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Sacrifice is just a pretty name for losing.
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Post by Lorna Dane on Nov 12, 2019 2:39:13 GMT
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"We are the future."
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Post by Erik Lehnsherr on Dec 14, 2020 2:48:55 GMT
Peace WAS NEVER AN OPTION Erik was not a picky eater. Circumstances of his past prevented him from being one. Concentration camps, maximum security prisons, being a fugitive . . . no. He certainly was not a picky eater. And yet, he still felt the need to question it. Lorna had offered to make dinner and well, they both knew she wasn't exactly the domestic type. Perhaps part of her wanted to be, Erik was uncertain of it.
The important thing was that the two of them spend time together, learning of their bond having gone deeper than just mere mentor or fellow mutants. They were related by blood. So he of course was not going to turn down the offer of this opportunity. Still. He couldn't help but ask as he looked at the meal set before him as she encouraged him to try it. "So remind me, how exactly you made this?" Ingredients. Cooking procedure. Erik was indeed fascinated and even appreciative of the effort. However, if there was one thing he was not it as a liar . . . so with that, he so deeply hoped it tasted good.
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Post by Lorna Dane on Dec 28, 2020 5:53:14 GMT
Lorna didn't exactly go out of her way to impress people, deciding instead that if she held them all at a distance then they were both safer. However, after learning her hero was her father she was . . . trying. And while she might be bad at it, she was--for the first time in her life--making an effort and working toward not being . . . well, not being the angry teenager she was.
Which was why, on this special day, she had asked him to come over. It was the biggest step she had made--making him food. Rejection wouldn't sit well with her, and he was already looking hesitant. "Don't be stubborn. Try it!" She just managed to say without it sounding like a snap. Today of all days this had to go right. They hadn't exactly ever bonded over small talk but today was her birthday. She knew he didn't know that, and Lorna didn't really plan to tell him. However, for the first time since her hair began to turn green and her powers shown up--she was celebrating it. Sort of.
Lorna watched him, waiting for him to try it. The meal wasn't special. She needed something simple to make in order to not screw it up. AND since she hadn't know how to boil water before this week, she's made the same meal 3 times in order to make sure she could. It was as much effort as she had put in to anything in her whole life. Thankfully all she had really had to do was open a can of Spaghetti-Os, heat it up and add in something called basil.
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