Theobsidianmagpie - The Obsidian Magpie

“Huh?” She inquired, her head tilted in confusion. It was usually a lot of things. Things she had to endure alone for a long time now. She was good at hiding when she was alone. Today was just a day where she couldn’t hide it even with a person.

So it took her aback, when he openly offered. Nobody really did that for her. Part of her really wanted to answer, and to have a form of comfort. But at the same time, she wasn’t sure about opening up. 

“I’m not..entirely sure. How could you tell?”

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“Yeah,” She agreed sniffling. She missed her Logan dearly. She always will miss him. This helps so much even if he isn’t him, despite having met this Logan just only a couple minutes ago. She needed this. For so long she needed this and now it’s here.

After all this damn time it’s here. She wished it hadn’t taken this long for the most part but she got here.  Now that she gotten here, she needed catch up just as he did. But this was good, a good start to the predicted long road of slowly returning to her family.

Today, stepping into the home she lived in at one point was good enough. She wasn’t too crazy moving back in again, but she did think about maybe getting an apartment here, move from Seattle. That was getting a little too ahead, the little things needed to happen first, before she moved onto the middle, and then the bigger things. Either way she was excited to start. For now, coming back to her home was enough for now.

“Yeah, I guess this is goodbye.”

She’s sitting in her car, both her hands are starting to tremble. A part of her is telling her that she’s not suppose to be here. After what she did, no matter how long it had been, she didn’t deserve to come back. But she was here, having driven all this way here.

Fighting against those thoughts, she pushed herself mentally to get out of the car and started walking down the road, towards the gates. It was weird seeing it here of all places, this school--this place she called home at one point. Even after finding out she wasn’t a mutant, even after what she did, she still called it one of her homes.

She had missed so much, and is in a seperate loop. That was evident when she went to the original location, only to find a blank space, with nobody there. She’s denied herself that, to stay away from that and therefore everyone else. 

She stopped when she saw a silhouette of...him. And she stops, because she knows he died. She saw it on the news, the one person she was close to died, a friend, someone close. The one person she should’ve said to goodbye to and never did. So then why was he here? Was he a ghost? Someone to haunt her? But she walked a little closer and sees he’s different, the hair. If not a ghost then who?

“L--Logan?”

She struggled to say it, his name after all these years, and when she did it came out in a choked whisper as she did. She couldn’t bring herself to say it composed. Not as the emotions well in her heart and throat.

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