PARTY!!!

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Characters: EVERYONE
Setting: lounge
Format: whatever you want
Summary: PARTY
Warnings: who knows

[PARTY]

[Molly said she was going to have a party and Molly doesn't lie! There is food brought up from the cafeteria and music playing. HAVE FUN. I DEMAND YOU HAVE FUN]

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[token_vengeance]

"I see you got dragged to this party as well."

Erik moved over to stand next to Fawkes. They hadn't spoken since their first encounter, but it wasn't difficult to find that sort of man in a crowd. And he was someone that Erik had actually enjoyed speaking with.

So at least the party could provide him a chance to reconnect.

[lucidmutant.livejournal.com]

Fawkes shakes his head. "I was not dragged - young miss Molly invited me. It strikes me as odd to have a party now, but children will be children, I suppose." He pauses a moment, then looks down directly at Erik. "Did you ever find the person you sought?"

[token_vengeance]

"Yes they will--but I don't think we should encourage this behavior." Erik sighs, taking another sip of his drink. "Reality of the situation is more important than feeling 'happy' as she likes to put it."

Focusing on his other question he nods, once, then gestures to where Charles is currently sitting. "I did."

[lucidmutant.livejournal.com]

"It is... Something that I feel conflicted about, to be honest." He draws in a breath, then sighs. "The world I come from is a wreck, a wasteland. A place where people live in fear for their lives on a daily basis. Coming here, and seeing children actually acting like children instead of just smaller adults... It seems a shame to destroy that, but that may be for the best in the end."

Fawkes follows the gesture, then nods. "Ah, then it was who I thought it was! Good, good."

[token_vengeance]

"...Fawkes, this place is going to destroy that. Not us. It's better she 's prepared for whats to come. We're all working to leave, but we can't be optimistic on that." He lets out a breath, free hand clenching at his side. He lost his childhood a long time ago.

"And trust me, I know what you are speaking of. Staying childish would get you killed, easily, where I grew up."

[lucidmutant.livejournal.com]

There's a short bit before Fawkes lets out a heavy sigh, rubbing his face. "I am quite aware. I suppose nostalgia is clouding my judgement here. It would be better for her and the other children to lose such naivete..."

He glances aside, watching the dancing people while sighing again. "However, that does not mean that I must like it."

[token_vengeance]

"No, you don't have to like it." Erik shakes his head. "But it's for their sake. And if we can stop this tower--if we can stop these people here, now--we can save other children from their fate."

He looks over at Fawkes, seriously. "We fight for the future, my friend. There is nothing more important than that."

[lucidmutant.livejournal.com]

"You are correct, my friend," Fawkes answers, posture straightening as his determination becomes a bit more steeled by Erik's words. "For the future, to prevent others from sharing our fates."

[token_vengeance]

"Agreed." Erik raised his glass of punch as a toast, taking a long drink. For men...for mutants like them, that was the only option. Their lives had been ripped away, defined at an early age by someone other than themselves.

[lucidmutant.livejournal.com]

That gesture seemed vaguely familiar, and after a few long moments, Fawkes got a glass from a nearby table, returning the toasting motion.

He drinks - a bit awkwardly, but he manages - then looks to Erik. "I suppose the big question is how."

[token_vengeance]

"...I don't know, yet." Erik frowned slightly. He hated that he had no idea how to get out of here yet--not one clue.

[lucidmutant.livejournal.com]

"Hmm. Hopefully, some way might make itself known to us soon, then." Hopefully. Hopefully he wouldn't be trapped in a prison again for another ungodly long period.