xmutanthigh | [OPEN POST] NEW BRO'HOOD

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[OPEN POST] NEW BRO'HOOD

Characters: John, Kevin, Logan, sons a'bitches, anyone feasible.
Setting: Brotherhood HQ, Vermont.
Content: EPIC.
Status: OPEN AND READY.

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No shit. [John says this with quite a bit of grating anger and a lot of sarcasm. As if he were saying, "No shit, it's raining."] Didn't know you cared.

[There's a pause; John looks to the door, to the guard no doubt beyond it, and then turns his eyes back to Kevin. He knows enough and he's not stupid enough to risk there being ears on them. John lets out a tempered sigh, lifts his hand and beckons some flame into his still-numb palm. The close heat soothes him; just having the fire near soothes him.

This would be easier if he could just burn the whole place down.]

So. You like it here?

Edited 2011-02-20 21:39 (UTC)

[Kevin manages to give him a wry smile, and a quick finger to the lips to indicate he should be quieter. He jerks a thumb to the window. Nothing's visible, of course, but someone is sure to be lurking outside, hoping to catch something - anything - incriminating. Kevin mouths some words to John.]

Not really.

[John's brows shoot up at that; he crosses his legs at the ankles and slumps further into the chair, extinguishing the flame in his hand. His anger has sobered; now he's just looking at Kevin, something like sympathy and knowing in his eyes, behind his mask.]

Food could be better.

[Kevin scoffs.]

Yeah. Tell me about it.

[Kevin's feeling impatient now, and angry. Angry at whoever's skulking outside, and angry at the whole situation. Even angry at John. He wants to just outright ask John what he's doing here, what the big idea is, but knows he can't. Even if nobody was around to eavesdrop. he's certain that John would just give him another sarcastic answer.]

[John nearly smiles, even huffs out a short laugh, and then silence reigns, the two mutants simply looking at each other with guarded, unsure, studying eyes.

He wants to ask Kevin plenty too. Why he left, what he's doing here, if it was all worth it. Instead he says nothing, entwines his fingers and leans them against his lips.]

Yeah well, if I live the night... I'm not a steak dinner, but I'm a friend.

[The words are hard for John, but he says them, sees no other way to communicate to Kevin that he's... a friend without giving anything away. Even admitting it is overly sentimental to him.]

[Kevin is actually taken aback. He studies John carefully, lifting his chin up, giving himself an aloof, detached look. John's words sound... sincere. And without hints of the usual sarcasm or irony that accompany his speech. So Kevin decides to play it the same way. He lets his own guard down in the next moment and speaks openly.]

You better live the night. You better keep smart and keep yourself alive. I don't want anything happening to you, man. And I... [He gives a small nod.] I am, too, okay?

[Yeah now, that's definitely enough of that crap. John's glad to hear it, of course, but he's not going to let it touch his heart or some shit. He straightens and shifts uncomfortably in his chair and then leans forward, his eyes hardened and disinterested and judgmental once again.]

Yeah and fuzzy caterpillars turn into beautiful fucking butterflies. Just be smart and stay out of the way. I know what I'm doing.

Edited 2011-02-20 23:18 (UTC)

[Kevin lets John have his little hissy fit. After all, he knows it's necessary after letting slip something a little heartfelt or whatever.]

Yeah, yeah, I got it. Just let me warn you, okay? I know you think you know what you're doing, but... things have changed since you left.

[Kevin just lets that hang there.]

[And it does, heavy and significant between them. John peers up at Kevin, asks the question.] Like what?

[Now Kevin speaks freely, because what he's going to say next is nothing but facts. But small nuances of emotions flicker across his face that he hopes John can pick up on -- which the listener outside won't. Like little gestures that indicates Kevin's not quite comfortable here.]

The Brotherhood, it's a little more trigger-happy now. More so than before. Our own are killed -- sometimes for small reason.

Clive, I don't know if you knew him. He's dead. Made the mistake of looking at Magneto a little funny when he didn't like one of his orders.

(OOC: Hahha just randomly picked a name of a dead BroHood guy from Wikipedia. Yeah, that's all.)

Personally, I think they would've kept him around if we agreed his powers were more useful. He could fly, but it never came in handy too much.

[It's a subtle clue. Kevin is sure that his powers are deemed valuable here. To him, it's likely the only reason he's been spared this long.]

(OOC: Hahahaha that poor bastard.)

[Kevin would be right. John's still quiet, and for a moment after too; his expression gives nothing away, but his eyes are full and intense with thought.

This doesn't particularly surprise him - but it does make things harder. For him, for Kevin, for Logan.]

I knew him. [John says this in a careless drawl - he's not even acting. Always thought the guy was a useless idiot.] Better off without him.

Yeah, well, point is, he was killed for annoying Magneto.

[Kevin pauses a little awkwardly, and then gives a small smile.]

Hey, uh, remember that time Jono walked into the dark room cause he thought Hank was sneaking food in there and cheating on his diet? And interrupted some fluorescent pictures or - whatever the fuck it was - Hank was working on something. [He chuckles.] Yeah. That would've gotten him killed.

[Kevin, for the first time, allows himself to think about his friends, instead of shoving those thoughts way back down. Maybe he's a little bit homesick. Maybe just a little bit. Not that he'd say out loud. He wonders if John would take this as a hint to tell him about how his friends are doing. Without him having to ask outright.]

[But Kevin has to know - he can't. John shifts a little at the mention of Hank and Jono, the hard line of his lips softening and parting. It's not much, but his eyes dart to the door and back to Kevin. John's hoping he gets the point.]

Look kid, the X-men are soft. Beast and his little toys and Chamber and his food? Kindergarten shit. The Brotherhood doesn't have weak links. I've told you this. And Clive was the worst kind. He was in it for himself, not the cause, and he was useless. So shut up about the good ol' times, all right? It doesn't fly here.

Yeah. Guess they were really just looking for any kind of excuse to get rid of him.

Just -- don't give them one, okay?

[Outside, Longshot is hanging around, listening to the conversation going on inside. Literally. An acrobatic type, he often gets scouting and surveilance detail, his added luck making it easy for him to stay undetected without much trouble.

He's stretched across the snowy roof, his ear pressed to a convenient knot in the roof, listening to every word the two are saying. He scoffs at the weak conversation, sensing that there is much left unspoken between them.

Maybe he's not so stupid, Arthur thinks, listening on. Maybe...]

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still iris

FOREVER IRIS

HEE, AND FOREVER CRYSTAL TOO

<3333 sorry this took so long. with everything else i forgot! D:

tis ok! I'm glad there's so much to tag!

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