Help Unasked
Title: Help Unasked
Universe: Excalibur, Marvel Comics
Rating: PG
Summary: He never asked for their help.
Jonothan Evan Starsmore looked in the mirror and scowled at the man he saw there. Grey skin slid over muscle, and blue lips turned downward. "I look like a bleedin' corpse," he muttered to himself. He traced a blue line running from his mouth to his hairline with a finger, and very slowly, he smiled.
At least, it would have been a smile if you took away the loathing and disgust that filled the _expression.
"The sad thing," he muttered to himself, "is that if he'd gotten to me before that poncy bugger Xavier. I would've done anything for him."
With an annoyed sigh, Jono glanced around the bog he'd taken over. Nobody around, just like when he'd come in.
Good. He didn't need an audience.
The make-up had cost too much. He'd have to be careful about how much he spent after this. At least, until he found a job.
They should have just left him alone. They should have given him the choice instead of making it for him. he was tired of this shit, tired of people deciding what was best for him and acting on it without so much as a by-your-leave.
No more.
Universe: Excalibur, Marvel Comics
Rating: PG
Summary: He never asked for their help.
Jonothan Evan Starsmore looked in the mirror and scowled at the man he saw there. Grey skin slid over muscle, and blue lips turned downward. "I look like a bleedin' corpse," he muttered to himself. He traced a blue line running from his mouth to his hairline with a finger, and very slowly, he smiled.
At least, it would have been a smile if you took away the loathing and disgust that filled the _expression.
"The sad thing," he muttered to himself, "is that if he'd gotten to me before that poncy bugger Xavier. I would've done anything for him."
With an annoyed sigh, Jono glanced around the bog he'd taken over. Nobody around, just like when he'd come in.
Good. He didn't need an audience.
The make-up had cost too much. He'd have to be careful about how much he spent after this. At least, until he found a job.
They should have just left him alone. They should have given him the choice instead of making it for him. he was tired of this shit, tired of people deciding what was best for him and acting on it without so much as a by-your-leave.
No more.