A/N: More things should be in italics, but I don't want to go through the entire thing for anything other than thoughts. I apologize.
Emma’s quite sure she hasn’t laughed so hard in a long time. By the time she’s done, the two are glaring at her, which is really nothing new.
“I’m glad you find Charles’ naiveté so amusing.”
“Sugar, your brother was never the naïve one.” She laughs. “A naïve telepath, do you have any idea how ridiculous you two sound?”
Magneto rolls his eyes. This is a situation he thinks he’s used to. The arrogant telepath will now tell him the way of the world. He thinks her powers blind her to reality.
Emma sometimes wonders if he understands how predictable his thoughts are, even with the helmet.
“How dare you! Don’t presume that you know everything just because-“
And just like that, Emma is quite done.
“No, Mystique I think it is you who presume. The more you talk about Charles the more it amazes me that you could have lived with a man for so long and still know nothing. Naïve? Do you realize how silly you sound? Not only has that man seen the horrors of the world, he’s experienced them as well. That’s what happens when we manifest Mystique, we hear everything.”
The girl’s mind is racing.
…told him not to read me… And so on. When it comes to her brother, Mystique doesn’t think of much else.
“Yes yes yes, he promised never to read your thoughts. So once he was able to create proper shields you made sure he had to use them all the time. Really Raven, I’m shocked you’re so angry that you were always in a different form. It seems only fair to me.”
As always, little Raven looks to Magneto.
Emma doesn’t even try to hold in her disgust.
“You expected that man to completely block one of his natural senses. It’s like putting a blind fold over his eyes because you don’t like the way he’s looking at you.”
Of course, they both take this as a reference to Raven’s blue.
Well, if she’s going there, if they aren’t getting it, she may as well go all the way.
“You know what happens in the mind of a telepath when someone dies and our shields aren't up?”
She takes her eyes off of the girl and moves them towards Magneto. She doesn’t take his eyes off of him. “We feel it, every single agonizing moment. I can only wonder what it would be like to be actually inside a mind as it happens.”
She sees the recognition in Magneto’s eyes before his face goes blank again. She wants pain. She wants regret.
Not surprisingly, his eyes are filled with anger.
“For someone who could care less about Charles Xavier, you have a lot to say in his defense.”
Deflection. Typical. And….disappointing.
This is why Emma doesn’t bother with silly things like hope.
“You aren’t a telepath, and you’ll never understand.”
Emma’s quite sure she hasn’t laughed so hard in a long time. By the time she’s done, the two are glaring at her, which is really nothing new.
“I’m glad you find Charles’ naiveté so amusing.”
“Sugar, your brother was never the naïve one.” She laughs. “A naïve telepath, do you have any idea how ridiculous you two sound?”
Magneto rolls his eyes. This is a situation he thinks he’s used to. The arrogant telepath will now tell him the way of the world. He thinks her powers blind her to reality.
Emma sometimes wonders if he understands how predictable his thoughts are, even with the helmet.
“How dare you! Don’t presume that you know everything just because-“
And just like that, Emma is quite done.
“No, Mystique I think it is you who presume. The more you talk about Charles the more it amazes me that you could have lived with a man for so long and still know nothing. Naïve? Do you realize how silly you sound? Not only has that man seen the horrors of the world, he’s experienced them as well. That’s what happens when we manifest Mystique, we hear everything.”
The girl’s mind is racing.
…told him not to read me… And so on. When it comes to her brother, Mystique doesn’t think of much else.
“Yes yes yes, he promised never to read your thoughts. So once he was able to create proper shields you made sure he had to use them all the time. Really Raven, I’m shocked you’re so angry that you were always in a different form. It seems only fair to me.”
As always, little Raven looks to Magneto.
Emma doesn’t even try to hold in her disgust.
“You expected that man to completely block one of his natural senses. It’s like putting a blind fold over his eyes because you don’t like the way he’s looking at you.”
Of course, they both take this as a reference to Raven’s blue.
Well, if she’s going there, if they aren’t getting it, she may as well go all the way.
“You know what happens in the mind of a telepath when someone dies and our shields aren't up?”
She takes her eyes off of the girl and moves them towards Magneto. She doesn’t take his eyes off of him. “We feel it, every single agonizing moment. I can only wonder what it would be like to be actually inside a mind as it happens.”
She sees the recognition in Magneto’s eyes before his face goes blank again. She wants pain. She wants regret.
Not surprisingly, his eyes are filled with anger.
“For someone who could care less about Charles Xavier, you have a lot to say in his defense.”
Deflection. Typical. And….disappointing.
This is why Emma doesn’t bother with silly things like hope.
“You aren’t a telepath, and you’ll never understand.”
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