He knows it the second he wakes up. Because there's this void in his head. Can't explain it, can only say it's wrong. As deeply wrong as anything has ever been in his life. Of course the only reason he even woke up was because of all of the shouting. The fear and the pain. And David swallows hard because he's reaching and there's nothing.
Which is what gets him grabbing at his jeans and a t-shirt, throwing himself out of the room, barely even acknowledging Josh as the gold-skinned idiot wakes up. No, his concern is the room across the hall. Is pushing past people so he can pound on it. Billy.
"Billy!" he shouts through the door. He should have fought harder when Emma found out they were dating. He shouldn't have let people change their rooms. He should be in there, knowing if Billy is feeling this same emptiness too.
An emptiness that can't just be David, because he thinks he just saw a girl that used to have purple skin and horns walk by. Without either of those.
"Billy, open up! Dammit, Jay, if you're in there, open the door, I need to see Billy."
Which is what gets him grabbing at his jeans and a t-shirt, throwing himself out of the room, barely even acknowledging Josh as the gold-skinned idiot wakes up. No, his concern is the room across the hall. Is pushing past people so he can pound on it. Billy.
"Billy!" he shouts through the door. He should have fought harder when Emma found out they were dating. He shouldn't have let people change their rooms. He should be in there, knowing if Billy is feeling this same emptiness too.
An emptiness that can't just be David, because he thinks he just saw a girl that used to have purple skin and horns walk by. Without either of those.
"Billy, open up! Dammit, Jay, if you're in there, open the door, I need to see Billy."
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31/10/19 06:48 (UTC)The haze seems to linger on when he finally wakes, hardly noticing his hunger or stiffness, feet moving to carry him towards the auditorium without really knowing why. He was doing something before, wasn't he? Something...important. ...With David.
His head turns vaguely, blinking in question. Where is David?
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31/10/19 12:03 (UTC)"Is it wrong that I'm really worried about what's going on, with the telepaths so clearly manipulating us?"
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31/10/19 15:54 (UTC)He shakes his head with a small frown, though it quickly fades to a much calmer expression. "No...I'm worried too."
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1/11/19 02:29 (UTC)"Maybe they know how to fix it," he agrees.
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1/11/19 02:36 (UTC)"Fixing would be good. You deserve a boyfriend that isn't miles away."
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1/11/19 03:26 (UTC)(no subject)
1/11/19 03:46 (UTC)"I don't think your family would enjoy you running across country to chase a guy. Are you even out to them yet?"
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1/11/19 03:52 (UTC)(no subject)
1/11/19 03:59 (UTC)"I think... Billy, I think I might just love you."
A first utterance of that phrase. And he's not even ashamed he's saying it in public.
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1/11/19 04:09 (UTC)"...I think I might love you too."
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1/11/19 04:20 (UTC)David's fingers tighten around Billy's as the announcement comes and he hears the whispers. Someone, Julian he thinks, calls out to ask how many people lost their powers.
And the way the adults look at each other makes David shudder.
"The numbers have to be high, if they aren't telling us. A percentage of mutants," David says. "And if they're telling us, I'm guessing a VERY high percentage."
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1/11/19 04:23 (UTC)(no subject)
1/11/19 04:27 (UTC)Or both?
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1/11/19 04:30 (UTC)"...You think they did it on purpose?"
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1/11/19 04:34 (UTC)David frowns. Yeah, he has to think that this is on purpose.
"I wish I could say. If Doctor Strange was in here he could tell you, no doubt. But I don't know magic. I have to think there is some degree of intention involved."
Because this is an attack on mutant kind.
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1/11/19 04:38 (UTC)That anxious static returns, and he carefully releases David's hand.
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1/11/19 04:43 (UTC)David isn't ready to talk to his yet.
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1/11/19 04:49 (UTC)"You wanna talk about it, or am I on distracting duty?"
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1/11/19 04:53 (UTC)But really, he wants to have that. Because he's... scared of what this means for him.
"You know my parents just want me to be normal."
They aren't mutant-phobes or haters. They're just... they just didn't get him and his powers. He probably would have had an easier time with them if he hadn't been able to pass for human, or at least had a power with a visual aspect.
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1/11/19 05:05 (UTC)"They love you. But it doesn't mean they're right."
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1/11/19 05:14 (UTC)"Yeah, says the guy with perfect parents," David shrugs. "Seriously, I am starting to think the only bad things in your life are how your powers manifested and how that white-haired guy with the Young Avengers sorta looks like you. In a super blurry way."
Everyone knew there was a guy named 'Speed' with the Young Avengers, but no one was fully sure what the kid looked like. All David had was an impression of a jaw like Billy's, but between the goggles, the different hair color, and the way the guy tended to only be a blur on screens or vibrating to hide his face, it was hard to see much of him. Only reason David noticed even that is because he'd always been reminded a bit of Erik Lehnsherr when he really looked at Billy. Which was stupid, of course.
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1/11/19 05:20 (UTC)"What, Speed? How's that a bad thing? If I looked even a little bit like one of the Avengers that'd be pretty cool, wouldn't it? Or some kind of 'It Takes Two' scenario, where I've got a face twin out there?"
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1/11/19 05:28 (UTC)Aren’t they good enough?
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