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James tilted his head, eyes steady on Max. "Vic ain't the kinda guy to hide it if he really hated ya..." he said, voice low but certain "If he wanted ya gone, if he was really mad, you'd know. .. But what happened ?"

" The pizza club? Ain't ya too young to have a job?"

James kept looking at Erik, a grin still on his face. "Yeah, amazin’!" He agreed, not even knowing what toβ€”just nodding along. He wanted pats, but damned if he knew how to ask for β€˜em. "Hnm..."

"True." James agreed, ice cream was incredibly delicious "Uhnm!!" He was extremely tempted to eat all the ice cream "Let's have the cookie one.."

"But man also have a bad perfume taste."

"Hnm... I don't know what to say, 'm not good with words, that with Vic..."

"Yes! And I want some."

"Ya've that boooot that makes ya look taller..."

Hunter β€œMarianne” Duchannes β€”Southern Belle with a steel magnolia heart β€” Mother of an army β€” Private Detective β€” #MutantAndProud πŸ€˜πŸΌπŸ’‹πŸŽβ›“οΈβ€πŸ’₯βš–οΈβ£οΈ #Fave and #RT for #RP

"Is this what humans call a butterfly?"

#RP #MVRP #OPENRP { CANNIBAL } < NAME: TATE FROST > < AGE: 34 > < HEIGHT: 6'1 > < GENDER: MALE > "Just stocking up before the snow storm."

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James smiled, visibly happy, he sat on the floor and laid his head next to Erik's leg, looking at him "It's milk, sugar and chocolate..."

"Logan?" His brow twitches, and for a brief second, his fingers dig into the table, he exhales sharply through his nose, forcing himself to relax "Ain't my name!" He leans in just a little, his grin still there, but his eyes are sharper now +

"Ain't a damn kid" Though there’s no real heat behind it, he rubs a hand over his face, finally feeling like himself again. He exhales sharply, glancing at them "What kinda ice cream?" He asks, trying to sound indifferent, but there's a hint of curiosity in his tone.

" . . . Can ya help me get taller?"

James tilted his head to the side and leaned closer to sniff Desire, he sniffed and sniffed, there really was something that reminded him of Rayne. "Oh! Yes, yer scent reminds me of them! Wacho wanna know?"

James narrowed his eyes, scanning the room before heading straight for the kitchen. His hands moved fast, grabbing whatever he neededβ€”no hesitation. "Alright, what d'you like?" he asked, already pulling out some meat and sugar for the cookies.

He heads straight back to the kitchen, to make the best chocolate milk he can, and as soon as it's ready, he heads back to Magneto, holding the cup steady in his hand "Here!" He says, handing it over ": D "

James narrowed his eyes, watching the metal plate wobble in the air before dropping "Hmph!" He grunted, sniffing the air "Least ya ain't lyin " His head tilted slightly, still wary "That why yer askin questions? Tryna figure out what I am? . . . But before ya hit me ya poked me!"

He sniffed Erik again, metal, not just on him, but in him, the scent of iron ran deeper than blood, like a forge that never cooled down, twisted steel, scorched copper, something sharp like a fresh cutβ€”but clean, controlled, not wild, not reckless. +

"..." James stops for a moment, thinking "Hot milk with chocolate?"

James kept his eyes sharp, tilting his head to the side, Victor always told him not to answer that question. "Why d'you wanna know?" he growled again, aware

β€œYeah… I know" he muttered, voice rough but quiet, he didn’t like seeing her like thisβ€”made something deep in him wanna snarl and tear at whatever had made her feel this way, but he knew he couldn't fight this for her. So he just squeezed her a little tighter, rubbing his cheek against her shoulder

James smiled, they were simply the best for James at this moment, he would make them happy somehow later. "Nice, yer the best... Tell me, what's your favorite food?"

James tilted his head to the side and just watched, so he wouldn't attack? Yes. Maybe. "Fine, stop cryin "

"No, metal and adorable"

"No, big brother told me ya need to rest! So sit down and relax! I already have a food idea, gummy bears with bacon!'

James growled and immediately turned around trying to bite

James smiled and started running "Come on, other me, let's see how long it takes for ya to sink!"

"Why not? And why ? Do ya smell woman?"

"Sorry."

James growled and glared at Logan, shaking his head "I don't need a haircut!"

"Oh... Any for me? any for me?"

"Yeah, maybe . . . But" James stopped to think, but in the end he just smiled "I think that's probably it! . . . Also all that's left is for ya to tell me that ya take a shower every day."

@nightingalemutant.bsky.social "Ya smell good!! How how ?"