it’s strange how he looks so different and yet, somehow, exactly the same. like the years have touched him somewhere she can’t reach with a cheap beer and the soft chatter of the potential graduates filling up the pub. raven should walk away, and pretend that she didn’t see him. contact means someone other than the brotherhood knowing she’s back in new york. a step closer to connecting the dots between raven darkholme and mystique. it’s sentimentality that brings her stepping forward, even as her barely healed wounds throb in protest at the foolishness. “ ------ bruce wayne, in new york? i can’t believe someone managed to drag you away from your books.”
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