White Noise (9/?) Warnings: references to the holocaust and terrorism, dehumanisationtawabidsNovember 25 2011, 13:27:41 UTC
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My name is Wanda Darcholm & red is my favourite color. I live wiht my anty Raven & my uncle Hank & my brohter Pietro. We hav to write waht our parents do at work but I don’nt have parents. My anty told me a good story yestaday about my uncle Charles. When Charles was in the army he woud do pranks on people & his freind Alex woud help. One day wen it was very snowy they were watching the fence between Genosher & Canader. they wanted to get home fast so they told ther boss they were doing a prank on some people at ther camp & ther boss thort it was funny so he let them go. But they were relly going home bcos it was cold. they took a shortkut becos they did not want any one to see them & then they saw ther was some of the Canader army in the forest. Charles hid from the Canader army but ther was nowher for Alex to hide but Charles was a tellypath so he made the army not see Alex. But then the army stopped!!! & Alex coudnt move becos the tellypathey woud not work good if he moved they were both STUCK wiht lots and lots of Canader humans everywhere!!
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Charles paused. He seemed to be looking at the window behind my head. The clock tower above the town hall was striking midnight. I’d had no idea it was that late.
“Well?” I asked, leaning forward over my knees. “What happened? How did you get away?”
Charles sat in the corner of the sofa with his legs curled under him. “I’m very tired,” he said, in a voice like the slow lap of the turning tide. “If I don’t go back soon the block will be closed for the night, and I’ll be made to sleep on a cold floor in the holding cells.”
I scrubbed my chin with my hand. I almost said, ‘but you can sleep on this couch’, but no - too many people would see us the next day, too many questions would be asked. Besides, I was not quite in such throes of dilemma that I would go to bed with an enemy, however well-cuffed, in the room next door.
“Very well,” I said, standing up. “I’ll have you sent back at once.”
He looked back at me as Azazel led him away, and I felt the biological pull stronger than ever. He was waiting for me to say something - to tell him my decision about the presidential pardon. It was incredibly cruel to make him wait through the night without knowing.
Re: White Noise (9/?) Warnings: references to the holocaust and terrorism, dehumanisationblack_betty_26November 25 2011, 14:07:07 UTC
just--this--what!? This is so good, I'm incoherent. fuck. You've created this entire WORLD and with such ease, it's actually astonishing...I love that Charles and Erik are "bonded" as it adds such a complex layer to everything that's happening...and Charles' confession that he mind controlled Alex and Darwin and Warren so that they would go free... And Charles helping the humans, who, holy shit, are completely persecuted--GAH! so good!!!
Re: White Noise (9/?) Warnings: references to the holocaust and terrorism, dehumanisationtawabidsNovember 25 2011, 20:12:39 UTC
How do you do it? I have read your other fics on the meme, and it is astonishing the ease with which you write these complex characters, back plots, and freaking fictional worlds.
Like, seriously?
Really looking forward to more of this AU. Wondering if Wanda and Pietro are still Magneto's kids...if not, how do they fit into the story?
Re: White Noise (9/?) Warnings: references to the holocaust and terrorism, dehumanisationtawabidsNovember 25 2011, 21:23:24 UTC
Oh God I never thought I could find a dystopia fic so hot and engaging to read. The historical documents are chilling and very, very credible. You excell at worldbuilding. Off to read everything you ever wrote.
My name is Wanda Darcholm & red is my favourite color.
I live wiht my anty Raven & my uncle Hank & my brohter Pietro. We hav to write waht our parents do at work but I don’nt have parents.
My anty told me a good story yestaday about my uncle Charles.
When Charles was in the army he woud do pranks on people & his freind Alex woud help. One day wen it was very snowy they were watching the fence between Genosher & Canader. they wanted to get home fast so they told ther boss they were doing a prank on some people at ther camp & ther boss thort it was funny so he let them go. But they were relly going home bcos it was cold. they took a shortkut becos they did not want any one to see them & then they saw ther was some of the Canader army in the forest. Charles hid from the Canader army but ther was nowher for Alex to hide but Charles was a tellypath so he made the army not see Alex. But then the army stopped!!! & Alex coudnt move becos the tellypathey woud not work good if he moved they were both STUCK wiht lots and lots of Canader humans everywhere!!
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Charles paused. He seemed to be looking at the window behind my head. The clock tower above the town hall was striking midnight. I’d had no idea it was that late.
“Well?” I asked, leaning forward over my knees. “What happened? How did you get away?”
Charles sat in the corner of the sofa with his legs curled under him. “I’m very tired,” he said, in a voice like the slow lap of the turning tide. “If I don’t go back soon the block will be closed for the night, and I’ll be made to sleep on a cold floor in the holding cells.”
I scrubbed my chin with my hand. I almost said, ‘but you can sleep on this couch’, but no - too many people would see us the next day, too many questions would be asked. Besides, I was not quite in such throes of dilemma that I would go to bed with an enemy, however well-cuffed, in the room next door.
“Very well,” I said, standing up. “I’ll have you sent back at once.”
He looked back at me as Azazel led him away, and I felt the biological pull stronger than ever. He was waiting for me to say something - to tell him my decision about the presidential pardon. It was incredibly cruel to make him wait through the night without knowing.
But the truth was I had no answer yet.
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Like, seriously?
Really looking forward to more of this AU. Wondering if Wanda and Pietro are still Magneto's kids...if not, how do they fit into the story?
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