It wasn’t as if the man had a real say in the matter now. He was stuck in a time he only knew enough about to try and blend into. Enough to know who he could trust to keep himself from being a target. At least while he was around other mutants. Around the so called ‘X-men’ of the Xavier academy. Though it didn’t stop the soldier in the way he worked. Cable was a brute force of nature and technology.
“Not to be a nuisance; but I was told that you might be able to help me. Miss, D'Ancanto.”
















