Erik Lensherr | ( Magneto ) (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
wecanavenge) wrote2012-06-06 10:13 pm
wecanavenge) wrote2012-06-06 10:13 pm
✘ | 005 | VOICE
Four days of freedom, and we're dragged back kicking and screaming, like children gone astray.
[He pauses, and though he sounds calm, there's a lot of anger bubbling beneath that facade.]
I spent a lifetime trapped by the ideals of other men. When I first came to America, they promised more ideals: freedom. Peace. [There's derision in his voice.] America's ideologies are as flawed as Germany's; both professed freedom and prosperity, but only so long as they were in control.
They made the same mistakes, and underestimated their enemies. [His voice is cold, now.] And they paid for it.
But not enough.
[There's a shift, of weight, and the sounds of pages being turned.]
How many wardens will decide that their deals aren't worth it? How many will decide to walk away, knowing that no inmate has that right? [A chair creaks, like he's too angry to sit still.] And when they've all left, where does that leave us? At the mercy of a madman who can limit our very selves, with no hope of escape.
[Something heavy and papery slaps down against a hard surface, and a rattle starts, like the communicator is shaking. When Erik continues, his voice is lighter and so, so mocking.] But I suppose that's too dim a view, isn't it? No, I should be grateful for the opportunity I've been afforded here, hm? Thank you, for taking my abilities from me, Admiral. Thank you for taking my ability to control my mutation. And thank you, for giving me the opportunity to earn back a part of me.
You're too kind.
((OOC: Erik pretty much spent the Gotham Port saying PEACE OUT and flying away with all his nice powers, so between that and Parker leaving he is NOT HAPPY. This is also backdated to late last night, so if anyone feels up for late fourth walling, have at!))
[He pauses, and though he sounds calm, there's a lot of anger bubbling beneath that facade.]
I spent a lifetime trapped by the ideals of other men. When I first came to America, they promised more ideals: freedom. Peace. [There's derision in his voice.] America's ideologies are as flawed as Germany's; both professed freedom and prosperity, but only so long as they were in control.
They made the same mistakes, and underestimated their enemies. [His voice is cold, now.] And they paid for it.
But not enough.
[There's a shift, of weight, and the sounds of pages being turned.]
How many wardens will decide that their deals aren't worth it? How many will decide to walk away, knowing that no inmate has that right? [A chair creaks, like he's too angry to sit still.] And when they've all left, where does that leave us? At the mercy of a madman who can limit our very selves, with no hope of escape.
[Something heavy and papery slaps down against a hard surface, and a rattle starts, like the communicator is shaking. When Erik continues, his voice is lighter and so, so mocking.] But I suppose that's too dim a view, isn't it? No, I should be grateful for the opportunity I've been afforded here, hm? Thank you, for taking my abilities from me, Admiral. Thank you for taking my ability to control my mutation. And thank you, for giving me the opportunity to earn back a part of me.
You're too kind.
((OOC: Erik pretty much spent the Gotham Port saying PEACE OUT and flying away with all his nice powers, so between that and Parker leaving he is NOT HAPPY. This is also backdated to late last night, so if anyone feels up for late fourth walling, have at!))