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silvernpcs 2011-08-27 11:31 pm UTC (link)

If they were going to repel each other Erik wasn't sure that they would want to find out surrounded by stone fixtures, a solid ten feet above the lawns. Still, it was a good question. Erik stopped his parlour trick before their powers had too much of a chance to interact and the coins fell into Lorna's hand. "We'll find out eventually, after we've figured you out." Until then he wasn't risking it. He leaned back against the stone. "How much practice controlling your powers have you had exactly?" Some latched onto instinct as he had, some needed hints, and some needed Charles to push them off the top of the mansion. "When did they manifest?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

so_polarized 2011-08-27 11:44 pm UTC (link)

She pocketed the coins while wearing a smile that, with its luminosity, could rival the waxing of the moon. "I really haven't...had much practise with controlling them," she said, taking one coin out - a nickel - and flicking it into the air. It spun and danced before it dropped into her palm again. "I was fourteen when I started gravitating toward metal things but I've always had green hair which is I guess a sign of my mutation. Then when I was fourteen my parents told me I was adopted and...er...I was kidnapped." She grimaced when she said the word. "Because they wanted me to be you. I mean. Not you exactly but...that's when my powers went all kerflooey. I guess they forced it out of me." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

silvernpcs 2011-08-28 01:00 am UTC (link)

"They wanted you to be me?" He was't sure if that was a question that he wanted an answer to. She had to have meant like him, in full control of his powers. Erik found himself pausing as his thoughts drifted back, unprompted, to 1944. He caught Lorna's eye. "You've lived here your entire life? Never Europe?" he asked cautiously. Not that he knew where Shaw was in this world. It was hard to search for a man when you were so limited as to where you could go. "Who took you?" He looked away from her and back out to the satellite dish. He could have moved it if he'd had a mind to, but that was thanks to Charles, not Shaw. Never Shaw. His anger at the man may have enhanced his powers, but as far as Erik was concerned Shaw had done nothing for him. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

so_polarized 2011-08-28 01:23 am UTC (link)

Lorna, with her big green doe eyes, looked back at Erik like he held all the answers. Because he did, didn't he? He was the Master of Magnetism. She was only the downsized version of him. "I've never been to Europe," she said, wondering why he had asked. "And I don't know who took me. I can remember his face, sort of, but I..." She rubbed her forehead - bits and pieces of the experience came back to her. Painful things, things they had tried to erase but she still could relive it all in persistent flashbacks. Small ones. "I think they tampered with my memory." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

silvernpcs 2011-08-28 02:00 am UTC (link)

"They must have had a mutant to be able to do that." He spoke more to himself than Lorna, still staring across the lawns. There was nothing more effective at wiping minds than a telepath; an Emma Frost, perhaps. His powers always hummed when he thought of Shaw or anything to do with him, and while he would have claimed to be in complete control of his person, Erik worked just a little harder now. He had a knack for this playing favorites thing, gravitating towards the students who not only had similar powers, but similar backgrounds. "The coin," he said after a moment, pointing to the nickle in her hand. "Keep it up. What do you feel when you're using your powers?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

so_polarized 2011-08-28 02:11 am UTC (link)

Lorna jumped slightly when Erik mentioned the coin, jerking her out of her trek into angsty kidnapping land. She nodded silently, her hand palm up as the coin continued to levitate just above that space. "It was terrible, I was so scared," she said quietly, continuing to stare at the coin. But then she looked over across the lawns where he was looking. "I feel...like I don't have control. Like there's a lot more there and I could hurt someone. Because magnetism is what holds the atmosphere together, right?" It wasn't really a matter of what you could do with that sort of power, but what you couldn't do. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

silvernpcs 2011-08-28 03:11 am UTC (link)

Erik nodded. "It's because you don't have control. I don't think we ever do completely; I'm not so arrogant yet to think that I have dominion over the earth." He was strong, but he still had to harness anger to move anything larger than a car. If Charles wasn't there to prod him or if Shaw wasn't in his sights, then what good was he? Well, it was lucky they weren't going to be trying to move the dish then. He focused instead on the coin. "What you're feeling is the magnetic field, yes. It circles each side in opposite directions, from the planet core to each pole." He paused and shook his head. "That's... incredibly simplified, but you see what I mean. Levitating a coin only scratches the surface of what you could-- of what either of us can do." It was a risk, but Erik placed his palm above the coin and concentrated. The processes of expansion were not anything he could explain to Lorna, but instinctively he knew just how to tug at whatever magnetic forces surrounded the nickle to pull at it, mold it until the thing had expanded a good four inches in diameter. It was a thin disc now, ridged slightly at the top where Jefferson's engraving was permanently disfigured. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

so_polarized 2011-08-28 03:25 am UTC (link)

Despite her efforts not to be, she was surprised at the 'scratching the surface' comment. Where she was from, everyone knew of Magneto and what he could do - he was feared, incredibly powerful, but she had always respected his abilities. "You're the Master of Magnetism," she said, her eyes twinkling at the title. "I bet you could disrupt telepathy too. You could have stopped them from messing with my head." Lorna followed suit with the concentration, taking the disc coin and squished it - well, bent it in half so it looked like a taco shell. Heh! "Does it freak you out, to not have control? It kind of makes me anxious sometimes." It was comforting, in a way, to know that they were sort of...working on things together? He would help her understand things better and she wouldn't be alone. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

silvernpcs 2011-08-28 04:54 am UTC (link)

"The what?" Magneto was bad enough, though growing on him. Awkward alliteration aside, he and Lorna had only just met when she'd arrived at the school. She'd come up with that nickname quickly and sounded confident in it, despite having never really seen him use his powers. When was the last time he'd really used them? Shaw's submarine, and he'd almost died. He knew he was capable of more-- but not with Lorna around. Even as he moved his hand to tear the bent disc in half he could feel something odd spark between them. It was possible that her repelling theory hadn't been too far off. "It's more frustrating than anything else," he finally answered her, thinking once again about Shaw's submarine and his failure to stop it. "Knowing that you have the power of one of the most powerful forces on earth at your fingertips and not being able to fully harness it. I said I wasn't arrogant enough to think I could, not that I don't want to. The key is to take the reigns away from your emotions. I'm sure when you're upset the largest piece of metal moves like a feather for you, but try again once you've calmed down and you might pass out trying. But that shouldn't be the only way. There's a switch up there," Erik gestured to her head. "You have to find yours." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

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silvernpcs 2011-08-29 02:54 am UTC (link)

"I have, at times." Erik wasn't ready to share something like that with a student he'd only just met. The first time that Charles had touched his mind was between him and Charles. He stiffened when Lorna reached out to touch him, placing his hand on her shoulder in a gesture that resonated as far more personal than what he'd been expecting from that evening and than he'd been willing to be with her. He hesitated before squeezing her shoulder slightly. "Of course." Not just because it was his job. "It will help if you talk to Ch-- Professor Xavier-- about your memory." Erik slowly removed his hand from her shoulder. "Your emotions shouldn't control your powers, but if they can help you access them... see what you're fully capable of? That's something we should know." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

so_polarized 2011-08-29 03:23 am UTC (link)

"My emotions?" Lorna wanted to ask more about his own experiences with finding the switch or using emotion to access powers - but figured it would be a futile effort. Instead, she clung to Erik's hand like it was the lifeline to all things sacred and good in the world, where everything made sense. "I'll talk to him," she promised. "I'm just afraid...what if I have to get really angry? I don't like to be angry and - " But it wouldn't do any good to show fear. She just nodded, determinedly. "I'll do my best. For you." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

silvernpcs 2011-08-29 03:54 am UTC (link)

"You may have to get angry," Erik said, not sounding very worried about it at all. Anger was something he'd lived with since 1944; it was hardly a foreign emotion. "Or it may be something as simple as a memory of your mother. We won't know until we work at it." There was still the floating disc, folded over as it was. Erik turned it oblong again, flattening it out easily and evening the edges until it spun through the air perfectly in front of them. He waved his hand and the circle started spinning faster as it lifted higher in the air. "Do your best for yourself, not me." With a flick of his hand the disc when flying off across the grounds, only stopping once it hit a tree limb that subsequently fell to the ground. "We'll start with coins. I'd be in trouble if I held a gun to your head this early in the process." Even if sometimes stress was the best way to learn. "Tomorrow? Earlier in the evening." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

so_polarized 2011-08-29 04:07 am UTC (link)

Lorna jumped a bit when the disc went flying into the tree, killing a limb - that was something you didn't see everyday! She tried to mimic the movement with another coin, just a penny, but it sort of...fell short and landed somewhere in the grass. Hrrmmm. "Don't hold a gun to my head!" she shrieked, but couldn't help laughing at the idea. It was almost funny. "I'd rather stick with coins. But just tell me what time you want me to be out here and I'll be here. Everyday. I promise. And I'll put my best angry face on! Grrrr." ...that didn't work well. But she tried! And she wanted to spend more time with Erik because he was fascinating and so capable and awesome and maybe he gave the Professor temple rubs? That was the rumor, anyway. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	silvernpcs 2011-08-29 04:23 am UTC (link)
	"That's how I learned," he grinned for the first time that evening. "And I'm still alive. You'll be fine, Lorna." Her angry face left much to be desired, but they would work on that if need be. "Six o'clock at night, then, and I'll tell the Professor that I don't have the time to do evening runs any more. Thank you for that." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

so_polarized 2011-08-29 04:47 am UTC (link)

"But that's different, you - " Grrrr again! Lorna wouldn't protest. She gave in, and gave Erik a snappy salute in jest. "Six o'clock at night, and no more running for you. I am at least glad I get to do you a favour in return." That didn't involve baking cookies. Erik definitely didn't seem like the cookie type, unfortunately. Maybe he liked brownies instead? It bore some thought and experimentation. (Reply to this) (Parent)

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