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[exothermia]

Who: Erik, Kitty, and Kurt
Broadcast: none
Action: the Iskaulit
When: September 3rd

[There was an impulse, however fleeting, to delay this conversation. It came and went like a flicker of lightning. No, Erik knew there was no delaying this, and it would be better for all concerned if it was taken care of immediately. He had felt little trepidation when he sent the messages to Kurt and Kitty last night: I need to speak with you tomorrow. The Iskaulit. The responses had come back with differing times, and maybe that was for the best. It could be easier. (It would not be easier.)

A slight measure of foreboding sets in when Erik arrives in the library, enough to keep him on his feet instead of waiting for them in a chair. He knows what will happen; what needs to happen. Everything that happens after is a mystery that he'll accept as it comes.]

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[exothermia]

[He finally steps back himself. There's nothing else he can say. He doesn't want to soothe her, tell her that it's different now, because that's cheap and self-serving. Everything she's saying is true.

"Everything they've built will fall. And from the ashes of their world we shall build a better one!" It had been the siren song, something he understood. He had failed at everything else he tried to do: save Kennedy, get mutants to their rightful place in the world, lead a revolution. Protect his family. All he had ever been good at was killing people. It had been easy to turn back to that, when someone said he could do it. "Reach down into the earth," he had said, and Erik had done so.

He'd once told Shaw he was Erik's creator as a weapon. En Sabah Nur had been the one to wield him.

Erik doesn't move to stop Kitty from leaving, or try to say anything else. He still has one more attempt at this to go.]