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Scott "Cyclops" Summers ([personal profile] quitethecharmer) wrote in [community profile] trainingwings2014-01-04 11:49 pm

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Player Name: Bofu
Are you new?: Y, first time jitters, etc.
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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[personal profile] touchofrogue 2014-01-07 01:02 am (UTC)(link)
So... tomorrow.
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[personal profile] touchofrogue 2014-01-08 04:15 am (UTC)(link)
[She shakes her head at him.]

Luceti does offer other attractions, ya know.
Edited 2014-01-08 04:15 (UTC)
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[personal profile] touchofrogue 2014-01-09 06:23 pm (UTC)(link)
[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.]