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| Entry tags: | active: emma frost, active: remy lebeau |
REMY LEBEAU
EMMA FROST
WHERE Remy's apartment β’
WHEN after Steve's info gathering β’
He knew it should've been worrying, the notion to let Emma into parts of his mind that not even Rogue had seen. Segments of himself he'd put in neat little boxes in areas of his mind that could keep him and everyone else safe.
The potential of trouble on the way offers unique avenues for Gambit and Frost.WARNINGS references to mind control, potential issues with murder/autonomy.
Remy wasn't stupid, the gathering of information on who could do what and the abilities on offer wasn't just a contingency against nothing. Things had been mostly peaceful since he'd been in this little pocket realm, but that didn't mean it always was.
With Thanos' name being thrown around, and enough of the X-Men's enemies being known threats, having options was just forward thinking.
The Deathseed personality hadn't made an appearance since Hell, since getting Ilyana out of trouble, but even then it had been a near miss on just what that version of himself could do, especially when applied with the ability to corrupt those around him. If Apocalypse showed up, or even Sinister, they'd be screwed the moment they got to Remy.
He knew it should've been worrying, the notion to let Emma into parts of his mind that not even Rogue had seen. Segments of himself he'd put in neat little boxes in areas of his mind that could keep him and everyone else safe. But with Emma it wasn't exactly a worry.
Storm knew the darker parts of him, not all of them, he couldn't share everything with his sister, not if he hoped she wouldn't turn away from him. Rogue knew enough that she struggled to love him, knew so much that she'd abandoned him to die. Charles thought he knew, their trip through Australia had given Remy time to understand some of Charles' motives, but it had also let Charles understand a lot of Remy's reservations towards blind loyalty.
It wasn't blind loyalty that led him to offer Emma the open door into his mind. It wasn't even heady lust. She understood the darker parts, having them herself. She understood the heartache and what it led to. He'd never been especially close with Emma before; he respected the hell out of the woman, trusted her to make decisions that not even Slim could. But his mind had always been off limits to telepaths. Until now.
He'd cleaned up from the day, gotten drinks poured for the both of them, and sat himself down in the lounge. He knew better than most that there'd likely be an uncomfortable amount of talking before anything happened. Not least of all because Emma would want to make sure he understood what could happen, but because she'd want to know what she could potentially find in his head. Surprises no one really wanted. He wasn't nervous in the strictest sense, just apprehensive about the notion.
With Thanos' name being thrown around, and enough of the X-Men's enemies being known threats, having options was just forward thinking.
The Deathseed personality hadn't made an appearance since Hell, since getting Ilyana out of trouble, but even then it had been a near miss on just what that version of himself could do, especially when applied with the ability to corrupt those around him. If Apocalypse showed up, or even Sinister, they'd be screwed the moment they got to Remy.
He knew it should've been worrying, the notion to let Emma into parts of his mind that not even Rogue had seen. Segments of himself he'd put in neat little boxes in areas of his mind that could keep him and everyone else safe. But with Emma it wasn't exactly a worry.
Storm knew the darker parts of him, not all of them, he couldn't share everything with his sister, not if he hoped she wouldn't turn away from him. Rogue knew enough that she struggled to love him, knew so much that she'd abandoned him to die. Charles thought he knew, their trip through Australia had given Remy time to understand some of Charles' motives, but it had also let Charles understand a lot of Remy's reservations towards blind loyalty.
It wasn't blind loyalty that led him to offer Emma the open door into his mind. It wasn't even heady lust. She understood the darker parts, having them herself. She understood the heartache and what it led to. He'd never been especially close with Emma before; he respected the hell out of the woman, trusted her to make decisions that not even Slim could. But his mind had always been off limits to telepaths. Until now.
He'd cleaned up from the day, gotten drinks poured for the both of them, and sat himself down in the lounge. He knew better than most that there'd likely be an uncomfortable amount of talking before anything happened. Not least of all because Emma would want to make sure he understood what could happen, but because she'd want to know what she could potentially find in his head. Surprises no one really wanted. He wasn't nervous in the strictest sense, just apprehensive about the notion.