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Player Name: Bofu
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Character Name: Scott Summers / Cyclops
Character Fandom: X-Men: Evolution

[With the rate that Scott's been visiting the Battle Dome since his arrival, he probably should have just moved in to the place.

The tall, lanky young man is dressed in a distinctive, blue uniform emblazoned with a gigantic, golden X. On his head, he wears a yellow visor with a red, ruby-like slot over his eyes. The wings on his back match the ruby color perfectly, standing out considerably on his back.

Scott has a serious expression on his face as he operates the command console, obviously deep in thought. His forehead has a thin sheer of sweat, making it obvious that he's been using the Battle Dome for its intended purpose. Perhaps a little too much.

He mutters to himself absentmindedly, unaware that anyone might be listening in.]

Let's see... if I recreate the Danger Room in there, is that going to tear open the time-space continuum or something?

[He looks up for a moment, his brows furrowed beneath that visor of his as he contemplates just how that would work.]

...I guess I'd better not risk it.

[And he's back at it, programming his third straight scenario. Hope nobody else was planning on using that room today.]

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Did it involve zombies?

[Ugh, after the draft which she'd had, she hoped not. All the same, it was a delicate balance trying to catch her friends up on the very real horrors of this place in order to prepare them, and also to try not to overwhelm them. Rogue wasn't very good at subtle, she figured experience would be the best teacher... but she also didn't really object to the hours Scott put in training. He'd need them, if they were drafted again. They all would.

She pointed at him with her gloved index finger and then back to herself with her thumb as she spoke.]

You, me, vending machine.

[He smirks and turns off the console, leaving the room mercifully open for the next person who wants to use it. As many hours as he likes to put into various battle simulators, he also enjoys the downtime.]

Well, guess I can't say no to that.

[He follows her without an argument. He still has a lot to catch up on... he's been told he's been here before, but he doesn't remember any of it. Still, he trusts his friends to tell him the truth, as hard as it is to believe.]

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[She heads towards the vending machines, far too familiar with this place.]

Good, 'cause there's this fizzy purple energy drink from another planet. [She gives him an ironic smirk.] 'One taste, an' you'll know it's out of this world.' ...no, really, it says that on the can.

[It occurs to him that she must have been here a while. After all, she's just a little more mature than he remembers. He was so used to being the oldest one of the bunch that it seems strange for that not to be the case anymore.]

Okay, now this, I have to see to believe. Have you had it before?

[Of course, he's just going to have to take her word for it on the "purple" part.]

[She's been here the longest out of any of them, now. Nearly three years, and is all of twenty-one. They've been long years, and a lot's happened. Even though Rogue's in a relationship now, she still has a soft spot for Scott, and a lot of respect for him, his abilities, and his insight. She's so happy that she doesn't have to even nominally lead the X-Men now that he's here.

...there is that gap of age and experience, though, that makes things even stranger every time he comes to Luceti. It was easier last time; Logan and Storm were both here. Now she still feels this strange sense of responsibility she can't shake, and it's -- ugh. She hates feeling responsible.]

Are ya kiddin'? It's out of this world.

[That... could be a yes. Or it... could be a no. She's not being very forthcoming.]

[He groans a little bit at the pun. He really hopes he's not her guinea pig for trying this stuff out.]

Alright, alright. I'll give it a shot.

[He selects the drink from the vending machine, making the can land in the tray with a loud thump. He bends down to pick up the can, inspecting it carefully. Sure enough, the can says exactly what Rogue said it did.]

...Well, here goes nothing.

[He pops open the can, puts it to his mouth, and takes a giant chug. Then, he stands still for a moment before a shiver runs through his body.]

Whoa, that's... pretty strong.

An' some weird cross of grape and... somethin' else, right?

[Strong it is, and she doesn't usually drink it unless she's been at it a while. As Scott obviously has been.]

Yeah, something else, alright.

[He can't quite describe it. But it's kicking in quick.]

But... it's not bad. I just hope my heart doesn't start jumping out of my chest or something.

[She shrugs a little.]

If ya can't take it, slow down. You've got the option.

[She's got a point. He's not quite sure he had the urge to show off for her, anyway.]

Guess I'll just save the rest for later, then. Like the next time I decide to spend the whole day in the Battle Dome.

[He wasn't starting to feel winded until he stopped, after all.]

So... tomorrow.

Actually... I was thinking later tonight.

[But the point stands. She knows him so well, and now he feels a little embarrassed.]

[She shakes her head at him.]

Luceti does offer other attractions, ya know.

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Really? I guess that means you're volunteering to show me around, then.

[He could really use the distraction. And Rogue's good company.]

[Oh, Scott. A year or two ago, how that would have sent her heart pitter-pattering. She's kind of glad she's older than you are now, even if some of those softer feelings still remain, it's easier to transition them into something friendship-y. Brother-y.

...okay, not really brother-y. Not yet. But maybe! Someday!]

Why Scott Summers, are you comin' on to me? [She drawls with far more self-confidence than she possibly should, her hip jutting out slightly to the side as she rests one hand on it. And then she laughs, free and clear and unabbreviated.] Sure, I can give you the five bit tour. Might as well get some fresh air.

[She turns towards the door.]

[She didn't mean anything by it, of course, but he still gets a little flustered and taken by surprise by the joking implication she's making. Of course, he's also incredibly oblivious to exactly how she felt. In fact, he's so oblivious when girls have feelings for him that it might qualify as a second mutant power.

Thankfully, she doesn't give him time to be flustered for long, and he's following her out the door.]

Uh, yeah, that's a good idea. It's starting to get a little stale in there.

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