TEST DRIVE #6

[fairyfoes]

TEST DRIVE MEME

Considering apping to EACHDRAIDH? Why not give the setting a test run here! OPTIONAL SCENARIOS 01. ARRIVING IN THE DRABWURLD. The Seelie and Unseelie courts welcome you with mirthful revelry and hearty food. After you have been briefed on your purpose here, you will find an endless feast and a night filled with entertainment to placate your concerns. Mingle with new arrivals, sneak down the castle halls and make sure your eyes are always on your glass; fairies and imps have no bias when it comes to tricks! 02. THE STATION. Looking for a little slice of home? The Station gives you all that and more. Take advantage of the wifi, have a cup of fairy-brewed coffee (the one they didn't spit in) or sit back and relax on the patio. You can even move your things into one of the available rooms! 03. WILDCARD. Your own scenario! Explore the Drabwurld or simply take advantage of your Locket!

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[metalica]

[ Infamous is something he can accept; the idea that he is well-known, somehow, settles his shoulders and he relaxes. He wants to be known by humanity, he want stop the torture and inhumane (hah) things happening to his mutant brethren, and if that means he has to scream his name to the sky and force people to reckon with him then he will do it. He isn't sure how that fits in with what Charles has told him, other than the fact that he does get himself on the news somehow, but it's the rest of the story that hits him like a lead weight.

His grandson. Grandson means children, and that makes Erik's fingers twitch and metal slam into the ground, violently. He can't imagine having a child, having a small creature, the idea of having something so fragile belonging to him -- and, of course, a child requires a mother and that makes Erik's lips twist into a thin, sour line. No, he refuses to accept it, and his eyes narrow as he looks at the boy again. Either he is lying or he knows exactly what buttons to push -- and neither of those options sit well on his shoulders. ]

I do not have any children. I do not have a grandchild.

[ He leans forward. ]

You are mistaken.

[ex_heirborn755]

[Teddy winces. He's seen this expression on Magneto before; it's the kind he wears almost all the time. There's something sad about it, which strikes an odd, sympathetic chord within Teddy. He knows, logically, that at home Magneto is trying to be better. He knows that he probably loves Wanda and Pietro and by extension, Billy and Tommy. It's hard to wrap his head around, given his reputation, but Teddy knows Magneto has to feel something.

He's not rude enough or foolish enough to assume that the Magneto is front of him will live the same life or feel the same things. There are a million realities out there and a million reasons why he might not have children or go on a different path. ]

-- Okay. I believe you. But I'm not lying, I swear.

[He says it gently. He has no idea how Billy would handle this. Probably about as well as Teddy is. ]

I don't know if that'll be your future or if you're from a whole different universe.

[Sort of. Now is probably not the time to start explaining complicated reality warping magic and Billy's two moms. ]

But Billy is, you know, where I'm from. He's a mutant, like you. He and his brother pretty much have the same powers as their mom and uncle.

[which is pretty weird, and now really isn't the time to be thinking about the Freudian implications of that while talking to Wanda's dad.]

[metalica]

[ 'He's a mutant, like you'. A mutant grandchild with a mutant mother and uncle that has a mutant brother. Erik isn't sure how to feel, but the mixture of despair and relief flickers over him and trails down his spine like an ice cold touch. It isn't the idea of having children itself that is so disconcerting (though he must admit that having any at all is not something he had ever considered) it's the idea of them being grown, old enough to have their own, to have friends that were this boy's age.

But they're mutants.

Erik knows what he fights for; he fights for peace for his kind, for freedom and protection from the touch of humanity. He knows he would never have children if he thought the world would be unsafe for them, so he cannot believe that he would have any at any point soon. This means this boy, this child that knows his grandchildren, must be from a time in his future. It's the only thing that makes sense and it's something to focus on other than the agonising pull of the idea of there being enough sanctuary in the world for him to ever dare having a child of his own, let alone two. ]

Billy.

[ That must be the boy's name. Inconspicuous and as innocent as 'Erik', he supposes. He leans down, looking Teddy right in the eye. ]

And his mother's name? His uncle and his brother?

[ex_heirborn755]

[It's a whole new experience to have Magneto right up in his face, intense and bordering on either furious or desperate. Teddy can turn into anything he wants, but this is still a little terrifying. Too little too late he realises that maybe he just turned Magneto's whole life upside down. ]

Tommy.

[Tommy who talks at 600mph, Tommy who honestly looks exactly like Magneto. ]

That's Billy's brother. He's got the power to go really fast.

[metalica]

[ His eyes flicker over Teddy and he frowns even harder at the revelation of what, exactly his other grandson's power is. It strikes him like a slap in the face; the power to go really fast, echoing in his mind like my mom knew a guy who could do that once. Erik goes even more tense than he had been before and he falls back a little, expression faltering.

Peter Maximoff. He had thought it a ridiculous comment at first, just some awful attempt to get him to talk, and here he stands possibly proven wrong. ]

What is his uncle's name?

[ex_heirborn755]

[He hesitates. This is too much power, he thinks, to have over a notorious villain. Billy is the one who's supposed to get into these situations, not Teddy. He swallows, breaking eye contact.]

Pietro. His names Pietro, more often he goes by Quicksilver.

[metalica]

[ ... Pietro. Akin to Peter, he's sure of it, but not the same. Relaxing, he moves back, giving Teddy some space. It would be a little more concerning if he knew the boy's code name, but perhaps he hadn't chosen one yet - and he was sure Peter was too young to be his. Surely.

Not that he knew how young Peter had been, exactly, but there are some things he can ignore. He could be a little more cruel, push for more information, but he's content. ]

Fine.

[ Because he doesn't know anyone named Pietro. He's fine. ]

[ex_heirborn755]

[He thinks he's fine, but: Teddy nods. He tries to relax, like he's 100% safe. Magneto isn't dangerous at all! ]

He and Wanda are -- unique.

[He means co-dependant and a little weird. Maybe it's genetic???]

Wow, okay so this was heavy stuff. Enough about the Maximoff's -- you are crazy young. I mean, whoa.

[metalica]

[ -- And now he is tense all over again, lips pursed. Maximoff. Pietro and Wanda Maximoff. He knows Peter's last name from what he had urged from Charles, what little he knew about the boy when he had asked who he unlikely saviour had been, given with a stern warning to leave him alone, and all Erik can do is breath out hard and let his fists clench at his side. The metal is moving again, shaking as Erik loses a little of his finely kept control, and his eyes slide back to glare at Teddy.

Maximoffs. Children that might be his, that have their own children. It makes him want to scream. Surely Charles would have known if Peter was Erik's? But, no, no, Charles didn't have his telepathy then -- it would make sense that he wouldn't be able to pluck Erik from the boy's mind. The offhand comment had to have been meaningless, however. It had to have been.

Eyes moving, he stares at Teddy. It's dark, hard. ]

Was I supposed to be older?

[ex_heirborn755]

[So this is what an infamous Magneto temper tantrum looks like. Teddy might be huge and green but Erik can drop a whole building on him if he were feeling inclined to. He has no idea what he's said. Maybe he hates their names.

His palms are sweaty again. ]

A lot older. Don't get me wrong, you're pretty spritely for someone who's pushing his sixties?

[someone save him from lodging his foot in his mouth more please]

[metalica]

[ He snorts; at least that explains how he's old enough to have mutant grandchildren. ]

I am not sixty.

[ Does he look sixty, Teddy. Do you think he is sixty years old, really. He's offended. ]

[ex_heirborn755]

Well obviously you're not sixty. Our Magneto is though.

[Wow someones touchy.]

This is so weird, I guess I always imagined you had grey hair your whole life like Pietro?

[metalica]

[ Touchy and on edge. Plus, you know, the whole almost genocidal thing. ]

No. I was not.

[ Still, the idea of Pietro always being grey gives more to the theory that Peter and Pietro are one and the same. ]

Consider yourself educated.

[ex_heirborn755]

The more you know.

[He leans forwards again, still wary but more curious. How do you politely ask someone if they're a villain in the past too????]

So.

[He glances upwards, to the side, back to Erik and then slowly morphs from big and green to buff and blond. This is your future in-law, Erik. Check out these guns.]

How long have you been here?

[metalica]

[ He watches him lean forward and his expression goes a little stern before he nods his head and looks to the side. He should go back to his metal, but - ]

Months.

[ And then he's changing from the big and green to the slightly smaller and blond. Tilting his head, Erik raises a brow. ]

That is an interesting mutation.