"WHO AM I?"

so much POWER. it wears a human face. be CAREFUL, he wears a human face !

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intellectbeast:

his brows shot up at the other’s sudden comment. “well if you need anyone to talk to, i’ll gladly lend an ear.” he turned and opened the freezer. “would you care for some ice cream? we have vanilla and chocolate.”

the surprise was clear in david’s eyes at the other’s kindness. he didn’t try to turn around and leave, or laugh at the pure strangeness that was david’s uncontrolled bluntness. “sure. about the ice cream, i mean. chocolate.” his mouth twitched. “and thanks. for the offer.”

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profcharlesxaviers:

“It’s a pleasure to make your acquaintance… David.” He couldn’t help the way his lips curled into a frown around the name. The tension he felt around the man was growing by the second. “It’s not a school. It’s my home.” He quickly scanned the surface of the other’s mind, searching for some sort of sign - some clue - as to why he felt like he recognised him. That fire, he could feel it too, not only in David’s mind but in his own. “You’re a telepath.” He didn’t bother phrasing it like a question. There was no point in courtesy.

Ignoring the way his name rolled off the other’s tongue, David sniffed dryly, triyng ot avoid eye contact. “Oh. Right,” the mutant said simply, having forgotten that the Professor --- was he even a Professor yet?? --- hadn’t yet made his home into a school. Time travel. David’s head twitched to the side uncontrollably, feeling an invader in his mind; but was that what it was, an invader? Or was it another trick his mind played on itself? His gaze snapped to Charles then, his eyes wide with withheld power and fear. “Yes,” he said quickly, taking a slow few steps backwards as he began to worry about the other telepath’s intentions. “Are you... are you in my head?”

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tjwagncr:

“ you mean crowded ? “ tj slid herself until her feet touched the ground.

“ uh, well, yeah --- i guess. more... crowded in here,” he said, pointing towards hid head, watching her slide down. “ but, yeah. more or less. ”

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profcharlesxaviers:

“I might ask you the same question,” the telepath countered. There was something familiar about the man that Charles couldn’t quite pinpoint. The colour of his eyes? The curve of his nose? The shape of his mouth? It didn’t matter. He gestured to mansion as if to say mine. “I’m Charles Xavier.”

David’s brain was on fire, and he couldn’t tell why. Every time his eyes met the other’s, his mind tingled as if lighter fluid was erupting in flames. Who was he? “I’m David Haller,” he said, caution easily detectable in his body language. He knew the name would mean nothing, but he didn’t have an X-Man name like Iceman or Pheonix --- and most likely never would. “Xavier?” David’s brows rose, though he was only a little sure as to why. “You mean --- like the school? I mean, you --- y’know... the school ---” His eyes shut tightly, and the attempts to stop the fire in his brain nearly stopped working. Finally, he was able to get the words out, albeit slowly: “You own the school?”

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meddlingloki:

“Wait, what’re your abilities?” Loki asked before taking a long sip of his drink. “I don’t know what counts as fun here, everyone is so…different.”

“I... don’t know. No one’s ever really given me a list.” He paused, and then decided to answer to the best of his ability, for fear of sounding insane. “Uh, well, telekinesis, and telepathy... It’s kinda complicated, but I’ve... changed reality, too. In small bits, not anything major.” Quickly stopping himself from rambling, he shrugged. “Yeah, I get it. There’s a lot going on.”

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bravexmartha:

“What kind of crazy parties?” Martha questioned leaning against the fall wall nursing her own little glass of punch.

“Oh, y’know, the usual teenage ragers --- booze, drugs, et cetera...” David sniffed dryly, eyeing the woman with a side-glance. “I’m David, by the way. I’m... not like that, anymore. Parties and stuff, I mean. I’m different now.”

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noircanarii:

“i think that is just called a kickback but trust me i know how you feel.” sitting down next to the other man the blonde made herself comfortable while watching over the people dancing. “you don’t get to be a singer and not find yourself at some crazy shit.”

“I think I’m okay with kickbacks, nowadays.” David’s mouth twitched just a little as the woman sat next to him, and he tilted his head and cocked a brow at her next words. “You’re a singer?”

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ascintillatingwit:

Emma looked over at him and looked him up and down before looking away before she spoke. “Yes, well, let them have their moment. They will come to regret it with terrible hangovers or unwanted pregnancies. The usual teenage drama affairs.” Emma replied flippantly. “Well, I think you still are. There is a lot of crazy in this mansion as we speak. Perhaps you shall feel sane among them.”

David let out a laugh at her honesty, and nodded along with her words. “Oh my god, can you imagine? Someone having a baby in the past? How confusing would that be.” His smile didn’t falter, and he looked at her with wide, smiling eyes. “Yeah?” He said quietly, then shrugged a little. “You’re probably right. If that’s the case, what’s a seemingly sane person like you doing here?”

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sp0ileralcrt:

“oh yeah? so what did you guys do at these ragers of yours?” steph asked the man curiously. after the wild night she was already having the blonde was up to do anything that would get her out of her own head.

david let out a laugh, and shrugged his shoulders. “to be honest with you, i don’t really know. all i know is that when i woke up after them, i pieced together some pretty great memories. booze, drugs, all that stuff... it was fun. can’t really do that anymore, though.”

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meddlingloki:

“How would you suggest livening it up then, kid?”

“Well, back then, I’d’ve said something like booze or drugs, but now... well, they don’t really mix with my... abilities. So I really don’t know. What about you? You have any ideas?”

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‘ listen, i like a party as much as the next mutant --- but this isn’t a party. it’s more like a... SMALL GATHERING of people in a house. ’ david paused to sip his punch, and then sighed. ‘ before i was in the loony bin, i used to throw some pretty crazy parties. ’

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quickslvr:

‘ then perhaps you should not wield it now, yes? if you are going to endanger yourself, perhaps you should put it down, blondie. ’

‘ it’s fine, really. i’m fine, ’ david said, letting out a rare chuckle. ‘ hey! don’t call me that. it’s not fair --- what am i supposed to call you? whitey? ’

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profcharlesxaviers:

“In that case, I suppose you’re lucky I’m here to supervise,” Charles stated with a frown. “Though in the future I’d suggest not using that particular topic to begin a conversation. People might get the wrong idea.”

“Yeah. Lucky,” David mused, his voice barely above a whisper. He felt a lot of things --- but lucky wasn’t one of them. His brows raised then, and he took a breath. “Well, if they did get... that idea, then... I dunno. Maybe they’d be right.” He paused again, tilting his head a little to the side. “Who are you, exactly?”

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magnctowasright:

    “that is certainly one way to start a conversation. i can’t say i have much experiences with psychiatrists and their opinions, but i’m sure if anything occurs i can easily take that knife away.” 

          “oh, sorry... and i guess you could say i don’t have much experience with... conversations.” david paused, eyeing the knife and then looking back to the man in front of him. he was familiar, but he couldn’t place who he was. “bet you couldn’t.”

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blckkat:

“OH darling, that’s kind of a reasonable restriction, but your psychiatrists aren’t here, and I’m not going to tell anybody you’ve been buttering bread, so go wild. slice whatever you want.”

“WOW. i didn’t expect that. uh, thanks. see, i’m just trying to impress my girlfriend, and buying a meal doesn’t really say... i love you, you know ??”

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sillk:

C I N D Y blinked a few hundred times, unsure if she’d heard right.  ❝ so, here’s what i’m thinking, and don’t take this the wrong way or anything, but — ❞ stepping his way with a begging expression and a small smile, she continued. ❝ if you give me that, i’d be happy to help you make something. ❞

D A V I D wasn’t all too sure the woman in front of him was wrong to ask for the knife, but his grip tightened on it nonetheless. “ nah, i’m good. thanks, though. ” his tone was calm, but its undertones held something more. “ i’m not a piece of glass hanging on a thread. i can take care of myself. ”