Sep 12, 2011 15:16
[There's a bit of uncertain view while Raven fucks with the wearable, and then she appears onscreen, looking distinctly disgruntled.
She was unimpressed by the Junkyard and less impressed by the explanation she received on leaving it. Now, she has on a face she never used before she joined the Brotherhood- a very anonymous human face. She's a little flushed, her expression one of barely-controlled irritation, but when she speaks her voice is calm; a little husky; not at all her own.
The wearable is carefully angled to only show her from the (bare) collarbone up.]
I really wish I could believe this was some kind of trick, but the only person I know of who would do this to me doesn't have this kind of eye for detail, I'm pretty sure. I think.
So hi, uh, Sacrosanct. You can call me Mystique. I'd like some answers, in English, not whatever jargon the machine was spouting, but if I can't get that much I'd settle for a- [sigh] -god, I can't believe I have to ask this- a pair of pants, if you happen to have a spare.
[another pause.]
And Charles... if this is you, and it had better not be, because- please. Just... don't. Okay?
Right.
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