driftfleet | (no subject)

Oh. That's cute.

[ Considering, she nods her head. ]

Well, we can do that, why not. Is there any metal he has that you'd want to use?

I'm hoping the next planet would offer some variety. I could ask Tempest or Hermione to help me smelt it.

But I could use your help trying to find some.

I met Tempest. She was... Interesting.

[ She has no idea who Hermione is, though, and there's no point asking - she'll probably find out eventually. ]

I know he kept some from the poison moon... I think we've got some things lying around in the lab, too. What sort of colour? Gold - bronze?

[ Dry. ] That sums her up quite well.

No, gold is too ostentatious. Bronze or something more silver would be nicer.

[ Raven hums, agreeing. ]

I can't see him wearing anything too flashy or dramatic. Something quiet, maybe, not noticeable - not because he's ashamed but because he wants it to be private.

[ Tilting her head, she considers. ]

I think bronze would be perfect.

[ He considers this before nodding. ]

I think so too.

Then we just need to find you some bronze, and a box to put it in. Not a ring box, otherwise he'll think you're proposing.

[ But Raven pauses, considering. Charles had come to her, asking for advice about Erik and a present for Erik and she just feels... Happy. It makes a change from the nagging irritation and upset she'd felt a handful of months before. ]

I doubt he'd ever think that.

[ It brings him back to reality. Charles knows that Erik wants a family. And while Charles and Raven are that, it's not nearly enough. ]

That's not the point. [ Even though it absolutely definitely is. Still, Raven leans forward, her smile soft and fond. ] It's sweet. I think he's going to love it.

. . . I think so too.

Aww. [ Leaning forward, she reaches up to cup his cheeks. ] I feel a swell of sisterly pride.

[ His lips curve, a little abashed. ]

I can manage gift-giving. For the most part.

I know, I remember.

[ Leaning forward, she kisses his head gently. ]

It's a wonderful idea. I'll check the lab to see if there's any bronze for you, okay?

[ His eyes flutter. ]

Thank you, Raven.

Any time.

[ Leaning back, though, she gives him a sly little grin. ]

And in return...

I suddenly felt a chill going down my spine.

It's nothing bad!

[ Honestly. ]

You just have to help me convince Erik to take a photo with us.

[ He blinks before nodding. ]

No promises, but I should be able to.

Then that's all I have to ask.

[ Lifting her hand, Raven points to the photo frame on the shelf above the bed, where there's two spots missing. ]

One for me, you, Hank and Erik and one for me and you.

It sounds like you have it all planned out.

Are you saying you don't want to be in my photo frame, Charles Xavier?

I would never imply such a thing. I know what's good for me.

That's better. [ Raven's smile hasn't wavered at all, but it softens now, her expression gentle. ] We need to get you some for your locket, too.

I can probably make a copy of the ones you'll take. That should be fine.

Even if I pull a really, really stupid face?