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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.

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My name's Billy. Are you okay? Do you need some help?

[Like. Obviously he does. But strangers aren't supposed to know that.]

I. [How much to tell?]

I think so. I could use some help getting back to my friends. [And might as well top it off with the usual lie.] I'm blind. We've been separated.

[Blind? That's the excuse? Well, uh. Okay.

Maybe the glasses will be in the woods somewhere. He starts focusing his magic, prepping for a location spell. At the very least he could bring Scott back to the X-Men's house.]

I'm sure they're around here somewhere. What're their names? And what's yours, by the way?

[What. It's totally worked before.]

I'm Scott. [And he's not sure if he can trust you enough to give out his companions' names yet, stranger.] Where are we, if you don't mind me asking?

Edited (BECAUSE I DERPED.) 2013-09-05 03:09 (UTC)

Uh... it's a long story. Hang on.

[He shuts the journal to do a quick chanting, magic flaring and teleporting him over to where Scott's wandering, quietly hoping he doesn't get blasted in the process of helping out. And there he is- and holy crap look at the hole in that tree. Wow, a young Scott Summers himself.

This place never stops being weird.]

There you are! Sorry, I was in the trees and I couldn't see you.

[That would have been a fine excuse, if Billy's voice wasn't coming from an entirely different direction than it had been before. It's suspicious.]

What were you doing in the trees?

[And if Billy wasn't lying about where he'd been, how much did he see?]

Well not in the trees, just going for a walk, like- ...you know what, it doesn't matter. There's a village near here that I can take you to, and we can look for your friends there, if you want.

[He glances around, trying to get a feel for the area. It looks mostly familiar... ah, and there's his journal. That'll be useful later, when he can actually see again.]

You still haven't told me where here is.

[Even though he ought to be depending on the kindness of strangers, he's hesitant to just start following.]

Oh, sorry. Uh... welcome to Luceti. How do you feel about cross-dimensional travel?

[He's going to find out sooner or later, so... may as well.]

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Did you just say "Luceti"?

Yeah, that's it. You know it?

[If that's the case, his life just got so much easier.]

I... Might. It was a long time ago.

Oh.

[Not perfect, but a step up from the norm.]

Well, you're better off than most. It really has been a while since you were here, though... I've been around for more than a year and I've never seen you before.

I remember... [He remembers that he wasn't alone.]

Kurt and Rogue. Do you know them?

[Cooperation! Excellent, excellent. And that gives him an opening for a different topic entirely.]

Yeah, actually, I do. The ones in the X-Men team, right? ...Are you a mutant?

[He gives a faint, largely bitter smile.]

The answer to that might depend on how you feel about mutants.

Isn't that in itself an answer?

[Billy's smiling as he replies, though. He hadn't expected it to be that easy, anyway.]

It's okay. I'm not about to hate what I am.

You're a mutant?

[His face lights up as much as he can manage while clenching his eyes shut.] That's wonderful! I hope you've been able to keep your gift under control. Have you been staying with the X-Men? We generally try to stick together when times get rough.

[That's one way to turn around a conversation, oh man. Maybe he should've done that from the start.]

Yes and no. We don't live together, but I've been training with them since I got here. It's been pretty cool.

[He glances behind himself, gesturing even though Scott can't see it.]

So, uh. I'm guessing by the change in scenery that your power's kind of problematic sometimes?

[It helps that attaching a name to "Luceti" is starting to bring back a whole mess of things that shouldn't have happened in the first place. He'd probably written it off as some fever dream the first time.]

Heh... something like that. It happens when I open my eyes. Back home, I've got a visor that helps me control it, but here? On my own.

[Also half-naked. Why does Luceti do that.]

...Well... [He glances around for any sign of either glasses or visor nearby, but no dice.] Looks like it isn't here, but it might be in town. I can still lead us back- Rogue's usually in one of the shops, so we can get help there.

That's what happened the last time, I think.

[He gropes along the edges of trees, generally trying not to bump into one. That would be the least cool thing possible.]

At least it's not snowing.

Yeah, it's September here. No snow for a few more months, I think.

[Billy watches him stumble along for a moment or two before reaching out to grasp Scott's hand.]

Come on, I'll lead you back.

[He smiles, comforted by the obvious mutant solidarity.]

Thanks, Billy.

So what are the chances we're from the same world? Not a lot of them had mutants, from what I remember.

[Billy starts on the path back to the plaza, trying to be careful about his speed and avoiding anything that might trip Scott. He's not sure how good Scott is about keeping his eyes shut when he's surprised, but he'd rather not be the cause of more holes in the forest.]

Well... at this point, it could go either way. Where I'm from, the X-Men exist, but most of you guys are adults already. So you're either from the past or a different world than mine.

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