
“The human world is boring..”
“My sentiments exactly.”
”.. someone who agrees?”
“Yes. For, as I’m sure you’re aware, we are both above humanity, you and I. We are better.”
“Hmmm… i like you…”
“From the being who laid siege to New York, I suppose I should take that as a compliment. You wouldn’t, by any chance, happen to be a mutant, would you?”
“A mutant? God no.. I am a god. A sorceror. And you?”
“/I/ am a mutant. I trust that’s not an issue with you? I’d hate for ideological differences to divide us so quickly.”
“Um. . hello… can I help you with something?”
“That depends entirely on who exactly you profess to be.”
“I’m afraid I don’t understand” Adara said confused. “I’m Adara Gray, who are you?”
“I am Magneto. However, you may call me Erik. It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance, Miss Gray.”
“Thank you… I’ve heard quite a bit about you around the Mansion Erik, what brings you here?”
“Simply paying a cordial visit, that’s all. I trust that won’t be a problem?”
The demigod looked at the group, “Quite a strange group aren’t we?” She asked, raising an eyebrow.
“Strange is relative, of course.”
Isabelle nodded, “Of course.”
“Now, what is it precisely that they call you, my dear?”
Charles smiled holding out his hand. “That it has…How have you been?”
His eyes forlorn, Erik turned away from his old friend. “Content, certainly. And productive, to be sure. And you, Charles? How have you and the others been keeping?”
Charles sighed taking his hand back.”We have been getting along just fine…you’re taking care of Raven aren’t you?”
“I’m looking after her, just as I promised. But she’s a strong, independent young woman, Charles. She’s quite capable and quite comfortable on her own, I assure you.”
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“Your absence was noted. I suppose it’s a lost cause asking you where you’ve been?”
“Erik darling, I don’t think you want to know where I’ve been. But, I’d like to know what you’ve been up to?”
“Fair enough. There’s been a distinct lull of activity around here. Raven appears to have caught a cold and the others are…elsewhere. I assumed they’d return in time, but perhaps you can help me confirm my increasing suspicions that they will not, in fact, be returning?”
It’s clear that autumn is well and truly upon us. As I look around and note the changing shades of the leaves which are falling to the ground, I can’t help but imagine you, oversentimentalized idiot as you are, spinning poetry about the majesty and the beauty of it all or something like that. With the weather getting colder, I’m sure you all are appreciating the comfort and warmth of the mansion. Feel free to use my quarters, if you require the space. I expect your student body is rapidly expanding, and I don’t want you keeping my room unoccupied as a result of some misplaced hope that I’m coming back.
Hope you’re well, my friend. Keep yourself safe. Raven sends her love.
-Erik
“It’s remarkable how many people find themselves in my presence on a daily basis. Make it snappy.”
“Quite the conversationalist, aren’t you? And ever so cordial…”
“I’m sorry, I don’t believe we’ve been acquainted. Who exactly are you?”
“I’m Skye. Skye Hawthorne.”
“I am Magneto. Pleased to make your acquaintance, Miss Hawthorne.”