Fill 1: White Blank Page (3/?, Charles/Erik)
anonymous
June 12 2011, 17:09:46 UTC
Erik would have preferred a bar, but the mentalist insisted that he didn't drink, so they had ended up in a dusty little diner not far from the carnival. Mystique had done most of the explaining, telling Wyngarde about the Brotherhood and their growing army, expelling word for word the philosophies that Erik held so dear to his heart. But in her slightly naive delivery, they sounded so hollow and empty, and Erik tried to squash the little flicker of doubt deep in his chest, the tiniest hint of a suggestion that the cost he had paid to keep these philosophies alive far outweighed the results he had gotten.
His gaze now rested on the mentalist, hunched over his black coffee as he grudgingly listened to Mystique. He had given up Charles, for this?
"So what are you saying?" he said, once Mystique was done and sipping her iced tea. "Are you saying you want me to join you?"
"Not so easy, Mr. Wyngarde," Erik said. "Membership is, shall we say, exclusive"Huh." The mentalist stirred his coffee once, twice. His eyes were fixed on Erik the
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His gaze now rested on the mentalist, hunched over his black coffee as he grudgingly listened to Mystique. He had given up Charles, for this?
"So what are you saying?" he said, once Mystique was done and sipping her iced tea. "Are you saying you want me to join you?"
"Not so easy, Mr. Wyngarde," Erik said. "Membership is, shall we say, exclusive"Huh." The mentalist stirred his coffee once, twice. His eyes were fixed on Erik the ( ... )
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You're doing it exactly the way I've imagined.
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Genius.
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