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Rachel Summers/Phoenix | Rachel Anne Grey-Summers (cosmicflame) wrote in colligo_threads,
@ 2012-05-07 22:37:00

Entry tags:

erik lehnsherr, rachel summers

WHO: younger!Rachel Summers and older!Erik Lehnsherr
WHAT: Everyone's been telling Erik that he's wrong about humans. Rachel's situation might suggest otherwise...
WHEN: While both are canon-swapped
WHERE: The X-Mansion
WARNING: Mentions of psychological abuse and disordered eating
STATUS: In Progress

Rachel lay in one of the hospital beds in the mansion's medical facility. In the past few years, she'd been drugged and conditioned to serve as a Hound; while her nutrition level had been kept adequate to carry out the hunts, it was still deficient. A recent hunger strike hadn't helped that.

After her arrival in this strange place, she'd been brought in and hooked up to a variety of IV solutions. She wasn't completely convinced yet that this wasn't some hallucination. The mansion had been destroyed with her in it, yet here it was perfectly intact. It didn't have intense levels of security. People she knew before weren't the ages that they should be.

It wasn't that she disbelieved in time travel or crossing worlds. Her own mutation let her project a consciousness across time. She just found it very difficult to believe that she was in a safe place after everything, and especially that the mansion was that safe place.

At some point when she was unconscious, her inhibitor collar had been removed, freeing her powers. She'd kept them mostly reined in, ashamed of how she'd been made to use them. Still, she could sense the comings and goings around the mansion and felt a dismay when she realized that Pete Wisdom and Forge had disappeared. It wasn't the same as feeling a death. They were just... gone, but she knew that would be troubling for the people left behind. She was scared to reach out too much, so she just quietly let people's thoughts brush past hers as she watched a shadow on the ceiling.

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wealreadyare
2012-05-08 04:59 am UTC (link)

Erik hadn't known that someone had been moved to the infirmary. One of his attempts to shift the metal in the kitchen had resulted in him accidentally slicing his hand, something which Erik hadn't done in a very long time, and he had retired here merely to bandage the wound before it could get any worse. Lingering quietly as he spotted the young woman, Rachel if he recalled correctly, laying in the bed, Erik bound his wound to make sure it was likely to heal without much issue before turning slowly towards her bed.

"Are you recovering well, my dear?" Erik asked carefully as he stepped over towards her. Granted, he wasn't really sure what was ailing her, but from the way that she was resting, he was more than willing to assume that it was something serious. "I would hate to see any of us stuck in these beds just too long and miss out on the wonders that this place seems to offer."

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cosmicflame
2012-05-08 05:05 am UTC (link)

"Hmmm...?" She brought her attention back into the room and on who was speaking and getting bandaged. Her eyes went wide. "What-- M-Magnus? You're safe? I thought..."

She sagged back into the pillows as it caught up to her; this probably wasn't the man she'd known, no matter the resemblance, either because he was imagined or because she was really in a place where people crossed realities. "I'm sorry, you probably aren't who I think you are. I think one of the bags is almost out."

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wealreadyare
2012-05-09 02:44 am UTC (link)

"No, I'm probably not," Erik said, a bit of sad fondness in his tone all the same. He had never gone by his middle name, not that he could recall, for any longer than the time that it took to give someone a false name and disappear again. "But that doesn't mean that I'm not willing to listen to whatever you have to say," He said, stepping in next to her and examining the IVs that she was hooked up to.

"It does look like one of these is about to run out. Let me check the cabinets and see if there's a replacement. Those things are pretty easy to switch off once the lines are all connected up," He said with a nod as he crossed towards the infirmary cabinets to check the supplies.

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cosmicflame
2012-05-09 02:50 am UTC (link)

"Are you Erik Magnus Lehnsherr? Magneto? Or do you just look like him?"
She managed a grateful smile as he checked up on that. "Thank you."

While he looked through the cabinet, she ran a hand over her closely shaved hair, careful not to pull out any IV lines in the process. She pulled a face and let her hands rest back in her lap. If she was going to be here awhile, she'd definitely have to grow that hair out.

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wealreadyare
2012-05-09 03:28 am UTC (link)

"I am him," Erik said, glancing back over at her before extracting the proper bag out of the cabinets and crossing back over to the bed. "Whether I am the one you remember is perhaps the more complicated question because the answer could be both yes and no depending upon when you're from. I know I don't recognize you from my own experiences, but again, time is questionable here," He said, carefully laying the full bag down at he took the empty one and replaced the IV from one bag onto the other.

"Who did this to you, my dear?"

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cosmicflame
2012-05-09 03:41 am UTC (link)

"You don't go by Magnus, do you? I'm not all the way convinced about where I'm at now. This could all be in my head." She looked up to watch him hang the new bag. "I'm not sure I'd imagine that, though. I'm from... 2028, I think."

There were a number of chairs on hand, so she gestured to the nearest one. "Most of it's a man called Ahab. The Master of the Hounds. A little bit is me, because I stopped eating for awhile. I just... couldn't."

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wealreadyare
2012-07-03 06:14 pm UTC (link)

"No, I do not," Erik said, casting her a sidelong glance. It seemed a lot of things had changed in the years that he had yet to experience. Though, the idea that he was still alive in twenty years time was a daunting thought. Especially if it meant he was alive to watch things go to hell. "Not yet, at least. You seem to be from a good handful of decades from where I am," He said, making sure all of the connections to the IV bag were hooked up before moving to one of the chairs that she'd indicated, taking a seat.

"I'm not familiar with the name," Erik said, frowning to himself. "Though, from the looks of things, it may be better that I do not."

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cosmicflame
2012-07-03 06:44 pm UTC (link)

"Huh... but you looked younger than do you now. There was some kind of... de-aging, a long time ago. I don't know the details. I wasn't born." Obviously, for a man who'd come of age in the Holocaust to survive well into the 21st century, something would've had to be done to him or he'd have to time travel.

"Thank you. And that's good. Really good. Don't want him around. He... he hunted mutants. He used other mutants to do it." She went quiet. Magnus had always been very intelligent, so surely Erik was as well. It was easy to put together.

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wealreadyare
2012-07-03 07:55 pm UTC (link)

So, that was what it had come to, then? Forced to turn on each other by people who wanted them gone, it really did figure that that would be what things amounted to with themselves constantly debating morality and proper procedure while letting the humans gain more and more ground against them. It was a horrifying thought and even more horrifying by the state that she was in and how it seemed to solidify it as more than just a potential future.

"I see," Erik said after a moment, the revelation clear on his features even if he didn't say any more words than that at first, holding her gaze for a long moment before heaving a sigh. "Did the world turn all at once, or was it progressive?

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cosmicflame
2012-07-03 08:06 pm UTC (link)

Rachel kept the eye contact, though her eyes were getting tearful over admitting to him what she'd done, even though she hadn't explicitly stated it. She'd half-expected him to launch into a speech and instead he just asked a question. "I guess progressive. My parents... they used to tell me it wasn't as bad when they were growing up. I was born not too long before laws about mutants... breeding. As if we're dogs. Pretty much everything went to hell."

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wealreadyare
2012-07-05 02:40 am UTC (link)

Wasn't as bad. Erik couldn't help but smile at that, a bitter, dark smile that reflected all of the feelings that he had towards the thought that it 'wasn't as bad'. "That is always the perspective when they start murdering people," Erik said quietly. "That legislated discrimination was clearly the better way to let them go about it, without ever realizing that it was their own inaction in changing the way that things were going was why it got so bad in the first place."

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cosmicflame
2012-07-07 07:17 pm UTC (link)

"Oh, there was a lot of... 'legislated discrimination' by the time I was born. Registration acts. Limits on where I could go to school. But when they were growing up, some people didn't even really believe mutants existed. It's harder to fear and hate what you don't think is real, right?" She shifted herself in the bed and held out a hand to him. "If you'll let me... I'll show you what it was, being a Hound. Someone has to know. Stop it from happening in your world."

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