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He knows that some of what Erik does, his affinity for violence, his ingenuity with his gift, must have come from Shaw but that it had been honed under the direction of Erik's own anger. That every room Erik Lehnsherr has entered since the day of his mother's death has been a death trap, the gears of the ornate clock on a mantelpiece, wiring in the walls, an earring discarded. Once when they're having sex in his father's study Erik moves to pull the couch closer and it being a heavy old world affair made of solid oak with resined seams it barely budges. Instead arrayed next to their bodies are all the hundreds of brass fittings off the wood, tiny bullet points of movement.
And Erik is aware of it, of all of it. Charles has known this since that first night in the water, that underneath the riptide of pain and anger is a deep throbbing consciousness of possibility cultivated by years spent on the run. That he's aware of pins in legs, wedding rings, the difference in magnetic resonance in alloys of American and German and Japanese cars. That he's considered impaling men on drive shafts, of ripping the buttons of uniforms through the soft bodies soldiers.
He shows Charles a gold bar once. The edges are perfectly rounded and flawless with the Nazi emblem of the eagle emblazoned on the front; he shows it with the same deference as when he'd shown Charles the tattoo on his arm for the first time, and he'd he held it easily, one-handed so that when he invites Charles to take it he finds it's so deceptively heavy he nearly drops it on the floor. "Is it real?" he'd asked.
Erik had smiled at that, the implication. "I could make one, I suppose, but it's better this way, don't you agree? More meaningful."
That the body of the past carried within it an unexpected weight.
This was super fun <3
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A really fascinating, scary-in-a-way-that-inspires-sympathy portrayal of Erik's fear/anger/totally justified paranoia... Really effective, heavy, totally believable stuff.
For true canon.
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Thanks you :>
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