meme #004 | slow-dancing ( think outside the boxstep )

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slow dancing ┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈ a meme → COMMENT WITH YOUR CHARACTER'S NAME, FANDOM, AND PREFERENCE. → PICK A CHARACTER YOU WANT TO TAG AND GO FOR IT. → PLAY NICE; NO WANK, FLAMES, OR GENERAL HUMBUGGERY. ┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈ the deal FORMAL OR INFORMAL, WITH MUSIC OR WITHOUT, YOU COULD BE AT A GLAMOUROUS GALA WHILE A SINGER CROONS SOFTLY OR IN THE SILENCE OF YOUR OWN LIVING ROOM. WHEREVER YOU ARE, YOU HAVE THE URGE TO DANCE. DID YOU ASK YOUR PARTNER OR DID THEY ASK YOU? HAVE YOU GOT TWO LEFT FEET OR IS THE VIENNESE WALTZ YOUR JAM? IT COULD BE AWKWARD, IT COULD BE ROMANTIC. EITHER WAY IT'S CUTE AS HELL.

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Erik Lehnsherr | X-Men: First Class

[xdaddy]

that verse with the twins

[thekiller]

[setting: formal, masquerade, costumed, a waltz. mutant gala. took him a while to track the fucker down, but when he did, he has to pretend to be as nice as possible because as far as he's concerned in this masquerade nobody knows that he's charles xavier's cooler twin brother.

there is also the problem that wesley isn't a pussy, which means that he doesn't really have that electric charm that his brother had because he can't be bothered to put up with that kind of false bullshit, so he just smiles as pleasantly as he could, protected behind his mask that was totally not gay or anything even if it has feathers and shit (fuck this ball, man), and takes erik's hand the moment everybody switches partners, because he's that good at weaseling into things he's not wanted in.]

Magneto, [he says in his most charming xavier manner, allowing the man to lead him in the dance. he's not wearing a lot of metal, but he does have a stone knife hidden. somewhere. better safe than sorry.] congratulations on your victory.

[the one that landed my brother in a fucking wheelchair, you dipshit.]

On behalf of the mutant community, we appreciate your efforts in paving a way for a better future for mutantkind everywhere.

[he drops his voice into something almost conspiratorial, and whispers,]

If you ever need mercenaries, I can be quite helpful. Never a dull moment with you, Magneto, and I'm of the opinion that you're not one to pursue a false peace.

[a name - he needs a name - ah.]

The name is Cross, by the way.

[xdaddy]

[ This is not Erik's scene -- he's never liked such showy, unnecessary displays when there's more work they could be doing. Charles' accident had been most regrettable, of course -- one of the very few tragedies that Erik had never meant to happen, not in his wildest dreams, but what's done is done, and all he can do is to move forward, to obtain what they both wanted all along, to prove to Charles that sometimes naive idealism can be a stumbling block, and not a stepping stone for anything.

He's only slightly surprised when someone else steps into his arms in a dance he had been thinking of slipping away from. A familiar height, a vaguely similar build -- and he cannot help but find the mask oddly pretentious. Old money, then -- only those sorts would have the money for something as intricate as this. ]

Mercenaries? [ He gives him a sharp glance, and a pointed, dry tone. ] Why would I want to pay for someone who can turn on me and my cause the moment a higher bid comes along?

[ But he doesn't let him go, leading him into another proper set of steps and taking control effortlessly. Interesting, that a mercenary should come straight for him -- but Erik had always been a believer in the cause -- why should he pay for someone to do the dirty work, someone not completely devoted to his efforts? ]

[thekiller]

A higher bid is certainly something to turn loyalties over, [wesley concedes,] but it is useless when power lies on the one who is to be killed.

You are a visionary and a leader, Magneto. [smoothly, charmingly.] That doesn't mean you have to do everything.