Where: Brotherhood secret lair place, common room
What: Looking in on the kiddies
Status: in progress
Mystique wandered into the common room of the Brotherhood and looked around. As bad as things were, she felt vindicated.The flesh bags had forced her to be 'cured'. Let them reap the benefits now. She found it wonderfully ironic that making the 'cure' had created a weapon that was destroying them. Already a large portion of homosapiens were either dead or cannibals. Being a mutant usually meant that you had a better chance of surviving, so the ratio between their numbers had most likely been evened out. Sure a few mutants here and there were being taken out by the cannibals or a few paranoid humans. A small price to pay for what may just be the turning point in their struggle. All they needed to do was survive and then they could rebuild, this time with mutants in charge.
Demon looked up as Mystique entered. He smirked and slunk out of the chair and onto his feet. "And now look. The cat has caught a canary. Can this poor humble lad know what has put such a smile on your face? Could I hope that it is the prospect of spending some quality time with me?"
Raven gave him a stern look. "Remember yourself Demon." she said coldly. Then added with a smile. "Just thinking about how the human government has fallen to their own creation. I look forward to the future we will make." She looked around. "Does anyone know where Magneto is?"
Demon backed off quickly at the rebuke. In some contrast to Mystique's obvious enthusiasm, he looked strangely pensive. He hadn't been able to get laid in a long time and it was wearing on him. He never considered himself a nympho, despite his brother's worried glances, but it almost felt like he was going through withdrawal. He hadn't seriously gone after anyone in the group, just some light teasing. When he had joined with Mystique, she had warned against doing that, but it had been so long and things had certainly changed. He didn't have the option of finding some hapless human to scratch that itch and feed off of. And then there was his brother to worry about. He didn't want his brother to be in any danger.