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Tweak says, "We will never surrender!"

Matthew Howard [Pietro Maximoff] (highspeed) wrote in crossover,
@ 2008-11-22 08:38:00

Entry tags:

gilda dent, quicksilver

Who: Gabrielle (Gilda Dent) and Matthew (Quicksilver)
What: Finding someone to ~~hide with~~ turn to
When: After this
Where: Gabrielle's pad
Rating: PG-13 for mentions of violence

Standing outside her door, more than a little shell-shocked, Matthew noted absently that the power was out not just in Queens but in parts of the city as well. It struck him as a little odd that he and Magneto could cause such destruction in this world. Some things never changed.

He knocked on Gabrielle's door with his good arm. The one that had been clipped by Wally's weapon was hanging limply, some blood trickling down to his fingers. It hurt. With all the little cuts that decorated his body, just standing there hurt. He knocked again stiffly and loudly, almost shaking the door on its hinge.

"Please be home." Matthew's voice was thin. "Please."

He swayed on his feet. The use of his power and having watched Magneto tear down half of a power plant was starting to get to him. When the door finally opened, Matthew exhaled in relief. Before he even caught full sight of her, he was speaking. "Sorry," was the first thing he said. "Wasn't fast enough. Need..." he stumbled forward, almost falling into her arms. He righted himself at the very last minute and caught her eye. He knew he looked pathetic. Gone was the normal, arrogant man that Matthew always strove to be. Standing in his place was a broken boy. He had the shame to glance down at his feet. Part of him expected she'd turn him away.

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highspeed
2008-11-22 08:11 am UTC (link)

Matthew swallowed around the lump in his throat. He didn't like being looked at with pity. And it was easy enough to take her concern for pity. "Magneto." Matthew's voice was soft and shaky. "He attacked." A bitter laugh escaped his lips before he could contain it. "And took out the power." And, Matthew thought, he almost killed me in the process. But that really wasn't worth mentioning just yet.

In any other state, Matthew would have been looking around and taking in Gabrielle's apartment. As it was, inquisitiveness had him looking around in spite of his injuries, but he wasn't absorbing the little touches that made it her space. He'd been here before, but not often or long enough to have the layout or her belongings memorized.

Breathing out and trying his very best to ignore the pain, he leaned on her and said, "I'm sorry. I didn't know where else to go."

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