[ There it is. Witch. The pitch-black mass of writhing limbs exhales with a series of pulsing lungs. ]
The Scarlet Witch.
[ A beat between texts. Here and now, without the urgency her presence in front of him, he does feel responsibility for the worlds of weight he's about lay squarely on a young woman's shoulders.
But that young woman is Wanda Maximoff. And as Stephen has learned over his long years of existence, no universe is particularly fair. ]
You're right. I don't mind you knowing. But that's only because if you don't, then you might not be able to avoid the darkest path ahead of you.
[ Like he didn't, even with the warnings of ancients to guide him. A jagged shard through his hundred chests. Another pause. ]
So the question stands. Do you want me to tell you?
( this feels... foreboding, almost. like something she isn't meant to know at all—forbidden knowledge, drawn up to her attention by some person she barely met. a person that, when she thinks about him, makes her stomach churn, the collection of whatever he bears inside himself a nauseating sensation for her.
when he says there is a 'darkest path' ahead of her still, wanda can't help but be morbidly curious. what could be worse than what she has faced so far, after she has lost everything?
her response comes in a lot later, sorting through what she wants and doesn't want. )
tell me about her.
( 'the scarlet witch', that which she isn't, yet, but he's met before in some other alternate world. )
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( the fact that he had immediately clocked her by saying her name, saying that he knew her, of her powers, 'when' she came from. )
what was that that you called me? the witch thing?
( here. we. go. )
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The Scarlet Witch.
[ A beat between texts. Here and now, without the urgency her presence in front of him, he does feel responsibility for the worlds of weight he's about lay squarely on a young woman's shoulders.
But that young woman is Wanda Maximoff. And as Stephen has learned over his long years of existence, no universe is particularly fair. ]
You're right. I don't mind you knowing. But that's only because if you don't, then you might not be able to avoid the darkest path ahead of you.
[ Like he didn't, even with the warnings of ancients to guide him. A jagged shard through his hundred chests. Another pause. ]
So the question stands. Do you want me to tell you?
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when he says there is a 'darkest path' ahead of her still, wanda can't help but be morbidly curious. what could be worse than what she has faced so far, after she has lost everything?
her response comes in a lot later, sorting through what she wants and doesn't want. )
tell me about her.
( 'the scarlet witch', that which she isn't, yet, but he's met before in some other alternate world. )