[Po has never seen anything like this before. He's not sure what to make of it. Sometimes animals claw and bite at themselves, but generally when things like gnats and ticks take over and it really, really hurts. Like that one time he had a tick on his paw between his fingers, and he spent all day chewing on it...it became a big bloody mess and his dad had to scour it out with a hot needle.
But his face isn't judgmental, simply confused. Concerned. Worried.]
[Video | Private]bluesteelbitchAugust 27 2011, 03:54:09 UTC
[A cold look appears on the video, one that doesn't seem out of place on the extremist's face. One that makes sense given her run in with "Charles" and that supposed "Azazel" wandering around. Not to mention the swamp rat, thank you very much. But still. With the small skull adorning her forehead, it's easy to remember the mutant before her, the supervillain that kept humans and mutants alike living in fear, breathing through nostrils of the Everyman and Everywoman, the one who could be Everyone and No One at all...yes, this look is one of purest disdain. But, perhaps, within it, are contained hints of disapproval as well.]
Laura.
[The voice is cool, but serves as a harsh snap back to reality-or should. White-gloved fingers appear next to a perfectly blue cheek, and she tries to get through with something simple:]
How long have you been mutilating yourself, Laura?
[Video | Private]painhelpsAugust 27 2011, 05:33:26 UTC
[Laura's head snaps up swiftly and she looks at Mystique with a wild, confused, expression. There's a gnawing craving eating away and at her and all she can think is that she doesn't want to hurt anyone, not again, not after being forced to for so long.
She only focuses on Mystique's question though, not anything else.]
[John had already been having issues today, and then he sees this. This...this shameless display. This slap in his face. This person, blessed with healing, doing it over and over again...seemingly without a Goddamn concern that it might be on other people's minds, too. He knows he'll get heat for this, for saying this, for thinking this, but he can't contain it:]
Down the street, not across the road. Next time you play Thanksgiving turkey with your arm, why don't you do it privately? This is fucking bullshit.
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But she speaks calmly, maybe even with some concern.]
What's wrong? Your head getting fucked around with?
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But his face isn't judgmental, simply confused. Concerned. Worried.]
Laura?
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Yes?
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That can talk and stuff.]
You have ticks?
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No.
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Laura.
[The voice is cool, but serves as a harsh snap back to reality-or should. White-gloved fingers appear next to a perfectly blue cheek, and she tries to get through with something simple:]
How long have you been mutilating yourself, Laura?
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She only focuses on Mystique's question though, not anything else.]
Since my first mission.
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Lucid enough, that is.]
Who here knows you do this?
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This was not meant to record.
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Down the street, not across the road. Next time you play Thanksgiving turkey with your arm, why don't you do it privately? This is fucking bullshit.
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We know it's bad because he uses her name.]
Laura.
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I do not understand this.
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