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[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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[Well hello, there. The voice isn't familiar - too young - but "Summers", "Jean", and a sudden energy blast out of nowhere? Kind of narrows things down a bit. Sure paints a picture of Cyclops.

Let's see where this goes. A location spell would work a lot better if he had a name for sure.]

Ah- hey- hello? Can you hear me?

[Huh. Not as alone as suspected. Scott's still not sure if this is hostile territory... But then again, he just made a move that could be considered hostile on its own.]

I hear you! Who's there?

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)

[That voice. That beam. It's unmistakable. It's Scott. After so long - almost a year! - without his main dude, the fuzzy dude has missed him so much.

He tries to hold in his joy and excitement, speaking into the journal confidently WITH HIS GERMAN ACCENT.]

You know, you should spare some worrying for the fuzzy man as well. Plus, he can get you out of jams just as easily - I just admit, he might not be as attractive!

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.

[GERMAN ACCENTS ARE LIKE HONEY IN HIS EARS RIGHT NOW. Except that totally explains why he doesn't seem to be anywhere near home, doesn't it?]

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.]

[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?]

Hey! Don't blame me! You know I wouldn't send you anywhere without your glasses. That's just too far! Not to mention... We don't even have the jet here!

[But how to go about explaining where they actually are...]

That's not making any sense to me, Kurt. Slow down and start from the beginning.

Oh man, that's going to take all day! [He whines for a moment but shakes his head.] I mean, the thing is... we're not home anymore. Not even in the same world!

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.]

[There's. ....something really familiar about that. Scott's just not sure how or why yet.]

What do you mean? This isn't the place you go when you teleport, is it? [He thought it would be warmer there.]

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.]

[ . . . ]

Did you just say "Luceti"?

Yeah, that's it. You know it?

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

Definitely not! For one, this place looks a lot less like Donkey Kong's volcano level. But the thing is, it may be more scenic but we're stuck here. We should figure out where you're at first, right? Then you can do some looking for yourself!

[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.]

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

[In which Rogue gets that feeling she gets every time she thinks of Scott, that terrible feeling of hope and disappointment and friendship and trusted and ruined dreams...

And she can't help but say his name, even though it's a stupid response.]

Scott?

I tried to take a look around. There's a lot of trees. It wasn't safe to figure out more than that. It didn't look like anyone was nearby.

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.]

[And in which Scott replies without any of that conflict. Sup Rogue. It would be nice if you'd help out the New Mutants a little more.]

Hey Rogue. Any chance you've got some of my gear in your shop?

[He's been caught up to speed by then, even though his actual recollection of Luceti is a little spotty.]

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.

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