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ximilialog2021-08-15 08:20 am
scarcastically) wrote in ximilialog2021-08-15 08:20 am
( open ) I like to call myself wound but I will answer to knife
CHARACTERS: Erik Stevens / Killmonger You
LOCATION: The Station
DATE: Post-Mission Conclusion
CONTENT: Aftermath / Settling back in the station
WARNINGS: scarification, body modification in the first prompt
( i. infirmary - new wounds ) cw: body modification, scarification
( ii. lab - spellwork and metalwork )
( iii. simulation room - oakland apartment )
( iv. wildcard )
LOCATION: The Station
DATE: Post-Mission Conclusion
CONTENT: Aftermath / Settling back in the station
WARNINGS: scarification, body modification in the first prompt
( i. infirmary - new wounds ) cw: body modification, scarification
[ a success.
not that erik would say so in public, but he accomplished his personal goal and the mission. he has solidified his use as player, even if his integration into the team was haphazard. he let too much slip to people, they know too much. but that can be a problem for another day. no one knows the extent of it after all, just patches of erik. and erik isn't real anyway. it's not his name.
erik sits on one of the medical beds, his shirt tossed to the side. his skin is littered with crocodile scars. he has a scalpel in his hand, as he assesses the free space to his side. ]
Hmm, think I got a little room there.
( ii. lab - spellwork and metalwork )
[ he hadn't gotten to use much charterwork in the field, preferring to lean on the abilities he did have and the panther suit. he wasn't fully comfortable with spells just yet, but erik is a scientist in his own right, not simply a war strategist. and what he needed was more comfortable exploration in his own time and space.
so erik has a bunch of different metals laid out on a table with a notebook littered with various charter configurations as he tries to find the best combination to strengthen the durability of each one. this would be best with vibranium, but erik wasn't going to risk his suit on an experiment.
he taps his forehead, drawing upon the marks for strength and shielding and weaving them into iron. satisfied, he plucks it from the table, idly tapping the side to listen to the vibrations and noise. he makes a little sound of disgruntlement before he bends over his notebook, scribbling his theory. ]
Sounds denser. Can charter affect molecular structure? Gotta give it an acid test later.
( iii. simulation room - oakland apartment )
[ he's not sure why he comes back.
lack of self-preservation? a reckless need to let all his secrets out? to see if his father will appear just like it had once with the heart-shaped herb? but erik no longer had the herb's effects pumping in his veins. at least he thinks so. he has no way of knowing for sure. he doubts t'challa would have left it in him. he doubts . . .
erik leans against the window. the wakandan sunset beats down on his face. it seems he's at his rawest here, caught between two worlds. two homes that never wanted him. and erik . . . wants something. wants more. he thought he had bled it all out, but talking about it again had given him the twist of yearning in his heart. where was he supposed to go? where was he supposed to be? was he meant to give up the dream and just settle in another reality?
out loud, he says. ]
You should have taken us back.
[ it is the first kernel of resentment for his father. who believed in the dream, who bled for it. who wanted a better life for others. but erik can't help thinking that the minute his mother died, alone and unwanted in a prison, they should have gone home.
but he thinks of his father's tears and he ducks his head, guilt churning. ]
( iv. wildcard )
[ got a prompt in mind? you can reach erik here / pm this account / hit me up @timmtams ]
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[Slightly distorted, simulated images of her diverse classroom of students appear in the seats; paused as if they're frozen in place in the midst of a lively discussion. Something about seeing them makes her heart twist uncomfortably. She realizes that as much as she misses them, this isn't her home. They aren't her life. It's just where she's stuck.]
And no, choosing to work with teenagers wasn't my regret.
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Nah, your regret's gotta be big as a star.
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[He's the first person she's admitted her regret to. She hasn't even told the Doctor.]
I thought I should bring her back, but now I'm not sure I made the right choice. I think she might call me selfish and stupid for trying. She wouldn't think it was a big star sort of regret. Just a scared, lost little girl desperate not to be left alone.
[He's also the first person she's really indicated she feels unsure about whether she's doing the right thing here.]
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Well, it's your regret, not hers. It's what you make of it. Star's a star.
'Sides, no one wants to be alone.
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Is that speaking in generalities, or an admission?
[It's said gently, but she glances his way with curiosity.]
That you don't want to be alone either, I mean.
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[ he's not even sure what he'd do with people around. erik shrugs carelessly. the ring remains nestled against his chest. ]
But I get why people need other people. We're social on the inside. We're not meant to be on our own.
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[And briefly, she wonders if that's the case with him. She doesn't ask him about it now, and instead just files the curiosity away for later.]
Would you change your regret if you could? Now that we've been through a mission, would you keep your regret something personal or something...larger than yourself?
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maybe he's waiting for some sort of divine punishment. maybe he's waiting for the end. ]
Dunno. Personally, I'm not even sure I buy into the whole thing. I just wanna see it through.
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[It may be crossing a line to ask, but she's curious and needs to know.]
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Sometimes you just gotta go with your gut.