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Post by Mystique on Oct 31, 2009 8:48:37 GMT -5
"That's good to hear," Raven said with a small smile.
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Post by Pietro Maximoff on Oct 31, 2009 8:51:48 GMT -5
::Finding little to comment on in that train of thought, Matthew changed the subject.:: "Do you work for my father, Raven?"
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Post by Mystique on Oct 31, 2009 9:00:44 GMT -5
"No, I don't," Raven said, shaking her head. Oh, how was she going to explain this to him? She was told to strictly keep to nondescript answers and not provoke him in his fragile state.
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Post by Pietro Maximoff on Oct 31, 2009 9:02:43 GMT -5
::She appeared the same age as most of the other faculty, which had warranted Matthew's question. Still, there were others who lived here, or visited; Xavier was a wealthy, well-liked man.:: "A friend, then?"
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Post by Mystique on Oct 31, 2009 9:03:52 GMT -5
"Yes," Raven said, nodding. "A very close friend. I guess I've never been around when you were here, although he's spoken very highly of you." Little white lies would be fine, right?
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Post by Pietro Maximoff on Oct 31, 2009 9:08:18 GMT -5
::That was certainly plausible, and Matthew accepted the explanation without hesitation.:: "I try to make him proud."
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Post by Mystique on Oct 31, 2009 9:12:59 GMT -5
"I'm sure you do," Raven said honestly. After all, Charles loved Pietro, and Wanda; they were his children in one way or another.
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Post by Pietro Maximoff on Oct 31, 2009 9:17:18 GMT -5
::This was undoubtedly why he had chosen this for the form of his retreat; in his old life, he could never have been told with any degree of honesty that his father was proud of him. Or had been, or would weep at his funeral, or even prevent him from reaching an early grave; of course, that had been mutual. No, the fantasy was far more healthy.:: "Thank you for the reassurance."
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Post by Mystique on Oct 31, 2009 9:20:05 GMT -5
"So, why are you visiting?" She inquired curiously, trying to see why he thought he was here, and for how long.
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Post by Pietro Maximoff on Oct 31, 2009 9:21:29 GMT -5
"I have been ill," ::Matthew replied, and he had been released from the hospital, so he took that much as truth and common knowledge.:: "Where else to go but home?"
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Post by Mystique on Oct 31, 2009 9:28:42 GMT -5
"That is true," She conceded with a nod. "And I'm sure your father is glad to have you back."
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Post by Pietro Maximoff on Oct 31, 2009 9:32:23 GMT -5
"I think so," ::Matthew said. They had set him up in a special room away from everyone else, because his childhood room had become a dormitory. That was to be expected when your house was a boarding school.:: "I have to see six specialists, so he is worried."
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Post by Mystique on Oct 31, 2009 9:38:36 GMT -5
"I'm sure he would be, if you've been ill," Raven said assuringly. "That just means he loves you." Which was true, of course.
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Post by Pietro Maximoff on Oct 31, 2009 9:49:47 GMT -5
"I know," ::Matthew said with a peaceful smile. Of that he was certain.::
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Post by Mystique on Oct 31, 2009 10:44:53 GMT -5
At that, Raven lapsed into silence. What did she say next? 'I'm sorry, but he isn't really your father?' That wouldn't do well...
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