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[Mary looks... well, alive, which is a bonus, but also frazzled and exhausted, with pale skin, dark circles under her eyes, lips chapped, hair falling out of her ponytail.

But more than that, she looks haunted.]

I'm back. I'm alive. [Her lips press together in a thin line. She bows her head and talks to her knees.] No thanks to those monsters.

I don't know if anyone else made it out... there were no- [sniffing hard to avoid tearing up.] -shelters. Nothing Darkness proofed. [Head still bowed tightly.] I don't know if any of those people I fought with made it out alive, but if they didn't, I'm going to tell you all right now.

[She finally looks up, eyes welling now with tears she refuses to cry.]

They hunted us. They bound us, put collars on us, they put us in cages. They chased us and hunted us down like we were fucking dogs and we couldn't-

[she claps a hand over her mouth, breathing hard to rein in her emotions. When she opens her eyes again, there's something chilling and deadened in her eyes.]

When I died at home- the first time, before I came here... it was a demon. A demon pinned me to the ceiling and burned me alive in my baby's nursery, and I didn't feel as violated as I did those two days. In that cage. [She shakes her head intently, looking away.] Those monsters kidnapped children. They wanted to see every one of us die like dumb fucking animals.

I wonder what would happen if I prayed for them. [There's a weird look in her eyes. Something you wouldn't leave your children alone with.] It's the Christian thing to do.

Would I get their souls into Heaven, or their heads on a plate?

[With a last ugly look at the NV, she turns the ~~public~~ feed off.]

[Private to Jinx]

I found a plus one.

[Private to the angels]

Did you hear my prayer? [The one she whispered as she lay dying.] Please, tell me none of you- tell me you didn't go there. Please.

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[Michael looks...well, absolutely fine except for the concern etched into his face that's currently covering his anger.]

Most likely the second option though I wouldn't be so generous as to give them a quick death that ended with the possibility of their head on a plate. As for your prayer - yes we heard it. I did as you asked.

Medium or well done?

I'm gonna take that as a "no."

[She asked you guys a question. And is none too stable right now.]

However you like your heads, I guess.

Good.

[If she looks like she's about to cry, it's because she kind of is.]

I thought about you- about- any of you, in there, in that place.

Michael, they had collars. They killed our powers. If you had tried to find me-

I heard part of it.

[She seems rather flippant about it. It wasn't directed specifically at her so she hadn't tuned in.]

Don't tempt me.

Why only part of it? It should've been all of it. You could've gotten killed.

[Does an angel need to return the favor of holding someone when they cry? Because he will.]

I know of their ability to take our powers, Mary. If we had come they would have had more people - if I had come and been captured then they wouldn't have lived to see another hour.

[Because Lucifer would have destroyed the entire island, he's sure of that.]

[There's a flicker of a video feed coming on and off several times. It's all static, snow, and crackling - like an old TV station that's gone out do to storm damage.

Finally though, it does come on. Magneto, in a world, looks pissed. His jaw is set so hard his jaw muscles are knots, his lips are pulled thin and bloodless, skin around his eyes tight. And his eyes, his eyes are white, glowing and pulsing. Around him the air is strange like he's sitting in bright blue haze, colours aren't right, and there are flickers like lightning below, off camera. His voice is very low - hard to hear over the crackling which can't be anything else but thunder - monotone, accentless, each sound perfectly and carefully articulated. There's almost a palpable seething painful cold spreading from the NV.]

We had been told these 'Newcomer Hunts' had been ended. That no "people" would be hunted. I did not believe them then. I am sorry to have been right.

[He takes a breath, and the white glow fades but is still present, the air clears a little, the flickers and crackles fade. Some warmth, concern crawls into his tone.]

I assumed your illness earlier was Pull sickness - are you injured?

[But it only for a minute as his tone flattens and cools again, his jaw ticking and a flicker of what looks like lightning - only doesn't crackle - shoots out of his mouth. The feed goes to static for a split second.]

What did they look like?

Edited 2012-07-04 10:10 (UTC)

It wasn't just Voiding, it was... torture.

The um... the monster who killed me. He could control you like a puppet.

They didn't just wanna kill us. They were trying to beat us.

[Softly.]

I couldn't let that happen to you.

You mean this happened before?

[The air clouds again for a moment, his eyes returning to that pulsing white.]

Twice that I know of. One about the same time I was first brought here. Once some months before. Claudio - one of Jinx's boys, one of mine - was the subject of them, along with others. Jubilee was shot rescuing him the second time.

['Mine' is the only word with any tone. Possessive, protective, and beyond murderously angry.]

Who are 'they'?

[She lets that wash over her for a quiet moment.]

They had Kurt. [Quietly.] He started the "out of the darkness" movement. He's just a child.

Not one of mine, but- [But yes he is, it's all over her face. He's a kid. He was in danger. She would have killed for any one of them.]

I don't know. He didn't introduce himself.

And the other girl who told us of your death. Probably the others who have gone missing recently.

I know he did. He's a child who made himself a target. A child without an adult to protect him.

[He looks away for a moment, eyes closing. When he glances back, his eyes are more normal, the scleras too white, the irises glowing blue, but he glances back without turning his head.]

I annihilated the hunting grounds back home. People here would stop me. I do not know why.

I'm well-aware of what these people will do, Mary. They will even go so far as to try to clone an archangel for the power and pleasure. It's why I burned down every last inch of the building.

[The first person outside of his family who didn't ask for details that he's telling this too.]

Mary I know you were trying to protect us but I'm capable of things you aren't aware of. [If the area isn't Voided then Michael could kill the man before he even blinked an eye in the angel's direction.]

[He's taking a cigarette break, just checking his NV in a quiet spot some distance from the noise of the party. His cigarette falls into the sand when he sees her message, though.]

Thank god...

Edited (oh yeah I pay attention to timestamps and stuff sure) 2012-07-04 10:58 (UTC)

Mary... I ...

[I'm sorry I didn't get there. I'm sorry that I couldn't help. I'm sorry that I was a coyote and busy at the time. I'm... sorry.]

You got company?

[The company you want, anyway. If you need some, she's here.]

[Hey, you were angy that there was someone as young as Kurt there, Mary? Have a twelve-year-old.]

We didn't meet then, but I'm really glad you're . . . alive again, Miss. [He'd been about to say "okay", but she doesn't really look like she's okay.]

Anyway, I think all the rest of us made it out.

Some others lived. So far, no one knows who put them in there. Do you?

You don't know them. It wasn't a company. It was some group of psychopaths with a fetish, okay? Don't tell me that you know when I know you haven't gone looking.

[Someone's e d g y. She'll ask about that clone thing and the burning later when her brain comes back.]

But what if they were too? What if trying to get in set off those collars they put on us and killed us?

[Oh wow hawkward, is she glad she sent John away for this.]

Hi.

[Taking a shaky breath in.]

[s t a r i n g.]

You were there too?

[She's going to burn them to the ground.]

Oh, I'm so sorry.

[All Mary remembers is hearing something from Amy about a wolf or something. It was vague, it was rushed, Mary was busy, so not a whole lot registers with Mary.]

What is it?

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