[ Well yeah Kavinsky, sorry to say but the last time anyone tried to pry Magneto's family away from him, he actually tried to destroy the world. So, there's that. ]
That's where we were told they might be taken.
[ He considers whether or not he wants to tell Kavinsky more about his background-- but he decides against it. This isn't the time for that. ]
[kavinsky is not an animal of frequent hesitation. and when he hesitates, it looks a little blank, reptilian, more like a gps recalculating than a person with a soul wondering for his own safety and the sanctity of his hopes and dreams.
but alliances are important. valuable.]
Thinking about some weapons, [he says, glancing around as if he's looking for eavesdroppers. in reality, he's watching out of his periphery for a flinch from magneto, testing the waters. kotetsu doesn't like his padawan messing around with what he messes around with, and kavinsky is careful not to overshare with his favorite professor. but magneto.] And uh. While ago, some guy told me the government is probably a bag of assholes. If I knew about satellites, I'd make one of those. Might just stick with a flying car.
[ But if he really wants one, Erik would refer him to Tony. What's the worst that could happen?
Anyway. ]
What kind of weapons were you thinking?
[ He's just curious-- honestly, if anything, he'd try to convince Kavinsky not to build them. As much of a poster child for war as he is, what he really wants is to avoid it. Avoid it, or come out on top. There isn't another way. ]
[kavinsky smiles reflexively at the talk of licenses. you have to love this city, where a flying car might get your license revoked but murdering enough people, or stealing the declaration of independence, only gets you so much jail time.
at the other question, he shrugs up one narrow shoulder.] Haven't made up my mind, [he answers, honestly enough. he's still trying to gain a foothold out here with running some very fundamental guns.] Guess we already beat an army. And maybe we got other enemies. [a smile tugs his mouth, thin as razor wire.]
[kavinsky nods his head in agreement-- not perturbed by this proposition in the slightest.] Hell yeah. Better to lead than to follow, man.
And better to have it to sell. Than be dick-deep in Communist invaders, trying to get them off with a metaphorical machete nobody's invented yet. You get me? [erik will be forgiven if he doesn't get him because normal people definitely don't talk this way. kavinsky smiles, all white teeth and skinny-shouldered shrugs.]
You get it. You went to Antarctica 'cause you got it.
[ Every world has already invented its greatest weapon yet. He's heard tales from the others who've come here-- of invaders from space, of weapons meant to torture before they kill, because destruction wasn't enough. ]
[kavinsky weaves his head side-to-side thoughtfully. which is something— his answers are still nihilistically turdish, but it could be worse. he's definitely not being dismissive.
one does not simply dismiss magneto's existential questions about death and destruction after a car-lifting demonstration.] If there's a market for it, you get paid, [he says.] If there ain't, it's time to revise your fucking product. Hey. What's your job in this dump dimension?
[kavinsky's eyes crinkle. he studies the older man for a long moment.]
Same as anyone else.
[like they're talking about traveling between universes. as if that's all, when he segues smoothly,] Why do you give a fuck? I can't tear the world apart before your grandkid gets old. Before you're gone.
[no; he's still talking about the weapons. it's a rare moment of humility, his admission-- he doesn't really think about ending the world anymore. not lately.]
[ Okay, Billy's a little older, but that's not the point. Either way, the timeline's fucked up so it doesn't matter - he wanted to leave a legacy for them. Not this one. ]
[hmm. kavinsky can think of a number of assurances he can offer magnetooo, but he supposes none of them would be very actual reassuring. in any case, he doubts there are all that serious consequences to his actions coming anytime soon. the world is considerably more powerful than the one he came from, and proportionately more difficult to fuck with.
famous last thoughts.]
You know that motherfucker, Kotetsu Kobragi or whatever? [kaburagi.] He got me while the Russians were here. He's okay. Met Pinkman and Xavier, too. I dunno what the fuck is up with all you old motherfuckers and this school. But at least one of you guys got pure intentions. [he grins. there's like, the briefest flashpaper moment of genuine affection for kotetsu, whose morality is irritatingly unimpeachable, if not particularly interesting to kavinsky either.] He showed me this place. Working on making my powers less dangerous to me.
[and other people. but if erik knows kotetsu, he knows that already, and it doesn't really bear saying.] You?
[ But no, there's another answer. He pauses briefly, and then says: ]
I helped found it.
Neither of us remember-- the porter took us out and both Xavier and I lost our memories. But this is the second one. There's one on our Earth too, but it's in New York. I wasn't around for the first one's inception, but I recently rebuilt it.
[kavinsky nods along, then pauses when erik tells him of the other connection. he raises an eyebrow. not exactly surprised, though. it makes sense that somebody with that much power would try and teach its usage.
it makes equal sense to him that such a man would want to hoard all power for himself, but you know. as he likes.]
Haven't seen you around, [he says.] What is that shit, like lower-level courses, or you just like having your name on a plaque someplace?
[kavinsky's eyes flicker with crazy person interest. good influences are overrated. that would've entertained him-- the kind of classroom that involves falling off of rooftops, and florid demonstrations of power. for all that kotetsu is valuable, he is terribly low-key. well. probably, kotetsu is valuable in no small part because he's low-key. and, you know. a good influence.]
It's a'ight. But I graduated. Technically. Still doing some summer-time shit with Kaburagi. Autumn though, [he flits his skinny fingers at the window.] Fuck off outta here. See if sensei set me up to find my fortune in the real world. Hey, how'd your padawans do, you ever keep up with 'em?
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There was a war, shortly after our first graduating class.
Most of them are gone now.
[ And like, he was in jail for a decade so... he definitely missed most of that. But he won't tell Kavinsky the horror story - that they killed some of them in cold blood for being mutants, defiled their bodies, cut them up in the name of science. Azazel had been a target because he looked like the devil; none of the humans would have known he liked to quote literature and water his plants. ]
[kavinsky nods his head. he doesn't mind sharing right now. he doesn't think erik will really try to stop him, either, until he does something that's truly impressive on the supervillain meter, and that's never really been his motivation.]
Yeah. Just moving some merchandise. Some other ImPorts are working out of Maurtia Falls, so I'm gonna go there. Already got contacts.
[criminal merchandise, obviously.] I already started before class was out for the summer. Needed the cash, you know? But it's fun. Not the same old shit every day. [the perennial threat of being cheated, attacked, all that. what's not to love.]
[kavinsky would mention they had him collecting garbage a few months ago, but that is definitely not cool enough to tell magneto, so he keeps that under his hairgel.]
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That's where we were told they might be taken.
[ He considers whether or not he wants to tell Kavinsky more about his background-- but he decides against it. This isn't the time for that. ]
So, do you know what you'll make next?
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but alliances are important. valuable.]
Thinking about some weapons, [he says, glancing around as if he's looking for eavesdroppers. in reality, he's watching out of his periphery for a flinch from magneto, testing the waters. kotetsu doesn't like his padawan messing around with what he messes around with, and kavinsky is careful not to overshare with his favorite professor. but magneto.] And uh. While ago, some guy told me the government is probably a bag of assholes. If I knew about satellites, I'd make one of those. Might just stick with a flying car.
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[ But if he really wants one, Erik would refer him to Tony. What's the worst that could happen?
Anyway. ]
What kind of weapons were you thinking?
[ He's just curious-- honestly, if anything, he'd try to convince Kavinsky not to build them. As much of a poster child for war as he is, what he really wants is to avoid it. Avoid it, or come out on top. There isn't another way. ]
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at the other question, he shrugs up one narrow shoulder.] Haven't made up my mind, [he answers, honestly enough. he's still trying to gain a foothold out here with running some very fundamental guns.] Guess we already beat an army. And maybe we got other enemies. [a smile tugs his mouth, thin as razor wire.]
Why? [misunderstanding.] You want some?
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I find the more we make weapons, the more everyone else plays catch-up.
[ Though he was foolish enough once to believe that he could be that weapon, and all would cower before him.
That would have worked, actually, which was the thing: Apocalypse built a weapon so great there would be nothing left to lord over in the first place.
Erik would do the same. ]
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And better to have it to sell. Than be dick-deep in Communist invaders, trying to get them off with a metaphorical machete nobody's invented yet. You get me? [erik will be forgiven if he doesn't get him because normal people definitely don't talk this way. kavinsky smiles, all white teeth and skinny-shouldered shrugs.]
You get it. You went to Antarctica 'cause you got it.
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And what if that machete's already been invented?
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one does not simply dismiss magneto's existential questions about death and destruction after a car-lifting demonstration.] If there's a market for it, you get paid, [he says.] If there ain't, it's time to revise your fucking product. Hey. What's your job in this dump dimension?
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He moves on. ]
I work in a garage nearby.
[ It's good work, it keeps him out of trouble. ]
How'd you end up here?
lmk if the emotional recognition is too infomod, i don't mind at all editing
Same as anyone else.
[like they're talking about traveling between universes. as if that's all, when he segues smoothly,] Why do you give a fuck? I can't tear the world apart before your grandkid gets old. Before you're gone.
[no; he's still talking about the weapons. it's a rare moment of humility, his admission-- he doesn't really think about ending the world anymore. not lately.]
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[ Okay, Billy's a little older, but that's not the point. Either way, the timeline's fucked up so it doesn't matter - he wanted to leave a legacy for them. Not this one. ]
And I meant... how did you come to this school?
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famous last thoughts.]
You know that motherfucker, Kotetsu Kobragi or whatever? [kaburagi.] He got me while the Russians were here. He's okay. Met Pinkman and Xavier, too. I dunno what the fuck is up with all you old motherfuckers and this school. But at least one of you guys got pure intentions. [he grins. there's like, the briefest flashpaper moment of genuine affection for kotetsu, whose morality is irritatingly unimpeachable, if not particularly interesting to kavinsky either.] He showed me this place. Working on making my powers less dangerous to me.
[and other people. but if erik knows kotetsu, he knows that already, and it doesn't really bear saying.] You?
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[ But no, there's another answer. He pauses briefly, and then says: ]
I helped found it.
Neither of us remember-- the porter took us out and both Xavier and I lost our memories. But this is the second one. There's one on our Earth too, but it's in New York. I wasn't around for the first one's inception, but I recently rebuilt it.
[ After causing its destruction. ]
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it makes equal sense to him that such a man would want to hoard all power for himself, but you know. as he likes.]
Haven't seen you around, [he says.] What is that shit, like lower-level courses, or you just like having your name on a plaque someplace?
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I never really stuck around. I'm not a good influence on the kids.
Last time I taught a student, I threw him off a satellite dish. He flew for the first time, so it did work. But I can't say parents like me much.
[ And a wry grin ]
Besides, it seems to be doing fine without me. You like it here?
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It's a'ight. But I graduated. Technically. Still doing some summer-time shit with Kaburagi. Autumn though, [he flits his skinny fingers at the window.] Fuck off outta here. See if sensei set me up to find my fortune in the real world. Hey, how'd your padawans do, you ever keep up with 'em?
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Most of them are gone now.
[ And like, he was in jail for a decade so... he definitely missed most of that. But he won't tell Kavinsky the horror story - that they killed some of them in cold blood for being mutants, defiled their bodies, cut them up in the name of science. Azazel had been a target because he looked like the devil; none of the humans would have known he liked to quote literature and water his plants. ]
Do you have a job lined up?
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Yeah. Just moving some merchandise. Some other ImPorts are working out of Maurtia Falls, so I'm gonna go there. Already got contacts.
[criminal merchandise, obviously.] I already started before class was out for the summer. Needed the cash, you know? But it's fun. Not the same old shit every day. [the perennial threat of being cheated, attacked, all that. what's not to love.]
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You're serious about this.
Are you sure you don't want to do something else?
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What else is there, man?
[kavinsky would mention they had him collecting garbage a few months ago, but that is definitely not cool enough to tell magneto, so he keeps that under his hairgel.]
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[ Man, they really need a job counselor at the school... ]
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You should be friends with Kaburagi, [he says.] It's making him weird, hanging out with little kids all the fucking time.
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You are not that little.
Anyway if you change your mind, you know how to reach me.
[ Obviously. ]
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he'll take it. he glances at the bird for a moment.]
Take care of yourself, [he says.] Sounds like you need the break for happy families.
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[ He picks up the cage again. ]
Thank you for her.