[Action / Voice] House of M Follow-Up

[selfhelp]

[So... he's probably delayed this long enough, even if a part of him would love to delay it indefinitely. Not only is it a month overdue, but now that he's home again and fully recovered from whatever had been affecting his mind, putting it off any further will just make things more difficult. Frightened as he is of the consequences, he won't get anywhere if he keeps hiding. It's time to apologize for the damage his spell caused, and make things right... if he can.

First, Billy seeks out those he knows personally, friends or acquaintances whom he remembers being affected or involved. Whether they're people he hasn't spoken to since the spell was in place, or people who visited him while he was possessed and halfway out of his mind, he'll try to be as thorough as possible. Teddy accompanies him from place to place, bless him, and they can be found walking hand-in-hand through the village and talking quietly, though Billy will be speaking with the people he's looking for on his own. Teddy's there for moral support, nothing more; the rest is his responsibility.

After those visits, presumably the hard part is over, but there's one thing left to do - reach out to those he couldn't find, missed, or simply doesn't know, as well as the general populace who'd probably noticed strange things going on at the time. They deserve to know about... well. To put it bluntly, the menace to society that he can be. Not that he'd give that reason out loud. Certain people would take issue with it.

They'd be wrong, but.

This time, he uses the journal network, his voice tentative, worried, and sick with guilt, and it happens later in the evening:]

...Hey... it's Billy. Um, Kaplan. I'm kind of a witch. You might not know me. Sorry if you do. ...Last month, October 1st, I was sent back from a Malnosso abduction... kind of a mess. I wasn't thinking straight, and... I cast a spell. It... it screwed with a lot of people. Badly. I don't know the full extent of the damage it caused, or how far it went, but- I do know that- people were hurt. And I know I might not be able to make things right again, either.

["Might". His hope for that one is still pretty pathetic; the forgiveness he's already received is something of a miracle to him. The day's meetings are still weighing on him, and there's an ache in his heart that refuses to go away.]

...Still. I- I need to apologize. Whether or not the Malnosso were the cause, it's still my fault. S-so I'm sorry. I'm sorry... I'm so...

[....]

...I'm... not going to use magic anymore. I'm done. I'm no good. At it. I mean. I- sorry. ...This won't happen again. And if you want to yell at me, or get a better explanation of what happened, or... whatever you need, I'll... be here.

Thanks. For hearing me out.

[And... that's that.]

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[selfhelp]

[He manages a smile, reaching up to set his hand over hers, grateful but not particularly sad anymore. The tragedy for him was sharing her alternate's unfortunate future, not that it had happened to him.]

It's okay. I mean- it's not, it's terrible, but... for me. It doesn't really affect me. I don't remember him... I don't remember anything about that time. Either I was too young, or it was a side effect of being taken away. Until recently I didn't even know his name.

[maximoff_girl]

Was... he a good man? [She can't help but ask. And maybe it would be better to think of the positives, more than the negatives. ... Right?] Someone-- you could be proud of?

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[That makes him smile. His family - the extra one he didn't know he had before - is ripe with dark history and villainy and evil-to-good-to-evil turn-arounds, so much that it makes his head spin to think about it. But his parents? There's no denying that... even with how things ended, they earned the right to be called Avengers. And they should be remembered that way.]

...yeah... he definitely was. He was an Avenger- a super hero. He helped save the world.

[maximoff_girl]

[Smiles are good. Especially the genuine kind. She returns the smile, his words making her feel better, even if that wasn't the intent.]

Wow. ... That's-- good. [She gives a little laugh at how understated that is.] Great, even. ...

[She lapses into silence again, with drawing her hand and picking up the crystal. That's some questions down. The answers aren't all happy, but they feel true, and that matters more to her. Truth is important.

Which reminds her of her other big question.]

... Why didn't you tell me-- who you were?

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[...Ah. His smile fades, and he shifts uncomfortably, hands clasping together in his lap. He had been lying for an awfully long time, after all... no wonder she wanted to know.]

I... didn't know how you'd react. If you'd be upset, or if it would freak you out, or... if you'd be too uncomfortable to be around me. I mean, I can't imagine how I'd feel if someone my own age came up to me and told me they were my kid. I guess I was scared that you... wouldn't want me.

[It sounds so dumb, now that he's said it- and now that she's so readily accepted him, not necessarily as her son but at least as family. He'd been worried for nothing.]

[maximoff_girl]

[She shakes her head, lightly, the beginnings of a frown pulling at her brow. She's not angry, just maybe a little upset.]

I'm... I'm still trying to figure it out, honestly. ... Your spell certainly didn't hurt, to show what a-- natural fit it is. But ever since I got here I-- I've wanted my family, and -- I just feel so stupid now. Everything I've said to you that you must already know! ... And-- ... I don't know. I understand what you were afraid of. But-- that was never something you had to be afraid of with me.

[Never, Wanda? What about how angry you were with him during/after Luceti Valley? She puts her fingers to her temples rubbing, as if to erase that thought.] Hnng. Mostly never.

[selfhelp]

...Sorry. [His voice is quiet, a little ashamed, but at the same time, not; even now, he's not sure he made the wrong choice. He doesn't regret that the truth came out, though. It just worked out a lot better than he'd ever imagined.] I guess it just... was easier to keep up the lie, than to risk telling you and losing everything. But I should have trusted you.

[maximoff_girl]

... Sometimes I wonder if I am the only one in our family who doesn't know how to lie. [It is surprisingly perceptive of her to say this. It means, on some level, she recognizes that her father is less than honest. She's not thinking about the deeper implications at this moment, though. ]

... Does Teddy know?

[selfhelp]

[Billy nods.]

Yeah. He was there when I found out, actually.

[maximoff_girl]

So... he's been lying to me, too. ... Kate? As well? Tommy, certainly. ...How many people-- [She pinches the bridge of her nose, shaking her head.] I... just feel so stupid. [It's one thing to actively know you're not that clever. It's quite another to have this new network of people you've been gathering all have some huge secret that any halfway intuitive individual would have figured out long ago.]

... Should I not say anything? Do you not want people to know?

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[Oh geez. Oh hell-]

No, I- ...it's my fault. I asked them... to keep it a secret. I thought we'd all be better off... but not everyone agreed. I know I... shouldn't have done that. But I didn't know what else to do. You're not stupid, who would have expected you to guess this?

[maximoff_girl]

I know, I know... Ughh, it's this-- this stupid place! [Her hex aura lights up as she finally lets herself get a little angry.] None of us should have to deal with this-- Jerking us out of our worlds, it's not fair!

[selfhelp]

[He closes his eyes at the sudden light, shrinking away a little, though he tries to stop himself.]

Please, don't...

[maximoff_girl]

[Wanda looks at him, confused, still angry, still flickering with hex magic.] Don't--? Don't what?

[selfhelp]

...Don't... use magic. If- if you can avoid it. I...

[He can't handle it right now. What once was wonderful and warm is now terrifying and oppressive; he'd been so consumed by magic all last month that he'd nearly drowned in it.]

[maximoff_girl]

[Wanda's head pops back, almost as if she were slapped. Eyes wide, her mouth opens as if to speak but she says nothing.]

"D-don't..." [She repeats him, in shock, before looking at herself. The magic running over her is as clear as the nose on her face, and she looks back at him, almost in desperation.]

I--

[Unable to finish that, not even sure how she would if she wanted to, Wanda silences herself, and closes her eyes, drawing in a deep breath through the nose, trying to center herself, trying to not feel cut by his words.]

[selfhelp]

[Well, he's gone and done it now. Billy ducks his head, shamefaced, but he can't bring himself to take back his words. He feels awful, and he knows he's giving the wrong impression, but... god, he can still feel it, and it burns at him. The temptation, and... the fear.]

I'm sorry. It's not- it's not you. It's me, it's... that spell. What I did. I can't... I can't use my powers anymore. It's too dangerous, it... did too much. I have to stop. But every time I feel it, I...

[I want to...]

...Please. I'm begging you, just... I can't.

[maximoff_girl]

[She is in a tricky spot, because Wanda really can't just "Stop". The magic is always there for her, and when she's emotional, she runs the risk of hexing without meaning to. She could let go, the hex aura would disappear, as would the feeling of active magic no doubt. But letting go... that's when Wanda was at her most dangerous. When she caused the most violent of hexes.

So she is stuck. Trying to get herself under calmed down, but finding the need to be 'calmed down' hurtful, which only served to work her back up again.]

...I'm trying, please...! [She manages to say, through clenched teeth.

How did it come to this? In Billy she had found someone who understood, who was like her. Now, she had gained him as a family, but lost the understanding. Was it her? Did she not understand? She desperately wanted to.

It is not easy, and it does not come quickly, but her hex aura eventually flickers out. Wanda is not... calm exactly. Unable to center herself, she went instead for just "empty." A faux calm. Pushing the feelings away, she has opted for a blankness that cannot last forever, but is good enough-- for now.]

...

[selfhelp]

[Billy shuts his mouth when she responds, waiting silently to see how it goes. If she can't control it, he'll... endure it somehow, because to be fair, people shouldn't have to change their behaviour just because he can't deal with his own issues properly. But if it gets too difficult, he'll have to leave, and he doesn't want to...

She does manage it, though, and he finally slumps, hands clasping together in his lap. He feels even worse now, but he can't exactly take it back.]

I'm sorry... I'm sorry. I shouldn't expect you to... just stop when I'm around... that's not fair. I just...

[maximoff_girl]

[Wanda is doing that long-stare thing, not making eye contact or focusing on anything in the room, really.]

... I don't understand. Why... can't you use your powers any more?

[selfhelp]

...Think back. What I did... what I changed... the people I hurt... how could I even think about doing magic anymore, with that hanging over my head? It's... I'm dangerous.

[maximoff_girl]

Magic is dangerous. That's... just what it is. It's what it always has been. It's what it always will be. [She responds, still with that flat expression. Her speech is somewhat less halting than normal.] You and I use magic. That makes us dangerous. But... I don't think this is anything new.

[selfhelp]

[At least she's not denying it. That helps.]

I don't... want to be dangerous. Not to the people I love. If giving up on magic will stop that, then it's a small price to pay, isn't it?

[maximoff_girl]

[She pauses, eyes moving slightly as she thinks about this.]

But how do you give it up? It's part of who you are.

[selfhelp]

I don’t know, honestly. I’m… still figuring that out. But I just know that I have to try. Out of respect for… the people I’ve hurt, if nothing else.