The Five-In-One Stepford Cuckoos

Gestalt Hivemind Telepaths Sean, Peter, Ian, Christian, and Erik Cuckoo. Bio Personalities Media Starters Plots Main

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healedwingshq:

“If it’s not too much trouble. Let’s see what he can do.” Warren said, glancing up at the man.

Peter nodded as he took a sip of his coffee. “I have to get back down any way. It was good to see you man,” as he moved out of the kitchen. A flicker of blue psionic energy resonated in his eyes and then faded, signaling a use of his telepathic powers. 

Five minutes later, Erik appeared in the kitchen, wearing exactly what Peter wore. It wasn’t uncommon for the Cuckoo brothers to wear the exact same clothes. “Peter said you wanted to see me?”

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healedwingshq:

“Not being trained with a mutation like yours sounds awful. Having to hear so many voices talk and yell all at once. Not something I would ever want to go through.” Warren said. He admired what the brothers had to go through, when he’s drunk enough and sometimes even sober enough he can still hear Apocalypse at the back of his mind and that alone is enough to make him crazy. 

“Think I’ve talked to him a few times.” Warren paused trying to remember if he had any interaction with him. “He could help with that?” Warren looked at the man in front of him, a little hopeful.

Peter nodded. “Oh yea. Anything mentally, Erik’s usually your guy. If there was anything physically wrong with you, normally Ian could sort you out. He’s been trained in psychic surgery, but the head thing, yup, all Erik,” as Peter took a sip of his coffee. “Do you want me to get him for you?”

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gambitxremy:

Remy’s glowing eyes widened a little at the brashness of Erik’s words. His constant smirk remaining as he watched the boy come closer, until there was only a few inches between them ‘’whatever you want.’’ he repeated. his voice a tad softer than before. ‘’…..a few things…..’’ he continued. not even blinking as he stared.

Erik didn’t break eye contact once as he gazed into the Cajun. “How about if I wanted... this....” as he replied back just as soft, and then the young telepath sent rather erotic psychic images of the two of them in bed together, flashes of thrusts, panting, sweating, Erik’s legs wrapped around Remy’s waist, the two moaning glistening in the night, etc. The images that he sent over were just that, images, but ensured to apply a bit of telepathy so that in those flashes, Remy would feel what happened in those flashes as well as see. “... and that was just a taste... feel up to do the real thing?”

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healedwingshq:

Warren nodded at the brother. “That’s pretty interesting, being everywhere at once. Fieldwork would be more fun though. My deal is that these fucking wings feel like they’re trying to rip themselves out of my body. It sounds weird but they feel eager almost.”

“It’s a gift and a curse, at least that’s what the professors say. I’m sure every telepath feels that way, just have the potential of connecting with everyone... it’s a rush... when you’re trained that is. When you aren’t, it’s just... hurts,” as Peter remembered his much younger years of hearing all the stray thoughts. Thankfully he had his brothers and their hivemind link.

“You know who you should talk to? My brother Erik. He’s the psych major. All things human mind is usually his specialty, at least the psychological aspect of it. Maybe he can sort you out, with your wings and all.”

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mistressxofxmagnetism:

‘Easier said than done’ Lorna thought, although she decided not to voice it. Partially because it was rude - they were just trying to help, after all - but mostly because they were already in her head, so they’d probably head it regardless.

Despite her hesitance, she did her best to do just that; stay focused and keep calm. Using her powers again after so long still felt strange, and she found that she didn’t need to push as much as she use to in order for them to be stronger, which was both interesting and terrifying as she attempted to re-evaluate the balance she needed to actually fix the circuitry rather than fry it even more.

Nodding subconsciously to the Cuckoo’s orders, Lorna pushed the lesser used, electric side of her electromagnetic abilities in order to follow the electronic signals rather than the metal wiring they were transferred to, which took some more effort than it’s counterpart would have. But she was able to successfully follow the waves of electricity until they suddenly stopped.

The block.

Wires were damaged, which would require some melting and re-joining, but luckily that was child’s play at this point. Yet even after they were fixed, there was still some resistance from the current itself.

“Mhm.” She answered, to confirm that she did, in fact, feel that. She felt that quite often, but decided that now wasn’t the time to point that out as she pushed against the specific pulse she imagined he’d been referring to and pushed against it as lightly as she dared.

All: ~~That resistance you're feeling? That’s the secondary systems having difficulty dropping. You’ll have to use the electromagnetic fields to slightly push against it, and act as bridge... a ground so the current can flow freely. Once the current is steady, secondary systems will activate and will repair initial primary subs.~~

The Cuckoos were mirroring Lorna’s powers to the other two locations simultaneously, expanding her reach subconsciously. In all actuality, Lorna, with training and focus, could perform this feat, but with the Cuckoo’s psychic link, the other parts of her brain were performing the same actions as if they were on auto-pilot from Lorna’s active concentration on the mansion grounds. 

All: ~~You have more power than you know Lorna Dane. Your doubt serves nothing but to limit you. With calm focused concentration, the world is literally in your fingertips.~~

The link allowed the Cuckoos to really delve into Lorna’s psyche, to see the potential. Whenever the five were linked like this, their gestalt hivemind coupled with Cerebra’s amplification of their powers, the five were able to gleam into the other parts of the psionic spectrum which included precognition. It wasn’t as if they were all of a sudden future tellers or prophets, but exposure to the psychic spectrum allowed them flashes of possibility: a multiverse of futures where any one or none could come into fruition. In it, they saw flashes of Lorna, powerful, mighty, some in classic Magneto-garb, and some in a green variation of her costume. They recognized Lorna’s power. They knew Lorna’s potential. And they knew that she could do this.

All: ~~We’re almost there Lorna. You got this.~~

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bishoptokate:

“what you’re not understanding is that less excessive force isn’t possible. I can either slow them down or shoot them out of play with arrows in less then two seconds or I can physically attack each perp. which will take more time and just slow me down. so it’s either arrows or you get the fuck over it.” she simply shrugged at them then. tired of their little games, if they hadn’t slowed her down already she would have been easily four blocks out by now.

“we’ve done just fine without you before, i’m pretty sure i can handle it without you now.” she crossed her arms and as the energy surrounded her she let out a slow chuckle as her eyes rolled. “oh this is nice.” she said, looking around at her surroundings with their enhancement. “you know stark makes some pretty rad stuff just like this. don’t take it personally but I kind of prefer his stuff.” she told them with a smirk.

instead of gearing up for another round of attacks she found a nice piece of rubble and sat down on it. making a dramatic display of getting comfortable. “i don’t know who this emma frost person is, but i could care less how well she pulls of being a bitch. if you wanna waste my time then i’m going to waste yours.” she told them, defiantly deciding to not use their enhancements and let the chaos around her build. “what is it that they say now? trauma builds character? i should know that, right? seeing as i’m practically the poster child. but the people around here do seem like that lack…character.” she looked up from her hand where she had been inspecting the dirt under her nails.

“so here are your options either you back the fuck up and let me do my job. or you can go ahead and be the hero while I go and do my job without your persistent interference.” she set her jaw and raised her eyebrow towards the boys. “and before you try to give me some speech about how i’m letting innocents be harmed, so are you…if you can enhance my abilities i’m sure you can do something for these innocent store owners and bystanders.”

All five then chuckled simultaneously at the pretentiousness of this girl. Arrogance and attitude made for a bad combination, especially in hero-work. Man do the Avengers have their work cut out on this one, but hey, it’s not as if it was from the Cuckoos lack of trying. Some people simply prefer to go about and make a mistake until they kill someone. Kate Bishop was definitely the poster child of a villain in the making.

Erik: ~~Such arrogance. Misguided, and entitled. Okay I’m bored Sean.~~

Peter:  ~~Sean, some people simply can’t be helped. Especially this one. We’ve done our duty already. Let’s just end this.~~

Sean mentally sighed. It was unfortunate when people’s bad attitude and lack of vision truly limited themselves. But, there were other heroes that needed their help and there heroes that were certainly worthy of bearing that title, given Kate’s action and puffed up self-importance.

Sean: ~~... all right. Good luck then Kate. Remember your body’s limits... or don’t. Whatever. We’ll keep the psychic comm link up if you need assistance, and before you even say anything we already know what you're going to say, so save your breath and your thoughts..... there. We’ve given the Avengers an updated sit-rep of you.~~

Peter: ~~And you don’t need to do your job, not here anyway. You don’t want our help, fine. Trust me, these people don’t need your kind of help anyway.~~

A psionic flicker crackled through the five’s psychic image as a burst of psychic energy waved out from them in a 2-block radius. Every looter, every rioter, every individual who thought to take advantage of the situation suddenly dropped, being psychically knocked out by the psychic shockwave. The astral image of Peter then winked, and then all five’s astral forms vanished. Other than the sounds of sirens, the scene around Kate grew still as the five also left a suggestion of calm for those innocents and bystanders caught in all of this.

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bishoptokate:

“kill-ratio has nothing to do with it. it’s his incessant voice in my head telling me not to kill them just because i can every time i pick up something with a relatively sharp edge.” she shrugged. “it’s my moral compass.” kate was also trained by clint barton as well, but that was more lets see how many times you can split an arrow and less about who to harm and when and why.

“well when a telekinetic decides to rob a corner store or atmokinetic wants to loot from saks and fifth then we can talk about them controlling the arrows. read the situation, this is child’s play. these aren’t mass murders and freaky aliens trying to overthrow our planet. these are people copping in on a shitty situation. these people are humans too and i may just be a mere human but i know other humans pretty damn well. i can read and guess their actions well enough to know that if i miscalculate by one second, by one breath, but one impulsive move that the suspect will be spending their evening in a hospital bed and not in a holding cell. but i know what i’m doing and i know what i’m doing very well.”

“so please, keep trying to warn me that i can kill people. please continue to doubt my skill set and my knowledge. i’ve heard it all before. and if you have a problem with how i do things, you don’t need to be here. stop this little projection and go bother someone else.”

Erik: ~~She’s so cute being miss grumpy bossy pants isn’t she Peter? Watch out now, with that attitude, she’s liable to think she can even take you on.~~

Erik’s psychic chuckle reverberated as he was pleasantly amused by this girl’s arrogance.

Erik: ~~Well I do have to give you credit: I didn’t think that anyone was a reckless as dear Peter over here, but you have that all in one, plus arrogance to boot. I’m very impressed.~~

Sean: ~~No one is doubting you, Kate. We’re just suggesting that it wouldn’t hurt to use a less excessive force. We know you’ve been trained by the best, and for all intents and purposes, you’re the best archer-agent for your generation, but it still wouldn’t hurt to err on the side of caution.~~

Peter: ~~Unless you’re all flash and no substance. As good as you are, I’m leagues better, and yet, even I show restraint.~~

Sean: ~~Despite the tension, we can’t just bother someone else. You’re an active on field and with communications currently down, we have an obligation to ensure all assets, whether it be X-Men or Avenger, are prepared accordingly.~~

Erik: ~~And drop the attitude. Because Miss Frost does bitch better than anyone, and it’s kinda sad to see any one else try.~~

The other Cuckoos then chuckled a bit. Looking to each other and then to Kate, the five sets of eyes flickered with psionic blue energy. That energy than surrounded Kate and gave young archeress a psionic HUD view of her surroundings to better assist her in taking down the rioters.

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mistressxofxmagnetism:

“That, makes me feel a little better.” Lorna replied, letting out a small breath as she tried to calm her aching nerves. It had been a while since she’d attempted anything this big, and while it certainly was comforting to know that she’d have the Cuckoos guiding her through this, it didn’t help as much as she would like.

The sudden formation of the holographic images around the sphere drew her attention once more, but this time she withheld her amazement by concentrating on the voices of the quintuplets in her mind. They were right; if this was going to work then she had to focus on the task at hand.

Following their orders, Lorna closed her eyes and took a deep breath, raising her arms as she focused on the closest location first, while simultaneously trying to make sure that her breathing remained even and calm.

Better safe than sorry, right?

“Okay, what now?”

All: ~~Stay focused. Keep calm. Everything else will come naturally.~~

The blue psychic condensation now shifted to become green, as the Cuckoos now had linked Lorna’s mindscape into Cerebra, allowing a visual representation of Lorna’s focus. The condensation formed the image of the relays upon the mansion, showing its damaged circuitry. The Cuckoos then psychically reached out as two other images, covered in blue psychic condensation appeared on either side of Lorna’s mindscape vision as the five had amplified Lorna’s focus to simultaneously affect all three locations: what she did to one, she did to the other two.

All: ~~Use your powers to feel the circuitry, to follow the clean and even lines to their breaking point. Feel the coursing of the electronic signals being blocked. Once there, expand your mind, allow your control over the electromagnetic spectrum to repair the lines. Feel the circuitry mending, have it course through your fingers and body. There. Feel that? That’s the pulsing of the electromagnetic spectrum. Lightly push against it. That’ll allow the feedback to trip the secondary systems and allow you to magnetically repair the primary circuitry. 

While Ian was leading the technical knowledge, Sean, as the group’s leader and dominant personality, strengthened the psychic link applying their gestalt hivemind to reinforce Lorna’s connection with the Cuckoos through Cerebra. Christian in the mean time was reinforcing psychic defenses around Lorna’s mind and the Cuckoos to ensure that there would remain unaffected and uninterrupted by external forces.

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healedwingshq:

“Yeah, I heard about ‘em. Seems like a lot is going on with you all. Can’t imagine it’s fun.” Warren looked at him, taking a drink from his cup as well. “I’ve been better, I guess now isn’t really a good time for all this, my body is killing me and my wings practically have a mind of their own right now.”

“It’s fun.... could be more out on the field though, if it were up to me,” Peter Cuckoo confessed, “but it’s important for  us to be here. Our hivemind works best when we’re together, and with Ian being in Cerebra, it amplifies us, gives us that ease for global reach and multiple links.” One could tell that Peter was more the action-type, but he knew his priorities despite his desires. Taking a sip from his cup, he looked at Warren, “Oh yea? How come? What’s your deal?”

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angelsalvadore:

“I guess you’re right. Not all of you are bad.” Angel said as she set down a. few hundreds, looking pretty impressed with herself. She looked up at him, nodding. “All in a nights work my friend.” She said tying the bunches of money together so she wouldn’t lose it. Angel snorted slightly looking amused “I strip.” She said simply.

Peter: “Ah.... strip huh? Heh.... sorry. Erik’s the more subtle one.”

Erik: “I am... although, you just shot up in the interesting-department.”

Sean: “Forgive my brothers... they’re morons. And trust me, at least these two are at least bad. Me and those other two are the best examples of our sex.”

It was always those three that would somehow break into verbal sparing matches, even though they were light-hearted and good-spirited. It was always Ian and Christian that remained reserved, with the latter slightly smirking.

Ian: “At least he’s right about us two.”

Christian then broke out into a chuckle as Ian threw Sean under the bus. Despite how each gave the other a hard time, one couldn’t deny the closeness and chemistry between the Cuckoos. 

Erik: “But back to the stripping.... do tell.”

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bishoptokate:

“i’m the best.” she told them with a confident smile. “and not in a cocky way, in a i dare you to try to find someone who can do what i do, better than i do it. and when you find clint barton and try to say he’s better i will just laugh in your faces because i can shoot an arrow with my feet, and he didn’t teach me that. i taught myself.” she told them with a shrug.

kate listened to them her hand automatically going to her hip as it cocked out. “oh please, steve rogers himself has had a hand in my training, i know how to shoot and not kill people. i hit what i want, where i want. i control the arrows they do not control me. this isn’t scooby doo, i can’t just tie up the bad guys and expect them to stop doing the bad things. so i will shoot them with arrows and they will be punctured and they will survive.” she hated when people doubted her, she had dealt with that enough her entire life and was going to start taking it now. “they’re big kids, they can handle it.”

All: ~~You do realize that Steve Rogers is effectively a metahuman and throws fists, kicks, and a blunt object, so while he’s trained you, his kill ratio would be vastly different than yours since you have the sharp, skin-muscle-piercing arrowhead hurling at exponential speed?~~

Despite Sean being the dominant personality of the Cuckoos and often the voice that directs the five, Sean could tell when it was Ian’s voice that was influencing his own. Kill-ratio isn’t something that was part of Sean’s every day vernacular.

And while Peter could respect Kate’s confidence and perhaps admire her arrogance, he could still recognize human-limitation. Peter’s astral form chuckled and shook his head in disbelief.

Peter: ~~Are you honestly this stupidly arrogant? You control the arrows, the arrows don’t control me. Ha. Tell that to a telekinetic, or an atmokinetic that can control wind variation and speed, or a reality warper in worst case scenario that can turn that arrow into a puddle of water or at best case, manipulate probability scenarios and that arrows that you control ends up in someone’s heart. Or a variety of other scenarios between mutants, magicians, and metahumans, not to mention technological advances that can mimick scenarios. You control the arrow? Last I checked, you were just human. Granted a highly trained human, but human nonetheless. Please do yourself a favor and take your head out of your ass and your foot from your mouth.~~

The other four then shot Peter a look that signaled Peter was a bit too harsh.

Sean: ~~What my brother is saying in his colorful way is that how about you go for indirect hits that still render the bad guys ineffective? You know, for Scooby Doo.~~

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mistressxofxmagnetism:

“I did watch the broadcast, you know. I know what he said.” Lorna huffed, shifting on her feet in the almost-over-stuffed elevator. Xavier should really invest in a bigger one, really.

“Right, right. I knew that.” She replied, perhaps too quickly, as she nodded. Of course, she had not known that, but after Sean mentioned it it seemed extremely obvious and rather stupid of her to not think of it herself.

She felt a lot more comfortable once they were out in the metallic hallway, although even that felt a little narrow with all six of them, leaving Lorna to, once again, trail behind the five brothers. When her role in their plan was mentioned, her steps faltered slightly.

“A-are you sure? I mean, I know we all had the power boost and everything, but my powers haven’t exactly been stable since, well, you know.” Of course she wanted to help - she always wanted to help. But she wasn’t stupid either. The city was under attack, and this was important, and the last thing she wanted was to fuck shit up even further.

And for the record, this wasn’t the first time she had been in the basement of the mansion. Far from it, actually. But this was the first time that she had been allowed into Cerebra; although whether that was for clearance or genetic reasons she remained unsure. Still, her slight cynicism didn’t prevent her wide eyed, open mouthed awe as she looked around the large, spherical room, spinning as she walked in order to get the full experience.

“…Wow.”

All: “Sure, but you haven’t had us guiding you. Don’t worry. You won’t be exerting your powers long-distance by yourself.”

The Cuckoos wanted to ensure that they would support Lorna in this endeavor. Of course there were concerns, but the Cuckoos were calculatedly confident, and with the five of them being backed by Cerebra, it would increase their projected success rating, at least that’s what Ian had calculated.

All: “Don’t worry....” ~~We have you.~~

The psychic condensation formed within the sphere and interacted with the holographic images, displaying both a digital and psychic view of all three locations. The Cuckoos’ psychic voice then echoed softly in Lorna’s mind.

All: ~~Breathe. And focus. Think about one location and we’ll help split your focus to the other two. Just breathe. Once you hone in on the relays, the psychic image will change and we’ll piggy back your powers to the other two.~~

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cyclopsxscott:

‘‘Yeah….as much fun as this is….’‘ scott remarked sarcastically. pausing for a moment and shooting his sights between the boys ‘‘…I think i’m going to head out’’ he said confidentially with a faint smirk.

All: ~~Be careful out there. We’ll link you up and serve as C&C from here. Luckily, the attacks and hysteria are concentrated in Times Square and 3-block radius from Avengers Tower. Cerebra’s automated defenses can handle the home-front.~~

This was rather typical for the Cuckoos. While Peter, and by extent Sean, wanted to be out in the field, their talents were well served as command and control operations: it was honestly a real value of an highly trained telepath with access to the field. The only other person that could effectively manage this level of coordination, without telepathy, was Sage. 

This ensured the maximum amount of actions taken for the greater good towards a common task, especially for a combined rescue and defend operation. 

All: ~~By the way, our mysterious villain has seemingly amped our respective x-genes, so expect an output of energy much higher than normal, so adjust accordingly.~~

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bishoptokate:

“i think that’s a bit of an understatement.” she added, a small smirk on her lips. kate gave a soft chuckle, “i want to evoke fear, not confusion. the whole archery thing is already such a topic, pointing it out tends to just make the whole situation awkward.” she tried to explain. “i once had a thirty minute conversation with a perp about how archery is a useful skill, it tends to just slow things down.”

kate felt different, but different in a good way. she felt like she did in the middle of a big fight, when her adrenaline was pumping and she could take on the world. she loved this feeling, she was addicted to this feeling. following their push she lined up three arrows against her bow. watching as three men ran away from a broken store front she released the arrows consecutively. the men all dropped in a line each with an arrow placed perfectly through their thighs. she then pulled out another arrow, aimed it towards a woman inside a store who was digging through a cash drawer. after letting the arrow fly it landed right next to her hand before becoming engulfed in smoke. the woman dropped to the ground money still clutched in her hand.

lastly she watched as a young teenager tried to run from the chaos around him, clutching a weirdly shaped bundle of merchandise he had just looted. she turned back towards the brothers, aimed up her shot and took it. a smirk falling to her lips when she heard the boy cry out and the sound of hard items hitting the ground. without missing a beat she kept her hand out as the arrows came flying back towards her. she grabbed it mid air and placed it back in her quiver. “i can do trick shots too if you want” she told the brothers, “not many people can bounce arrows off walls without slowing the momentum or crushing it…but i’m not most people.”

All: ~~So she likes to show off. You certainly have the skill, even without us telepathically enhancing you at the moment.~~

The Cuckoos were impressed by Kate’s skill. The only other person they knew that had this much spatial awareness and geometric angle precision was Cyclops. Of course their astral visages didn’t reflect this impression as the five tended to be a bit emotionless, especially when their telepathy was engaged.

All: ~~Remember your objective is to hinder, not murder. The mobs need to be discouraged and pacified not eliminated. In case you weren’t aware of the human anatomy, the femoral artery is located in the thigh, and is a lethal wound if punctured. Your aim is impeccable, superior even with us enhancing you but you are still just human and dealing with massive crowd control can lead that aim of yours to puncture. Luckily for you, Ian is adept in tissue and nerve repair, especially in Cerebra. Try not to go for penetrating shots.~~

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gambitxremy:

‘‘I could do this all night'’ remy’s smirked turned into a wild drunken grin as the words slipped from his lips. His arm moving to rest on the bar next to them with his head turning to face Erik. ‘’whatever you want, i’m always down to try something else though….’’

Sure Erik could have made this easier with his use of telepathy, but sometimes, earning it was just as sweet if not sweeter. Plus the alcohol coursing between them was doing enough of a good job to lubricate their interactions more than a psychically-induced one. “Me too... though there are certain, physical activities I could do all night too.... you sure it’s whatever I want?” as Erik kept grinning, leaning forward so that their lips were inches apart. “.... anything interesting you?” For Erik, foreplay was everything.

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cyclopsxscott:

‘‘you wouldn’t believe how many times i’ve heard that dude.’‘ scott sighed softly. ‘’but whatever- it’s all in the past-future? whatever now, so I guess I just have to deal with it.’’

Scott was always a interested in the whole cerebra thing. He could remember exactly how he felt when the professor took him into cerebro for the first time. It never ceases to amaze him no matter how many times he experiences it.

As the room filled with the usual projections of lights and images. He stood perfectly still. Leaning against the closest cuckoo for balance.

‘’Awesome- well lets get the hell outta here and go do something about it then? or are you guys just going to stay here all night and wait it out?’’  he teased.

All: ~~Comms are down. The coordinated explosions caused feedback in the secondary systems when they struck the main landlines. We’ll have to stay here and establish psi-links with all actives in the field, especially if the power boost is only temporary.~~

Sean was the closest Cuckoo to help balance Scott as the images overtook the younger Cyclops. The psychic condensation filled the room so that non-psychics could see the mindscape of the Cuckoos in addition to the supplemental holo-technology within the Cerebral Sphere.

All: ~~You should go out into the field. Unless you feel staying here will be better coordinating actives. Up to you Cyclops.~~

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gambitxremy:

‘‘I bet you can, mon cher’‘ remy tilted his head a little to the boy. grasping his hand around the glass when it was placed down and thanking the bartender as he handed him his card. not looking away from erik for a moment. ‘’cheers.’’ he raised his glass. quickly emptying the contents and placing it down. remy’s eyes shifted down to the cherry stem. the side of his mouth rose a little, unable to hold his poker face for much longer.

“Ready for another round, or maybe something else?” as Erik grinned, shifting those ice blue eyes down to the stem and then back up to the dark crimson of that of Remy Lebeau’s. “Anything you’ve got, I’m all game to take..” With two rounds of heavy alcohol already in his system, Erik’s subtlety was fading away, and fading quickly. The lust was now starting to flicker in those eyes. “So... what do you say?”