WHO: Sunspot and Magma
WHERE: Xavier Institute
WHEN: Backdated to Sunday night/Monday morning after the Nightmare incident.
WARNINGS: None really.
SUMMARY: Roberto has JULIAAAAAAAAANA angst and likes to punch stuff. Amara says wtf is this shit.
FORMAT: Parangst
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All this fear falls away to leave me naked. )
For a few moments, Amara could only drop her hairbrush and gape at the hole in the wall that used to be her door. Last time? It fell off the hinges. This time it was a wood explosion. Her carpet was covered in shards of wood and she was sure she was going to get about six hundred splinters.
The door had been locked for a reason. She was wearing a silk robe and little else under it. Amara scrambled to make sure it was tied tightly enough around her waist.
"Roberto."
No, she was not pleased.
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"Amara..."
His voice caught in his throat after that, and suddenly it was really hard to speak.
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"What's wrong? Did something happen?" she asked, immediately concerned. Walking over the wood on the floor without a care, she left some space between them so as not to crowd him. Not that Roberto would ever hurt her but he looked close to hyperventilation. "Are you alright?"
Needless to say, the door was forgotten almost entirely, despite the cold air coming into the room.
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Then he was powering down, revealing the cuts and scrapes and bruises he'd gotten from the fight, and he averted his gaze. "I saw her."
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"Who did you see, Roberto?"
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"J-Juliana."
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"Tell me what happened," Amara closed the space between them, putting her hand on his shoulder comfortingly. "Where did you see her?"
At the same time, she was looking over his injuries. Where had he gotten those?
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"She said I let her die and it's true."
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"It wasn't real," she hoped, "and you know that's not true, Roberto." Amara put her hands on his face so that he was looking down at her. "You wouldn't let her or anyone else you care about die."
What else could she possibly say to make him feel better? This was one of his demons that he would have to learn to live with. All she could do was try to be there for him and assure him that this wasn't his fault.
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So much guilt was there. Even though Juliana was someone he'd loved many years ago, nothing stung worse than the guilt. Nothing. She died because Roberto was a mutant, and that's all there was to it.
"And not only that, but..."
God, what if that was Amara back home right now? Killed by Doug?
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What good was it to live in the past? There were plenty of things Amara wished would just go away forever. Her mother's own death, Doug's death, everything that happened with Manuel-- but they had to be strong. It was their job, the responsibility they carried along with their powers. But on a deeper level, she just didn't want to see Roberto fall apart like this. It was painful to watch when she was helpless to do anything for him.
What was she supposed to do?
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Very slowly he put his hand on top of hers and just squeezed a little.
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Amara dropped her arms for a moment and then hugged him tightly. Sometimes actions were better than trying to form a coherent sentence-- Roberto could probably appreciate that.
She hoped that she could somehow convey that she was here for him, warm and alive with a pulse and that he didn't have to worry about anything.
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"I can, uh, try and fix your door again...?"
Aw man. He made such a mess.
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"We should disinfect your cuts first. Don't worry about the door right now."
Amara could always sleep in one of the extra rooms somewhere. She wasn't too worried about it right now.
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"I didn't even..."
Whoa.
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