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After the assault at the party -- deserved, needed, desperate -- Erik had shrugged off any help before making his way through the cold and dark streets. His lip bleeds sluggishly with no need for attention and the bruises on his face will fade. If anything, the cold weather is a balm to the pain and so he takes his time ( Read more... ) -
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In the end, he evicts himself from his own home despite the disdain for his surroundings and the terrible costumes he's been made to wear by some greater power seemingly well-invested in having a laugh at his grief. His hands continue to tremble and he tires of watching the shadows his fingers make in the dance of the lamplight. He tosses on an ( Read more... ) -
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There might not be such things as happy endings for men like Erik, but there is the certainty that there will always be a new beginning. Erik opens his eyes and draws in a sharp, panicked breath ( Read more... ) -
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Erik wakes to a world reborn and to a fate set in stone. He is unable to escape the memories of what has happened and whether real or not, they haunt him and will continue to do so. He lies in bed for some time, lets Charles have his turn, and then dresses in whatever strange clothes the island has set aside for him, walking until he realizes he is ( Read more... ) -
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It happens, again.
One moment, Erik feels himself safe in the embrace of his mother -- Schmidt dead behind him and the nightmare gone -- and the next, he finds he is back at the beginning and watching in horror as Schmidt requests -- asks, demands, insists -- that he move the coin. His anguish must be palpable and easy to hear from continents away ( Read more... ) -
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When the world falls back to some approximation of normalcy, Erik takes stock in his surroundings. He knows his bearings well because he is back in Schmidt’s office, facing down his creator as he begins to run through a destructive script aimed to try and coax Erik’s powers into being. There is the familiar chocolate bar that will be uselessly used ( Read more... ) -
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The instant it happens, he knows.
There is a certain scent that Erik will never forget in his life and though he's made great strides in repressing it, it still flares up in his memories and his thoughts and his nightmares. The acrid taste of ash and death in his mouth will never leave him and now it permeates his being as strongly as the ( Read more... ) -
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Of situations like this, Erik is far from the expert. He's not had a family meal in many years and now that he's found family again, he wants to indulge in the normality of it. Perhaps he's hiding behind this, as well, because he also wants to get a better read on the young man that Billy is seeing and has asked Charles to accompany them. It's ( Read more... ) -
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While there aren't a great many chess sets upon the island, Erik always ensures that he has one to use. Growing up, it had never been a cherished hobby, because the only pasttime he experienced was that of keeping alive through it all. Perhaps he owes Shaw more than he wants to given that he survived by being an experiment for the man to slice open ( Read more... ) -
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Erik has lived through enough talk of 'secondary mutations' to know that out of nowhere, they strike. Still, Erik hasn't been expecting this to happen when his primary ability has gone dormant and this inexplicable change has come on suddenly. It is without reason or explanation, but so was his first mutation ( Read more... )