The Mastermind was just as dismissive with Erik and Mystique when they approached him, barely sparing them a glance before he drawled, "Booth's not open." He seemed more interested in filing his nails, buffing them to a shine while humming something off-key (deliberately, Erik was sure) under his breath. The mentalist's very being was dripping with nonchalance, but Erik knew better. He had seen cobras like this before, quiet and still, but poised to strike
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The Mastermind was just as dismissive with Erik and Mystique when they approached him, barely sparing them a glance before he drawled, "Booth's not open." He seemed more interested in filing his nails, buffing them to a shine while humming something off-key (deliberately, Erik was sure) under his breath. The mentalist's very being was dripping with nonchalance, but Erik knew better. He had seen cobras like this before, quiet and still, but poised to strike ( ... )
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