#dougfromxmen

[legion-transcendent]

@dougfromxmen gets a starter.

   David could have sent someone else. Maybe Megan. Maybe Kurt. Anyone else really. Might be a better option. Someone who was showed to do more when everything came apart. Someone who wasn’t gone, wasn’t in hiding, when his people needed him the most, but there is also that sense of responsibility in him. A sense that he failed Doug, that he failed all of mutant kind. So, there is a bit of guilt in him when David appears before Douglas Ramsey’s door. For a moment his anxiety tells him to back up, to fold existence around himself again and go back to The Commune, but then he gets a mental waft of the gloom coming from the apartment before him.

   Doug needs hope and David is the one here to provide. An odd place to find himself. Bringing hope within despair when so much of his life has been ruled by despair.

   There is a huff and he takes a breath. It’s deep, calming, and completely unnecessary for his survival, but it grounds and that’s what he needs. David pulls himself up to his full height, squares his shoulders, and steps forwards. He knocks on the door. As he does so, David sends a gentle mental nudge in Doug’s direction. Just something small and he hopes comforting.

   < Hey, Doug. It’s David, > are the words that come with the mental nudge. < Can I come in? >

[wxlvxrine]

@dougfromxmen

"What did you just do?”

“Don't need to explain myself to you,” he grumbles, eyeing the blond. It's very clear that he's been in a fight- Though his healing factor has cleaned up a good portion of the evidence, the blood still remains, as does the look in his eyes indicating that he's not in the mood to socialize.

Anyone else would be getting shoved out of the way right about now. But, he doesn't put his hands on Doug. He knows better. “Move. Get the fuck out of my way.”

[masterrofmagnetism]

"Uh, I got... Three bingos...? I think I must have made a mistake."

This should not have made me laugh as hard as it did.

Congratulations Mister Ramsey. You have made my night.

But I think your finger might have slipped. All that trembling.

[manueldelarocha]

[Continued from here]

"Aw, come on- Warlock doesn't mind! Isn't that right, buddy?" He blatantly attempts to control Warlock into corroborating his claims.

[legion-transcendent]

@dougfromxmen asked: "SelffriendDavid! Self has recently come into possession of an quote 'funfact' about living on self's adopted home, planet Earth: the truth about the living creatures known as, 'coral reefs!' Much like self is made up of many singular cells of the techno-organic virus all combining together make self's undivided whole, the structures called coral reefs are actually made up of many small coral polyps building calcium carbonate skeletons that accumulate over time and form the complex structures. Truly, there is such extraordinary life to be found on self's oneonly home, planetEarth. Self does not feel so different with many unique life forms such as the coral reefs and friendDavidHaller around!"

Unprompted

David leans forwards as Warlock goes into this excited explanation about coral, a small smile tugging at his lips. He too enjoys studying the nature of superorganisms. He finds them helpful in understanding his nature and attempting to find equilibrium within his system. An odd thing perhaps, to apply the biology of bees, ants, and yes, coral colonies to his existence but as he comes to understand that he is a World Mind, a sliver of the Gestalt, in of themself, it helps to conceptualise. It stands to reason Warlock, with his techno-organic nature, would find such creatures similarly relatable.

“Aye, coral is a fascinatin’ study o’ the superorganism,” David says, letting out a small chuckle when Warlock refers to him as a unique life form. Well, that’s one way to describe him.

“Here,” he continues, slapping his hands together and weaving reality for a moment to pull a book about the Great Barrier Reef out of the ether. He hands it to Warlock. “Give that a gander and maybe we can visit, eh?”

[manueldelarocha]

"Self believes that selfsoulfriendDoug can never error, so self has no doubt formerselfenemyManuel will change selffriendManuel's ways for the better. SelffriendManuel will most assuredly make selfsoulfriendDoug proud. Excitingexultation!

But self still feels it necessary to remind selffriendManuel, while selfsoulfriendDoug and selffriendManuel both struggle in a fight... Self does not. And self will do whatever self determines self must if selfsoulfriendDoug is in danger.

But self understands selffriendManuel is far too intelligent to allow friendEmpath to become enemyEmpath. Self does not wish to behave in a threatening fashion! Self wishes to joyfully welcome selffriendEmpath to the rest of friendEmpath's life. In self's estimation, having selfsoulfriendDoug in one's life will demonstrably improve it."

This is… alarming. He doesn't really need the reminder that Warlock could take him down in a fight easily. He already knows, and relies heavily on sweet, naive, little Doug keeping his guard dog on a leash. But, Doug isn't here right now. Which can't be anything but bad news.

“I don't know what Doug's been teaching you about Earth culture, but he needs to teach you a little bit more!” It's rude to show up out of nowhere and threaten someone completely unprompted, right? This shit is so deeply fucking weird.

“You need to go back to Doug, okay? Shoo!”

[legion-transcendent]

@dougfromxmen answered [+]

   David flinches as Doug draws closer. For a moment he expects that hand to touch him, to rest on his back and send his senses into panic mode, but Doug pulls back before he can give into that normal instinct to comfort. David hunches further, curling up around his knees that he hugs to his chest. He closes his eyes, breathing as he tries to calm the ache in him. It’s always there, at the edges. The hunger, the loneliness, the pain. He can’t escape it. He knows he can’t but sometimes he wishes he would slip into those times when he feels nothing.

   But sometimes that’s worse than the too much.

   A glance at Doug brings eye contact and David grimaces. He looks away, gaze dropping to his knees. There is so much kindness in Doug’s eyes. Part of David hates him for it.

   “It’s hard for me to believe that,” he murmurs in response to Doug’s wish to be his friend. “People who claim to be on my side, to be my friends, hurt me more often than they help.” There is a deep, shaky breath. “I … Sometimes I wonder why I care so much. I mean, I’ve never gotten anythin’ good from this.” He unwinds a hand, gesturing vaguely at existence itself. “It’d be easier if I didn’t care. If I did just go all insane world destroyer on everyone’s arses. Hell, I can almost justify it to myself. … But no, I’m wired to take the hard route. Wired to want to save our people. … Fuck, it still sounds so fuckin’ stupid.”

[mamidearcst]

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