pietro. (silverspeed) wrote in mutanthaven, @ 2009-01-19 12:34:00 |
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Entry tags: | pietro maximoff, wanda maximoff |
You've got your transmission and your live wire. (Open to Wanda!)
Another person who could move like him. Older than him, and seemed to have had his powers for longer. And didn't remember ever meeting Pietro's sister. He didn't know what to make of that. Pietro had always fully believed that it was Wanda who had made him able to move the way that he did. Not only that, but he didn't think she'd ever made it possible for anyone else to. She'd never mentioned it to him, anyway, and he didn't like thinking that she was sneaking around behind his back. Maybe there was another witch around? Pietro didn't much like that option either, though. Wanda was special. He didn't want someone that was like her wandering around, stealing her thunder. And then, of course, came the whole wariness of witches in general. It didn't extend to his twin, obviously, but other witches all pretty much needed to be burned, he thought.
To say that Pietro was a bit superstitious would not be unfounded. And it didn't help that he paid so little attention to the world at large that he had no idea people with mutations were starting to be discovered.
He showed up at the motel room that he and Wanda had taken over for the night, still mulling over the encounter. He'd brought food, too, although he wasn't entirely sure what it was. Drive-through roulette. He'd wait until he saw the person at the window passing the bag over, and then he would run between them and grab it. The cashier and the driver never knew what hit them, and he generally had to do it at several different locations to get enough. Thanks, metabolism. Hands full, he kicked at the door some so that she'd come and answer it. "Got dinner!"