👱🏼♀️It makes me feel... old. Like my Superhero days are going to end soon enough and, soon enough, I'll just be some old hag teaching kids how to punch bad guys.
🧓🏼There's nothing wrong with that future.
🧓🏼No, if it's something you find meaning in, something you like, something you consider to have purpose, I don't see the problem in ,ultimately, retiring to a facility where you teach the younger generation of heroes. The question is, Carol, is that the life you want?
🧓🏼It's alright. Take your time. Think about it. But it's a thought you should be honest about. Do you want to teach?
-Yes. "Sure. Why not? Maybe not at first, but having a young up and comer like Kamala around is inspiring." -No. -She really doesn't know what she wants.
Carol chuckles happily, her smile big, her smile genuine.
👱🏼♀️My girlfriend. She's Zen-Whoberei. We live in Little Xandar together.
👱🏼♀️Yeah... Can't believe I'm doing a long term relationship. Never would've pegged me as the type!
🧓🏼Well, you're how old now?
🧓🏼It was bound to happen. Single has its charms, but, to quote The Insightful John Pera, "If you're able to find one person in the entire universe to care about you, why would you want to disappoint them?"
👱🏼♀️Yeah. Can't say I've haven't been tempted now and then... but yeah, I love Gamora. I don't want to her hurt like that.
🧓🏼How sweet. But you know, cheating isn't the only way people go through... shall we say.... uh... A Midlife Crisis?
Carol clenches her fists, she doesn't like that saying. Especially when reference to herself.
🧓🏼Feel attacked. Yes?
🧓🏼I understand, and, I apologize. I know your age is a touchy subject... but it is why you're here, right?
🧓🏼So, tell me, why would you think Gamora would think you're having a Mid Life Crisis?
-Carol's wardrobe -Carol's new hobby -Carol's new tats and piercings
Spacial Time Bomb - Odd Things - Rogue & Kitty..........
Finally having been attended to by a very handsome young man, Kitty made her way to the sitting area. Her cowl was large enough to hide her bumpy ass from view, but one could still make out the mile long cleavage she was sporting now. Though for her, the hair was still relatively colored......................somehow. "By Cap's shield, its frosty in here......" she said with a shrill, popping and cracking as she sat in the waiting chair.
To her left was Rogue, still in her costume as usual. But, she had not an ounce of brunette hair left in her mane. Wrinkles and crow's feet were embedded in her face, while her neck sagged. Lower down, her once ample body was no more; a shell of its former self. Wrinkled arms and stick legs with knobby knees were her new norms. SHIELD was kind enough to give her a cane for support. Being nearly ninety years old does not do the body any good.
With a shaky voice, "Kitty is that you dear?" Rogue muses.
"Holy shit Rogue, your so............................old looking." Kitty exclaims.
"Understatement........finished up with Scott on mission, then felt this......................draining sensation....." Rogue said looking at her age spotted hands. Feeling up and down her weak arms she looked to Kitty.
"Well at least you just got old after a mission, not trying to phase through a wall and coming out.............................frail." Kitty retorts as she lifts her arms up too, bingo wings hanging in the wind. Her cowl just raised enough to peek at her ashen nipples pointing towards the ground, flashing Rogue.
"Though seems your girls are heading south...." Rogue jokes as she coughs some from the well timed joke.
"Haha we are now both members of the Saggy Titty Committee......." Kitty chimes in.
Cackling some, her dentures pop out into Kitty's lap. "Wellsh dish ish jush greash." Rogue muses as she feels her toothless mouth. To their right, that young man that hand tended to Kitty was walking by.
"Kitty, you sure you don't want to go back to your room?" He questioned.
"It's OK young stud; I'll wait out here for a bit with this prime beauty." Kitty says winking back at Rogue.
Grabbing and whipping down the gooey dentures, he attempts to hand them to Rogue. "Thank you......oh........handsome....I..." Rogue says accidentally grabbing the young mans' arm. An odd sensation begins to over take both of them. It seems as if she was draining the ever aging stud of his age. His youthful hair was turning into a horseshoe, while wrinkles piled on all over his form. A prominent gut was swelling past his uniform, while his arms and legs grow weaker and weaker. "Oh shit...................wait..........................I'm so sorry........................" Rogue exclaims as she continues to siphon more and more of the young man's vitality. When the process subsided, there stood a very skeletal looking elderly man losing his battle with gravity. The toothless gent was taken aback by the whole ordeal, almost falling. Rogue, having gained much of her previous strength back, caught the near centenarian.
"Holy shit man; I'm so sorry...." Rogue mentions as she feels the frail state of the once young man.
"Seemsh we switchsh places......" the old man says before drifting off to sleep.
"Looks like I can retract your membership for now Rogue." Kitty retorts.
The significantly youthened Rogue stood aghast, her ill fitting costume now fitting quite snug on her 39 year old frame; though she still possessed crow's feet and some nice jiggle in the middle of her frame. With a slightly cellulite ass to boot.
"Darlin, you should be back to your usual age after.............a while." Rogue muses to the elderly man, looking back at her now only slightly aged hands. No back pain or jowls as well, just a drained young man instead.
Last Edit: Jul 7, 2020 20:26:51 GMT -6 by niddlyby43