Reunited and it Feels So Good - @goldtoxicity

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The idea of Krakoa hadn't called to David, when everything was said and all of the offerings made, David hadn't been tempted. It wasn't until one name in particular had been said that he had packed his things and made for the nearest gate. Because there weren't many things that would shift him back to mutant concerns.

Elixir was one of those few things.

So there it was, David heading through the gate, and into an amazing garden. Massive trees around him, vines, flowers, fruit. And so many mutants. David, back over his shoulder, looked around in awe of the place. There was so much going on here and he didn't know what to do about it. Or where to go.

"Uh," he says, approaching the first person that seemed like an authority figure, from how people were gathered around them. A figure in some sort of body suit. "Excuse me? What are new arrivals supposed to do? And do you know where I can find Josh Foley?"

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[goldtoxicity]

There it is.

"It's real."

David stops and Josh stops with him. Watches realization dawn on his face. Those shaking hands are taken in both of Josh's own, held tight and squeezed gently.

He should've been able to do this from the start.

He understands now why he couldn't. That he was young, that he was in over his head, with impossible expectations crushing him. It doesn't take away the guilt of knowing he had the capacity for this.

"Welcome home, David."

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It doesn't heal all the scars. The memories linger. The way the body knows there will be pain if you move just wrong. But the damage itself is... gone. Like a wound truly closed, the stitches pulled, not even a shadow of it on his skin.

He's crying. David isn't one that cries very often. He can make a list of all the times it's happened. This is one of them. This is one of the most powerful.

The words, though. They have him pulling his hands from Josh's to throw his arms around his best friend. No. His brother once again.

"I'm home," he answers, his voice a trembling whisper as knowledge flows through him. He's had years to learn to sort his mind, to organize it all. It's the gentlest his powers have ever treated him, because it was only years later that he ever figured out how to use them properly.

"I'm home."

[goldtoxicity]

His arms wrap around David automatically, holding him close. Protective.

He hadn't managed to protect them before. Not from the Scarlet Witch, or the Purifiers, or Belasco, or the weight of the world. It would be different this time. This time he'd hold them close, he'd shield them, he'd save them. This time everything would be okay.

"You're home."

He rubs his back gently.

"We're not going anywhere this time."

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"Speak for yourself. I'm going to see every inch of this place, and feel all these lives around me," David counters. But not now. Now while he's holding Josh so tightly.

"But... maybe yeah, for a while. Being still for a while."

His powers never had the chance to properly mature. David has no clue what he's capable of. But he belongs again. And that had been something he'd ached for so much over the years.

[goldtoxicity]

He laughs. Can't help it, just bonking their foreheads together lightly.

"Look, I will personally pull all the strings I can to get you in the room with anybody you wanna be in the room with," he promises. "I've got an in to the Fantastic Four and everything."

All his dreams can finally come true. In a positive way, none of that President David bullshit.

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Fantastic Four? Pass.

"I... don't know, Josh. It's a lot. I thought I was visiting for a few days. Now I have to find somewhere to live. Some way to have purpose being just being. That isn't a quick thing to do."

He supposes, for now, he can couch surf. Does Krakoa have couches?

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"There's still room in Alpha house - that's for our year at Xavier's. But if you want solo housing, I can walk you through how to ask Krakoa for a spot."

He pulls back, his smile even brighter.

"Krakoa provides, David."

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"Right now... I need somewhere quiet. All these voices, languages, skills... They're from all sides," he admits.

The longer his powers are back, the louder it is. This... will take some adjusting. Their year at Xavier's might not be so bad. He's USED to those minds. But not all of them at once.

"Know anywhere secluded?"

[goldtoxicity]

He considers.

"We can put you up near the White Spire. Miss Frost owes me some favors - the worst you'll have to deal with over there is maybe the Cuckoos messing with Quentin."

He reaches up to brush away a few stray tears.

"We can visit Arbor Magna tomorrow. I gotta get back to work, but this whole day? It's all you. Let's find you a house."

dw give me notifs!

[helpdesk_hero]

No, he won't have to worry about that at all. True telepaths had always been able to block him out.

Still, part of him feels guilty. All this wonderful stuff Josh does, and he's taking it away.

"If I have my best friend today, that's lives that aren't back, Josh. How... how can I be that greedy with the gift you've given me?"

[goldtoxicity]

He doesn't want to admit how much recreating the Mothervine virus takes out of him. It's something that doesn't exist in this world, something that was never meant to, and something that he has to kill the very moment he introduces it.

"You kidding?" He scoffs. "I need a day off! We all do. I already cleared it with Xavier."

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It's something that, even with all his knowledge, David can only touch the understanding of the complexity of. Not the drain itself.

"Then... Okay," he says at last, finally unlocking his knees and getting a smile back in place.

"Let's start with somewhere quiet. Without the Cuckoos. I don't think I could handle them right now. No more than... six people. I think that's the best upper limit I'll have soon."

[goldtoxicity]

"Red Keep, then."

The Marauders are out to sea, it should be largely empty up by the coast. If they ask Krakoa nicely, Krakoa will give them a little shelter and a bed.

He has a feeling they're both gonna need the nap.

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"These place names don't mean anything to me. They're... too new," David admits as he pushes his friend into motion. It sucks to not be hugging him, though. David's got years of affection for his friend that he misses sharing.

[goldtoxicity]

"Hellfire Club HQs," he explains, starting off down the path. "White Spire is Emma, 'cause she's the white queen and all that. Red Keep is held by Red Queen, who is Kitty - who is going by Kate now, that's the Marauder's base. They're all about picking up people who can't get through the gates, and like, smuggling booze. And Blackstone is Shaw."

Who sucks.

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"Of course they're smuggling booze," David rolls his eyes. Never seen the point of intoxicants like that. Btu the idea of Shaw makes him sneer.

But hey, mutants are mutants, and he's... he's one of them again. Who is he to judge?

"I really don't think those are going to be my path in the long run. But Kitty's nice enough, and if she's out, I guess I can crash there a bit. Not sure how talented I'd be at entertaining you though."

[goldtoxicity]

"Yeah, I don't expect you to wanna stay near any of it." He shakes his head, trying to picture David in the Hellfire Club and failing. Too honest, too upstanding.

"If nothing else you'll make a good pillow."

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"And I'd look horrible in a skimpy leather outfit? They're not just for ladies these days," David teases.

A pillow? Hah, what an idea.

"You're saying Kitty doesn't own a SINGLE pillow? Hard to believe."

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"Uh, I know. I was in the Hellfire Club and the outfits she shoved at me were all, uh, sparing."

He shrugs.

"Maybe I just prefer my pillows David-shaped. I missed hearing your snoring."

[helpdesk_hero]

He was what? David wants to laugh at the idea of it. Emma Frost WOULD have put him in horrible things, just to show off the gold. Or the lead. A statement of power.

"You know, you could prevent the snoring if you make my air passages better," David points out. But he figures it's not the point.

"You've never had a David-shaped pillow."

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"Maybe I find it soothing. Like white noise."

He bumps his elbow against David.

"Are you gonna deny me a pillow?"

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"I'm decidedly not white noise," David teases. And if he maybe moves closer to throw an arm around Josh's shoulder, well...

That isn't a bad thing, right? Right.

"Pretty certain there will be pillows. But if you can't find any, you can use me. I owe you that."

[goldtoxicity]

Not at all. Josh's a fount of energy, skin warm and buzzing under his touch. He even leans into it.

"You don't owe me anything. Let's make that clear right now - I just wanna get in some David time before everybody's fighting over your badass skills."

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“My skills are redundant if you have a few good telepaths that can properly network in the room,” David counters.

And he knows that isn’t true. But he isn’t an Elixir or a Forge or a Magneto. His powers are limited and no doubt replicated.

“I’ll be the one fighting for your time,” David counters. Seemed his best friend was important.

[goldtoxicity]

"No. Never. You've got open access to me whenever you want it," Josh says. "Literally nobody else on Krakoa can say that... but if it makes you feel better, you can feel honored to be the pillow of one of the Five."