Sweet Dreams (Are Made Of This) Eurythmics - 01 - video

[gottawearshades]

[ Scott's been here a few days, but he hasn't posted on the network or done much other than rest, recover, and plan. He is eight different kinds of not okay with the fact that he was just brought here out of the blue. He's worried about the others back home, worried about how his parents are going to take a second child just... gone. They weren't exactly the best, but they deserved better than a pair of empty caskets and a ton of questions. And then there was where he actually was and all of what that meant.

He'd spent a few days trying to figure out if they were messing with him, but from everything he'd been able to see or find, it looked like the people who'd brought him here weren't trying to trap him so much as just couldn't send him home. He'd stewed a little in that, frustrated with himself and his lack of scientific knowledge to ever refute such an idea, but that didn't really help anything and he'd turned towards something to do here soon enough. Honestly, it's amazing that took as long as it did, given Scott's general impatience. That's why, with his couple of credits and his ridiculous job recommendation (hey, if he could rock it, he'd rock it for money. Pride's never paid his bills...) he's finally dipping his toe into treating this place like his 'real world' for the moment instead of just a screwed up nightmare scenario.

He's looking pretty good for a kid from 1983 with medically required wrap around sunglasses as he grins into the camera and offers a laconic sort of thumbs up. Teenage boys are a menace and should be stopped. ]

Hey, so... if I say 'mutant', what does that make you all think of?

[ The mun would like to note that due to the fact that the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles came out in May of 1984, she was unable to make a totally tubular reference and she would like if you would all be sad for her at this deep temporal injustice.

Scott, on the other hand, is testing the waters in a sort of obvious but not really entirely obvious but pretty obvious kind of way. Though to be fair, he's doing it in front of the most non-descript bit of wall in the Ingress compound he could find and fully intends to take off the eye-catching bright neon yellow jacket and stuff it in his backpack as soon as he's done. Nothing to be done about the telling sunglasses, but he's trying. Who knows what could come back from this? ]

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"deep temporal injustice" should be the name of his next album tbh

[welcomeprofessor]

[ He has dealt, it seems, with an astonishing amount of loss as of late, and it's only by accident that he chances upon the network. He doesn't make a frequent habit of scrolling through, only skimming on occasion to keep up with the general mood of the place. This, however, is just enough to grab his attention, and as it does, that yawning abyss of loss doesn't seem quite so vast. ]

I think I would much rather hear your rendition.

[gottawearshades]

[ Scott could, when properly in his element, pull off a good line or two. However, when genuinely, completely and utterly bowled over his ass surprised to this level, it would be more honest to admit that the initial mental line of dialogue this response prompts is closer to 'what the fucking fuck fucking hell the fuck is this?' and he's more than a little glad that the professor is probably not in range to actually hear that.

Probably.

He's hoping?

All right, he's not really hoping, because it would be convenient, but the idea does make him mentally wince a little.

Would he hear that too? Things he won't know til he asks, and good luck getting that to happen. ]

Professor?

[ The incredulousness is there at least. ]

What are you- how are you here?

[welcomeprofessor]

A question I ask myself every day.

[ One that only comes up more often now than it had at first. It's like existing while perpetually waiting for the sword hanging over his head to drop. Here lies Damocles. In any case, he chuckles at that reaction and can only really offer a shrug. ]

I believe the real reason is a bit above even my paygrade.

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[el_paso]

[ So Logan here didn't bother to close out of social media shit like anyone'll catch him posing painful philosophical questions to random weirdos the world over, he thinks when, hello, that's a familiar face.

For a brief second he feels. Nothing. Then it creeps on in, heavy, black tendrils of inexplicable guilt, bearing aloft a sharp spike of shock. ]

...Holy shit.

[ Yeah that's about it. ]

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[gottawearshades]

[ Like some cosmic, inexorable force, something about the guy's face makes his inner teenage asshole sit up at attention. Something... familiar? Nah, that can't be right...

Can it?

Wait-

What?

No.

What?

No.

Is there a mantra of 'holy shit' going through his head at a thousand miles a minute, giving Peter a run for his money in the Summers Mental Decathalon of 1983 or whenever the fuck they are now? Yes. Is he going to give in to that and actually look as completely baffled by Psycho Claw Murder Ratty Mall Santa Edition as he actually is?

Oh hell no. ]

And how are you doing today, Mr...

Never did get your name.

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[el_paso]

[ If this were in-person, Logan could have picked up on all those little physiological cues Scott is surely radiating, but through a screen, he just gets to go by sight and sound. Scott apparently honed his poker face early in life, though...

The familiarity is certainly surprising. In the interest of picking his battles, however, he'll put that thought on the back burner. ]

Logan. It's on your readout-thing. [ the "duh" goes unspoken. ] You picked a hell of a time to get here, Summers.

[nishizono]

godzilla, mothra, the bombing of hiroshima and nagasaki.

[ murder, arson, jaywalking. only reverse the ethical and moral quandaries involved. ]

[gottawearshades]

[ Okay, not what he was expecting but totally workable. ]

Never actually saw those movies. Are they any good?

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[nishizono]

Of course they are, they're classics. And the rest of the sequels are B-movie camp fun, too. You're missing out.

Why the interest in mutants, though. Got bitten by a radioactive ant?

[ the difficulty of not referencing marvel characters when you play a pop-culture-consuming "teen" is rearing its head currently. ]

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[prorenataa]

[ The camera was turned on, briefly panned across the doctor's face and was then chucked to point up at a ceiling in what looked like a hospital. ]

A day ending in Y. [ Came the flat response. ]

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[gottawearshades]

[ Blink.

Blink blink.

Um.

Because he's already seen the professor. And it wasn't from this account. And then the actual message? No lies, he tried to work out something with Monday and Mutant-y and then he'd dropped it as stupid and decided to follow the more obvious question. ]

That boring?

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[prorenataa]

More common than you might be used to. [ He corrected in the same level tone. ]

There's a higher ratio of individuals with 'unique' skill sets, than baseline humanoids in this crowd. If you don't count the natives.

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[greyate]

[ Jean stares at the video for a long time, honestly not sure if she can believe it. First, Peter. Then Erik and Raven. All gone. And then, after nearly two years, she sees and hears someone she almost thought she would never see again.

She isn't even sure how to respond. It takes her several minutes of staring and debating to finally press the video option and even then, it's just her looking at him. ]

...Scott?

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[gottawearshades]

[ He's not actually looking at the screen the exact moment the message pops up; he's scanning the area, a tiny bit paranoid. But as soon as he hears her voice, his head turns sharply to look at the video and the quick suck in of breath almost makes him dizzy.

Jean.

What the ever loving mother fricking hell.

She looks... shocked. There's a lot of complicated things going on in her face, her voice. He feels just as complicated, honestly: a big mix of not wanting her to be here, wishing she was home where they both belonged, and being so goddamn glad to see her it hits his stomach like a shot.

But he just gives her a small, if heartfelt smile. He wishes she was there to get... well, to know all the emotion behind it. Another part is glad she isn't for the same reason. ]

Hey, Jean. How's it going?

reunited and it feels so... much like heartbreak?

[greyate]

[ She feels a prickling in her eyes and she's blinking a bunch, refusing to do that in front of him. She shakes her head both in an effort to stay composed and keep other thoughts out. ]

Are you real?

You're really here?

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[shadowblends]

[So, uh, the 'Kurt' Adrien just happened to mention? Guess who's publicly popping up on the TAB screen without hesitation for once. An odd thing for him, taking into account that he usually replies with text or voice to avoid surprising people with his peculiar appearance, but there's no way he can resist replying to Scott in this manner.]

Definitely not someone who looks like you, [he teases, briefly dipping closer to the camera then leaning back, far too pointy canines bared in a cheeky little grin.

Wow, you'd think he was happy to see a familiar face or something.]

Hi, Scott.

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[gottawearshades]

[ There's a little part of him, when he sees Kurt, that starts going 'why is everyone here?' and not in the existential way, but the very suspicious 'why are a bunch of mutants who saved the world 'randomly' here out of total happenstance out of their entire world because THAT's not weird or anything?'

He'll stop being a paranoid bastard the day it stops saving his ass.

The majority of him is the same uncomfortable happy/frustrated mix of glad to see a familiar face and annoyed that apparently his friend, and he does consider Kurt a friend, kind of feels more than a little protective of the guy, is also stuck here away from home. But he doesn't want Kurt to think he's annoyed with HIM so smug smile it is then. ]

Not all of us can pull off an all-blue look.

Hey, Kurt.

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[shadowblends]

[In Scott's defense, Kurt was all sorts of discombobulated and worried when he arrived through the Ingress the first time. He'd ended up with the body of a child and knew nobody at the time, so the paranoia is somewhat mutual.

Although, he's pretty sure that he's talking to the real Scott right now.

Barely stifling a snort behind his hand, the blue boy shrugs then lowers his arm, propping his elbow up onto his knee and settling his chin in his palm.]

I don't know, Scott. I think you could pull it off. It might even go well with your glasses.

... how are you? [It has been almost a year, after all.]

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[gentlemenpreferblondes]

i had this talk before

i suppose "deformed" doesn't cut it.

[There's a joke somewhere there. Peter had given her hell for using that word]

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[gottawearshades]

Hey, it is what it is to you.

[ He's not a fan of that particular definition, but he knows it has other uses, or did before mutants went public. ]

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[gentlemenpreferblondes]

impressive. first one who doesn't start screaming at me

but no

the first thing that comes to mind is teenagers with weird hair colors.

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[retributes]

Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles.

But that just makes me old.

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[gottawearshades]

Teenage what what?

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[infailtration]

[ York appears in the video in casual clothes for once, grinning because he thinks he knows what the guy's getting at. He's friends with Kurt, after all. But his manner is open and friendly. ]

Now? People with superpowers. Before, a living thing with an anomaly... two headed lizards and stuff.

You're safe enough identifying that way here. We're pretty open.

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[gottawearshades]

[ Open and friendly is nice. The paranoia isn't anything about him personally. ]

Says... who, exactly?