dear_mun | shaking the dust off of him

Team? [Hey Scott, enjoy the short teenager giving you one of the wariest looks ever. The way you say 'team' doesn't make her think of sports]

Are you a mutant? [Lucky guess, huh? But she seems to realize she's being rude and shakes her head] Sorry.

[He shakes his head to reassure her there's nothing to be sorry about.]

No, it's alright. There's no point denying it.

[As an X-Man, he needs to be an ambassador of goodwill between mutants and humans. He extends his hand to her.] My name's Scott. What's yours?

There is if you can hide it. [Sorry, no plain old humans here. She gives him a faint smile and takes his hand to shake it]

Wren. Like the bird. 'Cept I don't fly.

[After releasing her hand, he gives her a quick, friendly smile.]

It's nice to meet you, Wren. {Noticing that she doesn't seem to worried about him being one, he has to ask:] You're... not a mutant too, are you?

[Surprisingly, the smile gets brighter when he asks that. Wren tugs a battered box of colored chalk out of her pocket] Yeah. I can make anything I draw real. Well, okay, not anything. Not liquid. But food and animals and I sorta...

[She trails off and gives an embarrassed shrug] There was Godzilla not too long ago. He broke a few walls.

[He raises an eyebrow, a little surprised.]

That's quite a power. It sounds pretty useful. My power's... well, let's just say you don't want to see me without my glasses.

It is when I'm hungry or lonely. [She's the latter more than she likes. Wren tilts her head a bit, studying the glasses. She's never seen any like that, come to think of it]

What happens?

I see. [He goes quiet for a moment, sympathetic. He's seen his fair share of loneliness before.]

...Well, when I take my glasses off, I can't control my powers. They're called optic blasts, and... if I'm not careful, they could hurt someone.

[At least she's beginning to make friends where the mun put her, so it could be worse]

You can't? [Wren winces a little. It must be terrible, not being able to control something like that] Only time I lose control of mine is if I'm really upset, and it has to be something I've drawn myself, so...

[Another shrug, and then] Do you have to sleep with them on too? Wait, that's probably silly to ask. [She's also curious about his team, but considering that's what made her give him weird looks in the first place, she almost doesn't want to bring it up. So!]

Think you'll learn how to control it someday?

[He looks down, folding his arms in his lap and letting them hang.]

...I don't know if I'll ever be able to control it. I have to wear my glasses or keep my eyes closed, which means that when I wake up, the first thing I have to do is put on my glasses. I can't even open my eyes, or I'll blow a hole right in the ceiling.

Oh... [You're making her want to give you a hug, and she's only just met you. Instead she crosses her own arms, tightening her grip on her chalk] I bet you'll manage someday. Something as powerful as that, it probably takes a while. Don't give up, okay?

[Wren flashes him a smile] Besides, you've got friends to support you, right? Your team?

[Hm. Interesting shades you got there. Hope you don't mind a telepath watching you curiously before any introductions could be made.]

[Hello, Professor. Imagine your school. Now imagine it as a haven for mutants disguised as a private academy partnered with a public high school. Scott's an open book, especially since he doesn't know he's dealing with a telepath.]

Uh, can I help you?

[Hmmm.]

Yes, actually...I was wondering, [he glances to the house, thinking he should stay incognito...perhaps play the part of a new mutant] if you could tell me where I am? I'm...looking for the Xavier mansion.

[Hmm. He looks a bit old to be a student. And he's not sure if he should be leading anyone to the Institute without the Professor's go-ahead... but it hardly matters here.]

I can't really help you there. I'm not really sure where this place is or how it works. Otherwise, I'd be able to help you get to the Institute.

Oh, I see. [Charles nods thoughtfully.] That's too bad, I was hoping to see it. I'd heard good things about the school there. [Or Charles is hoping good things were being said about it. He's hoping to get this young man talking about it to see how its doing in the future.]

Well, I don't know what you've heard, but the Xavier Institute is a great place. Professor Xavier really cares about his students. [And then, with a healthy but well-intentioned bit of suspicion:] Why exactly do you need to see the Professor?

[Charles smiles, it was good that Scott was questioning his intentions. The students needed protecting as much as they needed an education.]

He and I share common interests....in mutants. [Implying that he knew the school was not what it appeared to be.]

[And that just gives him another angle on the suspicion thing. There are plenty of people whose interest in mutants is less than honorable.

But if he knows the Institute is for mutants... well, he's not exactly sure what that means, but it's definitely not public knowledge.]

And what about you? Are you a mutant?

[Charles plays the part, looking around a bit nervously and to his shoes before looking up at Scott.]

I believe so.

[His eyebrows raise in surprise for a moment. Most people discover their mutations sooner than that, but... what if his is really subtle?]

Well, if anyone can help you, it's Professor Xavier. He's helped a lot of us so far.

[A secret smile plays on his lips at that reply.]

Good to hear that. I take it he helped you as well?

But doing rash things is fun!

Well, yeah, sometimes. But if my mun and I just rush into something without looking and it doesn't work out, then it probably won't be a lot of fun for either of us.

[Oh, wonderful. Another Scott. Not especially young and not especially... evilish? Hm, Lockheed can work with that.] Scott? Don't 'now if yeh 'now me.

[And now he's seen everything.]

I... no, I don't. How do you know my name?

[As things go, one foot tall purple dragons are pretty much everything.]

Ah 'ell. Me Lockheed, kinda 'now 'nother 'ou. 'ell a lotta other 'ou's, 'ctually. Is 'here a Kitty where yeh come from? [Lockheed hopes so, in any dimension Kitty is always a good person to have about.]

Kitty? Yeah, she's one of my best friends. She never said anything about a dragon before, though.

[He's pretty sure he'd remember that.]

[Sad face from Lockheed, a world where Kitty doesn't know him? Awwww. She's probably just as awesome though.] 'ell she won't be my Kitty. In Heed's world she an' me met in outta space.

Lockheed, is it...? I'm sorry she's not your Kitty. But she's still a wonderful person. And she's always the life of the party. [Right there along with Kurt, even.] I think you'd really like her.

Yep! An' 'hat 'ounds like her! [When his Kitty was younger she was always the one who wanted to have fun, even when hard at work studying. Lockheed wonders if the Kitty this Scott knows also has a crush on Pitor or Bobby.] 'ould love to see her. My Kitty's all 'rown up now, teachin' the next lot. An' you.... [He trails off, explaining how his Scott Summers turned into Dark Phoenix and killed the Prof would be awkward. Not to mention how there's a younger teen version of him running about now as well.]

[No they can't they're falling apart and hurting despite briefly having a Scott around recently. But Kurt won't admit to that.]

Maybe you're right. I was able to have a double Thanksgiving recently, and having no partner-in-crime to share it with meant all the more for me! [Because Rogue, Jean, Ororo and Wanda just aren't partner-in-crime material.} And with Christmas around the corner, I wonder if I'll get extra presents! Saint Nick really knows how to pity someone who's roughing it without a best pal.

[That's exactly the sort of bad news that a team leader should but doesn't want to hear.]

Hey, double presents sounds like a pretty sweet deal. That is, until you end up opening them, and all you get are forty different pairs of socks.

[Especially since Kurt doesn't have much use for normal socks, but that's besides the point.]

[Yeahhh and the bad news that Kurt is in no rush to deliver. Although at least Thanksgiving went well.]

No way! That'd be too bogus. I'm too good a Christian to get that kind of treatment! What we really need in this place are some new video games.

Well, that just goes without saying. You can never have too many video games.

[He's sure the Professor would disagree with that sentiment, but Scott can let his hair down a little when it comes to Kurt.]

[It is always refreshing when Scott isn't acting like Professor Junior. Sometimes he knows how to have fun. Of course, right now there's only Storm around to act as an authority figure, so he has been fairly used to slacking off.]

Now you're talking my language! You know, maybe the real reason you won't show up here is so I won't be able to school you in any of those games.

[That's dangerous territory. Left to his own devices, even Scott knows Kurt might be slacking off just a little too much. Of course, he has no way of knowing who exactly's with him, so...]

Whoa, easy there, Kurt. That sounds like a challenge. I hope you've been practicing your thumbs as much as you've been working on your trash talk, or else it'd just be too easy for me.

Hey! I think someone's little too high on their high horse! [He may have had a few years of adjusting to English, but he's still not quite on par with some catchphrases.] But hey, maybe I have been practicing both this whole time. You'll see... Or, you won't!

[Kurt's almost-perfect English is all part of his blue, fuzzy charm. Even though he might get a little crazy as a teammate sometimes, as a best friend, Scott wouldn't change him for the world.]

I guess we'll just have to see about that some time, then. Though I hear there are some sweet new games where both players can work together. They wouldn't stand a chance against the two of us.

[Good! Because Kurt doesn't want to change Scott either. Even if he can be the most serious dork he knows, it's fun to have a best friend like that.]

Now there's a great idea! Against a team like us, who would stand a chance? We'll be mopping the floor with those games. Think of all the high scores!

[Scott, you seem a little different. And just a pinch younger. Hm.]

Hey. Sometimes rash is fun.

[And Kitty's a lot more mature than he remembers. He'll just have to go with it.]

You're starting to sound like Kurt.

[Oh, Scott. If you only knew. Also, given that her Kurt kind of...went insane last she remembered, she's not sure how to take that.]

I don't think I'm anywhere near his level of rash.

[She does sound a tad offended.]

But seriously. Whatever happens, happens. It could be fun.

Edited 2013-12-07 23:54 (UTC)

Kitty! [A little younger version than he knows currently but still his bestest friend.]

[SQUINT. Of course Kitty has seen some things given that she used to live with fellow mutants, but this is still somehow new to her.]

Hey...you?

[Lockheed's face falls slightly, he guesses that this Kitty is from somewhere he isn't about too.] Yeh 'on't 'now me either too huh? Me Lockheed! Back in my 'orld [You know, the one where that big purple helmeted guy whose killing everyone comes from] we're 'ike bestest friends! An' yeh a little older.

Edited 2013-12-08 00:11 (UTC)

Oh, how excellent. Another mutant dirtying up DreamWidth. As if there weren't enough here to try and protect people from already.

[Robin shakes his head, exasperated.] Well, at least you're not off to terrorize some unfortunate game just yet.

Hey, wait a minute! You have it all wrong! I don't want to hurt anybody, especially not humans!

You're a mutant. An accident from you would still undoubtedly be lethal. Hopefully your mun has the sense to drop you before that happens.

shaking the dust off of him

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Gotta get to bed, but I'll tag back in the morning!

No worries, I'm headed there myself!

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mun crashing for the night

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tagging after forever has passed :S

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How dare Lockheed not exist in the Ultimate Universe! ;)

It's a tragedy tbh.

Indeed! Kitty's still awesome though.

For the record, I love Scott. It's my character who doesn't.

No problem!

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