[Yeaaaah there was a little while when it went hella cheap again but it's slowly creeped back up. I didn't live in the time where every state had gas station attendents filling your car, which suggests you're older than me. Heck yeah older RPers club! *fistbump* Also, YOU NEED TO SEE THIS MOVIE. I actually think it's my favorite of the movies now. The characters - phenominal. Setting - top notch. Creatures - incredible. Loved everything about it. /might be trying to think of a journal name for the main character >.>]
"...so do we fight to protect ourselves?"
That came from a young man, maybe late teens, who looked very serious about his statement. None of these children knew about the X-Men that had once been, whose deaths had hurt Charles and Hank so badly as to keep it quiet since everything had gone down. It was a few years before the children would get their chance to learn about it, about the chance there was to actually fight back. Charles didn't want more children hurt. Not again. That didn't mean they didn't need an outlet and would possibly find it without his guidance otherwise.
The young man's statment brought more murmuring, some agreement, some not. From the look Suzanne gave him, she clearly didn't agree. "Fighting doesn't solve anything except make them scared of us."
"So you'd rather lay down and die like this Ventari guy?!" He snapped back.
"They're not going to kill us!"
Which was getting more people involved as they either agreed, disagreed, or were trying to calm the two down. Elsewhere, Charles frowned as he felt the general sensation of the crowd turning towards something less than pleasant.
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"...so do we fight to protect ourselves?"
That came from a young man, maybe late teens, who looked very serious about his statement. None of these children knew about the X-Men that had once been, whose deaths had hurt Charles and Hank so badly as to keep it quiet since everything had gone down. It was a few years before the children would get their chance to learn about it, about the chance there was to actually fight back. Charles didn't want more children hurt. Not again. That didn't mean they didn't need an outlet and would possibly find it without his guidance otherwise.
The young man's statment brought more murmuring, some agreement, some not. From the look Suzanne gave him, she clearly didn't agree. "Fighting doesn't solve anything except make them scared of us."
"So you'd rather lay down and die like this Ventari guy?!" He snapped back.
"They're not going to kill us!"
Which was getting more people involved as they either agreed, disagreed, or were trying to calm the two down. Elsewhere, Charles frowned as he felt the general sensation of the crowd turning towards something less than pleasant.