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May. 10th, 2016
Personality - needs work
May. 10th, 2016 10:51 pmAlex is an outgoing man who wants to succeed in life, and find happiness. He feels that life is somewhat random, and that bad things can and will happen to anyone, anytime. He wants to help people, but he feels like he is no hero, merely a man who does his best. He grew up as an overachiever, and succeeded most of his younger life.
On meeting the X-Men, and his brother, he found himself resenting Scott's place in the X-Men, and how he was seen and respected. It caused a lot of friction to Alex's personality, anyway. Over time, he has had enough successes on his own that he has finally found peace with himself and his brother's legend. Now he has confidence, and believes he can do whatever he sets his mind to. His dreams of helping involve reading seismographs, repairing computers, and being the best person he can.
He is somewhat private about his personal life, but willing to open the shell if he feels a connection. Life with the Masters, his adoptive parents, taught him that you have to seize opportunity and go for it. Life with the X-Men taught him to never stop trying. Life during the War of Kings taught him that a moment's decision can change the universe, but that one must not count on things going right.
He loves surfing, rocks, Lorna, music, and living for the sake of living.
Recently, he has totally found himself hating the way the world is and wished to go back to space.
On meeting the X-Men, and his brother, he found himself resenting Scott's place in the X-Men, and how he was seen and respected. It caused a lot of friction to Alex's personality, anyway. Over time, he has had enough successes on his own that he has finally found peace with himself and his brother's legend. Now he has confidence, and believes he can do whatever he sets his mind to. His dreams of helping involve reading seismographs, repairing computers, and being the best person he can.
He is somewhat private about his personal life, but willing to open the shell if he feels a connection. Life with the Masters, his adoptive parents, taught him that you have to seize opportunity and go for it. Life with the X-Men taught him to never stop trying. Life during the War of Kings taught him that a moment's decision can change the universe, but that one must not count on things going right.
He loves surfing, rocks, Lorna, music, and living for the sake of living.
Recently, he has totally found himself hating the way the world is and wished to go back to space.
The battle was going forward, looking like they had a chance, looking like they could win, maybe. Sure, they were outnumbered, but when hadn't the X-Men been so? And now they had the Starjammers at their side, and Alex's father? There was no way they could lose, right?
Adrenalin ran through his system as he battled a Shi'ar, and broke through their ranks, coming into the main throne room even as Corsair, his father, confronted Gabriel. Damn Gabriel and his mad dreams. The kid had been through a lot and gone completely around the bend, and not in a nice way. Now, everything was wrong, and Alex felt for his father, having to confront Gabriel here and now.
A spurt of noise drew his attention away and he blew a Shi'ar commando away, off the stage area, and glanced back at his father and brother... just in time to see Gabriel incinerate Corsair, ending his scream in a moment.
Alex felt time seem to slow down as shock, pain like he had never known, and fear slammed into him. He knew his mouth was stretching wide and he heard the cry of "Dad!" as if it came from someone else, someone far away. He was running forward without really thinking about it, and as he approached, he saw his father, so very dead, so very still, and something inside him snapped, something awful and dark, and bloody.
Until that moment, he had been ready to just capture Gabriel, take him ion, and try to help him, but now, seeing his father on the floor, seeing Gabriel gloating and roaring victory as the bedamned Shi'ar cried his name in approbation, Alex knew that there was only one ending to him. Rage washed over him, and determination and as time seemed to roar back to life, a new name was on his lips.
"Gabriel!" Power spiraled up from inside him, unchecked, unstopped, uncontrolled, save that it was aimed at one man. His power slammed out and sent Gabriel reeling across the stage as he stalked the other.
Even as he slammed one beam after another into the thing that wore his brother's face, he was crying, his powers almost making him glow. And when Gabriel fell, he felt only hope that this was all over. His brother started to wake again,and Alex felt despair roll over him, even as he let his powers build, this time to do the thing he must. A moment later, he felt the grip of a transporter, and was deposited back on the Starjammer. "No!"
He sank to his knees, shivering, sensing as much as feeling Lorna hugging him. Now it would go on. Now he would have to hunt his brother... now it would be war.
He closed his eyes, and sank into darkness, wanting only to forget for a little while
Adrenalin ran through his system as he battled a Shi'ar, and broke through their ranks, coming into the main throne room even as Corsair, his father, confronted Gabriel. Damn Gabriel and his mad dreams. The kid had been through a lot and gone completely around the bend, and not in a nice way. Now, everything was wrong, and Alex felt for his father, having to confront Gabriel here and now.
A spurt of noise drew his attention away and he blew a Shi'ar commando away, off the stage area, and glanced back at his father and brother... just in time to see Gabriel incinerate Corsair, ending his scream in a moment.
Alex felt time seem to slow down as shock, pain like he had never known, and fear slammed into him. He knew his mouth was stretching wide and he heard the cry of "Dad!" as if it came from someone else, someone far away. He was running forward without really thinking about it, and as he approached, he saw his father, so very dead, so very still, and something inside him snapped, something awful and dark, and bloody.
Until that moment, he had been ready to just capture Gabriel, take him ion, and try to help him, but now, seeing his father on the floor, seeing Gabriel gloating and roaring victory as the bedamned Shi'ar cried his name in approbation, Alex knew that there was only one ending to him. Rage washed over him, and determination and as time seemed to roar back to life, a new name was on his lips.
"Gabriel!" Power spiraled up from inside him, unchecked, unstopped, uncontrolled, save that it was aimed at one man. His power slammed out and sent Gabriel reeling across the stage as he stalked the other.
Even as he slammed one beam after another into the thing that wore his brother's face, he was crying, his powers almost making him glow. And when Gabriel fell, he felt only hope that this was all over. His brother started to wake again,and Alex felt despair roll over him, even as he let his powers build, this time to do the thing he must. A moment later, he felt the grip of a transporter, and was deposited back on the Starjammer. "No!"
He sank to his knees, shivering, sensing as much as feeling Lorna hugging him. Now it would go on. Now he would have to hunt his brother... now it would be war.
He closed his eyes, and sank into darkness, wanting only to forget for a little while