[closed] am i a part of the cure?

[ex_outofcontrol435]

Who: Pyro, Bobby and Rogue
What: Asgard's resident mutants convene over visions of the future.
When: Day 322, evening
Where: Just outside the Gate of Fog
Rating: PG-13 for Pyro, plus talk of violence


[Pyro's not totally confident that Bobby can get Rogue here, but he's waiting anyway, pacing in tight circles with his lighter out and dancing its usual dance in his right hand.

He's never trusted the gods before, and he doesn't know why he is now, but that vision has unsettled him enough that he has to report it to the others. If any part of it was true, and their future involves some kind of magic bullet that can suck the mutation right out of mutants, then he can't see any other way but for the X-Men and the Brotherhood to unite again. Yes, even without Magneto here, he's sure this is what he has to do.

He's haunted by it again and again as he waits: the picture of Mystique falling, her scales slowly peeling away to reveal a human form. A form she could never change out of again. It makes him furious, but more than that, it makes him feel sick. How could such a thing happen outside of Asgard?

(And then he hears Magneto's voice, almost apologetic but laced with steel: I'm sorry, my dear. You're not one of us anymore. That's when he really feels sick, and he tries to force it to the furthest reaches of his mind, beyond even where his parents lie.)

Clink-clink, his lighter closes. Where are they?]

Comments

[congeals]

[ They both were, in different ways. ]

You threatened her first.

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[ex_outofcontrol435]

If you got cured against your will and I made fun of her about it, you think she could've been held back? Besides, I just wanted information, and she was being a - pain in the ass about it.

[Close call, there. Bitch probably would've made Bobby walk away for good, and as much as Pyro hates needing anyone, he doesn't like the idea of being totally cut off from the mutants here right now. Not with what they know.]

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[ex_outofcontrol435]

[That's when he finally turns fully to face Bobby, a surprisingly vulnerable look on his face.]

I'll try if she will. Swear to god, I actually will. Things are different now. But you know I'll never take any shit from anyone.

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[congeals]

I wouldn't let her hurt you. [ Agitated, he sighs. ] Don't you get it? I never wanted --

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[congeals]

[ That last part makes him stop.

He's exhausted with constantly being the mediator. All he ever wanted was to keep both of them in his life, but is it impossible? Still, with this new revelation, maybe there's hope. ]

Look, you're going through a lot. I know. But you have to understand how she feels too.

[ex_outofcontrol435]

I said I'd try. But it's gonna be a two-way street if it happens at all.

[He's pretty much through with the bickering too, at least for today. All he wants is to know that he's got at least one of his kind on his side here. After massaging his forehead wearily, he meets Bobby's gaze - his own is guarded, but without any hatred or anger. Those are never what he feels the need to hide, after all.]

Bobby. You said we'd be friends no matter what. I -

[I need that right now.]

[congeals]

[ For a long moment, he's silent. Once John trails off, he glances down before taking a step toward him. Then another, until he closes the distance. ]

Yeah. [ Lightly, he punches his shoulder. ] Why else would I be here, you jerk?

[ex_outofcontrol435]

[That gets a laugh out of him - short, tense, but a laugh nonetheless.]

Not my charm and killer looks?

[congeals]

[ He smirks slightly. ]

Too bad you don't have either.

[ex_outofcontrol435]

[He's about to point out that he was the one running two chicks at once, but Oswin's still too much of a sore spot for that.]

This coming from you? We could always let our girlfriends fight it out. Might get a good catfight out of it.

[congeals]

[ He rolls his eyes. ]

You would like that.

[ex_outofcontrol435]

Most hot-blooded heterosexual guys would like that, Iceman. Don't act like I'm the exception.

[Bobby might notice a slight difference to Pyro's usual cocky grin - this time it's strongly tinged with pride. Affection, even.]

Nah, I wouldn't let it happen anyway. I've fought Euri before, and I wouldn't wanna have to deal with your long face until Rogue revived.

[congeals]

[ He scoffs. UM RUDE HIS GF CAN TOTALLY KICK YOUR GF'S BUTT OKAY. ]

Like that'll happen.

[ex_outofcontrol435]

I'm telling you, I wouldn't plan any double dates. You've seen her when she's pissed off, and that was just when she hated me. I'd put money on her clawing out eyes if anyone she -

[Whoa there, it's not time for that word yet.]

- was dating got mouthed off.

[congeals]

I'm not worried about it. [ Maybe a little, but... ] Rogue can take care of herself. [ And as if he'd let anyone attack her. ]

Besides, I don't think double dates are gonna happen anyway.

[ex_outofcontrol435]

No fun. You never change.

[He shoves his hands into his pockets, still grinning a little at the idea, and starts to head back toward the city.]

You're right again, though. Euri'll probably think of it eventually, but like hell I'm letting that happen.

[congeals]

[ He follows, eyebrow lifting. ]

Looks like you and Rogue can actually agree on something after all.

[ex_outofcontrol435]

[As comfortable as the banter is, always is, Pyro's starting to realize that Bobby may have an issue here too. Not happy about any of this, he said, and he couldn't have meant Mystique going down.

Still speaking just as casually, he glances sidelong at Bobby.]

She'll take it, huh?

[congeals]

[ At that, he looks down. ]

Dunno. [ "Probably," is the more accurate answer. ]

[ex_outofcontrol435]

[He can't quite hold back the revulsion in his expression. Deadly touch or not, she's a mutant, and she's never had an ounce of pride about it. She'll be one of the traitors that makes this seem legitimate, like a gift to the poor, downtrodden mutants; if they could all just follow her example, everything would be fine, right? The ones who hold out will just be ungrateful, worthy of punishment.

He does manage not to say any of this, though.]

Sick. It's all fucking sick.

[congeals]

[ Sighing, he nods and rubs the back of his neck. ]

Yeah.

[ex_outofcontrol435]

[They'll be going in opposite directions from here, so he pauses before splitting off toward Baldr.]

I called you both out to try and bring us together. All of us. Just so you know that.

[congeals]

[ He glances up, meeting his gaze. Pausing as well, he nods again. ]

I know.

[ex_outofcontrol435]

I've gotta get out of here. It's like living in a damn fishbowl.

[He drives a hand through his hair. The announcement of the trip to Vanaheim hasn't happened yet, but he's already feeling strange and restless from Thiazi's curse, and he's ready to take on the trains alone if it means getting some freedom from Asgard.]

If I'm off the grid for awhile, I just went to Utgard or something. Try not to worry too much. [With that, he starts to walk away.]

[congeals]

[ Perhaps unsurprisingly, Bobby follows. ]

Hey! Wait up.