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Beck (
celtic_cherokee
) wrote in
mashup_drabbles
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2016
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12
-
04
13:05:00
Entry tags:
x-men: diamond
,
x-men: magneto
,
x-men: mystique
Week of 12/4 - 12/10
Fallen from heaven...
OR
Raising hell!
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Raising hell!
thats_so_raven
2016-12-05 10:27 pm UTC
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"Erik!"
..."Yes, Raven?"
"You're slacking."
"Beg pardon?"
"With your children." Mystique enunciated. "I keep having these awkward run-ins with Lorna. You dropped the ball. You need to pick it back up. I don't care if you get all net, or if you take a granny shot and miss, but you
have got
to pick it back up."
"I have
no
idea what any of that means."
"STOP BEING SO EUROPEAN!"
"Stop being so bossy! I'm doing just fine with Lorna - and Pietro, for that matter."
"She told me she'll never call me 'mom'."
"...I'll have a talk with her."
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Fallen from heaven...
diamondmine
2016-12-05 10:40 pm UTC
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Emma was sitting in blissful solitude in the cafe(teria) when she felt a mental and physical shift that aligned too perfectly to be coincidence. It was Warren's daughter. Diamond leaned forward in order to concentrate, as if she wanted to hear what was happening. In her mind, she focused on the thoughts of the girl, but in Emma's body, she was tapping in to what the girl's mutation was up to. Or, mutations, rather. She'd known there was potential for growth within the Worthington heiress ever since Emma's arrival at Xavier's. But now it was clear. She needed to tell the doctors. And the parents.
After
her coffee. Yes. After. She took a sip and sat back in her chair, legs recrossing for comfort.
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Fallen from heaven...
big_guns
2016-12-06 08:18 pm UTC
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When in Rome... you could avoid creepy Irishmen. But apparently Warren was concerned enough to hire an ex-colleague to track Mars while the fam was out of the country. Luke, of course, couldn't perform the task. Ronan could sense him. He 'knew Luke's face', as Warren had pointed out. Still, that didn't stop Luke from wanting to pin the little McPrick against a wall with his knuckles. Eva sure as hell had a type. White guys - accents - bad attitudes. But both she
and
Luke had picked right the first time. "So what's gonna happen when he talks to her again?"
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