( there's an oof when scott comes tumbling on through the portal on top of him, but that's the whole point of julian's presence here to begin with, so he doesn't complain about it any. especially not when nate is still down. instead of any bitching, julian wraps an arm around nate's midsection, getting up onto his knees so he can shove an arm under the guy's legs and - pushes up onto his feet while carrying him. yeah, part of the weight is being lifted by his telekinesis just to get him up, but -
they're not leaving nate on the ground while he's unconscious, and it's not like quire's in any shape to be lugging the guy around. )
Check Summers' head. ( better to be safe than sorry, after all. ) Since this one's still out, ( with a nod of his head to nate. ) should probably check the one that's awake enough to cause damage if someone is fucking with him.
["Check Summers' head" says Julian. Like he's the boss and knows everything when he's literally the guy here who knows the least. Unbelievable. It makes Quentin not even want to do it, just on principle. Except he should and was already planning to and it's a good idea—it was literally Quentin's idea—and he is not in fact a petulant child. He's a petulant adult, thank you very much.]
Yeah, no shit, Sherlock.
[Is he directing that to Scott or Julian? Doesn't matter. Either of them. Both. Who cares. Quentin's head hurts, and now he's pissy.
Still, he puts two fingers to his temple and does a quick and dirty scan of Scott's brain, not bothering to be overly thorough since he's pretty sure Nate would've sensed it if something fishy was going on upstairs. And also because using his powers feels like rubbing sandpaper on a sunburn.]
Well, Tyke-clops is clean. And the only one fucking with Nate is Nate. His mind is a wreck, but that's just him being dramatic. Burned himself out. I should be able to stabilize him before he goes Chernobyl on our asses as long as we get him back to camp without wasting time.
["We," he says. Only one of them is currently holding Nate. Hint hint.]
[Scott just watches as Julian pulls Nate up into his arms, a sudden feeling of relief combating against the lump that's developed in his throat. The other mutant's being helped now, but it feels like he should've done more somehow? Stop this from happening in the first place? He doesn't know. He just hates seeing how unmoving Nate is in Julian's arms.
Fuck.
If he reacts to Quentin quickly shuffling through his brain, it honestly doesn't show. Scott's just distracted? Sort of used to telepaths going through in there? Yes. He only really turns his eyes towards the only conscious telepath here, swallowing down that earlier lump that's been crawling up-- and maybe seeking just a little reassurance from the omega mutant that Nate will be okay.]
Obviously. ( this isn't even close to the first time julian's princess carried someone away from a disaster zone, so it's whatever. he's got nate held pretty comfortably, it's just a matter of, apparently, getting them back to camp quickly. )
Crap like this happens all the time. Probably isn't Quire's first time holding together another Summers' head, either. And we've got a healer back at camp for anything that's not keeping one's psyche in one piece.
( a step forward, and a green platform of telekinetic energy appears under julian's foot, which he - gestures with his chin towards to get the rest of them over to, since quire looks like he's struggling enough as it is. )
(Who's pretty, blonde, tall, and absolutely fucking nosy? It's your girl.
Listen, this time, she wasn't even trying to be nosy. She was minding her own business when she got a shockwave in the psychic landscape, and the presence of two known minds being back in Etraya. Quentin's mind is the one she is lightly touching, bits and pieces, generalizations — she's got the idea, and didn't need to get closer, preventing her own brain from frying too.
Running support, eh? Good. First things first — find a cabin for Nate to be rested in, she's choosing Iguana's, excuse her as she finds a suitable place to put Nate on. Second thing, find food to restabilize Quentin when he's done with Nate. At least she knows how now, so she's picking out the most sugary, jaw-breaking candies she can to deliver to him when he gets to camp. Last, not least, Scott, but for that one she needs him in camp to deal with.
In general, her plan for the aftermath is very simple: get Julian to watch Nate and keep an eye on the telekinetic energy "just in case", crucially away from Quentin while he gets his shit together and his brain in order, and she will snatch Scott before Julian gets pissy and worried. Sounds like a solid plan.
[Quentin is just about to give Summers what would no doubt be some extremely encouraging, inspirational, uh... other-adjectives-probably garbage to make him feel probably feel better—except then he's interrupted. By a) Julian saying another Summers and b) Sophie deciding to butt in.
Sure.
Why not.
Might as well.
At least Sophie is being helpful. Unlike Hellion, who is living up to his code name in the most annoying possible way. Jesus, you bring a guy on a rescue mission as a glorified pack mule one time, and what happens? Dude gets all... uppity about it. And can't keep his mouth shut or mind his business. The audacity.
Quentin gives Sophie the telepathic equivalent of a "thumbs up" reaction emoji, looping Scott and Julian in so they know her message has been acknowledged. If either of them wants to pipe up and add to that, they can be his guest, but he's not wasting the brainpower. Instead, he just waves Summers toward Keller's little TK platform thing with a dismissive eye roll. Quentin is, notably, not approaching said platform.]
What he said. [Does it physically pain him right now to agree with Julian? Yes. But he's doing it. Because he's a goddamn team player.]
I'm good at this shit. Trust me, I'll put Humpty Dumpty back together again. Now go, shoo, all aboard the Hellion Express or whatever. I'll be right behind you.
[He dares Julian to say some bullshit about Quentin flying himself. He fucking dares.]
[Scott barely notices Sophie's message. Honestly, he barely even registers Quentin's answer to his own question about Nate's safety, because he's staring hard at Julian, mouth parted as one single sentence runs through his brain over and over again.
Another Summers.
What the fuck. What the fuck.
And--]
Nate is related to me?! And you all knew?! [His voice is rising and. He's not sure whether or not to be angry or upset or confused or something else. Maybe all of the above? Yeah, that sounds good right now. Why stick with one feeling when you can experience them all at the same time?
Someone might need to push Scott onto the Hellion Express.]
( why is he stuck with summers jr. he told sophie he didn't want to have to deal with it, and yet here he is, babysitting him while carrying nate. this is quentin's fault somehow probably.
even if he acknowledges it was his idea to send scott, and therefore, it is julian's fault and his responsibility. whatever. there's a roll of his eyes, and he takes a step in closer to scott. one of his prosthetics flits away from where it hovers at his forearm where his hand would be, if he had them, to grab onto the back of scott's jacket and yank him up onto the telekinetic platform. he could just fly them both without it, but that's more effort. )
Yeah? He's like your alternate universe kid. ( were they not supposed to tell him that. ) You've got two of them here, you'll get used to it.
( because that helps.
doesn't matter much anyway, because julian's got hold of scott, and he's flying them back toward camp. )
Quentin follows like he said he would, keeping an eye out for Summers trying to wriggle out of Julian's grip or starting any shit. He would really rather not fly Scott back himself, considering he's not exactly in peak condition at the moment, but he will if he has to. Not preferable, though. Look, Keller's gotta pull his own weight here, especially if he's gonna be such a pain in the ass.]
I just wanna state for the record that Nate's the one who didn't want you to know. It's just that Mr. "Doesn't Tag His Spoilers" can't help opening his big stupid mouth.
[Throwing both Nate and Julian under the bus? You betcha.]
Also, Snape kills Dumbledore, and Bruce Willis is a ghost. In case you wanted any other plot twists ruined for you.
[It's a sign of how much shock Scott is in that he isn't even bitching all that much about Julian pulling him onto the platform. Or maybe it's all that anger and confusion that's building up in the teen, just more and more being added by the minute, as he looks at the other mutant and oh okay. Yeah, just add on the fact that he has two kids here! Great!!
Luckily for Quentin, Scott's not really trying to wiggle out of his grip. There is a passing thought of just blasting Julian with his powers, the only thing stopping him is the fact that Nate still needs help. But it sure is fucking tempting still. Partially because Nate also knew apparently and as such, he's kind of pissed at him too!!
About the other stuff Quentin mentions though... he has no idea what he's talking about and he doesn't care right now.]
No one told me we were keeping crap from Cyclops Jr.
( because in what world does that make any sense to bother with anyway? it's not as if secrets last long in their crew. julian's still got a hand on scott, both arms wrapped around nate, and they're - going. mostly because he now wants this to be over as quickly as possible, and because they've got people waiting on them. )
I literally told you why I asked you to go. I didn't have any ulterior motives or whatever bullshit. You went. You did your stupid job. Congratulations. Your life's full of weird crap and you're a massive asshole most the time. We all got used to Summers' bullshit back home, you'll adjust.
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they're not leaving nate on the ground while he's unconscious, and it's not like quire's in any shape to be lugging the guy around. )
Check Summers' head. ( better to be safe than sorry, after all. ) Since this one's still out, ( with a nod of his head to nate. ) should probably check the one that's awake enough to cause damage if someone is fucking with him.
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Yeah, no shit, Sherlock.
[Is he directing that to Scott or Julian? Doesn't matter. Either of them. Both. Who cares. Quentin's head hurts, and now he's pissy.
Still, he puts two fingers to his temple and does a quick and dirty scan of Scott's brain, not bothering to be overly thorough since he's pretty sure Nate would've sensed it if something fishy was going on upstairs. And also because using his powers feels like rubbing sandpaper on a sunburn.]
Well, Tyke-clops is clean. And the only one fucking with Nate is Nate. His mind is a wreck, but that's just him being dramatic. Burned himself out. I should be able to stabilize him before he goes Chernobyl on our asses as long as we get him back to camp without wasting time.
["We," he says. Only one of them is currently holding Nate. Hint hint.]
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Fuck.
If he reacts to Quentin quickly shuffling through his brain, it honestly doesn't show. Scott's just distracted? Sort of used to telepaths going through in there? Yes. He only really turns his eyes towards the only conscious telepath here, swallowing down that earlier lump that's been crawling up-- and maybe seeking just a little reassurance from the omega mutant that Nate will be okay.]
So you can really help him? [...] He'll be okay?
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Crap like this happens all the time. Probably isn't Quire's first time holding together another Summers' head, either. And we've got a healer back at camp for anything that's not keeping one's psyche in one piece.
( a step forward, and a green platform of telekinetic energy appears under julian's foot, which he - gestures with his chin towards to get the rest of them over to, since quire looks like he's struggling enough as it is. )
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Listen, this time, she wasn't even trying to be nosy. She was minding her own business when she got a shockwave in the psychic landscape, and the presence of two known minds being back in Etraya. Quentin's mind is the one she is lightly touching, bits and pieces, generalizations — she's got the idea, and didn't need to get closer, preventing her own brain from frying too.
Running support, eh? Good. First things first — find a cabin for Nate to be rested in, she's choosing Iguana's, excuse her as she finds a suitable place to put Nate on. Second thing, find food to restabilize Quentin when he's done with Nate. At least she knows how now, so she's picking out the most sugary, jaw-breaking candies she can to deliver to him when he gets to camp. Last, not least, Scott, but for that one she needs him in camp to deal with.
In general, her plan for the aftermath is very simple: get Julian to watch Nate and keep an eye on the telekinetic energy "just in case", crucially away from Quentin while he gets his shit together and his brain in order, and she will snatch Scott before Julian gets pissy and worried. Sounds like a solid plan.
So, her voice reaches out in their brains.)
/Iguana's cabin. I got it ready./
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Sure.
Why not.
Might as well.
At least Sophie is being helpful. Unlike Hellion, who is living up to his code name in the most annoying possible way. Jesus, you bring a guy on a rescue mission as a glorified pack mule one time, and what happens? Dude gets all... uppity about it. And can't keep his mouth shut or mind his business. The audacity.
Quentin gives Sophie the telepathic equivalent of a "thumbs up" reaction emoji, looping Scott and Julian in so they know her message has been acknowledged. If either of them wants to pipe up and add to that, they can be his guest, but he's not wasting the brainpower. Instead, he just waves Summers toward Keller's little TK platform thing with a dismissive eye roll. Quentin is, notably, not approaching said platform.]
What he said. [Does it physically pain him right now to agree with Julian? Yes. But he's doing it. Because he's a goddamn team player.]
I'm good at this shit. Trust me, I'll put Humpty Dumpty back together again. Now go, shoo, all aboard the Hellion Express or whatever. I'll be right behind you.
[He dares Julian to say some bullshit about Quentin flying himself. He fucking dares.]
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Another Summers.
What the fuck. What the fuck.
And--]
Nate is related to me?! And you all knew?! [His voice is rising and. He's not sure whether or not to be angry or upset or confused or something else. Maybe all of the above? Yeah, that sounds good right now. Why stick with one feeling when you can experience them all at the same time?
Someone might need to push Scott onto the Hellion Express.]
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even if he acknowledges it was his idea to send scott, and therefore, it is julian's fault and his responsibility. whatever. there's a roll of his eyes, and he takes a step in closer to scott. one of his prosthetics flits away from where it hovers at his forearm where his hand would be, if he had them, to grab onto the back of scott's jacket and yank him up onto the telekinetic platform. he could just fly them both without it, but that's more effort. )
Yeah? He's like your alternate universe kid. ( were they not supposed to tell him that. ) You've got two of them here, you'll get used to it.
( because that helps.
doesn't matter much anyway, because julian's got hold of scott, and he's flying them back toward camp. )
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Quentin follows like he said he would, keeping an eye out for Summers trying to wriggle out of Julian's grip or starting any shit. He would really rather not fly Scott back himself, considering he's not exactly in peak condition at the moment, but he will if he has to. Not preferable, though. Look, Keller's gotta pull his own weight here, especially if he's gonna be such a pain in the ass.]
I just wanna state for the record that Nate's the one who didn't want you to know. It's just that Mr. "Doesn't Tag His Spoilers" can't help opening his big stupid mouth.
[Throwing both Nate and Julian under the bus? You betcha.]
Also, Snape kills Dumbledore, and Bruce Willis is a ghost. In case you wanted any other plot twists ruined for you.
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Luckily for Quentin, Scott's not really trying to wiggle out of his grip. There is a passing thought of just blasting Julian with his powers, the only thing stopping him is the fact that Nate still needs help. But it sure is fucking tempting still. Partially because Nate also knew apparently and as such, he's kind of pissed at him too!!
About the other stuff Quentin mentions though... he has no idea what he's talking about and he doesn't care right now.]
...So. That's the real reason you asked me to go.
[That question is pointed at Julian.]
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( because in what world does that make any sense to bother with anyway? it's not as if secrets last long in their crew. julian's still got a hand on scott, both arms wrapped around nate, and they're - going. mostly because he now wants this to be over as quickly as possible, and because they've got people waiting on them. )
I literally told you why I asked you to go. I didn't have any ulterior motives or whatever bullshit. You went. You did your stupid job. Congratulations. Your life's full of weird crap and you're a massive asshole most the time. We all got used to Summers' bullshit back home, you'll adjust.