Scott Summers (
eyecondition) wrote2013-09-04 08:00 pm
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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.
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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Kurt! Is this one of your pranks? You're going to be washing the jet for weeks after a stunt like this.
[YOU DON'T TAKE ADVANTAGE OF SOMEONE'S POWERS LIKE THAT, KURT. Not cool.]
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[But how to go about explaining where they actually are...]
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What do you mean? This isn't the place you go when you teleport, is it? [He thought it would be warmer there.]
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[There's the sound of a bamf. Kurt is now in the item shop, browsing the shelves for Scott's glasses while keeping the journal open.]
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And. And did you say 'stuck here'? [that moment when you know the answer on a pop quiz but it's just not coming to the front of your brain.]
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But... yeah. We're stuck. This place is called Luceti, and it's got bad news written all over it.
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Luceti?? Luceti's real? I thought it was a dream I had after Mexico.
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I don't know... I guess I forgot about it until just now.
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Yeah, sorry. It's harder when you can't
[That was him accidentally severing the conversation. It takes a minute before he realizes the error.]
--rt? Did it work?
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[More fumbling, but eventually the video finds its way on via the "mashing every button" method. Yep those sure are trees. And the smouldering remains of an obvious accident. That's there too.]
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[And some bamfing occurs as he works out where Scott is.]
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But with the promise of an impending rescue, Scott finally feels secure enough to settle down and work on the journal. Other people are starting to be noisy. He might as well do what he can to remember how this works.]
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Here's your delivery! You just need to sign for it.
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You scared me. But thanks.
[He gropes for his glasses, but isn't quite reaching at all in the right direction.]
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[But at least he's sort of grabbing in the right area this time. He might get a handful of fur instead though.]
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Oh man, are you a sight for sore eyes!
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[He says with a bright smile. It's been so long, he missed his bro so much. So he immediately raises his hand for a high five... from which he will pull Scott into a hug.]
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How've you been holding up here? Everything's still okay?
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