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𝓢cott 𝓢ummers ⨂ 𝙲𝚈𝙲𝙻𝙾𝙿𝚂 ([personal profile] opticular) wrote2025-06-04 11:55 pm
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"This is Scott Summers. Leave a message after the tone."
thetruefocus: (annoyed)

[personal profile] thetruefocus 2025-09-16 07:30 pm (UTC)(link)
There has to be someone here who you've met that you feel you can turn to.
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[personal profile] thetruefocus 2025-09-17 07:33 pm (UTC)(link)
You could come find me for any reason. Even no reason. My door is always open to you.
thetruefocus: (staring off into space)

[personal profile] thetruefocus 2025-09-17 10:29 pm (UTC)(link)
I'm sorry I let you down.
thetruefocus: (what are you SAYING?)

[personal profile] thetruefocus 2025-09-17 11:30 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Charles is feeling many things about this, none of them good, all of them guilty or regretful, but worried above all things. In truth, he's glad Scott replied to him in the first place, but what to say or do to make this better is beyond him.]

I don't want you to be alone.

I know he's Magneto, but I also know that Erik cares for you, and he was upset about your situation. Would you consider reaching out to him if you have no one else?
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[personal profile] thetruefocus 2025-09-18 08:21 pm (UTC)(link)
You're not alone, Scott. Not really. Just remember that.
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5791-081; text;

[personal profile] sodark 2025-09-29 11:55 pm (UTC)(link)
[done crying--

you good??--

we need to talk--


How is this the hard part?]


it's cable.

thought i should check in.
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[personal profile] sodark 2025-09-30 12:45 am (UTC)(link)
you could make it up to me by meeting me for a drink and not throwing up on me.
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[personal profile] sodark 2025-10-01 11:20 pm (UTC)(link)
edge of downtown. three blocks down from the shitty place i found you.

5pm.


[The location is not, in fact, a place to get a drink. It's one of the derelict parks, Cable is on a bench. Anticipating that Scott might make him wait.]
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[personal profile] sodark 2025-10-02 11:02 pm (UTC)(link)
You'll want one when we're done. [Cryptically. He doesn't love sitting while his father is standing, doesn't sit well with the orderly part of his brain. But he's also stubborn like his father, so he rests his elbows on his knees like he's comfortable here.

He looks up at Scott, searching his expression for a moment. His mouth is going dry, so he better start talking.]


Listen-- I was harder on you than I should have been when I found you at the bar. [He pauses briefly, but he's obviously searching for words.]

I was surprised.
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[personal profile] sodark 2025-10-04 10:01 pm (UTC)(link)
It's an acknowledgement. [Firmly, because Scott vomited on his boots so he considers this to be a balanced approach.

He shifts back just a little, jaw tightening while he thinks of how to approach this. In his mind, it's only for Scott's benefit that he's trying to gentle it instead of just saying it. Absolutely not because he feels deeply nervous.]


I've told you I'm from further along than you, right? [He gives Scott a questioning look, checking his understanding.]

I knew about you before you knew me-- from stories. Legacy. [Not just Scott, in fairness. But he's always had a particular fondness for stories about Cyclops.]

You, Jean.. You didn't die like that. Not in my world.
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[personal profile] sodark 2025-10-04 10:36 pm (UTC)(link)
Everybody dies. [He can't help pointing out, only partially because he doesn't want Scott to spiral again.]

There was more ground to cover, as far as I know. [He's visibly picking his words carefully, but he seems decided and he straightens up when he looks at Scott.]

And I know that, because you didn't die before you had a kid. [A beat.]

A son.
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[personal profile] sodark 2025-10-06 10:14 am (UTC)(link)
[Cable keeps his wince from reaching his face when Scott mentions Jean. They can cross that bridge when they get to it-- and he's not entirely wrong, anyway.

Cable fixes his eyes on Scott. His stare is hard, and it's like he's not really looking at Scott. More like he's looking through him.]


It's possible the way it's usually possible to have a kid. [He's not sure why he's getting frustrated that Scott hasn't guessed the answer to something he's deliberately given him no information about. But he is.]

I'm your son, Scott.

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