WHO: Warren Worthington and open
WHERE: Infirmary.
WHEN: Tonight; after Scott's post and before the vigil.
WARNINGS: None.
SUMMARY: Warren's awake, and able to take a few visitors before going to turn himself in. Tag yourself in and start separate threads for your character if there is more than one of you.
FORMAT: Whatever you guys want. First
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Just like I did.
It's about two in the morning when he knocks on the door. He's wearing civilian clothes, but feels almost naked. Their...their situations were almost eerily similar, when you got right down to it. Peter turned into a giant Spider and possibly killed people, while Warren.
Well.
"It's me. Can I come in?"
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"Christ -- just." Peter opted to stand up next to the bed-ridden man instead, his face scrunching up in a look of slight discomfort. "Just wait here for a second."
Soon after, he disappeared into the bathroom for a few minutes, obviously looking for something from the sounds he was making.
"Aha!"
When Peter returned, he was holding a hand-sized vanity mirror with a look of pure concentration etched into his face.
"Alright, expetiment time." he breathed, standing up next to Warren's bed once he reached him, the mirror held out just in front of his face.
"Tell me what you see."
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But when Peter returned with the mirror, agitation turned to confusion and all Warren could do was frown.
"I see. Someone who is in desperate need of a shower and a hairbrush. Which really upsets me because there were a lot of pretty women in here today. Bruises aren't very attractive."
It was a total front, yes, and transparent too. But looking at himself right at that moment did not make him very comfortable. It was hard not to see the blood stained, blue faced psychopath that he'd seen on the footage a few hours prior.
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"Try again, hotshot."
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"I see Death. I see Archangel. Nothing more."
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A beat.
"He happens to be a mutant, and some bad things have happened to him in the past, but the good far, far outweighs the bad. And he's beating himself up over something he's already been beaten up enough for, I think."
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"What about all those people that got ripped up, man? The old men, the women, the children? Maybe I deserve to get beat up for that, my fault or not. It's sick."
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"Yes, it hurts right now, and yes, you're going to wake up at night screaming over what you've done, but if you can't see it as just more than one part of yourself, you're going to end up like. Well."
Peter looked down at the ground, mulling over his next words.
"You're going to end up a useless mess." he sighed. "Do you want to spit on the memory of all those people you did save by becoming something like that?"
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Would they call him a monster now, or have faith enough in his previous actions to stand by him.
People worked in amazing ways.
"No. I really don't. They're all good people," he finally glances back up at Peter and sighs a little. "It's just a never ending cycle of trauma and victory for us though, isn't it? We get back up and fight after being punched down so brutally every time? It gets hard after awhile."
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So he sat there, quiet, looking utterly concerned for about a minute before the words slipped out.
"With Great Power comes Great Responsibility."
Uncle Ben always had these things right.
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He had to chin up and move on; to take responsibility for his actions and accept them.
"Thanks, man."
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At least he didn't look so suicidal anymore.
"You know I've got your back."
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"If I ever get my ass out of trouble, I'd have yours too. Just so you know."
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"You'd have my ass?" he asked, voice incredulous. "Dude. We're friends, but that's kind of pushing it even for me."
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Leave it up to Spidey to highlight the moment like that.
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