“I’ve found that those who announce themselves are rarely the ones worth fearing,” she replied with quiet poise. “As for why I’m here… I sought only a conversation, though I suspect you’ve already decided whether to believe me.”
Selene’s gaze drifted to the glowing cards between Gambit’s fingers before returning to his face, her expression betraying neither concern nor surprise.
to be spotted before his fingers are inches away from brushing against the target’s shoulder … was remy lebeau losing his touch?
no matter. what he certainly wasn’t losing was his powers. cards glowed between gloved fingers as he stepped forward ; ready to make them boom.
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Selene remained where she stood, unshaken by the step forward, her silver eyes meeting Jean Grey’s with quiet confidence.
“I have no interest in proving who among us is stronger,” she said, her voice calm and measured. “I came because there are forces stirring that neither …
Selene met Robbie Reyes’s gaze without hesitation, her expression unreadable beneath the moonlight.
“I did not come seeking a favor,” she answered quietly. “Only the truth—and I have learned that those who carry the heaviest burdens often hide the answers others refuse to see.”
Selene’s silver gaze wandered across the hall once more before settling on General Grievous, her expression as tranquil as ever.
“Victory is fleeting,” she said softly. “Empires rise, conquer, and crumble into dust, while the names of their victors are forgotten …
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* Not hiding his veiled irritation at her bold discernments, doing nothing except shaking his head *
"You're wrong about one thing, this collection is my exclusive property; your presence here is merely a fortuitous 𝕖𝕩𝕔𝕖𝕡𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟...
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Selene’s expression softened ever so slightly, the edge of mystery giving way to quiet understanding.
“I suppose it would be,” she admitted with a gentle inclination of her head. “Then allow me to ease your mind …
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𝙅𝙤𝙣𝙖𝙝 chuckled nervously ⠀ , ⠀ scratching the back of his neck ⠀ , ⠀ feeling a little scared still ⠀ ... ⠀ ‘‘ ⠀ Well honestly sorry but seeing a stranger who knows my name at this hour in the wood is a little scary ⠀ ...⠀ ’’
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Selene regarded Emma Frost with quiet approval, the faintest smile lingering at the corners of her lips.
“On that, we are in agreement,” she replied softly. “Wisdom is not measured by the courage to step forward …
“ i've questioned people's predilection for trying to dissect my mind and my character, ” mentioned emma, lash - framed gaze narrowed by a margin. countenance remained composed.
“ there is a time for daring and a time for caution. +
“You mistake aimlessness for freedom,” she said quietly. “The world has always been cruel, Cletus—but there is a vast difference between witnessing the abyss… and becoming consumed by it.”
Selene listened without interruption, her expression untouched by his fervor, as though she had heard the same philosophy repeated across countless lifetimes.
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≋ Babblin' about command?! Yup, i can see the possibilities but i don't see the fun. Followin' plans, findin' goals... so dull an' predictable. This is a sick ol' world under the surface but scratch it, and ya reveal the real world: all red an' raw an' senseless. ≋
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She looked ahead as the trees swayed gently in the evening breeze.
“I believe you, Jubilee. The forest has a way of recognizing those who respect it… and tonight, it has welcomed you.”
Selene’s lips curved into a warmer smile, a rare softness finding its way into her expression.
“I find it difficult to imagine you as anything but harmless,” she admitted with quiet amusement. “Though I suspect even a chipmunk with fireworks could be surprisingly troublesome.”
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the mention of the chipmunks got a giggle from her. absolutely imagining three famous chipmunks————- her smile widening.
“ yeah ? so does that mean I have nothing to fear as well ? just picture me as a cute and defenseless chipmunk. “
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