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Who: Everyone!
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Action: July Planet!
When: The month of July!

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[cajunspice]

[There was a slight pause from Remy as he placed the word 'Cerebro',] Ah, the power amplifier thing Xavier has. [Before moving on from that. He had a pretty general idea of the X-Men mansion, had read Magneto's notes and taken his own over his time with the Acolytes.]

From what I understand was a bit of a mix with that 'nd those just findin' the school back home. Not sure how they did considerin' we weren't 'outed' by that point, but guess ya get those reachin' out among their own communities, word of mouth 'nd all that. [People did try and stick to those like themselves, so it didn't surprise Remy mutants would sought out other mutants.]

[beathach]

Right. Charles uses it to amplify his telepathy to find other mutants, mostly. Though he's used it to speak to people, too.

But - mm, word of mouth would certainly get the word out. [the thought that there were enough mutants for that to be efficient, though . . . it amazes him, a little. He knows that there's more out there in his world, but back when they first began looking, there weren't a lot at all. At least, not that Charles could find at the time.

Another reason to reconnect with the world back home, he thinks]

It sounds nice. Ah - hearing that mutants know about the school in your world, I mean.

[cajunspice]

[Remy gave a shrug.] It's the only way I can 'magine it started out, but even then not sure how with the school bein' pretty much just a boardin' school 'til we hit the news.

'nd... yeah, need to stick together, provided we don't tear ourselves apart. [Different views and all that...] Have a feelin' times just goin' to get rougher, if from what I hear from the other universes be half true. Ain't everyone goin' to be happy 'bout us bein' 'bouts, merde, still got issues with race 'nd sex, then ya throw 'nother species or whatever we technically be 'nto the mix.

[beathach]

[ha ha, their worlds. Hank can't help but wrinkle his nose briefly; when it came down to it, as different as their worlds could be, when it came to mutants and how humanity viewed them it didn't differ all that much. Even for them, with the world as a whole just learning about them . . . they still had the government's views in their mind. What happened in Cuba was and always will be a wound]

That's about what I hear, too. I mean - mutants are humans, as much as some people like to argue we aren't. But you still have mutants like me who don't look it, and . . . [he shrugs a shoulder] I could explain it until I'm blue in the face - er, no pun intended - and it wouldn't do much difference.

[cajunspice]

Won't even pretend to understand the science behind it, it way 'bove my understandin'. [Plus he had more than enough talk about science and genetics related to mutants during his time working for Mr. Sinister. Yes, Remy knew not all scientists were like him, but it was tough to shake that general feeling of dread around them, even with Hank. It was always something that would sit just below his skin.]

People don't like differences, ain't changed in thousands of years, just a different reason for it now. [There was a sigh to those words,] Which why I appreciate Xavier's take on it all, but don't see it happenin'. [Before a touch of a smile emerged, able to imagine the look he would had gotten from Rogue with that comment, and the follow up telling off.] Though I know a few who would argue that it still worth tryin'.

[beathach]

[Hank understands, more than Remy realizes. The old him would've jumped into the explanation regardless, but Hank now merely nods and shrugs, his expression a bit wry]

It is worth trying. [surprise, Hank is one of those people . . . in a sense. His views mostly fall on Charles' side, but . . . well. He sees the X-Men as a necessity, too] But I know it'll take more than just that, too.

[cajunspice]

Tell ya what, if I happen to fall 'nto one of those comas that seem to make people get back home for a bit, 'nd they got it all worked out by then, ya'll be the first to know how to do so. 'nd same for ya to do for me. Deal? [A hint of a smirk, meaning it more as a joke but... well, it wasn't a bad deal if it worked.]

[beathach]

Deal. [he's seen it and heard about it happening, and he really doesn't want it to happen to them. It was bad enough in Kyriakos learning about the ten year gap between big events for them, so something similar happening here . . . it was definitely a worry on his mind.

But with things settled for them back home, he figured it was highly unlikely, too. They hadn't even opened the school yet. Little does he know]

Not that I'd hope it happens. I hear it's . . . confusing. [to use a nicer word for it]

[cajunspice]

Yeah, me too. [Stretching as he spoke, Remy hooked a foot around a close by branch, using it in place of a safety rope so if he slipped off his seat he could catch himself.] Though gotta admit, would be real nice to see m' family again, even if only for a bit, before I got dragged back here.

[beathach]

Ah . . . yeah, that part would be nice. [he sighs quietly; training with Charles had reminded him how long it's been since he's seen his own] Family and a few friends. There's a couple of people I wanted to check up on but never got around to it.

[cajunspice]

Kinda thing ya don't think 'bout 'til ya can't do it, hein? [In a way Remy was glad he had been back home when he had been swept away to Luceti, rather than up in New York working for Mags. He got to see them just before he vanished, even if all the memories of them hadn't been great.]

Ah, here I am bringin' down the mood when we stuck in a place like this. Be damn worse spots we could had been dumped off at. [Shooting a grin to Hank, Remy pulled himself back to his feet.]

[beathach]

Mm, pretty much. [he's glad they'd had the chance to be home for a little while, too. Coming here right after Kyriakos wouldn't have been good for anyone, he thinks.

He grins back a little wryly and shakes his head] It's alright, you didn't bring the mood down.

[cajunspice]

[One more stretch to work out any lasting kink in his muscles, Remy glanced to the other man.] Good, would hate to get a rep for bein' the party pooper 'round here, leave that to others.

Guess 'll just keep catchin' ya 'round the trees then, non?

[beathach]

Don't worry, I think you're the last person who would earn that kind of reputation. [Remy seemed too laid back for that]

Mm, I'll be up here, more or less.

[cajunspice]

[Giving Hank a wave, Remy stepped off the branch he stood on, letting himself drop before catching hold of a hand grip and heading back to where he had been working earlier.]