#lil bit o nudies oops

[agathaarts]

Storm and Jean

Amidst all the stuff I was doing, I revisited my X-Men setting and I always love revisiting that. The first two true Omega-Level Mutants known and quantified.

Ororo Munroe’s control over weather is greater than most suspect, and when she truly uses the full extent of her abilities she can *change coastlines* permanently within’ hours. She does not do this often. And she does not do it lightly. I also have my own take on her appearance, as I always do, but my personal idea for her eyes is that her eyes are blue- when the sky is clear. And they are grey when it rains. And flaming red or soft violet at dawn or dusk. Black, speckled with stars, in the middle of the night. And when lightening flashes, so do her eyes. She *is* the sky and the weather.

Jean Grey should be a powerful psychic. That should be it. She should be capable of incredible feats beyond human capacity, yes, but that should have been all- were it not for the paracausal nature of the Phoenix. Death, Life, Birth, Jean is the source and the victim of the Phoenix, as it tears through reality again and again in a loop through time, space, and Jean’s mind. If she is lucky, she will learn to reign this energy in, control it, channel it, become it’s master. If she falters, it will burn her out and use what’s left for it’s own devices.

wait jean where are your pants