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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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Have you done this kind of thing before? Being abducted into another place you couldn't easily leave filled with people from the multiverse? McCoy said he was from the same place Erik had been. [Yes, she had managed to go on and exchange slightly less terse words with him.] The place he got the name Blade at least.

To some extent. It is the first time I've seen so many mutants. Usually, it's just been Erik and myself. My name was Miles.

[ Hank came later. ]

Other mutants passed through the prison, but my double and you probably had the longest stays. There was a Rogue and a Logan who clocked some time I guess. [She's had a harder time with them. Logan only barely recognized her as "one of the students" and Rogue and she never managed to hit it off.]

Miles, huh?

Ometotchtli had a theme. We used units of measurement for names.

[ It's a name he holds no strong attachment to. He only used them out of obligation and necessity. ]

I can't remember the name of the place he said, but that doesn't sound right. It started with a K. You were from a different one?

That's the one. Kyriakos. He was on a different team.

Oh, right. He mentioned there were teams there. Was it confrontational?

Sometimes. But not always.

[ It certainly was rough, especially for a telepath. The atmosphere was often tense, distrustful and downright frustrating. ]

For what it's worth I haven't heard anything that makes me thinks our ships are ever pitted against each other. They better not be. [She likes her crew, but she has no intention to fight against other X-Men and friends she's made on her captor's say so.]

It would probably be a little tricky to enact.

[ Especially on ships floating in space. ]

[Tell that to Star Wars.]

Oh, I'm sure there are ways to fight anywhere. [Peace would be more surprising, but still, her point was meant to comfort, so wrong direction.]

How long were you there?

[ I am Star Wars. ]

Hmm. Over six months or so. Close to a year.

It's a lot of time for things to change. I was in the prison version for close to a year and here for a little over two months.

Does the prison still exist then?

[ The Library is most likely defunct and he's surprised Kyriakos is still going. ]

As far as I know. There weren't signs of any reason it wouldn't be, assuming we'd have signs of something like that. I haven't seen anyone else from there come here yet.

[ Hmm. The idea that there were so many realities, just like this one seemed . . . like a pattern. ]

Perhaps we can compile information on all these places? Maybe it'll help us find a weak link.

[She's had the same thought.]

A pirate named Nami was asking about them recently, she might have a start on something. [And Kitty liked throwing out that she was a pirate because come on.]

Then perhaps I'll ask her.

Sounds like a plan.

I wouldn't be opposed to gathering information either. [Offering...something here.]

I'd certainly appreciate it.

X-Men stick together.

You know, even if I was one of Erik's.

[ That sentiment rings sharply in his ears. He hadn't heard it in a long time because the X-Men were essentially. All that was left was Hank and himself. ]

As long as the ideals hold true, it doesn't matter who runs the X-Men.

Believe me, I didn't mean we were any lesser for it. [She wouldn't have said it like that to anyone but Charles. More in case he was possessive of the title. She's glad to see he's not.] He was good to us.

He's always had it in him.

[ History aside, Charles has always known that. ]

[She nods. She's never known anything else aside from stories from other realities of course. Her own experiences at home and with the Erik here have been good ones.]

I think I'm going to unwind a little. I'd like to look you up again once you're shuffled.

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