( It’s strange. It’s like… even before he woke from the psychic coma he’d placed himself into, somehow, deep down, some unconscious part of him knew Scott knew. Maybe some part of his mind had been listening. Maybe he’d simply felt it the moment he woke and had only clued in to what he was feeling after he’d felt more like himself and less groggy. Whatever the case, Scott knows their blood relation to one another — the extent of that he doesn’t know just yet — and that means… the cat’s out of the bag.
Great.
It’s only when he’s feeling better physically and telepathically — emotionally is a whole different ballgame right now — that he starts to really think about how to go about this. He’s not going to avoid him. He can’t. Well. He could as he certainly has the telepathic means to, but. Scott doesn't deserve that and he can’t bring himself to do that to him. Plus, he’s sure the other would hunt him down at some point. So. Yeah. This is a whole Thing now. Nice going, Julian. Although, he’s not even mad at the other mutant as he didn’t know to not really say anything and why would he when it’s something they all seem to know and deal with back on their Earth?
Whatever. Anyways. Nate’s outside, high in the sky, floating in his little telekinetic bubble as he often does when he wants to be away from everyone. Eyes shut, mind blocking out the noise, wishing Forge was here to help him with this; he’s been missing Forge a lot lately. The irony there when he considered the other mutant a father figure… and has an alternate version of his blood father here with him now. When he drops down it’s near Scott and he stands there. Quiet. Blue eyes matching the blue Scott had before his mutation kicked in and denied him ever being able to see without that visor and ruby quartz glasses again. So. Yeah. )
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Great.
It’s only when he’s feeling better physically and telepathically — emotionally is a whole different ballgame right now — that he starts to really think about how to go about this. He’s not going to avoid him. He can’t. Well. He could as he certainly has the telepathic means to, but. Scott doesn't deserve that and he can’t bring himself to do that to him. Plus, he’s sure the other would hunt him down at some point. So. Yeah. This is a whole Thing now. Nice going, Julian. Although, he’s not even mad at the other mutant as he didn’t know to not really say anything and why would he when it’s something they all seem to know and deal with back on their Earth?
Whatever. Anyways. Nate’s outside, high in the sky, floating in his little telekinetic bubble as he often does when he wants to be away from everyone. Eyes shut, mind blocking out the noise, wishing Forge was here to help him with this; he’s been missing Forge a lot lately. The irony there when he considered the other mutant a father figure… and has an alternate version of his blood father here with him now. When he drops down it’s near Scott and he stands there. Quiet. Blue eyes matching the blue Scott had before his mutation kicked in and denied him ever being able to see without that visor and ruby quartz glasses again. So. Yeah. )
Hey.
( That works, right? )
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Cable's gone. Thought I'd let you know.
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Look, okay? I don't hate you.
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