I regret little to nothing, my dear. I hope you will see that I am not like most, I appreciate that which is beautiful.
Ah, I don’t mean to startle or unnerve you at all, Laura. That was never my intent in the slightest. I merely wish to make an offer, one I will only give once. I simply ask that you consider it, after all, I would rather like to know you further. Your company is nothing but delightful.
You do not seem to be like most, simply from how you speak.
Thank you. I currently find your company to be pleasant, Joseph. Any time when someone knows more about me than I do them is unnerving. I do not reject things without a good reason, or several. I will consider your offer, at least, if you tell me what it is.
I thank you for that. I am not like most, I assure you, my dear.
It is a rare pleasure, Laura. Very well, I would like to present you with the chance at peace. Imagine, a sanctuary where we are granted all the things we are deserving of. Where there is no longer segregation, bias based on blood alone. A place where we could all belong, a home. I would simply ask for your aid when the time comes that I have need of it, to fight for that future where you and I would no longer be seen as unnerving, unnatural, or simple clones, but instead recognized for what we are:
Unique.
Source: takenoredemption
takenoredemption replied to your post:I finished a book today.
Why would you bring such a thing to my attention Ororo?Why do you think, Joseph?
Such was why I inquire in the first place. Now, I insist you answer with something more meaningful than another question.
Source: weatherwitchwhispers
I do indeed, Laura. You are a fascinating young lady, why more don’t desire to know you is unfathomable to me.
My pleasure, dear child. Ah, is that not always the case though? I, too, can be better.
You may regret this. Fascinating is not a word that is often used, usually the adjective is creepy.
It always is, or so I have found. It is just concerning when someone you barely know is able to tell such things.
I regret little to nothing, my dear. I hope you will see that I am not like most, I appreciate that which is beautiful.
Ah, I don’t mean to startle or unnerve you at all, Laura. That was never my intent in the slightest. I merely wish to make an offer, one I will only give once. I simply ask that you consider it, after all, I would rather like to know you further. Your company is nothing but delightful.
Source: takenoredemption
Q:You uh- Y'did good, y'know? At d'end. Y'did good.
[He has to pause, honestly step back and recall how to breath. Him? The weak, pathetic, Joseph that had died and hadn’t even managed to take Magneto, Erik, with him, had done good? How, he wants to snarl, he wants to grab this man whom he should hate and does but can’t help but be disgustingly fond of as well. All he can manage though is to look away, to hide the conflict, the inner war and the self-loathing he feels for being so weak.]
I—
[No words come, he can think of none. It is too painful a memory, too powerful for him to contemplate his own death. He remembers tears, remembers smiling and exhaling one last time with words of gratitude upon his breath. It is all so foggy, hidden deep down. It will not help him in his goal, he decides after a moment and turns on his heel, refusing to utter another word.
It’s time to leave behind his childish attempts to grasp at the past, to try and return to…her. She will not want him, does not want him. It is wasted effort. Any chance for redemption is simply that; wasted.]
I merely know of you, Laura. Though I would like to know you further.
I admit your gifts, your prowess, it’s all very impressive.
Do you truly wish to know me? Not many people seem to.
Thank you, Joseph, but… I can be better.
I do indeed, Laura. You are a fascinating young lady, why more don’t desire to know you is unfathomable to me.
My pleasure, dear child. Ah, is that not always the case though? I, too, can be better.
Source: takenoredemption
[He decides then and there to physically discipline her the next time she mouths off, it seems to be most effective. This time however, he allows it to pass, instead watching her with a mix of loathing and quiet fascination as she so eagerly presses into his hand. It is reassuring at least he has been difficult at being read emotionally, and so instead raises an eyebrow feigning interest and sliding his hand down from her chin to run along her throat. So easy, a simple squeeze and she could be dead in moments.]
That is a dangerous proposition, Astra. You are no good to me broken, after all.
*She moves from his side to straddle one of his legs, leaning harder into his touch, oblivious to his thoughts, already imagining the ‘teasing’ she would use the next time she required his attentions, not aware of what would await her.*
Not even a little guidance, Joseph?
[His jaw clenches in the slightest, finding her need bordering on annoyance rather than arousing. It’s a simple trick of imagination, one she will never know of and he smirks in the slightest, drawing her closer with a firm hand at her lower back and at her throat.]
I will give you just a portion of guidance, Astra. You’re asking so nicely after all.
[It’s now his hand eases at her throat, going to slide along her collarbone and appraisingly over the curve of one of her breasts. He watches her, thinking in the back of his mind, picturing her as the woman he truly wants and finds himself frustrated. Astra will have to do, he reasons and guides her close, all but crushing his lips to hers in a firm kiss.]
Source: takenoredemption
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You’re quite a curious girl.
Please, call me Joseph. May I call you, ah, Laura is it?
You are correct, Joseph.
Yes, you may. It seems you know me better than I know you.
I merely know of you, Laura. Though I would like to know you further.
I admit your gifts, your prowess, it’s all very impressive.
Source: takenoredemption
Q:I'm just confused...you look like grandpa but you're not the grandpa I know.
Ah, I see.
I suppose you could merely consider me a variant of what you hold dear? Most often do. I would expect no different this time.
takenoredemption started following you.
-An eyebrow shoots so far up into her hairline, it’s barely visible. She remembers the tooth-and-nail verbal fight between Erik and her a month or two back…when she told Erik that, were Joseph to ever come back, she would try everything to get him back and keep him back. It was a fight both agreed neither had won.-
No, Joseph, are we really so transient? Our titles? I am Ororo and I am Storm, no-one else can be me and thus no-one else may take my name. It is much the same with Erik.
You are Joseph, a man who sacrificed himself for the sake of the world. A spectacular friend. A man who thanked Charles for his life with his dying breath and is the very same man that is standing in front of me right now.
You are your own man, my darling. You have your own name and your own life. Please, I beg you, do not waste it on Erik’s.
[At the mention of his name, the hesitance is gone and replaced with cold steel. Oh how he despises that name, how he despises everything about that man. Her words fall on mostly deaf ears, anger hot and consuming that all he can think about for a moment is what it would feel like to crush Erik under his boot. He will destroy that man completely and Astra will help him. A name though, Charles, seems to offer him momentary peace of mind, a calming sort of feeling.]
…Charles…I remember him…
He…he was a good man.
[There is a tightness at his chest, a warring of desires really. But the past, Joseph is too weak and he has no place for weakness. It feels hard to breath, and he glances away to balance himself, to find that calm once more.]
I do not intend to waste my life on him. I intend to spend what time I am given a second time to either make him see our goal once more, or to destroy him.
The man you knew as Joseph is dead.
He was too weak.
Source: weatherwitchwhispers
