markedformore: (frankly I don't give a damn: by caustica)
( Jan. 18th, 2012 08:24 pm)
It's been a disturbingly long time since he's seen her and Erik has grown to greatly appreciate the influence Rogue has on his life. He takes it very seriously when she's not in her usual places, leaving Erik to go straight to her home. He debates whether he's welcome here. Of all the people he's met, she may be skittish around him and yet also seems to genuinely care about him. That's enough for him.

He lifts his hand to the door, knocking firmly. "Rogue," he calls out sharply. "I've brought you something to eat." Never mind that he wouldn't eat if their roles were reversed. "Are you going to open the door or should I get the battering ram from the people?"
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markedformore: (remain steady: by ?)
( Jul. 28th, 2011 10:10 pm)
His fingers flex out towards chess pieces scattered across a board, but nothing moves. They're not steel or platinum, but the base is heavy enough that Erik would have sensed the metallic properties, were he still more than the mere being he is, now. He curls his fingers in towards his palm, that utter feeling of powerlessness overwhelms him and makes him feel weak.

The coin rests heavy in his pocket and it brandishes accusation against him.

He couldn't move it, then, not to save his mother's life. It's as though he's being punished now in being incapable of moving the smallest of objects. He's been turned into a monster and to what end? He's useless. He's worse than useless. He's been turned into this monster and there is no point to the pain he's suffered. It's as though his mother has died for nothing and he cannot avenge her, not with Shaw absent, not with the perpetrators of his pain so far away.

Instead, he sits at a chess board and is human.

It's frightening. Erik's not sure he ever might have anticipated that.
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