[Mystique rises, taking even, measured steps forward until she stands before John, looking down at him with Magneto's eyes, his kind, yet admonishing smile. Wrinkled fingers, grip John's chin firmly yet gently, tipping his face up, up, up to meet her eyes.]
My dear boy, has it been so long that we can no longer use our real names with each other? [Her grip tightens like a vice though her face maintains the same, gentle smile. Inwardly, she can feel a feral grin, a flash of teeth, but that is Raven's, not Erik's way so it stays below the surface. Her eyes flick to Jamie for just a split second before returning to lock eyes with John.] Take his gauntlets. [Her free palm spreads wide and, from inside John's pocket, his zippo flies into the waiting hand. Behind her, Polaris stands unmoving, giving away no trace of their farce.]
Tell me, John. [She spits the name, the venom there both hers and Magneto's: his loathing for humanity and her loathing for this puny, weak boy mingling into a rich, deep hatred.] Why are you here?
MYSTIQUE/MAGNETO - Kayt (I hope I don't break my brain on this...)
My dear boy, has it been so long that we can no longer use our real names with each other? [Her grip tightens like a vice though her face maintains the same, gentle smile. Inwardly, she can feel a feral grin, a flash of teeth, but that is Raven's, not Erik's way so it stays below the surface. Her eyes flick to Jamie for just a split second before returning to lock eyes with John.] Take his gauntlets. [Her free palm spreads wide and, from inside John's pocket, his zippo flies into the waiting hand. Behind her, Polaris stands unmoving, giving away no trace of their farce.]
Tell me, John. [She spits the name, the venom there both hers and Magneto's: his loathing for humanity and her loathing for this puny, weak boy mingling into a rich, deep hatred.] Why are you here?