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Expiation - IC Inbox
Hey, losers, I'm probably out doing something amazing, so leave a message, and I'll try to get back to you. Or just think really loudly at me. I'll hear it. BEEP.
are you outta your goddamn mind
I don't wanna hook up with her!!
the fuck is wrong with you
I don't wanna hook up with her!!
the fuck is wrong with you
1. tomayto tomahto
2. I'M NOT
3. nothing??? just not my thing
wait a minute, why am I the one making excuses here?? you should be the one explaining yourself, not me!!
2. I'M NOT
3. nothing??? just not my thing
wait a minute, why am I the one making excuses here?? you should be the one explaining yourself, not me!!
[ Okay, so he's not really a specialist on attraction and whatnot, but what the hell does Jinx see in this guy?? Guess love really is blind, huh. ]
change of plans
screw talking, once I find you, I'm kicking your teeth in
AND you still owe her an apology
[ Since they got, uh, a little sidetracked. ]
change of plans
screw talking, once I find you, I'm kicking your teeth in
AND you still owe her an apology
[ Since they got, uh, a little sidetracked. ]
( there's dead air on the other side of quentin's charm, it sounds as if someone is trying to reach him or speak, but only for it to cut off completely. but then a few seconds later, the dead air is back......... then off again. is someone playing around with their charm or just being horribly indecisive? well either way, the awkward silence finally vanishes with whoever it was never saying a word. it was probably some dummy or a "wrong number". )
oh no what a shame to miss what would've no doubt been a riveting and intellectually stimulating conversation
okay okay. no more jokes. time for real talk.
with respect? mind your own damn business. jinx is a big girl, and you're not doing her any favors being her white-knighting little attack dog.
okay okay. no more jokes. time for real talk.
with respect? mind your own damn business. jinx is a big girl, and you're not doing her any favors being her white-knighting little attack dog.
... fine
let's just keep it simple, then
if you ever hurt her again, I'll rip your goddamn limbs off
got it?
let's just keep it simple, then
if you ever hurt her again, I'll rip your goddamn limbs off
got it?
(perhaps the habit of not thinking he can do anything at any time is something manjiro could work on. he didn't text scott, didn't announce he was coming in any way, he just magically expected the boy to be here, and if he weren't, he'd let himself in and take a nice, fat nap on his bed until he did.
those were the plans, either way. he doesn't knock, instead, his slurred accent hits the door as we calls out:)
Summers, open up. We're gonna ride in the forest. Summeeeeeeeeers. Summers.
those were the plans, either way. he doesn't knock, instead, his slurred accent hits the door as we calls out:)
Summers, open up. We're gonna ride in the forest. Summeeeeeeeeers. Summers.
[Why is this version of Summers so damn sociable?? It's annoying and weird, and Quentin hates it. Okay, maybe "hate" is a strong word. Mostly he just hates having his Important Business (aka having a sandwich) interrupted by Scott's loud, obnoxious friends. Which.... has only happened this one time. But still!
Going downstairs and actually telling this dude to buzz off is honestly far too much trouble, but fortunately Quentin has superpowers. So instead of an answer, Mikey will just see text made of glowing pink energy appear in front of him on the door.]
NO SOLICITATIONS
Going downstairs and actually telling this dude to buzz off is honestly far too much trouble, but fortunately Quentin has superpowers. So instead of an answer, Mikey will just see text made of glowing pink energy appear in front of him on the door.]
NO SOLICITATIONS
(surely, scott has told manjiro about quentin, at some point in time. thing is, manjiro never remembers these sorts of things, his memory is fickle and overloaded with too many things to really recall what he perceives as a small detail.
but that sets him off a little bit. certainly, it isn't scott, as far as he knows the other wouldn't just send him off like that. well. foot to the door, let's hope he isn't busy, and he'll come in. thankfully, no real damage to the door other than unscrewing it from the fame.)
Fuck off. Summers, you home?
but that sets him off a little bit. certainly, it isn't scott, as far as he knows the other wouldn't just send him off like that. well. foot to the door, let's hope he isn't busy, and he'll come in. thankfully, no real damage to the door other than unscrewing it from the fame.)
Fuck off. Summers, you home?
[Quentin is just about to be at peace with his sandwich when he hears the crash. A surface level psychic scan doesn't indicate any kind of ill intent, just some idiot who obviously can't read. Whatever, guess he should go investigate, since none of the other twerps who share this house are around.
Uuuuuugh.
Quentin comes down the stairs just enough to peer over the railing at what's going on, and it turns out "what's going on" is... the door kicked onto the floor by the moron who apparently can't read.]
Wha—are you serious? Did you just kick down my fucking door??
Uuuuuugh.
Quentin comes down the stairs just enough to peer over the railing at what's going on, and it turns out "what's going on" is... the door kicked onto the floor by the moron who apparently can't read.]
Wha—are you serious? Did you just kick down my fucking door??
Nope, I kick down Summer's door, who the fuck are you?
(yeah, he's gonna have to text scott real quick, because what in the actual shit? he's never seen this one, never heard of this one (allegedly). for now, there's a gesture of 'talk to the hand' while he solves this!!!)
(yeah, he's gonna have to text scott real quick, because what in the actual shit? he's never seen this one, never heard of this one (allegedly). for now, there's a gesture of 'talk to the hand' while he solves this!!!)
[What.
What????]
Who the fuck are you? Don't you—hey! Hey!
[Oh, this guy is not giving him the "talk to the hand." No way. Fuck off with that.
Quentin reaches out his arm, and the same pink glowing energy from the door surrounds Mikey's tablet and yanks it out of his hands, and with a sweeping gesture Quentin sends it flying out the open door to god knows where.]
Don't ignore me!
What????]
Who the fuck are you? Don't you—hey! Hey!
[Oh, this guy is not giving him the "talk to the hand." No way. Fuck off with that.
Quentin reaches out his arm, and the same pink glowing energy from the door surrounds Mikey's tablet and yanks it out of his hands, and with a sweeping gesture Quentin sends it flying out the open door to god knows where.]
Don't ignore me!
(at this point, he doesn't get so surprised by abilities or inhuman traits. he just accepts them, realizes he can't understand them as much as he likes, and moves on. which is why the only reaction he has when he sees the tablet flying is:)
Wow, who cares about who I am? You're a bitch.
(so, calmly, he's picking up the door to put it roughly back in place, kicking it open, getting his phone, and coming back.)
Wow, who cares about who I am? You're a bitch.
(so, calmly, he's picking up the door to put it roughly back in place, kicking it open, getting his phone, and coming back.)
[Okay, now this is just silly. Quentin watches the kid put the door back and comes down the stairs halfway to watch what happens next in mild puzzlement.
Then he gets a thought. One of those intrusive thoughts you're not supposed to listen to. The instinct that sees a big red button and needs to push it just to see what happens.
He shouldn't. He really shouldn't. He's an X-Man now! A hero! He saved the world last month... maybe... possibly. He tried, at least.
Then again, maybe that means he deserves to treat himself. Hmm...
By the time Mikey comes back, Quentin is sitting on the steps about halfway down, looking mildly bored. He lifts his hand without a word... and yeets the tablet out the door again. It's for science, he swears!]
Then he gets a thought. One of those intrusive thoughts you're not supposed to listen to. The instinct that sees a big red button and needs to push it just to see what happens.
He shouldn't. He really shouldn't. He's an X-Man now! A hero! He saved the world last month... maybe... possibly. He tried, at least.
Then again, maybe that means he deserves to treat himself. Hmm...
By the time Mikey comes back, Quentin is sitting on the steps about halfway down, looking mildly bored. He lifts his hand without a word... and yeets the tablet out the door again. It's for science, he swears!]
A little birdie told me that you can't access the part of your brain where the A.I. is.
You doing okay?
You doing okay?
Don't be mad at him. How's a young man supposed to deny a pretty face asking so earnestly about his friend? 😘 He was worried about you!
Define "annoying af," please.
Define "annoying af," please.
annoying
/ əˈnɔɪ.ɪŋ /
adj. causing vexation or irritation : causing annoyance
af
/ ˈeɪˈɛf, æf /
(informal, offensive) as fuck : used, for example on social media and in text messages, for emphasizing something
[He didn't even look this up. He just knows this shit off the top of his head.]
example: it's annoying af that i spent so much trying to keep it from breaking out and now it's locked itself in
example: if spock finds out it's going to be annoying af for me to deal with his smug face
/ əˈnɔɪ.ɪŋ /
adj. causing vexation or irritation : causing annoyance
af
/ ˈeɪˈɛf, æf /
(informal, offensive) as fuck : used, for example on social media and in text messages, for emphasizing something
[He didn't even look this up. He just knows this shit off the top of his head.]
example: it's annoying af that i spent so much trying to keep it from breaking out and now it's locked itself in
example: if spock finds out it's going to be annoying af for me to deal with his smug face
You're a regular old Urban Dictionary.
[ Root does know what "annoying af" means, she just wanted to know what Quentin meant by saying it in this case. Which she does get. ]
Don't worry, your secret's safe with me. 🤐 I'd rather as few people knew about it as possible.
Can't speak for Scotty, though.
What kind of affects are you feeling from losing access?
[ Root does know what "annoying af" means, she just wanted to know what Quentin meant by saying it in this case. Which she does get. ]
Don't worry, your secret's safe with me. 🤐 I'd rather as few people knew about it as possible.
Can't speak for Scotty, though.
What kind of affects are you feeling from losing access?
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