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Here is just Bere. I'm a Metal Bender.
between rage & serenity
Después de haber escapado de Göttingen con suerte, Charles y Erik encontraron un Oásis antes de llegar a Waake. No era algo lujoso como Charles, incrédulamente, había pensado que sería. Era un pequeño parque rodeado de una malla metálica. Tenía una fuente, con agua potable afortunadamente, dónde aprovechó para tomar un sorbo antes de lavar su cara y sus manos.
Erik lo miraba confundido, guardando su arma en la parte de atrás de sus pantalones (ya que había perdido la sobaquera en una batalla con algunos zombies en Göttingen). Él, al igual que Charles, prosiguió en limpiar la sangre que llevaba por días sobre su piel después de tomar un poco de agua.
Finalmente se sentaron a la orilla de la fuente que parecía estar dañada, pero no había algún signo de infección cerca. Todo parecía tan normal, después del caos. Charles tomó su mochila y mientras, Erik arrancaba una florecilla que yacía junto a su pie izquierdo.
“No pareces Alemán.” Erik dijo finalmente rompiendo el silencio.
“No lo soy…” Charles dijo abriendo su mochila y sacando un termo, rellenándolo con agua, “…soy de Inglaterra. La ONU me envío aquí para investigar una mutación genética que tornaba a los humanos violentos. Pero creo que fue demasiado tarde.” Erik levantó una ceja.
“¿Qué profesión tienes, Xavier?” Charles sonrió al saber que Erik, un renombrable teniente, había recordado su nombre a pesar de haberlo gritado con desesperación en medio de una batalla entre la vida y la muerte.
“Profesor de Genética. Me especializo en mutaciones genéticas.” Respondió contemplando el color de la piel de Erik, el cuál había cambiado al estarse metiendo el sol.
I finally got to finish this. I don’t have a fanfic yet but I wrote a little story for this. I don’t have a mind to write something long in English, so sorry.
What should happen on XMFC2
I’m not sure about that kiss— but I’m sure after that Charles should slap Erik and tell him to stay away from him hahaha
I wouldn’t forgive someone for leaving me paralyzed at the beach.
Did I mention I wasn’t upside but the camera was? I forgot who was taking the photo but they were holding it upside.
it has style ;) hahaha
This is me and this is the face I always do when is a photo for some serious shit.
Bere, is that your student ID picture?
My ID looks like this:
Yes! That’s my student ID :)
Yours is awesome, you always look good in photos, Kurt!
This is me and this is the face I always do when is a photo for some serious shit.
[Flash 9 is required to listen to audio.]
Magneto’s song of the night.
Blaze stuck out her chin defiantly, spreading her arms out wide. ”I’ll put Davy Jones in his own bloomin’ locker afore I ever grovel to you scallywags again! A pox upon ye both!”
Oh yes, she was definitely having too much fun with this pirate thing.
Kurt moved his tail closer towards her, forcing her to step backwards. ”We will see about ye doing that!” His grin was bright but all of a sudden disappeared when he had teleported once more, this time he was holding her by his tail as he climbed the canon prop and pretended to stuff her into the machine, “let us see if ye be keen of flying, ye traitor.”
Bere just looked at them, eating the Doritos. “Ye teach ‘er!” she shouted with the sword in hand.
Blaze grinned and stood up a little straighter, holding out the bag of Doritos as if in surrender. ”All righ’, ye got me. Nice an’ easy, now…”
With one swift and sudden motion she drew her sword and whirled about, striking Kurt’s sword with a solid plastic whack and sending it clattering to the floor. ”Avast, ye scurvy dog of a captain! Ye’ll not beat me so easy, not you or yer first mate!” She clutched the bag closer to her chest and faced Bere, pointing her sword right at the other girl with a crooked smile. ”Shall it be a fight t’ the death, or will ye back off afore ye lose more than just yer booty?”
Kurt couldn’t help but chuckle, like one of those villainous bosses as if Blaze had fallen into his plan, “avast! Yew’ve only f’llen in me trap, y’see,” with that Kurt had quickly teleported taking the hostaged bag of Doritos from Blaze and quickly throwing them into Bere’s hands.
He steps forward being poked by Blaze’s sword, “ye see, yer messin’ w’th the wrong crew.” With that he teleported them both onto the plank, Blaze’s back facing the ‘sea’ as Kurt’s tail whipped and hit Blaze’s sword. “Do ye give up or ye want to pay good ole Davy a visit?”
Bere kept her hands up in the air chuckling, letting her sword fall. “Ye got me, Blaze” she took the bag of Doritos Kurt had just threw. “But ye ain’t messin’ wit’ us”
“Barnacle-covered Davy gunna be glad to take care ‘o ye.” She ate another Dorito and smiled triumphantly.
Blaze quite literally barrelled into the middle of the conversation, grabbing the Doritos before Kurt could lay a finger on them and half-rolling a meter away before she bounced back onto her boot-clad feet, laughing triumphantly. She too was decked out in pirate gear; bright red bandana, eyepatch, poofy shirt and brown jacket tied at the waist with a red sash, and slightly tattered black pants with a toy sword tucked into the belt. She looked like she was having the time of her life.
“I’ve stolen yer treasure, I have!” She cackled, crinkling the bag tauntingly. ”If ye want to win it back, ye’ll have to send me straight to Davy Jone’s locker!”
Kurt started laughing when he saw his booty being stolen, he takes his prop sword in hand and flips towards Blaze, “you w’ll give me mah booty back or I’ll take it by force and off to th’ plank with yew!”
He motioned for Bere to join him in ‘ambushing’ their traitor of a mate. He stepped towards Blaze with the sword facing her before he teleports quickly behind her. Poking her shoulder’s blade with the sword he says, “we h’ve yew surrounded, surrender m’ booty or s’ffer death.”
“Hand th’ bag ‘o Doritos ‘n ye won’t be harmed” she extended her hand at her, chuckling and taking a fake sword out.
Let th’ parrrty begin, mates!!
