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[emcraldoath]

Awkward Meetings | Scott and Jean

In the aftermath of the destruction, the mutants found themselves being forced back to the very Institute where the whole thing had started. Knowing he’d needed to see a doctor, he made sure he went and had his shoulder set and a cast put on his forearm immediately when they returned. 

He’d spent the first hour checking on Keller, before the medics had him transferred out to a nearby hospital. The rest of the time was spent with him grabbing a change of clothes, a towel, and his pillow. After a lengthy shower he went down to find the Professor’s office. Blinds closed and door blocked with a filing cabinet, Scott slept the next 20 hours on the couch found there.

It wasn’t like he was avoiding someone, no not at all.

When he finally got up, his hunger and thirst reaching near unbearable levels, he exits the room, only to run right into Jean.

“Oh uh.... hey?” he greets, trying to pat down his obviously matted hair.

[emcraldoath]

Scott charges down the hallway, nearly losing his footing as he rounds the corner and hits the stairwell. He takes the steps two at a time, pushing off from the corner to turn and enter down on the observation level. He uses his keycard, tapping to enter the restricted floor.

In moments he finds himself at the door of Jean Grey, knocking and waiting for her to answer. In his hand he's clenching a file, holding onto it as if his life depended on it. Or as if his clearance level depended on it, which it did.