[Wanda starts out with a hot toddy, because walking the dog is a freezing prospect these days. She hesitates for several moments before answering.]
When I was locked up in the asylum I used to dream that some superhero or another would swoop in, knock down the wall and rescue me. They were the good guys--they had to figure out what my father had done and realize it was wrong. And then they would do something. But...they never did.
I thought it was because Magneto and Xavier hid the truth--which they probably did. But then...[a brief bitter laugh.] then I started meeting other superheroes and having to live around them.
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Date: 2013-01-03 05:08 pm (UTC)When I was locked up in the asylum I used to dream that some superhero or another would swoop in, knock down the wall and rescue me. They were the good guys--they had to figure out what my father had done and realize it was wrong. And then they would do something. But...they never did.
I thought it was because Magneto and Xavier hid the truth--which they probably did. But then...[a brief bitter laugh.] then I started meeting other superheroes and having to live around them.