January Alt Event [OPENish]

[blesstherains]

WHO: Any characters not specifically being used for the Hellfire Club Event
WHAT: Volunteering to help disadvantaged and underprivileged mutants in the cold harsh winter.
WHERE: District X (located in Alphabet City, Manhattan)
WHEN: Middle of the week
WARNING(S): With the FoH possibly jumping in, this could get rough.



At the very least, the snowfall wasn't blizzard strength today. But it was making the work of unloading the trucks at the community center difficult. But the kitchen was cooking, the fires were going, and up and down the block, families lined up to get blankets, to get food, and get some hope from a group many of them considered to be heroes for entirely different reasons than most did...

The X-Men.

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[theveilisin]

[There is so much Luvander is so very bad at saying, too, despite his constant prattling and his penchant for melodrama. Words of honest thanks, for instance, and appreciation for the way Natsuno is obviously looking out for him. Maybe it's just as well, since it would probably just make them both feel awkward and embarrassed, but he still felt like he owed him as much.]

There's nothing wrong with being a little bit damaged. [He says the words mildly enough, but they really do mean something, for both of them. Luvander is hardly a psychologist, and Natsuno doesn't do the whole sharing thing, but it's not like Luvander can't tell that Natsuno is not like the average careless teenager either. He doesn't talk about his past, and he has a far harsher outlook on life than people in general. Luvander has seen that sort of thing before.]

There are some things... well, they should damage you a bit, or there's probably something far worse wrong with you. [He scratches at his throat, smiling faintly.] Anyway, it's good for reminding you that you're still alive, right?

[deceases]

[ He lets out a breath that would almost sound like a laugh if it wasn't for the fact that the one making the sound is Natsuno. ]

Don't even talk to me about alive.

[ It's not said bitterly, despite it being a sentiment that's very closesly linked to where he comes from and what he's dealt with in his life.. but, you know, it's Natsuno. He's just never going to be open about any of this shit ever, it's how it works.

Glancing back over to the other guy, his shoulders relax a little bit again. ]

Ready to get moving yet or not? Being permanently damaged is not enough of an excuse to keep sitting there, or at least I'm pretty sure it's what the teachers would say.

[theveilisin]

[Luvander huffs out half a laugh in turn, and somehow it feels like they've managed to accomplish something important, as tenuous and strange as it still is. They know where they stand, at least a little bit, and considering how faint the protests had really been - for Natsuno - Luvander can't help but feel like maybe he doesn't mind them being friends. He just... prefers not to put definitive words on it.

He grins at him, letting out a theatrical little sigh.]

Just because you've got a healing factor people think you never need even a moment's rest. It's my curse, I suppose. [But he really does feel a lot less nauseous, and his nose seems to have stopped bleeding, and that's good enough for him.] Very well, my charming slave driver. For you, and only for you, I shall make the herculean effort of getting up again.

[deceases]

I'm so flattered.

[ FLATLY... extremely flatly. Because he's learned by now that the only way to deal with Luvander is to not protest the way he puts things or he'll only get more embarrassing. It's easier to just deflect them flatly, like he's some sort of brick wall the other's words can't move through.

And his actions speak louder than his words, in any case. After the blonde is done talking, Natsuno moves, practically hoisting the other guy up by his sides. It's not hard to do it when you have his kind of strength, okay. ]

And that doesn't mean "run off to immediately heal three more people". For the record.