<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>: Somewhere over the Atlantic<br/><strong>Date/Time</strong>: Monday the 7th of September (2015) – Afternoon in England<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>: Kitty Pryde<br/><strong>Content</strong>: Anything goes<br/><strong>Wearing</strong>: Red and gold "Dark Phoenix" costume<br/><hr/>"I don't know, Kitty. I don't know. Just give me a moment, 'kay?" They were coming up on a storm front and Rachel adjusted their course south, to fly around it. It would add a few minutes to their journey, but she was already multitasking. Flying and carrying Kitty and their luggage didn't take any real effort, but she was also using her telekinetics to vibrate the air molecules in Kitty's force bubble to provide warmth for her friend. She didn't want Kitty to freeze to death while they were a mile up in the air and travelling at supersonic speed, but it took up part of Rachel's concentration and she wanted smooth flying while she did it.<br/><br/>"She's not my mom," she said after almost a minute and a few hundred miles. "She is to me, but to her... Kitty, when I saw her, when I told her who I am … I touched her mind and she was scared." She couldn't completely block her own sadness from entering her telepathic conversation with Kitty.<br/><br/>"And maybe she should be. I'm from a world were Sentinels try to rule the world, where mutants are killed, or turned into hounds, or herded into concentration camps. It's a world nobody wants, but if I am born in this world, what does that mean for the future? How can she ever like, or love, a … portent of such a future?" Rachel sighed deeply and tried her best to just concentrate on flying and keeping her friend safe against the elements.<br/><br/>"Bet she doesn't care much about the Phoenix either," she offered, once she had bottled up her mixed emotions the best she could.