No pain, no gain.

“Coming?” he called out over his shoulder, and she immediately trotted over to catch up.  So he was one of those types; the ones who didn’t like to stop for anyone.  With them, it was either catch up or go the fuck away.  Blaze had known her fair share of people like him to recognize it in him.  She was silent for a bit as she tried to match her steps to his (impossible, given the difference in the length of their strides), but curiosity won out.

The two mutants continued to walk in a silence that would break the nerve of the average being. Wyatt found it comforting; Blaze didnt seem like too much of a 'people person', so the man doubted she would be offended by it. But he could be wrong.

More time and quietness passed, and as it did, Backlash, a stride ahead of Blaze, rounded the corner of a rather large and block-y building. "We met in the middle." He said, in regards to finding the Brotherhood. "I was in search for shelter. Magneto was in search for recruits." The chestnut haired man reached for the front door handle, and pushed it open, allowing Blaze to squeeze through the gap. He stared out into the dark, star lit abyss, not once glancing down at the new comer. Wyatt didnt bother asking about the girl's back story and life woes and young drama. Its not that he didnt care...

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"No where near." He responded to Blaze's question. Wyatt grazed past her, continuing to walk in the direction he was originally headed. Interestingly enough his destination, the Brotherhood kitchen, was quite near this mutant's room. This brought his mind to wonder... Of what background did you have to come from that having a window to escape from was a priority and a perk...? Most likely not a pleasant one. Probably a violent one, as well. 

"Have you been assigned sleeping arrangements? Is that what you're searching for?" The older man spoke sharply, immobile; his arms hung by his side without swaying, he never once shifted his weight into either of his feet. The occasional blink was the only noticeable movement he made. Uncharacteristically, he continued, perhaps feeling an ounce of empathy for the new mutant's lack of sense of direction. Or maybe it was his current condition, which was quite tired, that was making his tongue so talkative. "One of the first times I got lost in the dead of night, I ended up in a small lake with a naked woman." However he doubted that instance would occur again, least of all tonight with this girl. "Maps should be installed." 

Blaze started at the voice that called out to her; she whirled around, body tense and alert in case of an attack.  She had spent the entire day wandering around the compoud, trying to get her bearings.  It was huge, and for some reason she felt a certain sense of urgency in getting accustomed quickly.  To her, the atmosphere was something wholly different from the Academy; it was not a school for children, it was dangerous, or at least had the potential to be a lot more dangerous.  It was like joining a street gang all over again, always something to be on your toes about.

backlash-x:

Pietro just gulped and let the breath from his lungs leave, causing him to have to gasp out until he hit his head against the ground below him. His eyes wincing over at the man that was hovering over him and not sure if it was even worth to try and fight the man off of him. He was larger than him and probably stronger, all that Pietro had on his side was speed—and that was it even if his ego made him come across as the big bad wolf on the campus.

“Hell…I would but you seem to really enjoy having me pinned down.” He said with a cocky grin, relaxing his body a bit to try to catch his breath. “Quite the challenge you gave me, though can you do it two outta three?” 

Wyatt stared down at Pietro, jaw clenched and eyebrows taught. Quicksilver was more correct than he realized. The older man relished in pinning him down, in dominating him completely and entirely. He grabbed the boy by the collar of his shirt, yanking him up to his feet with a violent tug of the fabric. Almost apathetically, Wyatt let go of him with a shrug. "Fine." He said, taking a step back from the man and dropping his arms down to his side. They fell like weights, muscles tight and blood pumping. Pietro wanted a challenge, he would have to be the first to move. 

backlash-x:

daniel-welles:

/stare off

/furrows eyebrows/ What.

*his countenance unchanged, a thought being heard rather then a sound* Just Observation.

/stare off

backlash-x:

Pietro’s movements continued in routine as the speedy mutant ran around the stagnant man. He began to pick up his pace, zooming from side to side, encircling him. Wyatt’s eyes darted from occupied space to occupied space as Quicksilver suddenly made appearances all around him. Eventually, he was moving so fast, Wyatt hardly saw the need to see (lolz, pun). The older man shut his eyes, feeling the rush of air that the other was creating hit his skin in different spots, depending on where the mutant was located. “Actually, I hardly have to move an inch…” He replied, his tone deep and rich. His finger twitched  imperceptibly. Any moment now he would spring into action, any moment now he would be the victor. Backlash simply had to be patient, and hope Pietro’s confidence knew no bounds, and would continue to keep running circles around him. 

Pietro slowly made his way to stop moving in circles, pushing his index and middle finger into the back of Wyatt’s head to try to make him stumble until he moved quickly in front of him with a raised brow. “Oh you have to do better than this.” He said with a sly smirk tugging at the ends of his lips, his body moving to Wyatt’s side an arms reach away. “You look like you could lift anyone with those arms of yours, come on, whats it gonna take to get a challenge outta you, buddy?”