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"It's been years..I'm not saying I'm not still upset about what happend but..I was the one that was supposed to die that day, not her. She got in the way and it was technicly a accident. I came here fully prepared to kill you if I had to, but I don't want this to end that way. I've never actualy killed someone, and I really don't want to start today. It's not what she would have wanted." he sighed, looking her in the eyes. This was hard for him, he knew that no matter what, his wife wouldn't have wanted him to kill someone. Thats why she didn't like him being a cop in the first place, and why he eventualy left.
Kin and Max's drinking was interrupted when Mai called her for an emergency call at the big cat sanctuary. One of the cats had been injured and Mai was having a hard time tranquilizing the cat. Kin was good with blow darts better than her sister so she was called in. It was a massive siberian tiger and the only one in his enclosure Normally Sergio was an affectionate cat but he was hurt and scared. The cat had apparently gotten his paw stuck in something and in the attempt to get it off started chewing on his leg. Naturally this had done some damage and he was bleeding badly. Kin darted the cat and the workers helped her and her sister get him to the operating table to try to save his paw. There were cats that had been declawed and were in pain as a result, some missing paws and parts of their tails at the sanctuary already they did not want to add one more crippled cat to the list. Mai went into surgery and it took her hours. When she came out she said "I saved his paw. But I want to have him under observation." Mai had the facilities to house him where she could watch him and give him all the care he needed.
(Seriously don't declaw your cat it's removing a diget of their toes and they walk on their toes so it does cause them great pain and discomfort. Clip their claws or give them things they'll like scratching more than your furniture. Also do not get a big cat as a pet unless you can in fact provide proper facilites and care for them. They're nice to look at but that's about it. Wait for the domestic cats that look like big cats except smaller to come out. People are working on that.)
"But someone died. No matter who it was. If you are looking for your own murder, then that's not gonna happen, sunshine." Mystique told him, watching him. "Of course you're upset. I killed your wife after all. I just wanna know.. Why aren't a you gonna kill me? Any other man will be happy to put a bullet through my head, why not you? Why are you different?" Mystique questioned, she didn't know the man, and he didn't know her, well, as far as she knew. "Is it that you're waiting for the perfect moment to kill me? To slaughter me when I least expect it?" She asked, walking towards him. "Or maybe you don't actually care? Did you love you wife? Maybe you were waiting for one of us to kill her." Mystique taunted.
"If I was going to kill you, I would have done it all ready." Arran said as he folds his arms "I just..I don't know. I don't even know why I'm here. I was prepared to just let it go, give up the search but.." he sighed "She would never want me to kill someone. Thats why she didn't like me having my job wiith the police. Even now, I know she wouldn't want me to." he said, reaching back and pulling out his gun, but as he did, he set it down, as if just to show he had no intention of using it
Mystique watched him, her eyes following the gun. "Then what do you want? And explantation?" She asked. She knew to go easy on the guy, but she just didn't understand why he was there. "If you have a picture of me, then you've been looking for me for a reason." Mystique told him, her eyes studying him. "What's your name?" She asked, it would be rude not to. She kept an eye out for Logan, not wanting him to have followed her. Mystique was having doubts that the mutants would be able to rise above humanity. Maybe it was best just to lay low.. She tried to dismiss the thoughts as she looked back to Arran, now knowing if she actually could trust him, but he did just lay down his gun. Mystique couldn't be too careful.
"A-Arran. The names Arran." he said "And like I said, I really don't know why I'm here. Yes, I have been looking for you..for a long time now..but..this whole time I wasn't sure what I would really do when I found you." he said with a small sigh "I obviously considered the..killing you option.." he said, looking down at his gun as he kicked it off to the side slightly "As for other options.." he shrugged. Unsure of what else to say. Maybe he should just leave. It wasn't just him remembering that his wife would never want him to kill someone,,but..in reality, he had never wanted to do so himself. Even after working for several years with the police, he had never been involved in a..fatal shooting. He had shot someone before but not killed them.
Mystique watched him. "Raven." She decided to tell him her real name. He deserved that much. "My name is Raven, and Im running away from an angry mutant."She told him, studying him. "Your wife shouldn't had got in the way." She told him after a moment of silence. "I shot the bullet to miss you. I was young and scared and I had never killed before. I wanted to miss you, to scare you so I could run away." She told him. "But she got in the way." Mystique told him, looking up to him. The sight of his wife dying from her bullet haunted her. "I didn't want to kill anyone." She told him, wiping her eyes which had become watery once again. It was times like these that she wanted Charles.
"I..I didn't know that..well, I guess theres no way I could have known but..still." he sighed. "I spent years waiting for this moment,not knowing what to do if I did find you and..here I am, now knowing..that." he scratches his head "I..I'm sorry, and..thank you for..erm..clearing things up." he wasn't exactly sure what to say on the last part so that was the best he could come up with. He picked up his gun and put it away, then looked back to his car, then at her again "Angry mutant, huh?" he asked, raising a brow as he looked down at his phone, another message from his sister, he ignored it for now and looked back up
Mystique watched him quietly as he spoke again, he seemed so calm and collected. More than she could say for herself. She swallowed hard, sitting down heavily on the bench, wiping away each tear as it fell. She glanced over to Arran, nodding slightly. "Yeah. He's got dark hair, dark eyes, and metal claws that come out of his hands." She sniffed, looking up to him. "He's trying to take me back to the man I grew up with, but I don't want to go. Once again, he's not listening to me." Mystique told him, unsure why she was telling him all of this, but she supposed it was because he had a trusting face. She sniffed softly, wiping her yellow eyes. "I don't suppose you know of Charles Xavier?" She asked, looking up to him once her vision wasn't as cloudy.
"Not personaly, no. But I've heard of him." Arran said, putting his phone back in his pocket. "Metal claws, huh? Sounds like someone I'd probably rather not run into." he laughed, seeming to relax a bit. He was glad that he hadn't needed to use his gun. Hearing Mystique explain what really happend made him feel better. "I guess I should..get back to my apartment soon..you're um..welcome to come with me." he thought over what he just said for a moment "I mean um..if you're hiding from this other..mutant guy, you might want to do it somewhere a bit more..secure to stay. Not just sit out in the open here like this. Thought I'd..offer."
Mystique nodded slightly when she listened, giving a soft smile to when Arean spoke about Logan. She felt a little better. She looked down to the ground, just to look back up when he offered for her to go with him. "Really? You wouldn't mind?" She asked, standing up slightly. Mystique turned back into her human disguise, it may be more accepting. She listened to his reasoning and could only nod along. "That would be great." She nodded, even smiling a little. She finally may have a place where she could live in peace for a while, and for Mystique, that was an amazing thing for her. "Do you have a couch for me to sleep on?" She asked, she didn't want to take anyone's bed, it was quite rude.
Kin and her sister were keeping vigil over Sergio who slept on. They didn't want him tearing open his stitches so he had on one of those funnel collers or as Kin called it 'The cone of shame.' When he woke up he sniffed around before seeing Mai and rubbing against the cage. His cone made a noise. Then he went for the paw but couldn't. He gave Mai a look with all the dignity he could muster that said 'get this thing off of me' Kin started laughing and Mai shook her head. The massive animal turned around in a bit of a huff. A man behind Mai said "How much for that intact male siberian tiger?" Mai said "He belongs to the rescue. His name is Sergio." The tiger took one look at the man and snarled. Then he roared pacing back and forth tail lashing in not anger but rage. The man laughed "So you remember me... I want my tiger back. The government took him away but I am going to take him back." Mai pulled out her shot gun and said "I spent three months patching this magnificent tiger up. I am not about to let the monster who hurt him have him back." The man backed off. Kin growled at him in a foxlike manner. Sergio kept snarling until he was gone. Kin said "Give me the gun sis I'll keep watch. We may wish to neuter him so illegal breeders don't try to steal him." "The sanctuary is expecting some tigresses from zoos to mate with him once he recovers. Siberians are so rare he's considered a valuable sperm donor." "Send him to a zoo and use the swap system then. He's sweet enough for a tiger. The keepers would love him." "The sanctuary makes money off him to keep running." "Oh..."
Kin spent the entire night guarding Sergio. The massive animal seemed glad to have the company if the fact he was leaned up against the chain link fence closest to her was anything to go by. She reached out and rubbed her finger through the fence to pet the massive cat. He moved to rub his face against her hand but she retracted her finger. So he just rubbed the fence. If big cats could purr he would have been purring. Sergio was a very relaxed cat. He also had toys around to play with in the cage and things to see, hear, and smell so he wasn't bored by any means. The sanctuary took good care of it's animals. When morning came Mark who had been informed of the situation took up guard duty. Sergio seemed cool with Mark for some reason. Mark commented "He normally growls at me." Kin stared at him. "That big love bug? I've only seen him growl twice and the first time he was hurt and scared." Mark said "He snarls at Kip... He is a lady's cat. Sergio likes women men not so much." Max showed up and Sergio glared at him. Max said "Don't be like that... I brought you some wild boar for breakfast." Max lugged a huge feral hog over to the gate. Sergio looked interested and waited for the treat to be deposited before sniffing at it and licking the blood before tearing into the carcass with enthusiasm. The cone of shame didn't get in his way. Sergio didn't often get to tear into a real carcass so this was a treat for him and a mess for Mai and Kin to clean up later." Peter watched this and said "Where is the boar for my wolves?" Max said "Get it yourself. I happen to like Sergio even if he glares at me." Peter got growled at and bloody fangs bared. Peter got the message and left.
Arran turned to walk to his car, gesturing for Mystique to follow "No it's uh..you can take my bed if you'd like. I'll take the couch." he said as he walked up to the car and opened the door. A part of him said that he shouldn't be doing this. Accident or not, this was the mutant who killed his wife, she could be lieing for all he knew. But he didn't believe that. He didn't want to believe that. He wanted to trust Mystique, he had hoped it would end peacefully all this time..he just didn't really think it would be that easy.
Mystique followed after she was gestured to. Walking towards him to his car. "I can't do that. It's your bed after all." She told him, watching him quietly. "I could take the couch.. O-.. Or we could.. S-.. Share the bed?" She asked, figuring it would be for two people. "Like we could put pillows down the middle?" She said softly, standing pretty much next to him. "Or not... It was just a suggestion." She shrugged slightly, looking down. She knew at first, she slept in Charles' room when they were children, because she didn't like the feeling of being alone again. Though as she got older, she received her own room, which she liked more than sharing as she had much more privacy.
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