http://newbrohood.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] newbrohood.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] xmutanthigh 2011-02-26 08:18 am (UTC)

That is so NOT Raven, guys. /laments

[The cry of agony that escapes Raven is something ripped from the fabric of her soul, and there is no doubt in anyone's mind that Mystique, the magnificent metamorph, is dying. The deep blue of her skin shimmers, each cell spasming through the different forms they've taken on: Magneto, Kitty Pryde, Wolverine, and so on. Her voice shifts tenors as she vocalizes her pain and despair in a long, low howl: a chorus uncounted, combined into one.

She drops to her knees before Kevin, looking up at him pleadingly, sure that this time she will surely lose her gift forever. Her fingers reach up, trembling, pink flesh so vulnerable, so fragile, just brushing the bare skin of Kevin's right hand.]


Kill me. Please. [She begs, desperate, her agility and strength still accessible, she could grip his exposed flesh tight and ride the waste into death, if only her will could overcome the harrowing emptiness she feels now, unable to shift and change forms.] Have mercy; don't make me live like this. [Her naked form shivers in the snow, her hands curl around fistfuls of Kevin's clothing, not willing to let him back away, taking with him her only hope at oblivion. She is begging, shameless, helpless, hopeless.] I only ever tried to help you...

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