10. messages + open spam

[orderfromchaos]

[Private to Elsa]

How do you feel about working on your powers wth Rogue?


[Spam for Helena]

[He talks to Cosima first, waits a day or two before turning up. It's unfair, maybe, using his presence - but his mirror self did it, and he wants the chance for his words to have at least as much weight now.]

Hey. Bucky said it was okay with him for me to visit. Is it okay with you?


[Open spam]

[Sometimes, Dillon just lies on his back on the deck, staring up for a few hours at a time, trying to understand the things his powers are trying to tell him about the stars, about whatever strange ether they're passing. If he understood it, really got what it was and how it worked, he's pretty sure he'd be able to get to the place between, with the red sands and strange ruins and Deanna's body. If he could just - reach.]

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[adelphoktonos]

[She studies him, looking at him from the corners of her eyes instead of directly.] What do you think is the right thing to do?

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[orderfromchaos]

I think.

I think it's not just healing people, like he did sometimes, just changing them so the ways they hurt didn't matter. I think it's giving people tools to heal themselves, the way they want.

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[adelphoktonos]

[She's silent for a long time, thinking about that. She doesn't know how she wants to be healed or if she even does.]

She came back. [It's a jump in subject because the other is too big, too confusing. Her voice is tinged with disappointment, a little rueful.]

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[orderfromchaos]

She has a soul too.

[For the record. Which might explain her postmortem resilience somewhat. Or not.]

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[adelphoktonos]

You can see it in her as well?

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[orderfromchaos]

Yeah.