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
...
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
[Probably not the best time to admit that, but... well.]
And- I sort of figured if you weren't pissed at me we could fuck around. Or something.
[The or something is tacked on belatedly, as if it's going to obscure the fact that fucking Scott was absolutely the whole thing he went in here expecting to get.]
[The only reason why he isn't giving Dodger a look right now is because he's too busy guiding him through his suite.]
Henry not around? I thought you'd rather be with him if you wanted to fuck. [Avoid the potential of a lecture and all that, but whatever. He lets out a small sigh, this time stopping briefly to look up at the older mutant. Once again, he's trying to hide most of his emotions-- his sunglasses really carrying most of the weight in that.]
So, you... really didn't come here because you needed my support otherwise?
[Briefly, the thought passes through Dodger's mind that he's got plenty of Henry's card, and now that Scott's apparently ranked up his card is much more useful. But he's got the good sense to keep that to himself, at least.]
I'm dating him, that doesn't mean I'm off the menu.
[Maybe bad wording, given... hmm. Dodger grimaces briefly, although he tries his best to straighten his expression when Scott looks at him.]
I- no, I'm not gonna just hang around when I need something. We're friends, right?
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[Probably not the best time to admit that, but... well.]
And- I sort of figured if you weren't pissed at me we could fuck around. Or something.
[The or something is tacked on belatedly, as if it's going to obscure the fact that fucking Scott was absolutely the whole thing he went in here expecting to get.]
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Henry not around? I thought you'd rather be with him if you wanted to fuck. [Avoid the potential of a lecture and all that, but whatever. He lets out a small sigh, this time stopping briefly to look up at the older mutant. Once again, he's trying to hide most of his emotions-- his sunglasses really carrying most of the weight in that.]
So, you... really didn't come here because you needed my support otherwise?
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I'm dating him, that doesn't mean I'm off the menu.
[Maybe bad wording, given... hmm. Dodger grimaces briefly, although he tries his best to straighten his expression when Scott looks at him.]
I- no, I'm not gonna just hang around when I need something. We're friends, right?