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Post by Dream on Jun 22, 2009 22:53:02 GMT -5
"I hurt HER? She can have him - and I told her that. He'd never look twice at me.
You know that. you can read minds - that's not why you want me. You've been hunting me for decades. There's something else going on... especially since you know now that you can't use my power."
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Post by Emma Frost on Jun 22, 2009 22:54:20 GMT -5
"You can't? I wasn't aware..." she replied coolly.
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Post by Dream on Jun 22, 2009 22:59:09 GMT -5
"YOU can't. So if you can't use me...there must be something else you and the others want."
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Post by Emma Frost on Jun 22, 2009 23:00:44 GMT -5
"Oh...sorry....I misheard..." she yawned. "No, I just want you to quit freaking everyone out. I just want you to stop seeming like i'm the enemy. I'm not. I'm not anything. I'm a teacher, period. I don't need or want your trust. I just need you to stop freaking out every time I walk by. You're paranoid, Dream."
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Post by Dream on Jun 22, 2009 23:02:57 GMT -5
"Paranoid? I was imprisoned by one of your friends for 100 years... I've been running from you and Magneto for decades. Don't lie to me. I can see through you."
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Post by Emma Frost on Jun 22, 2009 23:25:34 GMT -5
She sprang up, looking straight at Dream, "What part of i'm on your side now are you missing? You think Xavier would just let me waltz in here and say 'oh Emma, why don't you just take my most prized x-men. Make sure you poison all the kids by being their teacher while your at it?"
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Post by Dream on Jun 22, 2009 23:29:47 GMT -5
"Yes. Because Xavier trusts you. Because he trusts everyone."
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Post by Emma Frost on Jun 23, 2009 1:13:52 GMT -5
"He also knows me and can read minds as well. He wouldn't let me just walk in here, and you know it. Yes, he wants to see the best in people, but he'd put my @ss right back where he found me...locked up in a cage...if he thought I was going to hurt the next generation of X-men."
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Post by Dream on Jun 23, 2009 9:29:36 GMT -5
"Well...it's my neck on the line. And I don't see any reason that, wanting to go good or not, you would suddenly stop caring about your desire for me..."
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Post by Emma Frost on Jun 23, 2009 10:13:40 GMT -5
"It's like curbing an addiction, you ween yourself off little by little.." she smiled a little crookedly. "I'll stop hating you today...maybe tomorrow I can stop loathing you little by little....suck out all that desire...and then one day you'll wake up and we can be chums. All I have to do is slap on my anti-Dream patch, keep some illusion gum in my purse and we're good to go!" Her sarcasm had always gotten her into a bit of trouble.
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Post by Dream on Jun 23, 2009 11:05:00 GMT -5
"But....WHY?" Asked Dream shyly. Emma's "fun" nature was actually helping soften her up a bit.
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Post by Luke on Jun 25, 2009 14:20:50 GMT -5
"Because not everyone is out to get you, Dream!" Luke snapped out from where he'd been standing behind the garden wall, watching. He'd arrived just seconds before, early enough to catch the hate-addiction speech, and had meant to watch the entire conversation without revealing himself, but his big mouth had done it again. Feeling that continuing to talk wouldn't hurt more, he stepped forward. "You have to stop reading peoples motives, dream, and start reading their hearts." Everyone had motives to do evil, Luke especially, it didn't mean they acted on those motives.
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Post by Emma Frost on Jun 25, 2009 18:05:58 GMT -5
"Why thank you Luke," Emma smiled back at him, finally setting eyes on the boy. She'd know the voice anywhere. She'd been watching over Pearl, seeing what had been going on..well, hearing..for some time. He was going to be her ally whether he liked it or not. "It's refreshing to have someone who is on my side...if only a little..."
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Post by Dream on Jun 25, 2009 23:04:01 GMT -5
"All...alright." Said Dream. "Alright" - and tears began streaming down her face dripping into the shimmering fountain water.
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Post by Emma Frost on Jun 27, 2009 13:16:27 GMT -5
Emma wanted to jump at the chance. She could see his very presence was upsetting Dream. Into Luke's mind she spoke, not in her own voice, but in his. "You know you care for this girl...you're angry at her, yes...but you need to make some sort of loving gesture...you care for her. Tell her you do. Tell her about your own heart..."
She needed Dream to fall completely and totally before she could have him break her into tiny pieces. She had to believe his love...and he had to almost believe it to...then swiftly, suddenly, turn from her, straight into the arms of another...perhaps her daughter...to crumble her, break her, kill her.
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