, I don't want to jinx it."