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âCome on, man. Iâm telling you this is good street meat. Definitely not rat. Maybe not rat. Iâd say maybe horse, but itâs not a tesco lasagne, so weâre safe there.â

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âAnd when we start turning on each other? Like is happening now? What then? Do we start throwing people off the comet? Our problems will only follow us. We need to solve them now, or at least learn how to handle them.â
He studied him a long moment before finally answering the question. It had been a good one. âI think Apocalypse was angry, because he didnât understand what strength was. It wasnât because he was alone. I... couldnât speak to how his childhood was like. But by the time he was an adult, he had an entire tribe of people that not only thought like he did, but worshiped him for it. No, he was alone, because he chose to be alone. Because he made himself alone. Set himself apart and above, because he thought he knew how things should be. We canât afford to make that mistake, Morgan. Iâve made it before, and it cost me dearly. Itâs something we all have to work towards together, or it wonât stick. People like us are powerful. And it frightens even those who should know better. Instinct is a hard thing to fight.â
He put a hand on his shoulder. âYou arenât a mistake, Morgan. You arenât a disaster waiting to happen. Iâve never once thought that. Due to your mutation, itâs highly likely youâll live for an extremely long time. Youâll live long enough that one day, some kid will look at a holo of Apocalypse and say âWow! That guy looks like Lazarus!â You just have to be patient. You just have to keep working towards that. Youâre one of the very few people of this world that actually has time on their side. Youâre going to get to see the fruit of your labors. Youâre going to see the day humans and mutants get along with as little animosity as they have over eye color. Thatâs the day you need to wait for, work for. That day, and those people. If you canât do it for the present, do it for a better tomorrow. Thatâs what I do. Donât lose hope, Morgan.â
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âWell -- thatâs not a bad thing to be recognized for....â It was better than some of the other things she got in the past, at least.Â
She didnât mean to seem like she was staring. Not really, anyway. Tandy was hardly one to judge for appearances most of the time, especially when it came to facial markings. Her own was strange enough sometimes when she did nothing to conceal it.
âI....I usually go by Dagger.â
Dodged a Bullet || Betsy & Morgan
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Betsy could not bring herself to stop sharing. She knew she was doing it and yet she couldnât look away. In front of her, down the school hall, stood a figure that was either a ghost or a hallucination. He was supposed to be dead, wasnât he?
She had seen Fantomex pull the trigger. She had seen the bullet penetrate the child. She had seen it all. And none of it could explain what she was seeing now.
Betsy broke out of her spooky reverie and walked towards the boy who wasnât supposed to have lived. There was only one explanation for this: her mind was playing tricks on her.
She stopped in front of the boy and cleared her throat. âEvan?â
Send me â for 3+ headcanons about your muse and mine. (KidCataclysm)
Cable often visits Morgan; at first, it was to simply keep an eye on him, and see for himself whether or not it was En Sabah Nur trying to pull a fast one. All he found was child being treated like a Judas goat.
Cable and Morgan find in each other one of few people willing to have a rational discussion about Apocalypse.
Cable is firmly convinced that Morgan might very well be the key to changing his future to one closer to what he wants, with this reforged identity of the former Apocalypse right in front of his eyes. He has yet to mention this specifically to him, but he doesnât think he has to.

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" No, no, no! Don't die on me!" (KidCataclysm)
Blood spurted from Remyâs mouth as his body convulsed violently. His rescue mission from Mister Sinisterâs lair hadnât come without consequences. It had earned him a stab straight to the chest. His minimal healing factor wasnât enough to deal with the large open wound. He clenched desperately to the boyâs hand, as if it would allow him to cling to life. âMorganâŠpleaseâŠAh jusââŠwantcha tâ stay safeâŠpromise meâŠm'kay?..â His eyes began to fade as the rest of the X-men hurried into the medical room, their light slipping from his magenta pupils.
" I love your outfit! Did you make it yourself?" (KidCataclysm)
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Loki blinked and he looked down at his tunic and grinned. âIâve always had it; I think....I just sort of ...became in this outfit. So I suppose yes! I did - Quite fetching; I know-â The godling hummed as he adjusted his crown and eyed the other. âYou really do like it though?â