I'm Scott Summers and yeah I always need to wear these sunglasses, thanks for asking.
My Future Plans
Going back home.
My Talents
A lot of things.
Favorite Books, Movies, Music, and Food
Stuff that doesn't suck.
My Ideal Partner
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Height
5'8"
Body Type
Lean, athletic build
Smokes
No
Drinks
No (mostly because underage)
Drugs
No
Sign
Libra
Education
Xavier's Institute
Occupation
Student
Income
None
Children
No
Pets
No
Hobbies
Normal things
[This has been a message too long in the making. Loki feels ridiculous for taking so long to apologize and hopefully set the record straight, but he also doesn’t really know what to say. But, as they say, the start of a new year is the best time to try and start fresh.]
Hello,
I have been meaning to message you for some time but for once in my life, have been uncertain as to what to say. But that is only an excuse and I am trying to start this year off better.
So, my apologies for how I acted when we met a few months ago. I was not myself and I wish you to know that I would not normally act that way. Not anymore. I know you do not remember me, so I understand if you have no desire to speak with me again, but it felt wrong to not say something.
[Scott's honestly surprised to see this message from Loki. He, of course, hadn't forgotten about that day, and a part of him can't stop the rising anxiety as he hears from him again, but... he can admit that he also acted out of line. Sort of. Okay, so he still mostly blames the other man for most of what happened, but he knows he could've handled it better.
He thought that Loki would never try to reach out to him after that whole incident, but here's this message, directly addressing him. Apologizing.
Should he ignore it? He could, but that feels like a coward's approach.]
You were influenced by all that monster stuff, right? It's fine. I don't hold it against you or anything. So, um, apology accepted.
Not quite... Just that there is more than one demon named "Orthrus" that looks identical to the one you saw. Ones of the same race and name are interchangable, just like theres a bunch of Shisa's or Garm's or Jack Frost's.
As for how I became a demon, I had to kill the other Bel demons and then absorb their powers. Then I had to give up my humanity and soul.
[Scott's smiling so stupidly at the watch though......]
thanks. just want to do right by them, you know? [Don't want to see any of them dead. Raven said that only she and Hank are left from the original X-Men and....... it feels bad if he thinks about it for long.]
[ half-hearted as it is, this isn't the first time he's whined about it and it won't be the last. not until he hits seven complaints. for symbolism. seven roller coaster rides in a row and the trials of giant plushie acquisition? the mind was willing but the body was weak.
though he feels better now that they've been sat in the ferris wheel long enough for its slow rotations to feel the same as sitting in an idling car. a really comfortable idling car, with a seat big enough for yosuke, scott, and the giant plush toy sat between them.
yosuke still hasn't figured out exactly what the plush is but that's okay. its face is inoffensively cute, though its round ears remind him of someone… which is why yosuke's arm rests atop its head, as if he's bodily petting it (or giving it a noogie).
at least now he has the presence of mind to offer scott his pick of their snacks. just the two: tri-coloured dango threaded together on its red string hanging from one hand, blushy-face patterned chocolate-covered banana sat on a stick in the other. he holds them up above the plush's head. instead of saying here, take one, he says, ]
Oh God, now I'm seeing stars from the fourth ride. Remind me to never do one of your challenges ever again.
[Scott would never do something as petty as forcing his friend to ride the same ride seven times in a row because of some prior challenge that he ended up failing on. Nope. Of course not. He just promised Yosuke that this is the actual way for someone to experience the carnival, because you have to get sick or else what is the point!! Okay, it might be a little bit of revenge, but Scott is definitely having fun-- even leaning against his friend at certain points because his world is a bit wobbly still.
It's nice. Scott even laughing a few times without care, especially when he hears Yosuke complain about the roller coaster. And after all that, after winning a giant stuffed plushie... it is honestly nice to just sit and relax with his friend. Actually enjoy this slower paced thing that they got going on, instead of going from one challenge to the next. Less of that upfront stupid teen behavior... even though it was fun being like that.
But leaning against the plush, Scott looks up when he sees the snacks offered above its head and he reaches up to take the dango. He's never tried something like this before, but sure, why not. He's actually in a mood for that today. Maybe because of Yosuke? First time they really spent a lot of time together since the virtual reality thing. It's nice though.]
But now you can tell everyone that you had a true carnival experience. This isn't a day you'll ever forget. [Uh, because of the rides, really.]
[While he hadn't been down to the gym Talon himself yet, Akihiko had talked about it and tried to drag him enough times that he knows exactly where it is. A strange first stop for a date, but he and Scott had decided that they were going to kick each other's asses first and foremost.
Classic teenage boy dates.
When Scott walks in, he lifts his head in acknowledgement, arms unfolding as he stands up from where he'd been leaning on the wall. Despite it supposedly being a date, Shinjiro definitely did not take any effort to dress up or out of the ordinary- Just a dark, neutral colour sweater and some jeans. Besides, it's also a fight, so why do anything fancy?
He lifts a hand to scratch at the pale mark on the side of his neck, going ahead and asking:]
[Is Scott just a little bit excited to shove Shinjiro to the ground spar with Shinjiro? Yeah, of course. That's probably the easiest thing to admit, because he likes it-- likes training against new people and see how he stacks against others. Oh, sure, it sucks when he loses, but it's a good reminder about how much he still needs to prepare, how much he needs to be better if he's going to lead the X-Men someday.
Definitely a weird first date though. Scott's aware enough to admit that. Hell, he sometimes feels like the normal one amongst some of his friends. Sometimes a funny feeling since he shoots lasers out of his eyes. But in a way, not unfamiliar either. He's kind of the most... 'normal' person of his team back home. It's fine, they're going to have a burgers and arcade after this, and that's completely normal.
Still, a sharp little grin is sent Shinjiro's way as the other teen greets him. He notices his current dress, something that is pretty ordinary, and he rolls his eyes.]
Seriously man? You're gonna go to our date dressed in sweaty clothes after this?
[He's wearing a gray shirt with sweats, but that's mostly because he's also carrying a bag over his shoulders that has a change of clothes-- jeans and a red t-shirt, nothing too special, but won't be drenched in sweat!!]
But sure, how about no powers this time? So, don't knock my glasses off.
[It’s the only verbal response Loki gives, at least for now. It wouldn’t surprise him if Scott did it, it’s not completely out of character by any means. And it would mean that Scott was naked in front of him, something Loki definitely wouldn’t mind. But as Scott leans up towards him, Loki thinks this isn’t so bad either.
He leans down, indeed closing the distance, but just before they kiss, he pauses, coming up just short. He’ll wait until Scott reacts in some way before fully closing the distances, anything to keep him just a little off balance. Loki is unsure why, but he really enjoys keeping Scott on his toes.]
[They're so close... the moment getting his eyes to flicker shut for a few seconds as he expects to feel the god's lips against his own. It'll probably be nice, right? Something worth waiting for.
And he waits. And waits.
But instead of feeling the warmth of his lips against his own, he feels nothing and Scott's eyes snap to catch the way Loki is almost smirking down at him-- and this asshole. His cheeks flush red at the tease and Scott's hands immediately grapple his shirt so that he can forcefully pull him down into an all demanding kiss-- one that has Scott's lips already parted while trying to claim the god's as his own.
No longer sweet and slow, just a teen wanting to bite back now.]
[ that alone isn't the surprising part to him. in spite of his preference for finding some flaw, moral conundrum, or general annoyance to pick at like a pock on the skin — especially when it comes to a hotheaded, human thing like Scott Summers — Getou is socially aware, engaging, curious. he plies Scott with questions about the safer parts of his stay in the Golden Peacock, what he likes to eat and drink, the kind of music he listens to. he smiles and laughs at his jokes, and for a little while, some of that miasma of dour sadness seems to part and let the sun in. once he'd agreed to go with his weapons down, drawbridge lowered, and portcullis raised, it was an inevitability. ]
[ not surprising — because Getou is a good liar. ]
[ an orgasm or two between them doesn't hurt. neither does being handsome: smartly dressed, hair half-down, alluring. when they fight over control of the crane games and Scott bests him at the first round of Skee Ball, heated looks are his trophies for winning. the best part of being competitive is being both winner and loser can feel good. ]
[ what is surprising is that, at some point, he thinks he genuinely might be having fun. the brick-by-slow-brick foundation Scott has lain since their first terse encounter have begun to begrudgingly pay off. for a moment of cynic disquiet, he wonders if Gojou put him up to this. ]
[ now, as Scott insists on walking him back to his suite "like a gentleman", prizes stuffed under arms and a half-eaten churro in one hand (he rarely seems to finish his food), he wonders if all of the answers to his unspoken questions for the night will become self-evident. their chatter has died down as they enter an empty elevator, floor-to-ceiling mirrors, and Getou thinks for a moment it might be a good place to kiss him. he doesn't, but the tension lingers in the air, in swiftly exchanged-and-broken glances. ]
[ the door dings open and he doesn't immediately move. ]
I'm down there, toward the right. [ cinnamon sugar clings to his thumb as he drops the dessert into a trash can they pass. he sucks it off of the webbing between his fingers as they head down the hall. ] I didn't actually think I'd have fun, you know.
[Maybe surprising in all this is just how normal Scott was throughout their date. There might be some slight exaggeration on his end, but there's no denying the fact that it was pretty easy for him to slot in that role and have fun. Laughing and answering Getou's questions about the stuff he likes, teasing him in return, made all the more easier with the other teen actually acting like he's having a good time too instead of them having those tense conversations.
Scott doesn't dress as formally as Getou, although he at least puts on a nicer blue button up shirt and black pants, instead of his usual jeans, which probably made it all the funnier when they bitched at each other at the arcade. It felt good though, that kind of arguing and poking, like the normal kind of teasing teens would have. It's really a good look on Getou as well, him acting like this. Scott thinks he might actually be pretty cute in that way.
So, maybe even surprising to him, this date was nice. Fun. Scott smiling at Getou as they walk down the hall with a couple of his own stuffed animals under his arm-- although.]
Dude, you could've saved that churro for later. [But it's already in the trash and Scott isn't going to make that much of a deal out of it, because.] Wow, really? Didn't think you'd have fun with me? Rude.
[There's a slight bump of his shoulder against Getou's, but it's playful. Still teasing.] But yeah, I had fun. We should do this again. You don't look half bad when you're like this.
In any other reality, Dodger would probably feel something about meeting up in a training room for something that is almost certainly going to turn sexual. But it's the Golden Peacock, and after two months he's just stopped caring. There are no consequences, it's actively encouraged, and that's the only thing that would have actually given him pause before.
Unsurprisingly he's teleporting into the training room in Talon, still adjusting fresh bandages on his wrists because it just made sense to swipe some new ones from Broken Wing on the way over. To the outside observer it looks like embers floated through the wall, followed by a burst of flames that form into Dodger's shape - flashy, but he does it so often he genuinely forgets that it might startle people. And the flames are still dissipating when he greets Scott with a lazy salute.]
[Scott was just waiting around at the training room, mostly adjusting his visor one last time and making sure that it's in its normal 'standard' mode before they possibly go into the more dangerous options. Really, he hasn't fully practiced these extra settings with anyone and he wasn't lying about feeling sort of apprehensive about it, but... he's glad for the help too. If he wants to use his visor and understand it, he needs to know every setting.
It just feels important.
As such, he wants to say he's prepared for all this-- though the young man can't stop himself from startling just slightly when Dodger teleports right into the room in a flash of fire. A different style of teleporting compared to Kurt, more flames and less of that 'smoke,' not to mention that it's been a while since he's been around a teleporter. Though with that initial surprise fading, it's also a reminder that once again, he isn't alone anymore.
Dodger is a mutant like him... so he raises one hand in greeting, Scott dressed in a plain white t-shirt and blue training pants.]
Not too long. [A small tilt of his head, a small smile appearing briefly.] Though it feels kind of sad I had to wait at all given that you can teleport to places.
[One good thing about his visor? Once he finds the 'correct' mode, he doesn't have to worry about it switching to one of the weird ones that aren't part of his... 'normal' stuff. So it should just be happy blasting when Haru gets here. It makes Scott definitely less anxious or awkward, because he's mostly comfortable with using his regular powers and it's just the extra stuff that he's trying to navigate around still. Yeah, he doesn't want to mess up-- he wants to be dependable at a time like this, especially with Haru dealing with the loss of her teammates.
But with his visor squarely on his face and the teen dressed in simple training clothes, mostly a plain shirt and sweatpants, he raises a hand to Haru in greeting as she walks in.]
Hey Haru. [Small beat.] Pretty cool, right?
[He taps the side of his visor. She might also notice that there's some targets already ready to blast or hit on the other side of the wall, along with a couple of training dummies nearby.]
[ haru's wearing a cat-print dress and overall seems... morose as she approaches. for obvious reasons. but she does smile when she sees scott -- always happy to see a friend, and her smile grows as she sees his visor ]
My! It's quite stylish.
It seems you're all set up already. Would you like to demonstrate its power for me?
[ she has to admit she's a little excited for this, despite present circumstances ]
[Sure he was mostly bird brained when she returned, but he didn't forget. No. Guess the thing he was most afraid of was him imagining all that but she's actually back. She's no longer a cold statue.
The response is almost immediate.]
look at that my schedule suddenly cleared. yeah of course.
[At some point around midnight, Dodger knocks on Scott's door and disappears before he can answer. In his wake he leaves behind a small gift on the ground.
The wrapping paper is decent, but poorly wrapped around a circular shape. Inside is a metal pin in the shape of the X-Men logo, painted with acrylic paint. It's not in a box or anything, just loose in the paper. Some fingerprints in the metal betray that it was made by hand.
A note is attached - Don't know what this is, but I had a memory bleed and I think you'd want it. Merry Christmas. --Dodger]
[It doesn't take much to figure out who the present is from.
Those hard feelings of things being possibly bad in his timeline are still there, but he takes the pin for what it is-- maybe assuming that this is Dodger's way of encouraging him still no matter what. To keep fighting and don't give up. He likes it and he's going to wear the pin a lot.]
[Sitting outside his door is a smart-looking folded box of black board sealed with string looped about a stylish orange faux gem clasp. A note is stuck under the lid. Tucked within orange packing paper, a certain gray block of a machine aptly named the BoyToy has been loaded with several older games (see: tetris, super mario land, pokemon red/blue, link's awakening, metroid 2, etc) for instant play, relying on both wired plugin and batteries. Took a fair bit of research for him to find out what was popular back in Scott's time. The teen's over a decade "behind" him in general timeline. Of course the peacock had to tweak things, so Scott might find a naughty 8-bit game sitting inside... There's also several sets of neat ovular mirrors with dark backing, which can be hung or stuck on walls or doors, and a large chunk of ruby quartz (or whatever the resort's stand-in material is) on a stand. Once set up, they'll give Scott a way to practice bank shots in his room without hopefully damaging his stuff. Custom order, but Aces can get away with that kind of stuff.]
I hate saying I'm glad people are stuck in this shithole with me, but I'm glad you're here with me. If you weren't, my life would've been a lot worse. I won't be able to repay you for saving me that night, Shades. Thanks for reaching out to me and staying by my side until I was better. Having someone here close to my age, with superpowers like my world, who knows what it's like to be a hero, makes me feel better. I like spending time with you, kicking your ass when we spar, fucking you until you're breathless, and winning when you get snarky. Someday, I wanna meet you in the future and see what kind of leader to the X-Men you've become. Don't ever let either of us down, Shades. Or I'll fucking murder you.
[Bakugo giving him stuff that appeals to his more 'normal' side and his training side... it really means a whole lot to him. The 'Gameboy' is definitely going to be used right away and though his room is small, he's definitely going to figure out a way to format stuff so that he can practice using his powers even in his room. It's much appreciated.
His letter makes him both snort and smile, but when he sees Bakugo next, he might just have to tug him into a fierce sort of kiss.]
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Hello,
I have been meaning to message you for some time but for once in my life, have been uncertain as to what to say. But that is only an excuse and I am trying to start this year off better.
So, my apologies for how I acted when we met a few months ago. I was not myself and I wish you to know that I would not normally act that way.
Not anymore.I know you do not remember me, so I understand if you have no desire to speak with me again, but it felt wrong to not say something.
-Loki
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He thought that Loki would never try to reach out to him after that whole incident, but here's this message, directly addressing him. Apologizing.
Should he ignore it? He could, but that feels like a coward's approach.]
You were influenced by all that monster stuff, right? It's fine. I don't hold it against you or anything. So, um, apology accepted.
I f’ed up that strike out SO BAD sorry!
no worries! i gotchu
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@Kazuya
yeah. i understand where you're getting at. it's important to remember who we were before.
and i heard people like scars anyway.
[Does Kazuya really need a reminder? He seems pretty chill and everything... but it's clear that it's important to him.]
so you're basically saying most demons are interchangeable? kind of rude man :p as the king of demons.
but speaking of which... how did you become a demon?
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As for how I became a demon, I had to kill the other Bel demons and then absorb their powers. Then I had to give up my humanity and soul.
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closes my eyes every time i have to talk about the bible in a thread w/ kazuya.
the true lesson from the bible
🔐
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@Akira
wow. nice one, man.
[Scott's smiling so stupidly at the watch though......]
thanks. just want to do right by them, you know? [Don't want to see any of them dead. Raven said that only she and Hank are left from the original X-Men and....... it feels bad if he thinks about it for long.]
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what was your team like back home?
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@Prompto
a blast. uh-huh.
[He wonders if Prompto did that on purpose, but Scott huffs a laugh anyway.]
bring a ton of snacks. and if you want, i could show you other things i can blow up. been using the training rooms at the talon for that.
@Bakugo
[What the hell, he'll just say it upfront.]
so you're saying that you don't want me to massage you? you seemed to enjoy it last time in the showers.
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I SAID "IF I FEEL LIKE IT"!!
[that's a "yes" to the massage by the way.]
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"Genocide"...
Did I say that?
[ look sometimes you just have a bad day ]
I guess I did.
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glad you remember. great. if you're planning on bringing it again, don't. just saying that now.
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@dragonlord
[ well hello to you too ]
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didn't realize it was a big secret.
also he's your best friend, isn't he? that's what he said anyway.
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wb! good luck recovering~ ;w;
ty!! ;=;
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(action) — july 2025 tdm
( log. )
Dude, I'm still seeing stars from the third ride.
[ half-hearted as it is, this isn't the first time he's whined about it and it won't be the last. not until he hits seven complaints. for symbolism. seven roller coaster rides in a row and the trials of giant plushie acquisition? the mind was willing but the body was weak.
though he feels better now that they've been sat in the ferris wheel long enough for its slow rotations to feel the same as sitting in an idling car. a really comfortable idling car, with a seat big enough for yosuke, scott, and the giant plush toy sat between them.
yosuke still hasn't figured out exactly what the plush is but that's okay. its face is inoffensively cute, though its round ears remind him of someone… which is why yosuke's arm rests atop its head, as if he's bodily petting it (or giving it a noogie).
at least now he has the presence of mind to offer scott his pick of their snacks. just the two: tri-coloured dango threaded together on its red string hanging from one hand, blushy-face patterned chocolate-covered banana sat on a stick in the other. he holds them up above the plush's head. instead of saying here, take one, he says, ]
Oh God, now I'm seeing stars from the fourth ride. Remind me to never do one of your challenges ever again.
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It's nice. Scott even laughing a few times without care, especially when he hears Yosuke complain about the roller coaster. And after all that, after winning a giant stuffed plushie... it is honestly nice to just sit and relax with his friend. Actually enjoy this slower paced thing that they got going on, instead of going from one challenge to the next. Less of that upfront stupid teen behavior... even though it was fun being like that.
But leaning against the plush, Scott looks up when he sees the snacks offered above its head and he reaches up to take the dango. He's never tried something like this before, but sure, why not. He's actually in a mood for that today. Maybe because of Yosuke? First time they really spent a lot of time together since the virtual reality thing. It's nice though.]
But now you can tell everyone that you had a true carnival experience. This isn't a day you'll ever forget. [Uh, because of the rides, really.]
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text; un: cerberus
It seems my lack of hobbies truly has me in a predicament that filling my time is sometimes an arduous affair.
text; un: cyclops
sure, just be prepared to lose. :p
but i'll show you around the different games.
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ACTION -> Date Auction Follow-up.
Classic teenage boy dates.
When Scott walks in, he lifts his head in acknowledgement, arms unfolding as he stands up from where he'd been leaning on the wall. Despite it supposedly being a date, Shinjiro definitely did not take any effort to dress up or out of the ordinary- Just a dark, neutral colour sweater and some jeans. Besides, it's also a fight, so why do anything fancy?
He lifts a hand to scratch at the pale mark on the side of his neck, going ahead and asking:]
Hey. You got any rules in mind?
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shove Shinjiro to the groundspar with Shinjiro? Yeah, of course. That's probably the easiest thing to admit, because he likes it-- likes training against new people and see how he stacks against others. Oh, sure, it sucks when he loses, but it's a good reminder about how much he still needs to prepare, how much he needs to be better if he's going to lead the X-Men someday.Definitely a weird first date though. Scott's aware enough to admit that. Hell, he sometimes feels like the normal one amongst some of his friends. Sometimes a funny feeling since he shoots lasers out of his eyes. But in a way, not unfamiliar either. He's kind of the most... 'normal' person of his team back home. It's fine, they're going to have a burgers and arcade after this, and that's completely normal.
Still, a sharp little grin is sent Shinjiro's way as the other teen greets him. He notices his current dress, something that is pretty ordinary, and he rolls his eyes.]
Seriously man? You're gonna go to our date dressed in sweaty clothes after this?
[He's wearing a gray shirt with sweats, but that's mostly because he's also carrying a bag over his shoulders that has a change of clothes-- jeans and a red t-shirt, nothing too special, but won't be drenched in sweat!!]
But sure, how about no powers this time? So, don't knock my glasses off.
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Escaping Captcha Hell.
Hmmm…
[It’s the only verbal response Loki gives, at least for now. It wouldn’t surprise him if Scott did it, it’s not completely out of character by any means. And it would mean that Scott was naked in front of him, something Loki definitely wouldn’t mind. But as Scott leans up towards him, Loki thinks this isn’t so bad either.
He leans down, indeed closing the distance, but just before they kiss, he pauses, coming up just short. He’ll wait until Scott reacts in some way before fully closing the distances, anything to keep him just a little off balance. Loki is unsure why, but he really enjoys keeping Scott on his toes.]
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And he waits. And waits.
But instead of feeling the warmth of his lips against his own, he feels nothing and Scott's eyes snap to catch the way Loki is almost smirking down at him-- and this asshole. His cheeks flush red at the tease and Scott's hands immediately grapple his shirt so that he can forcefully pull him down into an all demanding kiss-- one that has Scott's lips already parted while trying to claim the god's as his own.
No longer sweet and slow, just a teen wanting to bite back now.]
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[ that alone isn't the surprising part to him. in spite of his preference for finding some flaw, moral conundrum, or general annoyance to pick at like a pock on the skin — especially when it comes to a hotheaded, human thing like Scott Summers — Getou is socially aware, engaging, curious. he plies Scott with questions about the safer parts of his stay in the Golden Peacock, what he likes to eat and drink, the kind of music he listens to. he smiles and laughs at his jokes, and for a little while, some of that miasma of dour sadness seems to part and let the sun in. once he'd agreed to go with his weapons down, drawbridge lowered, and portcullis raised, it was an inevitability. ]
[ not surprising — because Getou is a good liar. ]
[ an orgasm or two between them doesn't hurt. neither does being handsome: smartly dressed, hair half-down, alluring. when they fight over control of the crane games and Scott bests him at the first round of Skee Ball, heated looks are his trophies for winning. the best part of being competitive is being both winner and loser can feel good. ]
[ what is surprising is that, at some point, he thinks he genuinely might be having fun. the brick-by-slow-brick foundation Scott has lain since their first terse encounter have begun to begrudgingly pay off. for a moment of cynic disquiet, he wonders if Gojou put him up to this. ]
[ now, as Scott insists on walking him back to his suite "like a gentleman", prizes stuffed under arms and a half-eaten churro in one hand (he rarely seems to finish his food), he wonders if all of the answers to his unspoken questions for the night will become self-evident. their chatter has died down as they enter an empty elevator, floor-to-ceiling mirrors, and Getou thinks for a moment it might be a good place to kiss him. he doesn't, but the tension lingers in the air, in swiftly exchanged-and-broken glances. ]
[ the door dings open and he doesn't immediately move. ]
I'm down there, toward the right. [ cinnamon sugar clings to his thumb as he drops the dessert into a trash can they pass. he sucks it off of the webbing between his fingers as they head down the hall. ] I didn't actually think I'd have fun, you know.
[ this from the guy who wants a smooch ]
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Scott doesn't dress as formally as Getou, although he at least puts on a nicer blue button up shirt and black pants, instead of his usual jeans, which probably made it all the funnier when they bitched at each other at the arcade. It felt good though, that kind of arguing and poking, like the normal kind of teasing teens would have. It's really a good look on Getou as well, him acting like this. Scott thinks he might actually be pretty cute in that way.
So, maybe even surprising to him, this date was nice. Fun. Scott smiling at Getou as they walk down the hall with a couple of his own stuffed animals under his arm-- although.]
Dude, you could've saved that churro for later. [But it's already in the trash and Scott isn't going to make that much of a deal out of it, because.] Wow, really? Didn't think you'd have fun with me? Rude.
[There's a slight bump of his shoulder against Getou's, but it's playful. Still teasing.] But yeah, I had fun. We should do this again. You don't look half bad when you're like this.
[He means cute, really.]
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In any other reality, Dodger would probably feel something about meeting up in a training room for something that is almost certainly going to turn sexual. But it's the Golden Peacock, and after two months he's just stopped caring. There are no consequences, it's actively encouraged, and that's the only thing that would have actually given him pause before.
Unsurprisingly he's teleporting into the training room in Talon, still adjusting fresh bandages on his wrists because it just made sense to swipe some new ones from Broken Wing on the way over. To the outside observer it looks like embers floated through the wall, followed by a burst of flames that form into Dodger's shape - flashy, but he does it so often he genuinely forgets that it might startle people. And the flames are still dissipating when he greets Scott with a lazy salute.]
Hey. Didn't wait long, did you?
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It just feels important.
As such, he wants to say he's prepared for all this-- though the young man can't stop himself from startling just slightly when Dodger teleports right into the room in a flash of fire. A different style of teleporting compared to Kurt, more flames and less of that 'smoke,' not to mention that it's been a while since he's been around a teleporter. Though with that initial surprise fading, it's also a reminder that once again, he isn't alone anymore.
Dodger is a mutant like him... so he raises one hand in greeting, Scott dressed in a plain white t-shirt and blue training pants.]
Not too long. [A small tilt of his head, a small smile appearing briefly.] Though it feels kind of sad I had to wait at all given that you can teleport to places.
[A teleporter being late to stuff seems funny.]
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[One good thing about his visor? Once he finds the 'correct' mode, he doesn't have to worry about it switching to one of the weird ones that aren't part of his... 'normal' stuff. So it should just be happy blasting when Haru gets here. It makes Scott definitely less anxious or awkward, because he's mostly comfortable with using his regular powers and it's just the extra stuff that he's trying to navigate around still. Yeah, he doesn't want to mess up-- he wants to be dependable at a time like this, especially with Haru dealing with the loss of her teammates.
But with his visor squarely on his face and the teen dressed in simple training clothes, mostly a plain shirt and sweatpants, he raises a hand to Haru in greeting as she walks in.]
Hey Haru. [Small beat.] Pretty cool, right?
[He taps the side of his visor. She might also notice that there's some targets already ready to blast or hit on the other side of the wall, along with a couple of training dummies nearby.]
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My! It's quite stylish.
It seems you're all set up already. Would you like to demonstrate its power for me?
[ she has to admit she's a little excited for this, despite present circumstances ]
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un: great explosion murder god dynamight
un: cyclops
but sure, what's up?
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un: nami
un: cyclops
The response is almost immediate.]
look at that my schedule suddenly cleared. yeah of course.
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[not here]
The wrapping paper is decent, but poorly wrapped around a circular shape. Inside is a metal pin in the shape of the X-Men logo, painted with acrylic paint. It's not in a box or anything, just loose in the paper. Some fingerprints in the metal betray that it was made by hand.
A note is attached - Don't know what this is, but I had a memory bleed and I think you'd want it. Merry Christmas. --Dodger]
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Those hard feelings of things being possibly bad in his timeline are still there, but he takes the pin for what it is-- maybe assuming that this is Dodger's way of encouraging him still no matter what. To keep fighting and don't give up. He likes it and he's going to wear the pin a lot.]
December 25th, this morning~
aptly named the BoyToyhas been loaded with several older games (see: tetris, super mario land, pokemon red/blue, link's awakening, metroid 2, etc) for instant play, relying on both wired plugin and batteries. Took a fair bit of research for him to find out what was popular back in Scott's time. The teen's over a decade "behind" him in general timeline. Of course the peacock had to tweak things, so Scott might find a naughty 8-bit game sitting inside... There's also several sets of neat ovular mirrors with dark backing, which can be hung or stuck on walls or doors, and a large chunk of ruby quartz (or whatever the resort's stand-in material is) on a stand. Once set up, they'll give Scott a way to practice bank shots in his room withouthopefullydamaging his stuff. Custom order, but Aces can get away with that kind of stuff.]no subject
His letter makes him both snort and smile, but when he sees Bakugo next, he might just have to tug him into a fierce sort of kiss.]
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