eyecondition: (05; visorless)
Scott Summers ([personal profile] eyecondition) wrote2013-09-04 08:00 pm

01-2 [Action / Voice]

[It's a weird sort of deja vu to go to sleep in one's own bed only to wake up on the ground in the middle of some forest. His first instinct was to assume it was a hugely unfunny joke, and he picked himself up and groped around the closest trees, eyes clenched tightly.]

Very funny, guys! Now give me back my glasses before I end up hurting someone.

[He gropes at two of the nearest trees, trying to gather his sense of direction. He'd memorized every tree around the perimeter of the school for just this occasion. This one is as thick as one of the old oaks, but didn't have any of the telltale carvings he'd notched into the closest trees years ago. That means he's either out farther than he thought or that this isn't a prank at all.]

Whoever's out there, this isn't going to solve anything. [It can't be Mystique again. Mystique is dead.] We can talk about this. You don't have to put everyone into such a dangerous situation.

[There isn't any answer. That means worse things. Had there been an attack? Was he separated from everyone again? There's only one way to find out.]

Look, I don't know if anyone can hear me. But if you can and you're close by, please get back right now!

[He dares to open his eyes, for just a flash of information. A beam shoots out, splintering the tree in front of him and sending chunks of wood blasting out in all directions. Luckily, there hadn't been anyone standing there, though he was almost positive he'd seen a rabbit. And if he'd seen a rabbit, that rabbit wasn't alive anymore. It was a mistake to check at all.]

It's fine, Summers. [He coaches himself now that he assumes he's alone.] You've done this before. Just reach out to Jean and she'll come find you and everything'll work out again. Assuming she's all right. Jean, please be all right.
selfhelp: ([billy] oh god I'm an ass)

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[personal profile] selfhelp 2013-09-09 04:29 am (UTC)(link)
[Fair assumption to make. Billy glances at his shoulder, and while his hoodie looks a bit singed, there was no blast-to-body contact, so he's good with that. The tree, on the other hand...]

...I don't think the forest is ever gonna be the same, but it's nothing serious. Maybe I should put up a force field, though? For, uh. Extra safety.
selfhelp: ([billy] FUCK YEAH FORCEFIELD.)

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[personal profile] selfhelp 2013-09-11 08:36 pm (UTC)(link)
Okay, give me a second...

[Billy wrestles with the magic for a moment, hands flaring, and he mumbles a chant - "IwantashieldIwantashieldIwantashield" - before it rises up around them. It's less of a dome and more an angled construct, and in theory if another blast hits it'll either get absorbed by the magic or bounce off into the sky towards the barrier. Despite not being able to see it, there's a hum to the magic that Scott might feel around them.]

Okay, that should work. Um. I think.
Edited (so very blue) 2013-09-11 20:37 (UTC)
selfhelp: ([billy] let's try something new.)

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[personal profile] selfhelp 2013-09-14 03:38 am (UTC)(link)
[Aaaand we're walking. Try not to crash into the shield, dude.]

Um, more or less? I have to actually want it, though, so I can't force things to happen.
selfhelp: ([billy] err. we know.)

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[personal profile] selfhelp 2013-09-22 09:02 am (UTC)(link)
Maybe eventually. [Although that's quite the ego-boost.] I'm still learning, though. With the X-Men, actually- Logan's training me.