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Metal Sharpens Metal. Just Like Men; Charm
Topic Started: Apr 28 2014, 01:10 AM (71 Views)
Colossus
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Organic Metal Form
January 8, 2014
5:45 pm
Danger Room
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"Micah Kinsley!" Piotr said, well, more like bellowed, bursting through the doorway into the danger room where the boy was already standing. Piotr wasn't technically the one to discipline anyone. He never was. Discipline wasn't a task he felt comfortable with because his personal views of how to do such a thing were askew from everyone else's standards. No, he didn't discipline anyone.

But this was Micah. This was another metal mutant, and Piotr had always claimed each metal mutant as his own family. And family dealt with family.

"What in the Hell were you thinking!" He said, not looking at the other man, no, boy. He wasn't a man right now. He'd been one, and one day he'd be one again, but right now, today, Micah was a boy.

"Boy, you messed up. Seriously, I can't believe that you... I can't even look at..." Piotr lost his words, and a truck popped into existence via the hardlight emitters, and Piotr grabbed it and flung it against the far wall, to explode in a fanfare of artificial heat and debris, which pinged off the two metal mutants' skin.

<Do you not understand how much any one of the people here at Xavier's would have done for you if you had just asked?!> Colossus roared, uncaring that his finally words were in his native tongue. Piotr hadn't been so angry in such a long time. It was one thing to use one's powers during a mission. To use one's gifts to protect the world, to protect one's self. But to use them for petty personal gains? And on your friends no less?

The explosion echoed away, dying out into a silence that was louder than the russian's yelling or the destruction of the car, and he stood that way for a moment, letting his anger flow away with the noise.

"So... What is next, Micah?" He said, quietly. There was no yelling, no snark or sarcasm, no derision. Just the question.

"You came back, after you could have easily made complete your escape. You tried to reconcile with him, and he punched you. What is next? I do not even care why you did what you did. You already know it was not right, because you are smart. So you will tell me right now, mutant to mutant, what is next? Are you going to stay downed, or are you going to prove to everyone: to me, to Aaron, and to yourself, that you can be the man I expect you to be?" The mentor program, something Piotr never joined, was something to help the students. Today, Piotr was showing a hard way; a cold way... the metal way to be a kind of mentor, but he was hoping that this right here was going to help, and not hurt.
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