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    15 Apr 2018

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    “So you were his best friend, huh?” The new king asked.

    W’Kabi had been a protector for a long time, so he knew how to assess a threat. Everything about Killmonger screamed predator: his cat-like swagger, the taunting smirk of his mouth, the way his eyes followed W’Kabi like he was something to eat.

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    11 Apr 2018

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    “No, hold up, hold up,” says N’Jadaka with a disbelieving laugh, “I ain’t got my answer yet. Are you actually sitting on the throne with cat ears and a tail right now?”

    With great dignity, T’Challa says, “They are panther ears.”

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    10 Apr 2018

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    T’Challa spreads his hands, his eyes still gleaming. A predator, draped in sheepskin, innocence quivering from his every pore. “Can a king not pay a visit to his friend?”

    M’Baku chokes on a bark of laughter, startled violently from his throat by the sheer audacity of it all. He coughs and pounds at his chest with his fist, the blow muffled by his armor. T’Challa watches him patiently, a pensive line between his brows, and M’Baku finally leans back, his shoulders still quivering with mirth. “You are outrageous,” he says. “We are anything but friends.”

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    07 Apr 2018

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    They don’t kill each other at the end. Erik was better with his hands, T’Challa better with his claws. That was the problem. They brawled in the dark until the war above them resolved itself, and then what were they meant to do? Erik had started it, the ceasefire. He hadn’t meant to. He’d laughed, because all the bitterness and hatred and frustration in him had boiled to a point where there was nothing left to do but laugh.

    “Now what?” Erik asked, days after and not for the first time. They were miles from Wakanda, walking.

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    04 Apr 2018

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