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Post by Pietro Maximoff on Apr 3, 2011 18:19:26 GMT -5
::Pietro shook his head, politely declining.:: "Tempting the universe has never worked for me."
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Post by Typhoid on Apr 3, 2011 18:22:17 GMT -5
She shrugged, surprised he didn't react oddly to her new interest. "I am only an amateur, perhaps that's for the best."
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Post by Pietro Maximoff on Apr 3, 2011 18:30:47 GMT -5
::Pietro had been raised Sinti. His beliefs aside, the concept of spells was familiar to him.:: "Do you have a restaurant you want to go to?"
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Post by Typhoid on Apr 3, 2011 18:40:23 GMT -5
She shook her head. "This trip is for you. You pick," she said, warmly.
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Post by Pietro Maximoff on Apr 3, 2011 18:44:33 GMT -5
::Pietro was thoughtful for a brief moment and then made his decision.:: "There is a pan-European restaurant in Valhalla."
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Post by Typhoid on Apr 3, 2011 18:48:28 GMT -5
"Sounds good," she said agreeably. Her hand went to his cheek. "I'm sorry you've been sick, love." In cases like this she wished she was a healer.
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Post by Pietro Maximoff on Apr 3, 2011 18:49:27 GMT -5
::Pietro leaned into the touch to his cheek.:: "It will go away." ::In fact, he doubted that, but he also doubted it could get worse.::
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Post by Typhoid on Apr 3, 2011 19:04:39 GMT -5
"I guess I don't count on that," she said, then broached the subject she'd been contemplating earlier. "Do you think your powers are expanding?"
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Post by Pietro Maximoff on Apr 3, 2011 19:08:46 GMT -5
"I hope not," ::Pietro said sincerely. His first stage of coping with his powers had been so unpleasant - and he had never developed the ability to turn them off - that the thought of going through the process again sickened him.::
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Post by Typhoid on Apr 3, 2011 19:14:48 GMT -5
She could sympathize; her additional powers had traumatic development and painful expression, neither of which she would wish on anyone. She knew that his powers weren't any easier to handle. "Pietro, what if..." She didn't finish the thought, he had to have thought about it, too.
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Post by Pietro Maximoff on Apr 3, 2011 19:17:18 GMT -5
::The thought had crossed his mind, as most thoughts did. Pietro had done what he could to ignore that thought.:: "A portal to Hell will tear open the ground beneath me."
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Post by Typhoid on Apr 3, 2011 19:29:31 GMT -5
"I don't believe that," she said, even though she realized he was exaggerating. She ran a thumb over his lips. "You are not him."
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Post by Pietro Maximoff on Apr 3, 2011 19:38:30 GMT -5
"The universe could not take it." ::Pietro brushed his lips across her thumb, but that was only a partial exaggeration. Magneto was bad enough.::
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Post by Typhoid on Apr 3, 2011 19:41:08 GMT -5
"The universe seems to handle Polaris well enough," she pointed out softly.
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Post by Pietro Maximoff on Apr 3, 2011 19:42:55 GMT -5
"Lorna is a coincidence." ::That was as much explanation and as much charity as Pietro could grant.::
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