WHO: Warren and Lois London aka Mortis!!
WHERE: JAIL
WHEN: Monday evening
WARNINGS: Hideous
SUMMARY: Warren flew back into the city to have drinks with Sam at his bar tonight. However, he decided to come early and make a pit stop to visit his girlfriend's sister in jail.
FORMAT: Paradeath
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Never forgive, never forget )
"What do you want?"
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"I couldn't come and visit? I'm hurt." He shook his head in a scolding manner, and slowly paced in front of the bars of the cell. "I wanted to make sure that you were being provided for, of course."
Not really.
I want to see you suffer.
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"Are we going to swap stories of what it's like to be caged somewhere we don't want to be?"
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"If you care to enlighten me on how much you're enjoying yourself, though, I'd be happy to listen."
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Lois figured that if she had to suffer this humiliation then she should at least be able to try and make him squirm. She was unsure how successful she would be, but half the fun was at least trying.
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"I'm sure you'll get the chance someday," Warren told her smugly. "If not here, maybe in another time and on another world. I didn't forget what that little pink bitch did; we're not finished. Not me and her, and not you and I."
So long as Lois was breathing and terrorizing Alison, Warren would feel that desire to let the Horseman loose on her.
Not today, though.
"You're where you need to be now. Alison won."
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"She won the battle, not the war," Lois grumbled, and kicked a bottle. It rolled across the floor, stopping when it hit the barrier. "Blink will rip you to shreds if you try anything with her. She took such pleasure in destroying your wings."
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"No matter how hard you try, you're not going to be able to destroy me...or her. You'll have to accept it someday."
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She might never be able to kill Alison, but that didn't mean she couldn't hurt her sister. "Just being in this cell will eat away at her. She wasn't able to help me, and I know she blames herself for that."
Maybe not as much as Lois blamed her, but she hoped that some small part of Alison would always regret never checking in on her. Things might have been different if she had at least called.
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"Your excuses only run so far, Lois. Do you know how many people I've met who have lost family members? Who were abandoned by people they loved? Who were beaten and sometimes even raped by their own parents?"
He shook his head, and there wasn't an ounce of sympathy in his expression.
"You're the only one out of them all who used it as an excuse to run around like a psychotic freak. The only one. The rest of them I know--some of them are even X-Men. Heroes. Good people who made their own choices and did better than what their families gave them."
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Once she got back from this world, she would find Blink and they would continue Selene's mission. If she had to kill one mutant at a time then she would, no matter how long it took to complete her mission.
"And don't lie to me, Warren. There have been others. Kevin was one of Selene's greatest assets and a former student of Xavier's."
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"When I was with X-Factor a long time ago, we used to pick up kids much worse off than you. Some of them had been living in sewers, another was a prostitute, and almost all of them had been beaten by their parents. Little kids and they still had more balls than you," Warren continued onward. His voice was getting a little tense, most likely due to the fact that he was already upset about Sally right now, and thinking about this stuff again just made him want to rage. "You're nothing but a little rich bitch who just threw a hissy fit because you couldn't get what you wanted."
A beat.
"And that was to be just like your sister."
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Except he knew plenty, but she wasn't about to let him see how much his words had cut her like a knife. The time for her wanting to be just like Alison had passed. Now all she wanted to do was make her and every other mutant pay for her own failures.
"Why don't you go and bother those friends of yours? I'm sure they would enjoy your idle prattling more than I am."
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Besides, it was easier to prop open his briefcase on his lap while he was down there. "I also brought you something; I figured you were bored."
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"I don't want it."
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He grinned wickedly, and flipped through the pages before finding some wonderful, praise filled Dazzler reviews and articles. "Doesn't she look so pretty?"
Warren slid the magazines through the bars and left them open on the floor in front of the barrier.
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