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
[He's satisfied to see Dodger tearing into the bread. Maybe a little inconsiderate of him since he's well-aware of the other mutant's taste issues, but also he doesn't want him to just have alcohol settling in his stomach. That's bad, right? He's pretty sure he listened enough to health class to remember that much.
For a moment, he feels content again. Yeah yeah, his emotions are sort of all over the place, but sue him. At least he's doing a good job keeping most of it in-- hopefully. It helps that the sun room is one of his favorite places in his suite, it having a sort of greenhouse design that leads to the 'outside.' There's a good visual of the backyard just from peering through the glass tempered walls.
He's sitting, one leg crossed and the other propped up, with the teen leaning against it and his posture doesn't change when he hears that question.]
Oh, you didn't know? Some guests are turned into statues. I don't know why.
[Which... seems like something Esikko would know, but he never heard about it when Kirma disappeared. Makes him wonder if there really wasn't anything underneath all the hate, Esikko really stopped thinking about him as soon as he was gone.
Dodger pushes that thought aside before he can reach its logical conclusion.]
...You ever seen anyone actually leave? I mean, not been able to find their statue anywhere?
[He didn't hear about it for a while either; it's probably not an easy topic to discuss. Okay, it definitely isn't, but now that it's out in the open... he has no reason to hold back this information.]
But no, at least, not that I'm aware of. It's hard to confirm something like that, you know? Things always move around in this place. Besides, even if their statue isn't here, it doesn't mean they're back home.
[Maybe the House took them. Or the resort just ate them in some way. It almost sounds kind of dumb in his head, but he's also ready to hear the most batshit crazy theories when it comes to this place.]
[Hard to prove something doesn't exist, more so than proving something does. Especially with how many places the resort could be hiding statues.
For the first time since shows up, Dodger feels a little guilty about wanting other people from his world to show up here.]
Well, if the resort had a use for them or- I don't know, was eating them, they probably wouldn't be turning into statues. Can't imagine they're useful like that. So... maybe it's just their bodies getting stuck there. Consciously, they're heading back.
[He doesn't know, he's fully bullshitting, but that seems better than his actual assumption. Which is that the statues are, in some way, a better way of storing people for whatever the resort needs them for. Maybe a way to store people who misbehave in a way it doesn't like.]
[Although, if they do head back without their body, how would that work?? It's kind of weird to think about, but he also knows that they're just talking theories and shit. No one knows what really happens, it seems.]
Maybe it just creates statues of people that have left somehow, just because they want that reminder of the guest that made it out. And then... later pull them back when it wants to, I guess.
[Kind of a shitty thought though. Like even if you manage to leave, you can get pulled right back in. Although if that's the case... wouldn't people remember how they managed to make it out in the first place?] It is kind of odd though, right? That it would turn random people into statues, even ones that were having sex and everything.
Maybe. I'm guessing no one's tried breaking one of the statues, right?
[He might try it himself later on. He doesn't recognize any of the statues he has seen around, so he doesn't feel anything in particular about possibly injuring the person inside of it.]
Not that odd. My suit acts up all the time, even when I'm having sex. Seems like when you play along, it just wants more.
[It's almost like Dodger is here as a very specific punishment for everything about his own behavior.]
[He knows where this is going and so he can't help but send Dodger a small look from beyond his sunglasses. That's kind of like killing someone, right? Well, they don't know for sure, but....] Or I guess like. Do something small that can easily be healed. I'd be pissed if I came back to normal here, but I was missing a limb.
[Also why is Dodger's suit acting up all the time?? He doubts the other mutant knows, but.]
Okay, first, did you piss off the resort or something? And second, turning one of their guests into a statue kind of prevents the whole sex thing. That's what I was getting at.
[He's absolutely going to break off a limb. It's just... much easier to do that than be left wondering. Besides, if Broken Wing was able to bring Esikko back from being burnt alive they can probably reattach limbs.]
Not as far as I know. It's been like this since I got here. Not like it matters, I'd be fucking this much anyway, but it's a pain in the ass to explain to people.
[Lucky that he's sleeping at Henry's every night, and they can keep the suit semi-calm by fucking like rabbits all the time.]
...Maybe the resort can't control it. Like... it's a disease or something.
[He's not sure if he fully believes Dodger about that, but he just sighs and leaves it alone for now. Maybe him getting distracted by a statue is better than him focusing on Esikko-- yeah that's definitely better. Hopefully this doesn't lead to Dodger getting punished though by the House or whatever, he'd feel responsible for that.]
Well, that sucks. I really haven't heard of a suit that's... always active like that.
[MORE FROWNING but at least this time is more in concern for Dodger. This is something abnormal and it's affecting a fellow mutant so of course he has to think about. At least this feels more clear cut than everything else.]
Too bad we can't just call the House or whatever and ask. [...] Maybe that lady that runs the Red Cardinal would know more. [Small snort.] Sometimes I wonder how helpful telepathy would be in a place like this.
It's been like this since I showed up. And no one else has ever heard of it either... usually whatever people come in with fades after a while, right?
[He is nodding along to the rest, even though he doubts the staff is actually going to tell them much of anything. Although the bit about telepathy makes him grimace.]
I'd rather waste my whole life spinning my wheels here than deal with a telepath. Lucky you don't have it or I wouldn't talk to you.
[Although he says 'lucky' like he knows how subjective that is.]
[He's definitely going to be thinking about this more later!! HE CARES OKAY-- also it would be nice to point the blame on his suit more than Dodger himself for some of his shitty behavior.]
What's wrong with telepaths?
[...Okay, he could think of a couple reasons why Dodger wouldn't want someone to read through his thoughts, because the older mutant is a little more of a bastard than he initially lets on. But look, he's figured that out and he's not a telepath. Would he still be wanting to be around him if he knew more about Dodger's less than pleasant side in the beginning?
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For a moment, he feels content again. Yeah yeah, his emotions are sort of all over the place, but sue him. At least he's doing a good job keeping most of it in-- hopefully. It helps that the sun room is one of his favorite places in his suite, it having a sort of greenhouse design that leads to the 'outside.' There's a good visual of the backyard just from peering through the glass tempered walls.
He's sitting, one leg crossed and the other propped up, with the teen leaning against it and his posture doesn't change when he hears that question.]
Oh, you didn't know? Some guests are turned into statues. I don't know why.
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No, no one told me that.
[Which... seems like something Esikko would know, but he never heard about it when Kirma disappeared. Makes him wonder if there really wasn't anything underneath all the hate, Esikko really stopped thinking about him as soon as he was gone.
Dodger pushes that thought aside before he can reach its logical conclusion.]
...You ever seen anyone actually leave? I mean, not been able to find their statue anywhere?
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[He didn't hear about it for a while either; it's probably not an easy topic to discuss. Okay, it definitely isn't, but now that it's out in the open... he has no reason to hold back this information.]
But no, at least, not that I'm aware of. It's hard to confirm something like that, you know? Things always move around in this place. Besides, even if their statue isn't here, it doesn't mean they're back home.
[Maybe the House took them. Or the resort just ate them in some way. It almost sounds kind of dumb in his head, but he's also ready to hear the most batshit crazy theories when it comes to this place.]
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[Hard to prove something doesn't exist, more so than proving something does. Especially with how many places the resort could be hiding statues.
For the first time since shows up, Dodger feels a little guilty about wanting other people from his world to show up here.]
Well, if the resort had a use for them or- I don't know, was eating them, they probably wouldn't be turning into statues. Can't imagine they're useful like that. So... maybe it's just their bodies getting stuck there. Consciously, they're heading back.
[He doesn't know, he's fully bullshitting, but that seems better than his actual assumption. Which is that the statues are, in some way, a better way of storing people for whatever the resort needs them for. Maybe a way to store people who misbehave in a way it doesn't like.]
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[Although, if they do head back without their body, how would that work?? It's kind of weird to think about, but he also knows that they're just talking theories and shit. No one knows what really happens, it seems.]
Maybe it just creates statues of people that have left somehow, just because they want that reminder of the guest that made it out. And then... later pull them back when it wants to, I guess.
[Kind of a shitty thought though. Like even if you manage to leave, you can get pulled right back in. Although if that's the case... wouldn't people remember how they managed to make it out in the first place?] It is kind of odd though, right? That it would turn random people into statues, even ones that were having sex and everything.
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[He might try it himself later on. He doesn't recognize any of the statues he has seen around, so he doesn't feel anything in particular about possibly injuring the person inside of it.]
Not that odd. My suit acts up all the time, even when I'm having sex. Seems like when you play along, it just wants more.
[It's almost like Dodger is here as a very specific punishment for everything about his own behavior.]
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[He knows where this is going and so he can't help but send Dodger a small look from beyond his sunglasses. That's kind of like killing someone, right? Well, they don't know for sure, but....] Or I guess like. Do something small that can easily be healed. I'd be pissed if I came back to normal here, but I was missing a limb.
[Also why is Dodger's suit acting up all the time?? He doubts the other mutant knows, but.]
Okay, first, did you piss off the resort or something? And second, turning one of their guests into a statue kind of prevents the whole sex thing. That's what I was getting at.
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[He's absolutely going to break off a limb. It's just... much easier to do that than be left wondering. Besides, if Broken Wing was able to bring Esikko back from being burnt alive they can probably reattach limbs.]
Not as far as I know. It's been like this since I got here. Not like it matters, I'd be fucking this much anyway, but it's a pain in the ass to explain to people.
[Lucky that he's sleeping at Henry's every night, and they can keep the suit semi-calm by fucking like rabbits all the time.]
...Maybe the resort can't control it. Like... it's a disease or something.
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Well, that sucks. I really haven't heard of a suit that's... always active like that.
[MORE FROWNING but at least this time is more in concern for Dodger. This is something abnormal and it's affecting a fellow mutant so of course he has to think about. At least this feels more clear cut than everything else.]
Too bad we can't just call the House or whatever and ask. [...] Maybe that lady that runs the Red Cardinal would know more. [Small snort.] Sometimes I wonder how helpful telepathy would be in a place like this.
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It's been like this since I showed up. And no one else has ever heard of it either... usually whatever people come in with fades after a while, right?
[He is nodding along to the rest, even though he doubts the staff is actually going to tell them much of anything. Although the bit about telepathy makes him grimace.]
I'd rather waste my whole life spinning my wheels here than deal with a telepath. Lucky you don't have it or I wouldn't talk to you.
[Although he says 'lucky' like he knows how subjective that is.]
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What's wrong with telepaths?
[...Okay, he could think of a couple reasons why Dodger wouldn't want someone to read through his thoughts, because the older mutant is a little more of a bastard than he initially lets on. But look, he's figured that out and he's not a telepath. Would he still be wanting to be around him if he knew more about Dodger's less than pleasant side in the beginning?
Probably. Right.]
My best friend back home is one.