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[dayspring-askanison]

Into Town

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The monitors were broken and it looked like no power has come through here since the start of the outbreak. There was some old dried blood spritzed about the place, but the sources seemed to have been long gone. Nathan wordlessly shuffled over and dropped down next to the computers, inspecting their integrity.

Scott was somewhere around, quiet but distinctly present, a shadow in the background, one that’s possibly trying to stave off the irritation of loosing one’s patience. Nathan doesn’t check as he ripped off the computer’s casing.

“You can ask you know.” He hadn’t given his father much information since he  dragged the man into town with him earlier and he was expecting the agog Cyclops to be basically done with the indignity by now. Nathan was honestly surprised he wasn’t pestered about the specifics sooner.

[ironspiderfourteen]

Socialization

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continued from here

Scott was out exploring. This compound was so old and so new at the same time. Even as a young teenager, he had always found architectural style and history fascinating. He remembered the days when he’d spend hours on end walking through the empty back passages of the Institute, picturing the mansion in all its former Victorian glory. Shame it was in shambles now.

He rounded a corner in the hallway only to be stopped abruptly by a puppy scampering across the wooden floors. Blinking and confused, he peered down at the puppy through his glasses. It was small and fluffy (he couldn’t tell the color, though; it just looked red), and it seemed to be real -

Scott flattened himself against the wall as a young teenager rushed down the hall after the puppy, only one sock on his foot. “Wha -” he sputtered. “What’s going on here?”

Catching up to the puppy Isaac scooped the small creature up.  He wiggled in the teens arms giving a happy yip and dropping the sock.  Adjusting his grip to hold his pet firmly as he bent down to scoop it up.   Only once he had both sock and pet in hand did he turn to look at the guy in the red glasses.

“He wanted to play.   I think.  I’m still new to this whole caring for small animals.”   Balancing on one foot Isaac pulled on his sock.  This way both his feet would be warm.   While he could handle them being a bit cold easily he found he preferred them being warm.   And like that he had the option.

“Apparently my socks make a good toy.  I will have to find something better for him to use.”   Undoubtedly there would be a pile of old cloth.  If he just wanted to grab on to something perhaps some rags could be used.   

[notaskingforacceptance]

Misery Loves Company

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Erik sat back in the chair nursing his drink.  This room hadn’t been appropriated for other space yet, but if they didn’t get further housing up soon it would need to be.  Might as well use it for its original purpose as long as he could.   The wet bar had already been raided, but he found a few bottles on his little side trip for construction needs.

The room carried the faint smell of cigar smoke.   Something that could embed itself in a room over time.  A very old smell. Not stale just the musty aftermath left behind embedded into walls and furniture.   Not enough to bother him.  It combined with the opulent decor to remind him of an era long gone by.  A parlor he might not have been welcome into in those days.   So to drink here now lifted a bit of his darker mood.

[a-thecalmesttempest]

That Whole Legacy Thing

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Some news spreads fast in a place like Haven.  Someone died on manoeuvres?  About a day before the whole compound knows.  Someone found more coffee?  Forty five minutes.

The arrival of Scott Summers appeared to fall directly between those two events.  Between Scott and Erik, Ororo was unsure of who the most controversial person present might be.  Of course things couldn’t be simple.

Ororo had found out as she was getting ready to start her day.  She bound her long silver-white dreadlocks up in a colourful scarf, a style that protected her hair now that she couldn’t have it straightened.  She immediately set out to find Scott.

She followed the directions people gave her, she knew that so many would easily recognise the man known as Cyclops.  In spite of the stress, the heartache, she couldn’t help but smile when she finally set eyes on her old teammate.  A little worse for wear, of course, but who wasn’t these days? “I’m so glad you made it, Scott.” 

[dayspring-askanison]

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He’s heard about everything that’s happened. It was kind of unavoidable when digging up the recent history of his adoptive daughter, and Nathan had to admit to admit, he wasn’t exactly surprised. Disappointed? He wasn’t sure, but definitely not surprised. He’d sensed the latent extremism in his genetic predecessor, even before he started crafting the shifty orders they all executed to save the surviving mutant race when he brought Hope back. Scott, Scott had a lot of internal conflict going on.

Nathan had debated whether to go see him or not, whether doing so will really accomplish anything for either of them, but ultimately decided he might as well. They’ll run into each other in this place soon enough. Might as well sort out everything now in the calm instead of waiting to let it get dumped onto them in the middle of conflict, cause that was sure to come soon. So he follows Scott’s mental signature and finds the room, knocks on the frame of the adjar door, and waits.

[rhamilart]

Today's work in progress... Classic #uncannyxmen circa 1980 vs the #Sentinels! Lots to finish, lots to fix... . . #xmen #mutantmenace #xmenfanart #xfan #chrisclaremont #johnbyrne #marveluniverse #wip https://www.instagram.com/p/CM-kk8xhsqS/?igshid=1bd1mpnm3zwvb

[mojoswork]

I'm hyper critical of my own work, but this Mystique I collaged a few years ago for an X-Men show in NYC is still a personal highlight. #art🎨 #collage #xmen #mystique #mutantmenace #brotherhood #comics #marvel

[a-thecalmesttempest]

[EVENT] From Above

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Ororo descended back towards the ground, confirming their entrypoint.  There was a balcony in the open air with a door to what appeared to have once been quite an impressive rooftop greenhouse.  Now it was thick with spiderwebs, which gave Ororo a sense of foreboding.  After confirming the source of the enhanced infected from days before, they had suspected there might be others waiting in the area.  This confirmed that their new premises might be exactly where they were all hiding.

She touched down beside Scott, outside the walls of the mansion.  “The way in looks clear, aside from all the webbing.  We will need to listen out, we’re going to have blind spots.”  It would be simple enough to fly back up there with Scott.  “Are you ready?”