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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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Ah, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to worry you. I imagine someone would have told you already if he is.

You say that as if it isn't easy to worry me. [he tries to joke, lips quirking briefly]

I'm sure someone would have mentioned it though, yeah. But it's still a - future concern.

If it ever comes to that, I'm sure we can figure out the best course of action.

[like beating him up]

Mmm. But there'll probably be a long line of people ahead of us, first.

[lace no

(lace yes)]

Are there many people here who he's done harm to?

Two that I know of? Or at least, two people who come from that particular world. I've only met one.

May I ask what they said? You needn't share it if it's too personal to them.

Just . . . what I told you, mostly. What I've - he's done, that he's a sociopath. He - experiments on others. [he winces a little] And doesn't care about the outcome.

It's . . . pretty bad.

[makes a face]

That's awful.

...You aren't worried that you have the capacity for such a thing, are you?

I know I don't. [he shakes his head, taking a deep breath] And if it's - an inevitability, even a little bit, Erik and Charles would do something about it.

[he's been told as much. #FriendshipWithErik

He shrugs]

Where we're from - friends of ours, they were experimented on. Killed, because they were mutants. I wouldn't - I couldn't do that to someone else. When I did - try to find a fix for it, it was only to help. [he sighs out] And I haven't bothered with that since I returned from Kyriakos.

It isn't an inevitability. It isn't even a possibility.

I'm glad to hear you aren't worried about it. I just wanted to ensure that there was no concern on your part about the possibility.

[he manages a small, genuine smile. Tired, but genuine]

Thanks.

I can guarantee you would have offered me the same support were our positions reversed.

Well - yeah, of course. We're friends.

Then thanks are hardly necessary.

. . . I guess so.

You'll tell me what ship you're assigned to as soon as it happens, won't you? It'll be lovely to see you in person once more.

Ah - absolutely, I'll let you know as soon as I do. I'd love to see you in person.

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