After Cuba, Charles isolates himself from the world, while Erik rages against it with his brotherhood. Eventually their paths will cross again, forcing them to face all they have lost.
There can only be one winner on the chessboard. But maybe the world is not all that black and white…
Let me announce my new project:
Remis is a Charles/Erik centric comic that is set after the events of the film.
I will start updating next week; new pages will be posted here, on my website and on AO3. I’ll update roughly once a week, depending on when I’ll get the next pages done.
I hope you’ll join me for the next couple of weeks.
I’m looking forward to posting this a lot. ♥
Remis – Chapter 1: Adjournment (part 01)
Here we go! First update! ♥
We’ll be moving right into the post-cuba plot next time. ;)
Yes *almost nods* They’re..very concerned.
*groans, mentally reaching for the voice. Charles* … Where are you?Yes, we’re all - well, your parents and myself- here. How are you feeling?
… Heavy. Really heavy. And tired… Charles, did—did they catch Jim and Bobby?*WANTS TO HOLD HIS HAND*I don’t know -I didn’t see- *I was more concerned with you*
That’s who did this, I swear to you. *soft noise, trying to wake*
Erik? Schatz, bitt— *Edie squeezes his hand, desperate*
*Erik’s mind lightens again, relief and worry* My parents?
…*ghost of a smile* …thank you.
*frown, but does so* And why are we going out?…*heavy sigh. Stil holding the whiskey bottle, stands back up* …if..I am pregnant, I want you here. *I want to do this right. I can’t if you aren’t on board*
… I want to be here.
…I’m okay. *softer: he’s rather Erik stay, but…food* ..do you think you can at least fetch my pajamas?*lets him go, sinking into the sheets. For a moment, he forgets shame, comfort sucking away the burn… * …are you sure you’re okay? *wouldhewinceotherwise?* …*face falls:You’ve hurt him, haven’t you? You and your mammoth-sized inconvenience.
I’m fine. *sits on the bed, smoothing his hand along Charles’ calf* It wasn’t you, believe me. *slight smile* I need to finish cooking supper, do you still need my help?
Charles Xavier. Yes.
*he’s been mildly sedated, two nurses picking glass out of his abdomen, but upon hearing Charles, he tries to struggle away* Ch-‘rles?..no. I’d prefer it kept quiet until I’ve the chance.
*she nods again, focused on the glass again* Understandable. Do you have proof of your relationship? Have you been officially bonded?*nose wrinkles: they require that, do they?* yes. Night we met.
You’ll have to prove your mark before they’ll settle his treatment properly, but good.*snuffs* Fine, as long as he’s taken care of.
*nods* Right… I’ve got all I can find. I’ll have the doctor take a look at him, then he’ll be put to bed.…okay. *another glance over* Thank you.
*she nods, standing and going to the door to wave the doctor in*
*the doctor is a tall beta, stern and imposing* You’re Lehnsherr’s mate?
laughing so hard!!