Longshot’s Notes to Producers Diary Journal Musings
Turn around, every now and then I get a little bit lonely and you’re never coming round….
So today I went to Vegas to see Dazzler’s show… again. I don’t know why I keep going back. It’s always the same show. Pyrotechnics, “ABBA” songs, dancing Wolverines, fake fights… Maybe I miss it. Or at least her. I think I know the whole thing by heart now, though it has yet to get old.
Turn around, every now and then I get a little bit tired of listening to the sound of my tears…
I decided to step it up a bit today, though. Rather than my usual sulking from the spectator seats, I took it upon myself to replace the fake me she had cast. His hair is AWFUL. She dedicated the song to me again. “A Winner Takes It All”. Ha, yeah right. I’m lucky, but I feel like I’m missing so much. It was nice being on stage with her again, though, singing our duet. I think she was surprised to see me.
Turn around, every now and then I get a little bit nervous that the best of all the years have gone by…
It’s nice to have friends and be part of a team again; I think it’s renewed my self-confidence a bit. Even if they ARE a motley crew and we ARE on the run… nothing beats the camaraderie. Not having to be alone anymore. It’s like the olden days. Heck, even Gambit was there… the Ragin’ Cajun was definitely a sight for sore eyes. With Daken dressed like Wolverine and Fuse doing the whole Phoenix thing, it almost felt like the X-Men hadn’t changed. Kurt even lives on in our little gang in his daughter, Nightingale. Speaking of Nightingale… I think she’s having trouble coping with the whole “Ms. Marvel is my mother but not really my mother” alternate universe thing, but that’s another story entirely.
Turn around, every now and then I get a little bit terrified and then I see the look in your eye…
Alison and I had some time to get reacquainted while the others left to explore the city. For the first time in years, we had an actual conversation. It was nice. I decided to ignore our sordid past and try to look back to our happier times. The rush of nostalgia flowing through me, I convinced her to remember better times. Besides, Alison never could resist my boyish charms. Note to future self: Read “War and Peace” before coming back to Vegas. I found my old smoking jacket too! Good times…
Turn around, bright eyes… every now and then I fall apart…
Apparently I’m not the only one that doesn’t miss a show. Alison told us about her stalker. This girl, Tammy, is quite a nutjob. She staged a riot of sorts at the show, with shining destructive disco balls of doom. I took out 4 of them, just like in the old days. My body just remembers how to fight and survive. The things Mojo threw at me make fights like this one seem easy. Alison was safe, thanks to my bravery.
I really need you tonight… forever’s gonna start tonight…
So Dazzler hired us to hunt down her ex-stage manager douchebag who helped facilitate Tammy’s attack. As expected of them, Daken and Relapse asked for money. We tracked him to an old casino where the bright Vegas lights go to die. Turns out he was building tech for villains and money. Go figure. I couldn’t really forgive him for how he sold Allison out and almost murdered her.
Once upon a time there was light in my life, now there’s only love in the dark…
We had a beautiful dance. One who called herself Fallow and I danced to the very ballad that broke my heart. The song that Alison won’t sing on stage anymore. The last song the Genie ever heard… I made sure of that. I hope I can take her pain away and fix all the problems I caused her. Maybe she’ll be able to move on… Maybe we’ll have our life back…
….there’s nothing I can do, a total eclipse of the heart.
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