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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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That's . . . er, fitting too. Sort of.

[Hank is hoping the same thing] I'd like to know that, too. Not that I mind working in a lab, but -

I probably make sure communications are running well between the Fleet.

[ He's guessing. ] At least you'll have a lab.

So, you'll be like Uhura?

[he's purposely throwing references at you, what a jerk]

There is that. I'll try not to sleep there as much as I do in yours.

[ Who even is that. ]

Yes, please try not to pass out on the table.

[Charles please]

I'll do my best. No promises, though.

I'll have to visit you regularly then.

I'd be hurt if you didn't.

[ Oh Hank, you giant sap. ]

Don't get bullied by your ship mates.

[like you're surprised]

I doubt that'll happen.

[. . . maybe]

Mm. And be careful with the other mutants as well.

[ He doesn't need to say which ones. ]

[no, no he doesn't]

I'll be fine, professor.

[ He nods. ]

I know.

[ It was still unsettling to see Raven like that. No, not Raven. Mystique. ]

[can we not talk about that, let's not talk about that]

You be careful too. I imagine you'll have an . . . easier time, but even so.

I'm not so sure yet.

[ He briefly wished Logan was here, to help him piece the connections together. ]

[that's true, so he just sort of shrugs and finally pushes himself to his feet]

I guess we'll see.

Mmm.

[ He rubs his face. ] Let's look around.

Mmm. I've been told we should stock up on food, too. [he straightens his clothes, then glances down the hall] And I may have promised someone to try and find anything with real sugar in it.