McKenzie Fitzroy (ex_telepathe730) wrote in age_of_miracles, @ 2008-01-27 15:18:00 |
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Entry tags: | brave new world, magneto, remora |
Thread: Magneto and Remora
Who: Eric 'Magneto' Lensherr and McKenzie 'Remora' Fitzroy.
When: Afternoon, Sunday January 27th, 2008.
Where: The White House, Washington D.C.
What: Remora has been busy doing all sorts of work for Magneto, and has recently not been doing as well. Everyone knows that Eric probably has a washing list of things for a telepath to do, once he got one, so Kenzie's been running himself into the ground doing them. Russell made him sleep, which messed up the plans a bit -- and now Remora has to explain himself.
Doctor Roseveldt has been less than pleased to see McKenzie. Most people were, but she had a more specific reason to get him out of her sight -- the boy, despite her orders, had come to her with the single intention of speaking with her family: something the doctor had forbidden. Still, in his defense the request had not come from the boy directly, but rather through him from the very top of the pile: Magneto himself had desired the young telepath's presence. Every instinct told her to deny him, more for his own safety than to keep Danielle safe, but then she remembered the notes on the mutant codenamed 'Remora' -learned of his exploits- and wondered if perhaps he was deserving of the Brotherhood.
Which was why they were stood here now, in the hallway of the White House: he, the short and disheveled psychic, blood in his hair and eyes almost permanently closed, and she, the tall, thin teleporter without an inch of normal-colored skin -- hair, nails, everything the darkest shade of black he'd seen. She looked at him coolly, a little repulsed at being forced to take him anywhere; though Remora, at his best, could look somewhat attractive (in the right light), now he seemed to be holding himself together with hope and some fishing wire: thin, tired-looking and permanently caked in dried (and often still wet) blood, he was hardly the poster boy for the Brotherhood of Mutants.
But that was Magneto's fault as much as it was McKenzie's. The old man had given him too much to do and, like the impressionable little boy he still was, he tried to do it all. Too much for two psychics, let alone one, Remora had taken one a burden that would prove impossible even for the most skilled of telepaths...and he'd nearly done it. But now things had unraveled a little, and that was why he was here. That was why he was, right at that moment, knocking at the door of the most powerful man in the country, watched over by numerous people (guards, perhaps?) who all looked like they knew something the young boy didn't.
Remora didn't feel very well.