<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>: The Living Room, Braddock Lighthouse, Scotland<br/><strong>Date/Time</strong>: Monday the 7th of September (2015) - 9:00 Am<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>: Kitty Pryde<br/><strong>Content</strong>: Anything goes<br/><strong>Wearing</strong>: Black ankle boots and leggings, red wool dress, black leather jacket<br/><hr/>Rachel had been far far more surprised than upset, but she could feel Kitty was under that impression. She almost always maintained a low-level telepathic scan, just to warn her of danger, but with someone she knew so well as Kitty the strong emotions were felt through even that weak a telepathic field. Rachel blocked those impressions out and listened, then hugged her friend back and just held her like that.<br/><br/>"And you wanted to put all that in a note?" she asked gently. "Why? Because you were afraid I'd be angry, or disappointed, or that I wouldn't understand? I'm not angry. I'm not disappointed. And I can understand."<br/><br/>She sat down on the sofa and reached for Lockheed, to scratch the dragon's chin. Her eyes on the small firebreather she went on: "Well, okay, maybe I am a little disappointed. Right now Excalibur is just the three of us, while the others are away. You people are the closest family I have right now." Turning her head to Shadowcat, Rachel offered her friend a small smile. "But the X-Men are your family. If you want to see them again, instead of just speaking on a vid link, that's just that."<br/><br/>She did feel a little disappointed, a little sad, that, after more than a year together, the members of Excalibur were drifting apart right now. Or maybe that was just her fear, maybe she was just afraid that was what was happening. Kitty said she would be gone only for a few weeks and friends had to trust friends. And Kitty had a point. They hadn't seen the X-Men in a long time, or at least Rachel hadn't. From what Kurt had told her, he and Kitty had met several of them while Rachel was away, fighting a bunch of trolls under London. Maybe that was what had created this spark of homesickness, seeing her old friends again, fighting with them side by side, only to hear not long after that they had been in a battle that almost cost them their lives. How would she feel if she were in Kitty's shoes?<br/><br/>Rachel reached out with her mind and the telephone floated into her hand from the other side of the room. "Guess I should call Alistair* and let him know where to find us if there is any major problem the locals can't handle."<br/><hr/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 8pt;"><em>*OOC: Alistair Stuart (member of W.H.O.,  the Weird Happenings Organization, the British government's paranormal investigation agency, one of Excalibur's government contacts)</em></span>