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ANY CAR IN A STORM
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WELCOME TO THE NEXT 168 HOURS
Phoenix Casino is a-flutter with activity and packed to the beak with guests. As a famously ever-changing space, the staff would be remiss if they didn't deck the crown jewel of the Golden Peacock out. The casino glitters from top to bottom, shining brighter than diamonds, rubies, sapphires, opals! Party-goers are shiny and glamorous with picture perfect makeup, fluttering gowns, and sharp suits. Card tables are packed and the slot machines are a-ringing as guests play, play, play! Prizes, luxury, booze, attractive people, it's the place that everyone wants to be at.
Those people being dragged inside by some invisible force...? Silly, they were so excited to come that their bodies moved before they realized what was happening. Those are struggles of joy and definitely not the casino's infamous ghost hands dragging unwilling guests to the party at the behest of the house. Look, they're literally hurling their bodies at the card tables with unrestrained glee!
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[Diseased rats. Holy shit, is this how this guy views people that are weaker than him? Something in Scott rises, a certain righteous anger that he really hasn't felt since coming to this place, at least, not in this manner. He's been annoyed and pissy about the ranking system of this casino, but this is the first time he's heard someone talk about something that sounds like the bullshit that Erik used to say. Or Apocalypse.
It hits just a little closer to home.
It's the sheer fact that Geto doesn't sound pompous or defensive that Scott doesn't immediately get on his case, though his frown deepens as he looks at the exhausted teen that acted so polite earlier.]
Sorry, I don't commend mass genocide. [....] People shouldn't die just because they don't have powers-- besides, that doesn't make them weak. Who gets to make that decision anyway?
The only people who are capable of making the decision. The judge should also be the executioner; it’s only fair.
[ a terrible burden for that person to bear, isn’t it? and could he even ask him to do it — the one person who truly could blink and millions would perish, all for the sake of… ]
It’s just evolution at the end of the day, isn’t it? Eliminating the competition for resources, save them from making themselves, and us, suffer…
[ the words are leaving his mouth, but even he doesn’t look convinced of them, tilting his head, crossing broad arms. if light could emit a frequency only he could hear, he wonders what it would say; the shadows have been so loud lately. ]
[ it doesn’t take Scott’s correction this time. he swerves as quickly as he’d bobbed: ]
I used to think it was the responsibility of the strong to help the weak, but I don’t know. It started feeling pointless. [ a shrug, seeming to dismiss the topic with that same tired malaise. ] That was before all this, anyway.
[ “this”, being the resort itself. sorry, Scott literally just found himself a young Erik; Charles is running around here somewhere. ]
Yeah, heard that one before. [...] Do you really think that they do nothing but drain resources and make others suffer? And I thought I was an asshole.
[Evolution. Homo sapien superior. His words truly ring, resonating to something that feels so familiar, that Scott can't help but wonder if they're from the same world. Maybe he's a mutant too?? Someone that believed more in Magneto's rhetoric before he decided to chill for the time being. Of course it's not for certain, but Scott's always been adamant, jumping at the chance to find other people like him that he's been willing to risk that disappointment over and over again even when they say otherwise.
...Even if he's really unsure about this guy. He doesn't like pretty much anything he's said so far, but maybe that's more of a reason to dig into this. He wonders if that's what the Professor would do. Probably. He'd also know what to say. Scott's still so new to all this, being any sort of face for Xavier's ideals.]
It's not pointless. Saving people is never pointless. [He's holding tight on whatever patience he has, that self-control that he's started to learn. If he's a X-Man but has a bad day and decides to rip off his glasses to destroy a whole city block, then.....] And even if you don't care about the 'weak,' you'll just end up hurting people you actually care about.
[Man he should've bothered Raven or Hank for more details about what happened in Cuba. He's gotten the summary though.]
[ for more than a handful of heartbeats, he only levels a dark look at Scott from across the table, rough hands rubbing together to release some pent-up tension, the grind of dry calluses on dryer knuckles. his eyes feel dry though he's shed no tears over it, bags of a few sleepless nights hanging on the corner hooks. ]
[ he sighs, and makes the decision. he doesn't care about Scott's opinion, not really, but the opportunity to engage with this side of his shaken beliefs hasn't readily presented itself; Tsukumo Yuuki was, if anything, too agreeable to a young man on some kind of brink. fair enough — he's not her responsibility. ]
Where I'm from, [ and if Scott had any lingering curiosity about the similarity of their worlds, it dries up there, in spite of some of its similarities: ] People who aren't like us create monsters only we can see— only we can fight.
[That's certainly a rather unpleasant expression he's getting from the other teen that's only sitting just a few feet away from him. It makes Scott tense just slightly, shoulders drawing up, but he doesn't back down from anything he just said. If he folds this easily, then he'd be letting everyone down-- including himself. And being with the X-Men is the first time he's really found any sort of goal or purpose, something he actually believes in.
He still listens to what Getou is saying though, if just to understand the context and maybe a little more about him. Based on what he's saying, it doesn't sound like he's a mutant and there's still that feeling of disappointment that he's not exactly like him, but it's something he easily shoves aside. It's made even easier given Getou's disagreeable philosophy.
Weren't they supposed to be playing a card game? Oh well.]
Do they even know they're creating these monsters? Monsters just form? [....] It doesn't sound like it's even their fault.
No, but is ignorance an excuse? There's that adage about intent versus impact.
[ he's not offended or seeming affected by the tension. menacing, arrogant, capable — unfortunately all true, blended in with other negative qualities and a high-stress environment, a naturally tumultuous age. deny intervention or oversight, and that's how to make a powder keg. ]
[ it's not like he doesn't know it; he can feel each granule of gunpowder stacking up. ]
We all have curse energy, [ blue energy sparks and scribbles frenetically in two snapped fingers between them, briefly highlighting the sallowing features of his face up in cyan, there and gone again. Scott can only see it because of the hotel's interference. ] But only sorcerers can harness it to fight. For normal people, it's like a negative emotions' sludge that runs off and collects itself together. That's the main way— curses, ghosts. They're formed by the depressed and frustrated masses who outnumber us exponentially.
[ an unavoidable problem. maybe not a mutant, but the parallel is readily present. emphatic in his point, he looks at Scott again, measured between curiosity and accusation: ]
It's an endless marathon where you watch the ones running next to you die. What am I supposed to do?
[He look at the energy the entire time, the source that's causing all that conflict back in his world. There's a feeling of power to it despite its size, maybe because of everything he's learned so far. It's kind of strange, since all the stuff that's causing tension in his world exists as a tiny gene, just one alter to his DNA that makes him different.
And this energy is powered by something even more intangible.
Scott frowns a little, but it's clear he's paying close attention to what Getou is saying.]
Then make cursed energy and all that public information.
[He knows that mutants have been out in public for at least ten years now and things were okay, good even, because Raven saved the president on national television. She stopped Erik from killing him and the others and that one incident pretty much fueled human-mutant relations for a while. Scott's not sure how things would be if that never happened, if he suddenly got his powers and he wasn't able to go to Xavier's School after.
Like, it would be super hard if he still had to hide, right?
Although, he and the others just stopped Apocalypse from fully taking over the world and despite it being known that mutants stopped him, that hasn't stopped tensions from growing. Not to mention, Alex died during all this and-- that still hurts. It's possible that his new friends and family might face the same thing and he really doesn't want that. He just... he just has to make sure that doesn't happen. Be the best field leader he can.]
...It could make things harder in some ways, but there will at least be 'normal' people that'd support you. [....] And most importantly, believe in your teammates.
[He's just assuming that Getou has a team like him, because being alone sure would be awful--]
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It hits just a little closer to home.
It's the sheer fact that Geto doesn't sound pompous or defensive that Scott doesn't immediately get on his case, though his frown deepens as he looks at the exhausted teen that acted so polite earlier.]
Sorry, I don't commend mass genocide. [....] People shouldn't die just because they don't have powers-- besides, that doesn't make them weak. Who gets to make that decision anyway?
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[ a terrible burden for that person to bear, isn’t it? and could he even ask him to do it — the one person who truly could blink and millions would perish, all for the sake of… ]
It’s just evolution at the end of the day, isn’t it? Eliminating the competition for resources, save them from making themselves, and us, suffer…
[ the words are leaving his mouth, but even he doesn’t look convinced of them, tilting his head, crossing broad arms. if light could emit a frequency only he could hear, he wonders what it would say; the shadows have been so loud lately. ]
[ it doesn’t take Scott’s correction this time. he swerves as quickly as he’d bobbed: ]
I used to think it was the responsibility of the strong to help the weak, but I don’t know. It started feeling pointless. [ a shrug, seeming to dismiss the topic with that same tired malaise. ] That was before all this, anyway.
[ “this”, being the resort itself. sorry, Scott literally just found himself a young Erik; Charles is running around here somewhere. ]
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[Evolution. Homo sapien superior. His words truly ring, resonating to something that feels so familiar, that Scott can't help but wonder if they're from the same world. Maybe he's a mutant too?? Someone that believed more in Magneto's rhetoric before he decided to chill
for the time being. Of course it's not for certain, but Scott's always been adamant, jumping at the chance to find other people like him that he's been willing to risk that disappointment over and over again even when they say otherwise....Even if he's really unsure about this guy. He doesn't like pretty much anything he's said so far, but maybe that's more of a reason to dig into this. He wonders if that's what the Professor would do. Probably. He'd also know what to say. Scott's still so new to all this, being any sort of face for Xavier's ideals.]
It's not pointless. Saving people is never pointless. [He's holding tight on whatever patience he has, that self-control that he's started to learn. If he's a X-Man but has a bad day and decides to rip off his glasses to destroy a whole city block, then.....] And even if you don't care about the 'weak,' you'll just end up hurting people you actually care about.
[Man he should've bothered Raven or Hank for more details about what happened in Cuba. He's gotten the summary though.]
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[ he sighs, and makes the decision. he doesn't care about Scott's opinion, not really, but the opportunity to engage with this side of his shaken beliefs hasn't readily presented itself; Tsukumo Yuuki was, if anything, too agreeable to a young man on some kind of brink. fair enough — he's not her responsibility. ]
Where I'm from, [ and if Scott had any lingering curiosity about the similarity of their worlds, it dries up there, in spite of some of its similarities: ] People who aren't like us create monsters only we can see— only we can fight.
All we ever do is die for them.
[ who's saving them? ]
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He still listens to what Getou is saying though, if just to understand the context and maybe a little more about him. Based on what he's saying, it doesn't sound like he's a mutant and there's still that feeling of disappointment that he's not exactly like him, but it's something he easily shoves aside. It's made even easier given Getou's disagreeable philosophy.
Weren't they supposed to be playing a card game? Oh well.]
Do they even know they're creating these monsters? Monsters just form? [....] It doesn't sound like it's even their fault.
no subject
[ he's not offended or seeming affected by the tension. menacing, arrogant, capable — unfortunately all true, blended in with other negative qualities and a high-stress environment, a naturally tumultuous age. deny intervention or oversight, and that's how to make a powder keg. ]
[ it's not like he doesn't know it; he can feel each granule of gunpowder stacking up. ]
We all have curse energy, [ blue energy sparks and scribbles frenetically in two snapped fingers between them, briefly highlighting the sallowing features of his face up in cyan, there and gone again. Scott can only see it because of the hotel's interference. ] But only sorcerers can harness it to fight. For normal people, it's like a negative emotions' sludge that runs off and collects itself together. That's the main way— curses, ghosts. They're formed by the depressed and frustrated masses who outnumber us exponentially.
[ an unavoidable problem. maybe not a mutant, but the parallel is readily present. emphatic in his point, he looks at Scott again, measured between curiosity and accusation: ]
It's an endless marathon where you watch the ones running next to you die. What am I supposed to do?
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And this energy is powered by something even more intangible.
Scott frowns a little, but it's clear he's paying close attention to what Getou is saying.]
Then make cursed energy and all that public information.
[He knows that mutants have been out in public for at least ten years now and things were okay, good even, because Raven saved the president on national television. She stopped Erik from killing him and the others and that one incident pretty much fueled human-mutant relations for a while. Scott's not sure how things would be if that never happened, if he suddenly got his powers and he wasn't able to go to Xavier's School after.
Like, it would be super hard if he still had to hide, right?
Although, he and the others just stopped Apocalypse from fully taking over the world and despite it being known that mutants stopped him, that hasn't stopped tensions from growing. Not to mention, Alex died during all this and-- that still hurts. It's possible that his new friends and family might face the same thing and he really doesn't want that. He just... he just has to make sure that doesn't happen. Be the best field leader he can.]
...It could make things harder in some ways, but there will at least be 'normal' people that'd support you. [....] And most importantly, believe in your teammates.
[He's just assuming that Getou has a team like him, because being alone sure would be awful--]