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ways_back_room2013-04-09 05:52 am
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DE: Arrr, Late Morning
Running late so I'm going with a classic today, Prompts! Tag in with what pups you'd like to play with and we'll give you prompts for a writing blurb of whatever length suits your muse. Can't think of a prompt? Set your MP3 player/program, radio or internet streaming service to shuffle and give us a song title!
Your Perfection
After he would go and speak to them, respond to Erik, but for now as he heard how Erik's voice filled the hall he was in and the worried silence of those listening. There was no worry in him, he was speaking his truth, their truths and forcing the world to listen to him for this one night. It was where he belonged for he refused to hide away or give an inch, this was his declaration that mutantkind was here.
Perhaps he should have been downstairs with the others, that was where he fit, bringing people together as Erik stood apart though Raven was near him. She was never mentioned but she would be there. Next time and there would be a next time, because Erik's perfect place was rallying those who heard him and terrifying those who feared him.