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Who: two nerds and you
Broadcast: fleetwide
Action: Marsiva
When: now!

[ The audio comes on sharply, but everything is still dark as two people discuss their situation.]

Is that the camera? Can you get it to work?

I - think so? Here, push this --

I am pushing it, Hank. I thought you knew about these from that show you keep watching. Space Trek?

It's Star Trek and that isn't exactly - you know, the same thing as this.

Right. . . . Wait, I think I see something on the side.

[ And the video flickers on, the red light glowing softly. It focuses on two men. One in a wheelchair and the other right next to him, peering curiously at the camera before they step back satisfied. ]

Well, that’s over and done with. Hello to anyone who might be out there. My name is Charles Xavier and this is Hank McCoy. Apparently we’ve been kidnapped again, by an unknown force again for some mysterious reason.

[muttered:] Again. [and louder] So if anyone would be kind enough to explain exactly what's going on, we'd appreciate it. You have our thanks in advance.

But do keep it pertinent.

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[You're going to make her worry about you, aren't you? She watches him, eyes softening.]

After I was home and before I was here I was in another place called MarinaNova. It was a prison. I mean, these are all prison, but it went ahead and called itself one. Anyway, I was there almost a year and for a few months so were you or a version of you. I'm not sure. He kept his appearance a little differently and he could walk. Meeting Erik had been a pretty recent thing for him.

Erik and I had . . . a falling out.

[ Which was the most polite way of saying it. Charles doesn't like to mince words, but what happened to them was . . . well, only between them and Hank. It's not fair to Erik or Charles to discuss openly. ]

Then the Vietnam War happened. We lost a lot of students and teachers. It was . . . too much for me.

I'm sorry. Losing people is hard. [Whether it's death or any other means.] Doesn't really get easier with practice either. [A twenty year old shouldn't be able to say such things with authority, but she can.]

No. But I got lost in it. Carried away. And that's not fair to the future.

[ It's not fair to the students who need that hope, who need him. ]

I'd say that's a lot of pressure to put on yourself, but considering the things I know probably a good idea to have that shave and get to work.

You know, if you weren't here.

The school will keep. I'll make it happen, no matter where I go.

[ He won't give it up. Not ever. ]

No matter where you go? Like a multidimensional space fleet?

It can't hurt to have a few classes here and there.

[ Though he doesn't see many teenagers. ]

[Kurt is the only teenage mutant. Kitty managed to age out a couple of months ago.]

Hmm. Classes on what? [Not that she's curious much.]

On using your powers. Practicing, restraint. There's no point offering sciences or english classes here.

[She'd be more interested in the sciences honestly.] The younger Kurt might need your help there. [Laura was young too, but like Kitty she'd already seen excessive combat as far as she could tell.] Might be a small school.

Every little bit helps.

[ Even for people who are not mutants. ]

You or them?

Both.

[ It's important to know that. ]

[She nods, thinking she can understand that.]

You seemed pretty relaxed hearing you were dead in my world. Did you have any questions? About anything I guess.

Oh. Well.

[ How many times has he died now . . . ? Four? Six? Definitely under ten. ]

I never pictured having a very long and healthy life at this point.

[It only takes one when it counts, you know.]

I know the feeling. I kind of got the impression most Xaviers were old though.

[ It counts when it's painful. ]

I did see my older self. Still, it's hard to picture.

What was happening with that? The time travel.

Logan came back to prevent a future with the Sentinels. I was able to access that connection and see the future.

Sentinels, hmm? [She sounds familiar and a little tired.]

Did he? Prevent it that is.

[ He's quiet for a few minutes. ]

I believe we did.

That's good. Sentinels can be a handful. [She doesn't exactly mean to be dismissive. They are legitimately dangerous and time consuming and she has no way of knowing how similar the ones in her world were to the ones he's talking about, but they rarely got to number one on the priority list.]

The humans kept sending them over without bothering to give them any direction on not attacking the people helping them.

I heard they became hard to control and indiscriminate about their targets.

[ But Logan spoke of the future in the vaguest of terms. ]

It wouldn't surprise me. Mine couldn't be the only world where everything was falling apart. [She's met others with similarly tragic or hostile worlds, but none with X-Men, so that part is a little new. Not that the other worlds sounded like paradises. Just less "and then everyone died even the baby."]

Turns out fixing a timeline isn't as easy as it sounds though. [When did it ever sound easy? She means it's even more impossible than it sounds.]

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