[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]

[ 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.

[ex_outofcontrol435]

[He does stop, but speaks without turning around.]

Are you gonna do the whole circle just to walk me home? No need to be a gentleman with me, Bobby.

[congeals]

Very funny, jackass. [ However, there's no real irritation in his tone. ]

If you're gonna head off somewhere again, just... call me first, okay?

[ex_outofcontrol435]

[So many snarky answers and nothing but time, yet he doesn't use any of them.]

Yeah, okay. You'll hear from me.

[congeals]

And when you get back too.

[ YOU JUST WORRY HIM WHENEVER YOU RANDOMLY DISAPPEAR OKAY ]

[ex_outofcontrol435]

Don't push it.

[He looks back with a grin that seems to say Bobby will get away with it this once. Then he's starting down the road toward Baldr more briskly.]

[congeals]

[ He smirks in return, watching him leave for a few seconds before turning around and heading to his own district. ]