[ While Betsy has done her absolute best to just ignore everything, it's starting to reach a point where even her talent for burring shit deep within her isn't working anymore. It's not helped by other things that are going on and making a mess of the shit that's already fucked in her head. Although one thing it has at least made clear is the fact that Gambit does actually deserve to know the truth about Warren. Not just about Warren, but also about the child.
So tonight while she's traversing through Exile, she finally sucks it up and tentatively slips into his mind. Whether or not he's awake doesn't really register to her. It's a moment of do it now or keep hiding it. ]
[ He is asleep, so she can be treated to a strange mindscape that is a collection of places in Willow, partnered with sweeping mountain scenes full of walking, very similar to Peter Jackson's Lord of the Rings trilogy. It takes him a minute to realize what's going on, and then another to register what she'd impressed on him. ]
[ Well, this isn't entirely unexpected of his dreams. For a moment she thinks about just severing the connection. But she doesn't. She does pause to take care of a creature that's come up to her before she continues. ]
I told you we found Clan Akkaba. That the Horsemen had resurfaced with a resurrected Apocalypse. What I didn't mention was that he was a young boy. Evan's age.
[ She's seen a lot worse in his head, and out of it. This is totally harmless. But, since he's here and lucid now, he's going to have a seat on that boulder. ]
We fought over what to do with that information. Warren, Logan, and Fantomex thought we should go through with it. Deadpool seemed uncertain. I was dead set against it.
In the end the child was killed.
[ while she wants to place the blame all on Fantomex she knows she can't. Not entirely. If she had been more focused on him she could have actually prevented it. If she had tried harder. ]
I tried to stop it, but Warren lost control and I had to turn my attention away. Fantomex did the deed while we were distracted.
[ And everyone absolutely hated him for it. There's some silence as she dodges what she's fighting. ]
In order to prove that he was right, that the child was already too far gone to be saved, he created Evan. Used the DNA from the child we killed to clone him and raise him in the World with perfect parents. To prove that a child raised to be good would be good. Thus proving a child raised to be evil, would have been evil.
Mon deiu, dat's one way get around an ethics committee.
[ A be now Remy's pragmatism is warring with his moral compass. On the one hand, the idea of killing a child, any child, but especially a mutant child, made his stomach roil, even if that child was the reincarnation of a man who had caused untold suffering across multiple versions of their world. On the other, he's had the pleasure of teaching Evan, and he is one of the nicest and most polite boys he's met in years.]
[ While she knows she's leaned on him more than she should lately she can't help but panic. Search for someone familiar while she feels like she's fucking drowning. Which means he gets a brief butterfly around his eyes as she finds where he is in Willow and then flies herself down. Her thoughts are chaotic. Messy. But she does manage to at least warn him she's coming to find him. That she needs him to stay there until she arrives.
When she arrives she just slides into the booth next to him. Nobody else seems to notice her which will probably make it obvious to someone familiar to telepaths that she's masking herself from others. There's a few scratches on her skin, like claws but nothing too bad overall. Mostly she just looks distant. Gone. She doesn't say anything to him as she slides closer, just seems to settle into the familiar static of his brain. Grateful for once that he's harder to read than some. ]
You remember Matsu'o, don't you?
[ the entire messy reason she's in this hell to begin with. ]
[If she thinks he minds her leaning on him he wouldn't know what to tell her. They're still teammates, and the closest thing to a sister he's ever really had...if you also thought your sister was kind of hot.
He doesn't start the next round of cards he'd been playing with a group of the spirits after she contacts him and just finds a booth to wait for her. He doesn't have to wait long, flying has it's perks.
He frowns as he takes in her appearance even before she speaks, and he nods, looking her over again a bit more pointedly.]
[ At least she's not far enough gone that she doesn't kind of chuckle at that, at how he looks at her. ]
Not long before I joined Logan's new team we went after him. Logan for revenge, me for answers. Peace. He's gone now.
[ The implication being she took care of that. The story is partially Logan's and not one she'll reveal out of respect for him even if he's not in this place (but she surely wishes he was). But one monster of her past is gone and yet the ghosts still linger. There's no greater sense of self or understanding to be found. ]
I'm not sure what I expected, but it didn't bring me the peace I wanted. Nothing has.
[ The woman who originally lived in this body, that he'd tried to do anything to reshape. That and the fact that Logan was not nearly as okay as he ever pretended to be, but that again is not her story to tell. She just shrugs. ]
For a bit I felt like it meant I could start over, but that's not how it's played out.
[ Does she? She has come all the way to him, almost immediately. But there's still parts she's not sure about, parts that aren't hers to tell entirely. Secrets she's eternally determined to keep. She sighs. ]
Something happened, I pushed myself down, but it left me feeling like I was losing myself again. Like the psi war with the Shadow King, when I...
[ well, when she got tricked into losing control and nearly destroying every psychic out there. when she caused so much pain to so many others. ]
Maybe all I'm good at is the destroying part of things.
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Hey Remy.
Something real strange happened.
Did anything happen to you too?
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You alright?
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Aside from being back here? Yeah, actually.
I just need to make sure this is real.
[Too many experiences with the Shadow King and Mojo have given her a healthy sense of concern on this matter.]
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[ He could tell when the answer was yes, but he was still going to ask. ]
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You haven't picked up any new memories then?
[There's a bit of hope, but she's been preparing herself for the more likely scenario ever since she returned.]
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None I found laying around, no.
Sorry to disappoint?
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And I appreciate it.
Cat cafe?
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Sure. Be there in 30.
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Why hello there.
And here is more
and more.
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So tonight while she's traversing through Exile, she finally sucks it up and tentatively slips into his mind. Whether or not he's awake doesn't really register to her. It's a moment of do it now or keep hiding it. ]
Do you still want to know the truth about Evan?
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Course I do, he's a student, and he's a good kid.
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I told you we found Clan Akkaba. That the Horsemen had resurfaced with a resurrected Apocalypse. What I didn't mention was that he was a young boy. Evan's age.
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Does seem like you left that part out.
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In the end the child was killed.
[ while she wants to place the blame all on Fantomex she knows she can't. Not entirely. If she had been more focused on him she could have actually prevented it. If she had tried harder. ]
cw: child death
[ He pauses for a moment before crossing his arms. ]
Okay, I got a feelin' I got an idea, but what's dis got ta do with Evan?
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[ And everyone absolutely hated him for it. There's some silence as she dodges what she's fighting. ]
In order to prove that he was right, that the child was already too far gone to be saved, he created Evan. Used the DNA from the child we killed to clone him and raise him in the World with perfect parents. To prove that a child raised to be good would be good. Thus proving a child raised to be evil, would have been evil.
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[ A be now Remy's pragmatism is warring with his moral compass. On the one hand, the idea of killing a child, any child, but especially a mutant child, made his stomach roil, even if that child was the reincarnation of a man who had caused untold suffering across multiple versions of their world. On the other, he's had the pleasure of teaching Evan, and he is one of the nicest and most polite boys he's met in years.]
I see how dat's tough to process.
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When she arrives she just slides into the booth next to him. Nobody else seems to notice her which will probably make it obvious to someone familiar to telepaths that she's masking herself from others. There's a few scratches on her skin, like claws but nothing too bad overall. Mostly she just looks distant. Gone. She doesn't say anything to him as she slides closer, just seems to settle into the familiar static of his brain. Grateful for once that he's harder to read than some. ]
You remember Matsu'o, don't you?
[ the entire messy reason she's in this hell to begin with. ]
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He doesn't start the next round of cards he'd been playing with a group of the spirits after she contacts him and just finds a booth to wait for her. He doesn't have to wait long, flying has it's perks.
He frowns as he takes in her appearance even before she speaks, and he nods, looking her over again a bit more pointedly.]
Hard not to remember him.
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Not long before I joined Logan's new team we went after him. Logan for revenge, me for answers. Peace. He's gone now.
[ The implication being she took care of that. The story is partially Logan's and not one she'll reveal out of respect for him even if he's not in this place (but she surely wishes he was). But one monster of her past is gone and yet the ghosts still linger. There's no greater sense of self or understanding to be found. ]
I'm not sure what I expected, but it didn't bring me the peace I wanted. Nothing has.
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[Sometimes those were their own kind of peace, though not normally the kind you were looking for.
He flags down a server and orders a bottle of whiskey for the table, having the feeling it was going to be a long night.]
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[ The woman who originally lived in this body, that he'd tried to do anything to reshape. That and the fact that Logan was not nearly as okay as he ever pretended to be, but that again is not her story to tell. She just shrugs. ]
For a bit I felt like it meant I could start over, but that's not how it's played out.
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[He watches her keenly, frowning. He's not sure what this particular meeting his about, but he'll let her get to it in her own time.]
D'accord. You want t' talk about it?
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Something happened, I pushed myself down, but it left me feeling like I was losing myself again. Like the psi war with the Shadow King, when I...
[ well, when she got tricked into losing control and nearly destroying every psychic out there. when she caused so much pain to so many others. ]
Maybe all I'm good at is the destroying part of things.
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