Benja

[bajanbacca]

Jean x Scott Au

It had been days since she had nearly died after losing control. She was back at the institute, still trying to adjust to this new power and the consequences after what she had done. She was up early, even though she hadn't even really slept much because of the nightmares that tended to keep her up.

She climbed out of bed and changed into some simple clothes, and debated on going for a walk across the grounds or heading down to the danger room and training a little bit. In the end, she decided to go to the danger room, and after some time, she had been setting up stuff in the command area after she changed into her suit. She heard the sound of a door in the distance opening as well as someone's thoughts, and she could tell it had been Scott. She didn't even look toward him, "You didn't need to check on me," she said.

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[flawedxshatteredxsouls]

Sleep had escaped him yet again.

Twisting a few wires, Anakin’s tired eyes remained fixated on the broken engine in front of him, exhaustion weighing heavily on his expression as he rubbed at one of his eyes with the back of his hand. The line of his lips remained straight, tension lingering across his features. Fixing things brought Anakin a sense of calm and control, which was a welcome relief from the frustration he often felt with people. Machines made sense; people unsettled him, leaving him anxious and uncertain.

Anakin kept his gaze fixed on the scraps he had found with his irritation simmering beneath his focus. When a wire jabbed his finger, a small stream of blood stained his skin. “Ah man, not again,” he muttered tiredly. Then, with the Force, he sensed a presence approaching. Lifting his head, Anakin braced himself for whoever had entered.

[bajanbacca]

Padme had felt the bed stir, which only meant Anakin had gotten out of bed. For a moment, she lay there before she sat up and grabbed her robe, throwing it over herself and moved to look for Anakin. After a moment, she found him and saw him working on machines. She leaned against the door frame for a moment and watched him. She didn't want to speak yet until she watched him jab his finger, and moved over to him closely. "Are you alright?" she asked softly.

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[bajanbacca]

Padme X Luke

Padme had been on Naboo for some time since the fall of the Republic, living in the lake house. Despite having left to raise her kids and was very happy to have her twins in her life. It wasn't the easiest to raise the twins, but the support of her family and her friends is what made her keep going. Some days were easier than others, especially when she thought back to Anakin and the time they had spent here in the lake house.

She had worn a simple blue dress, her hair left down for the time being, as she stepped onto the stone balcony overlooking the lake. She moved to the railing and leaned against it as she looked out, taking in the fresh air of Naboo.

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[bajanbacca]

Lorna X Marcos

It had been late at night, and she had been unable to sleep, as it sometimes was for her. The day had been a little busy as they helped a few mutants who had come into the Mutant Underground. She pulled herself from the bed, careful not to wake Marcos, who she figured was still asleep, and walked out of the bedroom.

The place was eerily quiet as she stepped into the main room, where many mutants were asleep on cots and makeshift rooms that had been set up. She moved away from the others to a small, quiet area with a balcony overlooking the surrounding area. She stepped out onto the balcony, the night air having a slight chill, not that she cared much, and looked out at the city in silence. She pulled out a small knife and, with her powers, lifted it up and down in her hand, a green aura around it as the knife moved without being touched.

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[bajanbacca]

Clarke X Bellamy Au

Clarke had been stuck on Becca's island as the approaching Praimfaya was growing near. The radios had already gone out with the bunker leaving them all alone, and despite being upset about not saying goodbye to her mother, there was no time to ponder on that in the moment. The new issue of them getting to space to stay safe was their only option now. Clarke had been the one to fix the satellite so that they could access the Ark station and turn it on. She watched as she finally fixed it manually and watched as the rocket ship flew up to the Ark, believing she was now alone and stuck by herself on the island. She headed back towards the lab, tripping as she walked as it grew harder to see with the wave finally reaching the island. She winced as the burns seeped through the crack of the helmet, but she continued on until she reached the lab. She stepped inside, yanking off the helmet once the door was shut behind her, as she stumbled in slightly through the pain of the burns on her face. She was in so much pain that she had not even noticed that there was someone else in the room still.

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Reblog if your rp partners (and followers) are great writers and you love each and every one of their portrayals!

[bajanbacca]

Padme looked at Anakin, her gaze watching his body movements and taking in his posture. She may not have been a senator anymore, but she had learned to get to know people not just by the way they talked. She had never given up on Anakin, despite everyone thinking it was a waste of time and that he was too far gone. She couldn't blame them for thinking that, but truly, no one knew Anakin like she did. She cared too much for him to give up on him even as he argued with her about it.

"I know you better than anyone, Anakin. I stood by you throughout the Clone Wars. And you still believe I chose Obi-Wan that day, but I didn't choose him. You never gave me a chance to explain myself that night before you chose to choke me. I didn't know Obi-Wan followed me that night; he did come to see me before that at the penthouse, going on about what you did. I didn't want to believe him, and that is why I went to look for you."

Padme shook her head slightly, doing her best to avoid the sorrow she felt deep down. "You never lost me, Anakin. We may not have seen eye to eye, but you never lost me. I will never believe in the dark side, and I can't begin to tell you everything I appreciated you did for me. One thing that I will say, though, is that Palpatine lied to you about me dying because I am still here, and I want you back more than anything else in this world. I love you, Ani, no matter what," she said.

"The twins are your kids, and I want them to know their father, but not when they risk being taken away by Palpatine," she said.

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[flawedxshatteredxsouls]

As Padmé spoke about the life they could have had with their children, Anakin let out a tainted, shaky sigh. His heart wasn't just weighed down; it was being crushed by conflicting emotions of love, regret, and a longing so sharp it was hard to breathe. He wasn’t sure why he had agreed to meet with her, and a dark confusion clouded his thoughts as he struggled with the agony of the past and a desperate yearning for her presence. Her words awakened a fragile hope in him, but that hope was painfully tangled with regret that pulled him in opposite directions, as if it would tear him apart.

Anakin recognized her skill as a politician and the way she inspired belief that things could improve; even now, he almost wanted to embrace that idea. He felt torn between wanting to reconnect with Padme and the painful reality of his choices or just letting her go, which he knew he wasn't strong enough for. It was then that his eyes shifted to blue — a rare sight since Mustafar. It was the color of the man he used to be, showing that for a moment, he wasn't completely consumed by the darkness that had taken hold of him since the night he helped kill Master Mace Windu. Anakin looked at her, his body trembling and unmoving, caught between his need for her and the sadness over his actions.

Anger, rage, and regret stabbed at his heart like a lightsaber, yet this pain ran deeper than any physical wound he had ever felt. He could feel the anger burning like fire inside him and the regret gnawing at his memories as he mourned for the life he had lost. When Padmé said, "I love you, Ani, no matter what. The twins are your kids, and I want them to know their father," those feelings of love and sorrow finally overwhelmed him completely. He tried to speak, his voice a broken whisper of, “I…,” but the tears fell quickly before he could even finish. His eyes reflected the total loss of his family and the unbearable pain of the choices that had led him to this moment. Anakin slowly turned his head, looking away.

[bajanbacca]

Padme looked to Anakin, letting the silence fall over the two of them. She knew how to hide her emotions well, something she learned early on as a politician. When she had been queen, she had used it constantly and even taught her handmaidens to do the same. Showing emotion could get you caught. The only one she truly let her be herself with was Anakin.

Padme could see the change in his eye color, and that was something she had not seen in a long time. The way he was trembling was all the emotion she had assumed. Despite what he had said, he had done it, never scared her, because deep down she knew it was not his fault. The only person who was to blame was Lord Sidious; he had manipulated Anakin so much that she was just hoping she could pull him away from the manipulation.

When Padme saw the tears fall down his face, for a moment she hesitated before she moved to close the distance between them. She reached out for his hand and rested her other arm on his arm a moment before she stood in front of him, tilting his head to face him. Tears welled in her eyes as she looked at him, holding them back for a moment.

"Anakin, I'm always here for you, no matter what. I need you, and so do your kids. Come back with me, and we can run away like we said we would, away from everything," she said, wiping some of his tears away from his cheek.

[bajanbacca]

Padme was silent as she looked at Anakin, not even sure how he would react. He had changed, and she knew that was true. So many lies had been told to him, and she knew on the outside he was not the same, but deep down, she knew there was still an ounce of goodness in him. She had to be sure that there was something left in him, even if it pained her to show him the truth. Her heart raced as she saw the look on his face as she spoke. She had never wanted to lose him that night but wasn't exactly given a choice. She had asked him to run away with her and he had refused to do so. She had never known that Obi-Wan had snuck onto the ship to follow her. How was she supposed to truly know that until he revealed himself at the ramp of the ship? After that most of the night had been a blur until the twins were born, she had nearly died that night but instead had been weak for days after. She had been forced to rest for days which made her rethink that night over and over.

The female shook her head at his words. "No, I wasn't. I never have lied to you once, in all the time we were together. I did not know he climbed onto my ship that night. I know what you saw but I was just as shocked as you when he revealed himself" she said pleading the truth to him at this point. She didn't move as he stepped closer, his presence had changed so much, and yet their son still reminded her of him all the time, looked similar to him so much which was hard for her some days. "Yes, I am telling you that it was a lie. Palpatine manipulated his way into the Senate and ruined so many lives. I begged you that night to run away with me and raise our kids. As I said before I would never lie to you. I don't have reason to lie to you either Anakin. I love you Anakin, I always did and never stopped loving you even when you turned. I know there is good in you. There has to be good in you still" she said stepping closer to him with no hesitation in her steps. "After everything that happened that night, I still will love you no matter what."

[flawedxshatteredxsouls]

As Anakin listened to Padmé continue to speak, her words cut at him intensely. He felt like a stranger to himself — the Jedi he once was, now gone. All that remained was the darkness, rage and hate that consumed his every thought, making it impossible to see the light Padmé claimed still existed within him. Memories of that night on Mustafar were becoming less hazy, the very thing he had been trying to escape. The moment Obi-Wan revealed himself was unbearable — it had shattered Anakin. As he clenched his fists, he fought against the rage that threatened to release from his grip. He could still recall the haunting memories of choking Padmé out of anger, a betrayal that left him feeling empty. Every muscle in Anakin's body tensed as he battled the same intensity of emotions once again. He would never want to hurt Padme; he loved her too deeply.

"Do you really think you know what I’ve been through?” he snapped, his voice low but laced with fury. Even though Padmé insisted she had never lied to him, those words felt like sabers to his chest. He couldn't trust her. “Everything I did was for you and our child, and yet I still lost you both.” His heart twisted at the thought of Obi-Wan, his former mentor and brother, becoming a symbol of his pain. Deep down, Anakin knew why she hid their children from him. He wasn't good; all that remained was the power he had grasped through the darkness, a constant reminder that he was beyond redemption and that the light had abandoned him.

As she stepped closer, Anakin felt a mix of longing and resentment. She spoke of raising their children together, of the life they could have had but all he could think of were the shattered pieces of his past. “You talk of love and hope, but what good are they to me now?” The words left his lips in a lower tone. The memories of their time together ran through his mind, both comforting and agonizing. A part of Anakin wanted to reach out and embrace her to feel that connection again, but the rage coursing through his veins was much stronger. At that moment, he realized that the battle for his soul was over; all that was left was a Sith — Darth Vader.

[bajanbacca]

Padme looked at Anakin, her gaze watching his body movements and taking in his posture. She may not have been a senator anymore, but she had learned to get to know people not just by the way they talked. She had never given up on Anakin, despite everyone thinking it was a waste of time and that he was too far gone. She couldn't blame them for thinking that, but truly, no one knew Anakin like she did. She cared too much for him to give up on him even as he argued with her about it.

"I know you better than anyone, Anakin. I stood by you throughout the Clone Wars. And you still believe I chose Obi-Wan that day, but I didn't choose him. You never gave me a chance to explain myself that night before you chose to choke me. I didn't know Obi-Wan followed me that night; he did come to see me before that at the penthouse, going on about what you did. I didn't want to believe him, and that is why I went to look for you."

Padme shook her head slightly, doing her best to avoid the sorrow she felt deep down. "You never lost me, Anakin. We may not have seen eye to eye, but you never lost me. I will never believe in the dark side, and I can't begin to tell you everything I appreciated you did for me. One thing that I will say, though, is that Palpatine lied to you about me dying because I am still here, and I want you back more than anything else in this world. I love you, Ani, no matter what," she said.

"The twins are your kids, and I want them to know their father, but not when they risk being taken away by Palpatine," she said.

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[chaoscripta]

As a person who feels like they duplicate plots a lot, reblog this if you’re up for the same type of plot used for different muses!

[bajanbacca]

Padme was silent as she had approached the planet. She wasn't even sure if he would be there, and it wasn't until she approached that she knew he was here. She could see another ship nearby when she parked. Even as she sat there for a moment contemplating on how to even act, it had been so long since she seen him and the way things ended she was sure he didn't want to see her.

As she approached she saw him standing there and for a moment she didn't speak. He hated her even though she had not even fully got the explain the situation that night. She was wondering if she would even get to explain her side of the situation instead of him accusing her without getting a say. "Anakin" she said softly as she stepped forward.

"I am not the one who lied to you. If anyone lied to you it was Palpatine. I was in hiding em because she assumed that I betrayed you. I didn't choose Obi-Wan that night. I didn't know he showed up until he made himself known" she said calmly. She only spoke of such because she had to have him know the truth and she couldn't keep it from him any longer. It was clear that Palpatine was feeding him lies as he had been doing for a long time now. But maybe she could convince like she should of done on Mustafar.

[flawedxshatteredxsouls]

Anakin stood still with his dark robe swaying slightly in the breeze as he watched Padmé approach. He hadn’t expected to see her again, not after everything. Her presence stirred memories he had fought to bury and now it unleashed a storm of conflicting emotions — anger, rage and, most painfully, heartache.

The Sith had loved Padmé since he was a boy and still did, but her betrayal had been unforgivable. Anakin had given her everything and offered her a place by his side to rule the galaxy, yet she chose to stand against him. Even now, despite his anger, he ached to hear her out, though he would never admit it.

When she spoke his name, Anakin's jaw clenched. The sound of her voice still had the power to awaken emotions he thought were gone. Her explanation felt like all the other lies and deceptions he had been fed. Palpatine had shown him the truth that led him away from the Jedi. In a way, Palpatine had saved him from corruption and was the only one Anakin could trust. But now, as Padmé claimed innocence, doubt tried to surface. No. He couldn’t allow it. He had been betrayed too many times — by the Jedi, by Obi-Wan and now by her.

"You were with him." Anakin finally spoke, his voice low and filled with bitterness. "You brought him to me. I saw it. You should have been with me, Padmé." He stepped closer as his presence was dark and imposing. "Everything I did, I did for us… for you. And now, you’re telling me it was all a lie? That I’ve been deceived? Why should I believe anything you say now?" His voice trembled with pain, though beneath it, a longing for the truth he was too afraid to face.

[bajanbacca]

Padme was silent as she looked at Anakin, not even sure how he would react. He had changed, and she knew that was true. So many lies had been told to him, and she knew on the outside he was not the same, but deep down, she knew there was still an ounce of goodness in him. She had to be sure that there was something left in him, even if it pained her to show him the truth. Her heart raced as she saw the look on his face as she spoke. She had never wanted to lose him that night but wasn't exactly given a choice. She had asked him to run away with her and he had refused to do so. She had never known that Obi-Wan had snuck onto the ship to follow her. How was she supposed to truly know that until he revealed himself at the ramp of the ship? After that most of the night had been a blur until the twins were born, she had nearly died that night but instead had been weak for days after. She had been forced to rest for days which made her rethink that night over and over.

The female shook her head at his words. "No, I wasn't. I never have lied to you once, in all the time we were together. I did not know he climbed onto my ship that night. I know what you saw but I was just as shocked as you when he revealed himself" she said pleading the truth to him at this point. She didn't move as he stepped closer, his presence had changed so much, and yet their son still reminded her of him all the time, looked similar to him so much which was hard for her some days. "Yes, I am telling you that it was a lie. Palpatine manipulated his way into the Senate and ruined so many lives. I begged you that night to run away with me and raise our kids. As I said before I would never lie to you. I don't have reason to lie to you either Anakin. I love you Anakin, I always did and never stopped loving you even when you turned. I know there is good in you. There has to be good in you still" she said stepping closer to him with no hesitation in her steps. "After everything that happened that night, I still will love you no matter what."

[bajanbacca]

Mary x Francis

Mary had been up a little early as she had gone to have a picnic breakfast with her ladies. The time had gone uneventful as they just spoke and enjoyed the breakfast that had been prepared. It felt nice to know that the threat of Francis dying was over and they could live the life they were supposed to. The actions she had taken prior were only a bed to protect him.

Once breakfast and the picnic were over she had dismissed her ladies for the time being unless she called for them later in the day. She made her way back to the castle and made her way through the halls greeting those that had greeted her. She was headed back to her chambers to see what Francis had planned for the day, she had wondered if maybe he would be interested in a ride or something. @dynastymuses

[bajanbacca]

Padme had spent the past few years raising her children. The past few years had been tough ever since she had lost Anakin to the dark side and the republic had fallen to Palpatine. After the fall of the republic there wasn’t much that could be done when he had played the role and manipulated so many. Even when she had gone to try and save Anakin from him she had failed and even though she failed she wasn’t about t9 give up on him. The determination was still there even after the two years, the hiding of course had teetered her actions of going after Anakin but she couldn’t give up. She had been staying with her parents and with the help of them and her trusted friend Sabe, only select few people knew of her being alive.

The former senator had left the kids with her parents on Naboo and had contacted Anakin in hopes of meeting on another planet, that of which she hoped she could try and turn him back to the light side. She moved to her ship and headed off, she had hoped to be back in a few days mostly cause she didn’t want to be gone for too long from the twins. She trusted the others but she cared for the twins so much and she hoped she would be successful in bringing their father home as well.

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[flawedxshatteredxsouls]

Anakin lifted his chin rigidly as he sensed Padme approach. Her gentle scent, a mixture of flowers and warmth, lingered behind him. Padmé's presence once brought serenity to his mind. He was rough in every way imaginable, but she had always been gentle and kind. There was nothing he wouldn't do for her, yet she still betrayed him. Anakin's eyes pierced into Padmés with a malevolent and heinous expression. He had been led to believe that she and their children were dead by his own hands. The memories of Mustafar were hazy, but what he remembered was anger, hurt and pain — a memory he desperately tried to disperse.

If there was one thing Anakin was certain of, it was that Padmé had deceived him just as the Jedi and Obi-Wan had. But what hurt the most was that everything he had done was for her, yet it didn't matter. Darth Sidious had shown him the truth: the enemy was the Jedi. He had been taught to fear the dark side, but Anakin did not. Instead, they should fear him. Anakin was uncertain who to be angrier at — his master for implying she was dead or Padmé for choosing Obi-Wan over him and hiding their children. Anger and rage fumed through his veins as his piercing gaze remained stagnant.

The sith closed his eyes for a moment in an attempt to calm his nerves, reopening them seconds later. It didn't do much. His long black robe dragged at his feet as he took a fluid step forward, standing tall and stark over her. The bottom brim of his mouth curled into a grimace as a scowl etched across his features. "Padmé." He said, her name stumbling off his lips as if it were new. His eyes looked at her, now no more than a stranger. Anakin often wondered how he had managed to win Padmé years ago, but perhaps he never did — perhaps Obi-Wan was right; all politicians were the same. His voice held no emotion other than animosity. "You lied to me and kept them from me!" Anakin's voice rose, cracking slightly.

[bajanbacca]

Padme was silent as she had approached the planet. She wasn't even sure if he would be there, and it wasn't until she approached that she knew he was here. She could see another ship nearby when she parked. Even as she sat there for a moment contemplating on how to even act, it had been so long since she seen him and the way things ended she was sure he didn't want to see her.

As she approached she saw him standing there and for a moment she didn't speak. He hated her even though she had not even fully got the explain the situation that night. She was wondering if she would even get to explain her side of the situation instead of him accusing her without getting a say. "Anakin" she said softly as she stepped forward.

"I am not the one who lied to you. If anyone lied to you it was Palpatine. I was in hiding em because she assumed that I betrayed you. I didn't choose Obi-Wan that night. I didn't know he showed up until he made himself known" she said calmly. She only spoke of such because she had to have him know the truth and she couldn't keep it from him any longer. It was clear that Palpatine was feeding him lies as he had been doing for a long time now. But maybe she could convince like she should of done on Mustafar.

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It had been a few weeks since Praimfaya struck, turning the air toxic and the earth into an unhabitable wasteland. Luckily, Bellamy and Clarke found shelter in an underground bunker, which was their only escape from the harsh and deadly environment. Every day was a battle for survival. However, the harsh conditions didn't trouble Bellamy the most — it was the silent rage in Clarke's eyes and the unspoken words that stung at him. He knew she was angry and he understood why. Bellamy had given up his chance to flee and survive with the others but instead chose to stay with her.

Bellamy replayed their last conversation on the cliff over and over in his mind. Clarke had begged him to leave her behind and save himself. He had even given her an indication that he understood, but leaving Clarke wasn't an option for him. They had been through too much together. The thought of her facing the end alone was unbearable, especially if she needed him and he couldn't get to her because they would have been miles apart. His survival wasn't worth that. Bellamy had chosen to stay — the only thing he could do.

Clarke's anger had begun to make Bellamy doubt his actions. He had stayed to protect and be with her until the end, even if it meant his death. Bellamy kept hoping she would see his choice for what it was — a testament to their bond. The deep connection he felt to Clarke was something more than he was even ready to admit to himself, an unspoken truth about his feelings for her. Perhaps that was the real reason he wasn't willing to leave. "Clarke. Talk to me. I stayed because I couldn't bear the thought of losing you. We're in this together. The heart and the head, remember?" His tone was unsteady, and the words fell from his lips as they sat in the dim light of the bunker.

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[bajanbacca]

Clarke had been recovering and it seemed the night blood she had taken had actually helped heal some of the burns from the radiation that had seeped through the suit when she was making her way back to the lab. Of course, she was in for a rude awakening when she got back because she was supposed to be the last one left besides those in the bunker, but Bellamy was there. He was supposed to be with the others but she hated herself because now they were both trapped with only so much to go on when everything had gotten wiped out by the radiation. In her mind, she had every right to be mad at him because now who knew if they would be able to survive. She had left to turn on the power because someone had to do it and she couldn't leave it to anyone else in her mind. For weeks Clarke had rarely spoken to Bellamy mostly cause she hated herself for it all. It wasn't supposed to be like this. She had cared for him and she couldn't deny that, she had been willing to risk her life for him to allow him to survive. For the two of them, they had been that over and over since they had landed on the earth. The two of them always put each other and their people ahead of themselves and it was something that she couldn't ever stop doing. Clarke looked up from the ground to Bellamy and took a deep breath, "I know why you stayed. It has always been me and you protecting each other and protecting the others. I'm not mad that you stayed fully, I'm mad that now we have to share the same fate as I would have had to face. The heart and the head" she said looking at him once more.

"I can't lose you either Bellamy. That's why I wanted you to leave with the others when it meant you would live and be able to come back to earth and be with the others" she said regretting treating him the way she had been but also because those feelings she felt were only showing more. @flawedxshatteredxsouls

[bajanbacca]

Padme had spent the past few years raising her children. The past few years had been tough ever since she had lost Anakin to the dark side and the republic had fallen to Palpatine. After the fall of the republic there wasn’t much that could be done when he had played the role and manipulated so many. Even when she had gone to try and save Anakin from him she had failed and even though she failed she wasn’t about t9 give up on him. The determination was still there even after the two years, the hiding of course had teetered her actions of going after Anakin but she couldn’t give up. She had been staying with her parents and with the help of them and her trusted friend Sabe, only select few people knew of her being alive.

The former senator had left the kids with her parents on Naboo and had contacted Anakin in hopes of meeting on another planet, that of which she hoped she could try and turn him back to the light side. She moved to her ship and headed off, she had hoped to be back in a few days mostly cause she didn’t want to be gone for too long from the twins. She trusted the others but she cared for the twins so much and she hoped she would be successful in bringing their father home as well.

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@bajanbacca​ commented on this for a starter {{&&francis&mary}}

francis had been walking around the party, when he noticed the ambassidor from england talking to his wife mary. of course being queen of both france and scotland, mary could not ignore the ambassador but he had a way of making her feel uncomfortable. of course the situation between their two countries is not a secret, but francis would never allow anyone to make mary feel awful. ❝mary, come i believe your uncle has just arrived, let us go say hello❞ the truth was the duke had arrived before this, and they had already greeted him. however he was hoping that it wouldn’t be noticed. once far enough away, francis asked  ❝are you alright? what did he say?❞

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Mary knew avoiding the ambassador was something she could not do especially when he was only there to help. But ever since he had arrived he had found ways to make her not feel comfortable and it was something she had told Francis on a number of occasions. She could only nod as she listened to his words. When she heard her husbands voice she couldn’t help but smile and glad that there was a way out of the conversation. She knew very well that she had spoken to her uncle only moments before speaking to the ambassador. She followed Francis away from the other male and smiled softly, “Thanks” she said. “I’m fine I promise. The same things he always says, I think I got lucky that we had people around us though” she said glancing back over to where the ambassador still stood before turning her attention back to Francis.

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Lorna took a moment to let herself think. The Xmen and the brotherhood were gone and everything else in the world had gone to hell. Between mutants being hunted by sentinel services and even if the littlest things now would get a mutant locked up. She hated what the world had turned to and she wanted it to calm, but she also wasn't afraid like so many were.

"I'd be lost without you. Meeting you made me a better person" she said softly. Marcos was the first person she had ever truly cared about and now she would do anything to protect him. "I wouldn't be able to handle it either. I would be a mess" she said. She was a strong woman but Marcos kept her together despite her not always being easy to handle. "I don't want to think of a life without you," she said.

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He may have been on the road to bettering himself with John's help, but he knew that he was only part of it. She was part of it, too. A large part. She understood what it was like to have a past she might not have always been proud of. They both had cruel blood in their veins, and together...together they helped each other be more than that. She had certainly shown him just how much was possible in a life outside of the Cartel.

He could think more, he supposed, about what he thought he would be like if she'd been taken away, but it didn't feel like the most productive exercise. He could imagine himself falling into recklessness and coldness, but what good would it do when she was right here? No purple alien could take that away anymore. "Then let's not. We're here, and nothing's going to change that. There's enough going on without worrying about what could have happened." He paused. "We're both safe. That's enough."

[bajanbacca]

Lorna understood the past that Marcos had because like him she had something very similar. They had both grown to hate their father for their own reasons. But with their past, they had not let it define them and it had made them who they were now. Ever since she had met Marcos there was something about him that made her different. She had never cared for anyone as much as she did Marcos. When it came to thinking what it would be like with Marcos here she felt as if her life would crumble without it. Sure she would manage but that part of him that she held close was something that can never be replaced. "Nothing will ever change me and you. We have had enough of saving mutants every day. The what-ifs were just that, something that they shouldn't ponder. I love You" she said with a smile.

[bajanbacca]

Lorna x Marcos Au

Lorna x Marcos Au

[bajanbacca]

WIth it being just being her, Marcos, and Dawn it felt strange even if it felt right to her. They had both made the decision together to raise their daughter together and that meant that they couldn’t stay with the remains of the underground. They left them right when they were trying to pick up what was left. 

“Part of me regrets leaving them after everything that happened. After everything I thought I was doing right. And I know we said many times that it wasn’t my fault but I can’t help but feel the slightest of guilty. I should of seen it sooner” she said. She had been thinking of it more times then she wanted and was trying to fight the thought by herself, even with the reassurance she got when she first came back it didn’t help stop the guilty feeling of it all.

The change of topic was a nice change, “Ever since you left the cartel you’ve changed. Besides fighting for was right you fought for the others just as I did. When we ran the underground we didn’t really get a chance to live for ourselves because we had to defend people and do what was right. But we can change that now, for us and our daughter.”

He nodded as she spoke, lips pursing slightly. He supposed he knew what it was like to follow his heart to somewhere, to leave the people around him to do what he thought was right, but when he’d done it it had been leaving the Cartel to join the Underground, so maybe that meant his experience totaled up to just about nothing. So maybe empathy wouldn’t work, but that didn’t mean he couldn’t still take care of her. Besides, he knew the guilt she felt, because he felt it, too.

“I know,” he said softly. “And…maybe I don’t have the experience like you do, but I’ve seen enough people go through things like this to know that…thinking you were doing the right thing and being told it wasn’t your fault…doesn’t always help. But, you know…” here he paused, nudging his shoulder against hers, “I’m gonna be around to tell you as many times as you need.” She had just done what she’d thought was best. It had hurt, but he didn’t want to dwell on it anymore. It was time they lived their lives for themselves.

He knew the Underground had made him better, but as she said, he’d lived for them since he’d joined. Before that, he’d lived for the Cartel. Then only for his safety. “It’s going to change,” he said softly. “It just might take a minute to figure out how.”

[bajanbacca]

Lorna knew it wasn’t her fault even though she still believed part of it was. She had been manipulated by the inner circle and she had believed that what she was doing what was right. Now thinking back on everything she could see where she was manipulated. It wasn’t long after she had to send her daughter away that she had seen the bigger picture. She had wished she had seen it sooner and maybe then there would of been lives saved, but she knew that there was no use pondering on the past as much as she wished could change it. 

Lorna shifted to look over at Marcos, “You have enough experience. I know I can’t change the past as much as I wish I could. But there were things I know did wrong like keeping you away from Dawn. But I plan to make up for that” she said with a small smile. The thought of her daughter was the reason she had continued with what she was doing prior and now her daughter was the reason why she had stepped away as much as she wanted to go out and help her friends recover from the aftermath.

She nudged his shoulder back and nodded. She was always grateful for Marcos especially with how he had forgiven her for what she did. He had every right like the rest of her friends to hate her and not forgive her and she would accept it. 

“It’s bad when I feel good to be here just our family but I also hate the idea that the others are now fighting for mutants and the rest of the underground and we aren’t helping them. Ever since I got out that’s all I did was help people and now it’s different” she said.