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❝ it's like you said it's way too tough, we've gone away to make it out there all alone. ❞

Aug 03, 2011 15:47

Who: arethebettermen, bitchimmagneto, raventakeflight (CLOSED)
What: Bittersweet reunion of Charles, Erik and Raven.
Where: The Xavier Mansion
When: 8/02; Day
Warnings: SPOILERS for X-M:FC if you still haven't seen it and have somehow managed not to be spoiled already. May induce tearjerking, laughter, rage, and heartbreaking. Please, consult your doctor before reading this. Not suitable for ( Read more... )

*charles xavier: x-men first class, raven darkholme: x-men first class, erik lehnsherr: x-men first class

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bitchimmagneto August 3 2011, 23:01:54 UTC

Erik was unaware of the professor's other concerns at the moment, obviously. He knew nothing of this Noah, nor Tony for that matter. Even if they knew things about him. He wouldn't be too pleased when he found that out; that humans had information on him and that his once-friend-now-enemy gave it to them so readily. That was not the problem at hand though. No, there was something else that needed to be discussed. The issues that he had been dealing with these past couple weeks, the fact that things were left unsaid and unfinished in the wake of the beach incident.

Finding the mansion was a fairly difficult task in a city where he knew nothing. No distinct locations or anything, but eventually he and Raven found the familiar building. The same building they had spent countless days in, training and bonding with the other mutants there. To think that once upon a time he was living here, teaching, almost forgetting what he had come to do ( ... )

raventakeflight August 4 2011, 03:35:48 UTC

Unlike the two most important men in her life, Raven was actually brightly smiling as the pair strolled through this strange dream city towards what could be a potentially awkward reunion between both dear friends and close family. Yes, Erik and her had left Charles in a rush while he was no doubt at his lowest possible peek in life (betrayed by his 'loyal' humans and shot in the back), but the telepath had known it was the only possible way they could both be happy, hadn't he? Charles had understood them, he had to. So why wouldn't he welcome the two of them back with open arms as if nothing had changed? Opposite sides of the battlefield or not, they all still cared for and respected each other.

A street here and a street there, and then there it was. The Xavier Mansion in all it's great glory before them. Erik would likely hear a soft, barely noticeable sigh of relief at his side.

It was home. Raven was finally homeSince that day she'd taken Erik's hand and left her wounded brother in Moria's tender care, the young woman had never ( ... )

arethebettermen August 4 2011, 05:41:58 UTC

He winced at the way she shouted his name, lowering his head as he rubbed his forehead. Well, that certainly didn't help matters, now did it? He sighed and looked back up at the two, his expression blank as his gaze shifted between them. He wasn't put off by Raven's natural blue form, after all that was who she was and how he met her. Erik's attire though.... Charles decided to ignore the helmet that he glared at, but looked at the cape.

"I see the two of you found the mansion without much trouble. That's good, isn't it?" He said instead of pointing out how horrendous the cape was. He leaned himself back against the wheelchair, ignoring the fact that it was there. "It's rather easy to find, I suppose, given the two of you know the building so well."

Charles looked between the two of them again. After a moment he gestured up to the second floor with his fingers. "Your things are still here, given you left them before we went to stop Shaw."

bitchimmagneto August 4 2011, 06:10:04 UTC

Raven had spoken for him really. Because that was pretty much the reaction he had when he saw the wheelchair. A pang of guilt shot through him because he knew it was his fault. If he hadn't been so careless he wouldn't have deflected that bullet where he did, he wouldn't have apparently paralyzed his friend. He didn't know and not knowing was probably the worst part. Well, other than finding out the way he just did ( ... )

raventakeflight August 6 2011, 00:09:48 UTC

Well, Mr. Erik Lehnsherr was completely right on point with that one.

Barely a moment after that startling, single word fell from her gaping mouth, Raven was flying across the room to Charles, kneeling without any hesitation at her brother's side. A blue hand moves rather thoughtlessly to his knee, another to cup his cheek as those yellow eyes of hers hold steady onto his gaze. Just try and escape that horrified expression on her familiar face now. Though the girl has been hurt many times throughout her life, usually by those she'd ended up caring for the most, it has likely been a very, very long time since her closest friend had seen this kind of a reaction from her. Even their final night at the Xavier Mansion before Cuba paled in comparison today.

Sorry, boys, but this still emotional young woman just couldn't hold back her overwhelming feelings nearly as expertly as either of you two can. Especially considering just how terrible this particular revelation was, that Erik had, accidentally of course, paralyzed her brother for ( ... )

arethebettermen August 6 2011, 00:49:23 UTC

"I'm glad that I haven't disappointed you in that regard then, my friend." Charles said to Erik, attention moving straight to Raven as she knelt beside him ( ... )

bitchimmagneto August 6 2011, 05:27:16 UTC

He just watched, arms folded over his chest and no further movement made otherwise. He was never a very touchy feely person, so going over, hugging the man and apologizing would just be odd. That, since they were both men - even if Charles acted like a woman half the time - they had that sense of manly pride that wouldn't let him just blubber like an idiot. Not that he would to begin with, but it was just hard knowing that the other was now paralyzed for life in that wheelchair and it had been because of him. Though technically, if Moira hadn't started shooting at him it wouldn't have happened at all.

He knew he was trying to joke, or at least make light of the situation, but Erik also knew why Charles didn't like the helmet and it wasn't because it looked ridiculous. He hated it because he couldn't see into his mind and it was a symbol of mistrust. Granted, he had said he didn't trust the man outright that day, but who was to say he didn't trust him at all? He was his friend, his confidant. They weren't fighting a war right now ( ... )

raventakeflight August 7 2011, 00:21:00 UTC

That deeply personal look briefly exchanged between Raven and Charles was more than enough to tide her over until they had some time later to speak privately. She could already see the surface of just how deeply he had longed for his sister these last two months, just as he could likely read on her face that being away from his was much harder than she'd suspected it would be. She was terribly happy with Erik, of course, and couldn't wish for more, but gaining one amazing man does not simply fill the void of losing another great one. Especially one that had been such a prominent piece of her life up until a few weeks earlier.

Those few words to very little to comfort her. Charles was fine? Well, the blue woman certainly didn't believe that story in the slightest, but again, it would wait until later when they were alone. It was way too difficult to ask about with Erik around and Raven had no intentions of hurting him by thoughtlessly inquiring about it. No, it would come later ( ... )

arethebettermen August 7 2011, 00:55:53 UTC

"Well, my dear sister, even I know it's a littler ridiculous to be walking around in a cape." Charles chuckled lightly, smiling at her then looking back to Erik. "You would not have followed my advice even if I was there, Erik. You rarely take my advice as it is." The last bit was added sadly, glancing down before putting his hands on the wheels of his chair and nodding for Raven to step aside.

"Everything is as it was. Though, one of the vases is broken. One of mother's favorites. I simply haven't bothered to fix it yet." Charles said as he pushed himself away from the desk, motioning for them to move to the kitchen. It was a comfort zone when it came to Raven, because that was where they met. Then he looked back to Erik. "Hiding and modesty are different, Erik." Although he knew there was no point in asking Raven to dress, which was why the last comment was tacked on playfully.

"We should move to the kitchen. Even if this is a dream, we still need to eat."

bitchimmagneto August 8 2011, 07:31:19 UTC

He was so...uncomfortable joking like this. Especially with the guilt still weighing heavy on his shoulders. Erik was far too proud to get off his high horse for a few seconds and try to play along with this. Just like Raven wanted to speak in private to Charles, so did he, for various other reasons that the blue skinned woman did not need to hear. For banter that would surely turn ugly given how different their viewpoints were on pretty much everything.

"And what would you have chosen if not a cape, Charles? Do enlighten us as to what I should be wearing," he rolled his eyes a bit as the man wheeled past him, averting his gaze and trying his best not to stare at the wheelchair because it hurt and he hated it. They were on opposing teams now and he felt so bad for the man he once called a friend. Hell, they were still friends. ...Sort of ( ... )

raventakeflight August 11 2011, 01:04:08 UTC

"It broke? The bright, ugly vase? The one we always wanted to break ourselves just to get it out of sight?" Raven let Erik trail behind them without complaint, choosing to walk besides Charles for the time being. She just really wasn't ready yet to let her dear brother go quite yet. Not with all these mixed emotions still running through her mind. "Well, who finally beat us to it?" But really, does she even need to ask? Even after so long away from the man and his 'X-men', she could make some accurate guesses on just who was at fault this time...

Her attention, however, jumped away from the talk of broken vases and bad fashion choices at the mention of a single word. Dream.

Her gaze focused on Charles, taking in his expression. "You weren't joking about this all being a dream, were you?" It was ridiculous sounding and just plain stupid, but Raven had always been able to tell when the man was playfully joking around and when he was being dead serious.

arethebettermen August 11 2011, 04:40:20 UTC

Charles glanced over his shoulder at Erik. "I rather preferred the suits that Hank made us. Although," he nodded towards the cape and helmet, "it might me be best if you change the yellow and black to your new found colors." An eyebrow raised as he said the last comment. He would ask who gave Erik the idea for the colors, though he had his suspicions on who it was already.

"A friend of mine here in the city." Charles answered Raven's inquiry as he rolled himself into the kitchen. Noah at least had some rather good AIM as she was blundering about the mansion unable to feel anything. "I was completely serious, Raven. Did you not see the mirror?"

bitchimmagneto August 11 2011, 21:45:48 UTC

"Unfortunately, I didn't have Beast around to assist me when this was being made," it was unfortunate, but not because of the suits he had made or anything, but because Beast hadn't sided with him. The ones that remained, while they may have chosen the wrong side, were still extremely important to Erik. They were brothers after all.

He lifted a brow up, "Why am I not surprised you're already making friends, Charles? Is that really wise in a city like this?" well, probably. Making friends would be better than making enemies considering they were all stuck here.

raventakeflight August 13 2011, 05:03:18 UTC

"Yeah, I mean it would have been pretty difficult to completely miss altogether." But that doesn't exactly mean that a smart girl like Raven would have fallen for the razzle dazzle of a 'magic mirror' right away either. They were mutants, after all, for God's sake. They had seem a lot stranger things than a silly trick glass before. "It kind of gave me the creeps." But if Charles, after over a month of living here, was completely assured they were in a dream, that was more than enough evidence for her. She would trust his word over nearly anyone else, with the exception of Magneto, of course ( ... )

arethebettermen August 13 2011, 06:05:34 UTC

"I'm not entirely sure they are mutants in the same way we are." Charles said as he turned the wheelchair to face them once they entered the kitchen. He had become quite skilled in maneuvering it. "They are certainly people with abilities and we should reach out to them to help them. This I won't disagree on."

He gave a gesture for them to take a seat at the table. It was an unspoken way of making themselves comfortable. "Erik, please. Remove that bloody helmet. It's ridiculous."

bitchimmagneto August 13 2011, 09:40:01 UTC

So this really was some kind of dream world. It was increasingly more believable the more he heard about it, what with the ability to literally dream up things out of nowhere, but there had to be some kind of explanation. If there was, he would find it, so help him he would, "There's no need to worry yourself over it," he assured Raven as best he could, offering the smallest of smiles in response to the one she gave him ( ... )

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