text; un: shades

[laserguy]

[Scott's been feeling all kinds of ways since returning to Aldrip. A little off his feet? Not upset exactly, not when he remembers everyone important to him, but it's still a lot. Kind of weird that he's actually older here than back home, and that's not mentioning suddenly getting almost two years of memories shoved inside his head that he completely forgot about until now. But he's trying. A part of him wants to just lie on the bed with Kotone and just take more time to himself, but he figures that he should say something to his friends.

Maybe focusing on them will help. Better than thinking about Alex or how Apocalypse sort of ruined everything back home.

He breathes in, fiddling with his tablet. Something in him wants to change his username from 'shades' to 'cyclops,' but maybe not right now.]

hey, i'm back now. sorry if i worried anyone. a lot happened, like, back home. yeah i went home and came back. i'm okay though.

[None of that sounded super awkward, right.]

if you wanna meet up, i'll be at the diner. you're paying though.

[ooc: Scott's back from his canon update and just Dealing with Stuff. Totally open to threading Scott meeting others in person! Also, he'll be back in regular clothes for the time being, but he will be wearing his visor for now.]

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[laserguy]

my foot's already stepping inside the restaurant.

[It's not, but who cares.]

better not stand me up.

[But look, Scott will be waiting in front of the diner, since he was already in the area. Unless Quentin manages to get there first still, in which, Scott will not be apologetic at all for making him wait.]

[querulus]

[Scott, you fool, nothing is stronger than Quentin's motivation to have something to complain about! Of course he gets to the diner first. And he looks very, very impatient, but since when is that anything new.]

Your leg must either be really long or you're a big fat liar, Summers. I've been waiting ages!

[It's been like... two minutes tops.]

[laserguy]

[Ah yes, complaining.

Scott rolls his eyes behind his visor as Quentin starts to bitch at him. Yeah yeah. But despite everything, it's probably not hard for the telepath to notice how Scott seems happy to see him again. There's a small smirk, along with this overall sense of positive emotion coming from him, because he's glad to see him.

Not like he'd say it to his face!! ...He's already well-aware that Quentin knows.]

Didn't know you wanted to see me that badly. Well, here I am.

[It's okay, Quentin doesn't have to agree. Scott doesn't have telepathy, but he Knows.]

[querulus]

More like there's about a thousand better things I could be doing with my time than waiting on you.

[What thousand things? Unclear. Quentin narrows his eyes at Scott critically and gestures at his face.]

Upgraded the eyewear finally, I see.

[laserguy]

And yet you're still here. Early.

[There's a small waver of that easygoing demeanor from Scott, however, his hand reaching up to adjust his visor as Quentin points it out. Yeah. Upgraded. Along with all the implications that it probably entails for Scott getting something like this in the first place.

Quentin's actually the first person that brought up the X-Men to him. The superhero group of mutants and it's taken him a year and a half for him to return home and actually see for himself that the X-Men is still needed in his world.]

Got a uniform too. [He knows how important that is!! His smile turns smaller, a hit of something bittersweet in there.] So... I'm like you and the others now.

[He's ready to be leader now!!1! A little more at least]

[querulus]

[It's certainly not hard to guess what it means that Summers has a visor this time. It means that shit, in some capacity, got real.

That's... sad? In a way? Maybe "sad" isn't the right word. It's the kind of unfortunate that's equally unsurprising and makes something in Quentin's chest hurt a little. Would've been nice to dream that maybe in one universe mutant lives aren't shit.

Not that he's going to let Scott know any of that depressing bullcrap. Quentin just flattens his mouth irritably and nods his head at Scott's outfit, which is notably not a uniform.]

Yeah? So where is it? The uniform.

[laserguy]

[Scott points at Quentin, familiar eyebrow arched above his visor as if asking 'where is your uniform?']

You don't go around wearing your X-Men outfit all the time, I'm not starting that here. But if you want to know, it's back at the house and looks cool.

[So cool. Right. He is proud to wear the uniform, even if it's a source of mixed emotions. It's dumb and complicated. Scott lowers his hand, something contemplative crossing his features, like he's really thinking about something. And--] I guess you could just look into my mind and see it though. You can see who else is on my team too, if you want.

[Scott don't just offer your mind to be combed through so easily????? Maybe it's because Quentin's already yoinked memories from him before, so he doesn't care all that much and kind of half-expects it. Long as he avoids the bit of Alex being dead--]