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Who: Everybody who hates this moon! And a few that don't!
Broadcast: Nope
Action: The Good Ship Iskaulit
When: Throughout the Toxic Moon event

[Y'all, Misty can't be the only one who hates this place, so let's all gather on the Iskaulit, safe from all that dark and rot down on the polluted moon and have ourselves a good time!

(Or at least, a pollution-free time).

A list of establishments on the Iskaulit can be found here!]

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[ He nods. ]

I'm sure.

[ He remembers that briefly of the future Erik as well. ]

Good, because that was important. ...My parents were human.

So was mine.

[She nods.] Are they...gone? [Not here obviously, but also not living back home?]

For some time now.

[ He certainly never harbored any strong feelings for them, though he can appreciate what they did do. ]

I'm sorry. [It was a devastating loss in her own life and still affects her.]

We weren't very close. Though I never lacked in anything and that was enough for all of us.

Maybe that's the part that deserves the condolences. I guess if you didn't mind... [It sounds sad to her though.]

I'm really the last person people should feel bad for.

[ Especially when it came to childhood circumstances. ]

I'll update my list of people to feel bad for, but don't mind me okay? I have orphan issues I guess.

That's not unreasonable.

[It was a pretty tragic, defining moment which would just be the first of many such moments.]

But I had the X-Men. Logan trained me. Watched out for me. Everyone did. I was the youngest for awhile.

. . . That was the idea. It's why I wanted to found the school.

It's a good idea.

...You should really be home so you can make it happen.

And I will. It'll happen, no matter what they do.

Very determined. Good. You'll need that.

Do you think it's something Erik will do with you?

[ His expression flickers and he looks away. ]

No. I don't think so. For all that we agree on, there is a lot where we don't. He might stay and help. But it's not . . . his vision.

...Maybe he'll come to see it's importance. He did once. [She'd like to see that happen again. Probably more than she should. It's hard trying to rebuild your family with pieces that don't fit quite the way they used to.]

[ Charles has reconciled their differences in his mind for the most part. Trying or expecting Erik or Raven to stay and support Charles' dream is cruel and unfair to all of them. They've all made allowances, learned from each other's mistakes. They've come so far.

But a part of Charles is still hurt by what happened. The abandonment coupled with the frustration of losing his legs and having the pain resonate in his powers, in Cerebro until it ate away his hopes. Right now, he has Erik and Hank and he's lucky. But he also knows it won't last.

To her reply, he simply exhales quietly. ]

It was a desperate time for him. I think he should explore his options.

Hell of a thing waiting for the end of the world before making the right call. [She believes pretty firmly in the dream even if she still wanted to walk away from it once herself. Maybe twice. She still doesn't have much of a path for herself here.]

He's always had a flair for the dramatic.

[ He did drop a stadium on the President to prove a point. ]

Definitely. I mean a helmet and a cape? Come on.

[Oh god what? Good thing she's not the mind reader here.]

I really despise that helmet.

The cape isn't much better either.

And why is the cape so big? [At least it is in her world.] Is it like a ride along blanket for secret mission naps? I would be tripping all the time. I would be unphasing too soon and getting it stuck in things. I'd be like a comedy act.

His last one was asymmetrical. You could tell he designed it himself and thought it was a perfect job.