sirenspull_logs | Peaking back into the world

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Peaking back into the world

Who: Magneto and to be updated
When: Week of 4-10 through 4-15
Where: Mostly the HoA, a few others
Summary: Mags is talking to people again. A few people want to see him in person
Warnings: Will be updated
Other: Tag in with when you are meeting/where ok?

He'd made appointments with various people. He was going to keep them. But even still, he was looking entirely well. He'd lost a little weight, was tense, and mostly very still. Except his eyes. They never stopped moving.

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Blaine was more than a little relieved to be back at this place. He wasn't sure he would be welcome back.

He felt like he should bring something, but in the end he just dressed carefully. did his hair with car and got there right on time.

He really can't wait to see the man he knew as Michael.

Magneto was waiting on the inner porch, so when Blaine arrived he slid from the couch to feet, flipped the lock, and opened the door. He offered Blaine a smile, but it's was small and quiet. "Hello Blaine. Here, come in." He stepped back to let him in.

Blaine returned the smile, his own with a sense of relief. He came in carefully and looked over Magneto's body, wondering for a moment if they both would be able to handle a hug.

Magneto is thinner, though he still has bulky build, moving tensely, warily, but so long as Blaine moved slowly, he was actually all right. He was still easily startled but more stable than he had been in a few weeks.

"You look good. I was worried, when I heard about Chuck..."

Blaine took a breath and nodded. "He'll come back. He can't... I mean, he'll come back." He sounded certain, but it might have just been him confusing himself.

"I'm sure he will. Who has his puppy?" He was heading towards the library, some place to sit where they could talk without others butting in - it was quiet, during the day at least.

"I'm not sure. There's been... other people. Taking care of Fred and everything else." He frowned a bit, realizing that he only had a vague sense of the people involved in Chuck's life. "I haven't really seen the it, to be honest..."

"Maybe Castiel took it." There was something off about how he said Castiel's name, like someone mentions a name in grief. That was just something painful he didn't discuss.

"You wouldn't really. Most can't."

On instinct Blaine reached out and touched the older man's arm carefully, tentatively. He wasn't sure he was allowed to touch, but the tone of grief was too much for him not to at least reach out.

His arm tensed, but he didn't pull away. He took a slow breath and and tried to make himself relax.

"It's okay." He wasn't going to lash out, there were just very few he'd reach out for, but his voice wasn't steady. He wasn't okay, at all, and wouldn't be for some time.

Blaine pulled back at the tension. He didn't want to make things worse. "No, it's not," he said. "But that's okay. That it's not. I just wanted to see you to make sure you were alive.

And I wanted to tell you something too."

If Blaine has any experience with trauma victims, Magneto is reacting rather typically - misunderstanding gestures. Assuming friendly ones have other meanings.

"Jubilee would have told people if I wasn't." He was still working his way through everything she'd given him a copy of, so he didn't know how hostile some where being to each other.

"Tell me what?"

Blaine doesn't really have that kind of experience though. The only time he was very really confronted with this sort of thing was with Kurt's lingering reaction to what Yaha did to him. That was different though. He knew Kurt's body language better than he knew his own.

"I wanted to make sure that you knew, no matter what, I am always going to be grateful for what you've done for me. You're the reason I'm still here. I will never stop caring about you. I... I just don't know if that helps."

And Magneto is, under more normal circumstances, very good at concealing the fact he has lingering trauma.

He looked up at Blaine, and there was a little something to his look. Gratitude, a little less fear. "Thank you. That does help." He'd had too many people turn on him - not here, but over the last eight decades, that people staying meant more to him than almost anything else. They could be angry. Just don't walk away.

Blaine offered him a little smile. "I was worried. I thought that you'd think I didn't want to know you anymore because I left the House. But that's not why I left."

It had been worse because of the way that Jubilee had acted and the constant repeat of the words 'it's a mutant thing.' It had made Blaine feel like he was going to be an outsider from now on. He hadn't wanted to push though, to make it seem like he was trying to make this horrible situation about him. It was easier to leave and hope that when things calmed down he'd have the weird family he had created for himself again.

"You needed to look after your health. Going with Chuck made sense." That he wasn't upset about. He'd been grateful, so grateful, that Chuck had been there for the boy while he was ill.

Someday Magneto might explain what 'it's a Mutant thing' actually means, and that those who push, who get dirty in the trenches with them, whatever their DNA, are a part of them, and that's all that mattered. At least, if Blaine ever asks.

Blaine nodded, accepting that. That was what people said to him when he flt weird about leaving. "Is there anything I can do? Anything at all? For you or for anyone else here? I want you to know that I'm still here, if you need anything that I can do?"

He shook his head lightly. "I don't know for here. I'm not really staying yet. I..."

He looked around, scanning the area, then back at Blaine.

"I need space. When I tell people to back off, or Jubilee does, or my NV is off...I need people to not freak out. I need to be able to pull back from people and get my head on, without my NV ringing all the time. I need people to stop assuming silence equals guilt and that I'm hiding. I'm trying to put my head back together and everyone wants something and I just can't." The words were rushed, stretched thin, and desperate. He did know that yes, people were going to be pissed over him killing Crowley. He needed them to stop assuming he did it for kicks or that he was hiding from answering. Right now he could barely take being around people at all without flipping out.

Blaine nodded. "I understand," he said. "I never assumed you were hiding or guilty. I just... I didn't really know what was going on. You're alive though, that's what matters to me."

He breathed out softly. "Thank you. And no one really knows. And honestly? My lawyers have just advised me not to discuss it with anyone, period. I pay them too much to ignore them."

He hoped that would mostly be the end of it, with Blaine anyway.

Blaine smiled at that a bit. It was the end of it, for him anyway. As long as Magneto was alive, that was enough.

"Okay," he said. "I'd want you to listen to them too."

"Thank you."

He sank into the chair a but, just a little relieved.

"Have I missed anything with you?"

Blaine shook his head. "Kurt lost his memories," he said after a moment. "He thinks we're still together because of that." It was probably easier to tell the older man these things, to give him something to focus on that wasn't him or what had been accused of him. "It's been a little stressful, but I don't think the Core completely re-set him. I think someone did something to him."

"Has that happened to anyone else?"

He wasn't sure but he hadn't been paying attention.

"Having your memories tampered with is horrible."

Blaine nodded. "A few people. There's a girl who admitted she has the power to mess with memories, but I don't think she was the one who did it. Has the Core ever done anything about that before?"

4/11 10:30am at HoA

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