ᴍᴀɢɴᴇᴛᴏ ᴡᴀs ʀɪɢʜᴛ

“ the rest of the world seems to have very different opinions. “

     “ fine, fine. “ simon said with a small smile but refocusing on what he had wanted to talk to his father about. “ anyway, can we talk? about everything that’s happening. “

“I’m sorry?” His words confused her; Luna wasn’t sure if he really was busy or if now was a good time to speak with him. “I.. I just had a few questions about the classes you’re offering this semester.” She had heard stories about him, Magneto, both from the news and from her dad. His presence was definitely intimidating. “But if you’re really busy, I can always ask later. It’s nothing urgent.”

Giving a nod to what the man said, Bruce let himself walk out of the lamplight and closer to Erik as he talked. “They all did pretty well, from what I was able to hear.” Bruce let himself smile, as his children and grandchildren all made him feel as if he at least accomplished a few good things in this life. A lot of them may not be speaking to him right now, but at least he knew they were alright. “The bumps in the road have anything to do with the school itself?” Bruce asked, thinking back on how wild this year has been for Paragon in regards to events happening.

“Good, I’m glad to hear that. Not that I had any doubts, they are related to you.” he replied with a weak laugh, flashing a smile at him. He knew they both held their families in high regard, it was one of the things he and Bruce bonded over. “No, the fact I am stuck to the school grounds where there is a registration act being enforced that obviously targets mutants and other genetically diverse individuals has nothing to do with it.” Sarcasm aside, the mutant looked at the other man and admitted “I’m just on edge, Bruce. Something is coming and I don’t know what it is, or if I can stop it.”

“What do y’not have trust in me? You have my word.”

Nadir’s not entirely convinced. His grandfather is no doubt a good liar, but.. some things are pretty telling, and words like that speak volumes as far as he’s concerned. He has, after all, spent most of his life listening to people rather than talking. “Are you sure? You know.. if you need someone to talk to, I can listen.”

❝ ah’m gonna need ya t’be a little bit more specific, sugah. ❞

Klara came and sat down across from Erik’s desk. “я скучаю по тебе,” she said. It wasn’t that she didn’t like Logan–she loved him and she loved living with him–but there would always be a part of her that owed Charles and Erik for taking her in initially.

“you’re not wrong,” her mind travels to the births of her children, and she looks down at her hands with a small smile. her eyes stay there only a moment before turning to her father again, “got any in particular on your mind?”

“I don’t know if I’m ready for that, Papa.”

   “ don’t make me sit here and argue it with you, we both know i don’t want the registration act. all i was saying is that you can’t just give us this massive distrust of the world. “

“ that sounds like something you said when i was seven. the world isn’t out to get me, papa. “

“That turned darker than I expected. Something you want to share?”

“Gambit always have a plan, even when I don’t dare is a way.”