#stormlead

+ “ When it comes to days, I think we’ve all had better ones... “

 he  takes  a  slow  breath  in      ,      lifting  his  chin  and  propping  the  side  of  his  jaw  in  his  palm      ,      his  gaze  on  ororo      .                ❝            hypothetically      ,      would  you  be  able  to  make  it  rain  enough  to  fill  up  an  entire  underground  bunker      ?            ❞                      not  that  he’s  planning  anything      .      because  he’s  not      .    

‘ you’re not supposed to be here... are you? ’

THERE COMES A HEARTY LAUGH, fading into a GRIN.   ❛ There is only one God of Thunder, ❜   he chuckles, with a fold of his arms across broad expanse of chest.    ❛ But I have come to find there are yet those out there who also call the storm their own. ❜   He doesn't seem bothered in the least, one way or the other.    ❛ But it is good to find another who is at home with the thunder's call. 'tis not often I have the pleasure. ❜

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                            // RANDOM ASKS | (always accepting!) 

   ❝  Have you ever killed someone ? ❞ it was a question that had just recently popped into mystique’s mind. she was sure of the answer, but she was curious to see if she was right. after all  --  who was she to judge ororo ? mystique had to be the least judgmental of them all , with her current track record.

      “Well those are certainly the most direct reasons anyone’s ever given me their number,” John chuckled. “So is this a one sided deal? Promise I won’t send any o’ me cock.”