un: antigoneiguess | audio

[rudelanguage]

--en it's out loud for other people? Is there like a timer? A warning? A, a sound?

[the voice is small, feminine, kind of nasally in its dubious tone.

there's a brief beat, expectant. then, uneasily:] No, really. How do I know? Just--justjust tell me when this Hope-person can hear me so I don't jaw on like some kind of idiot asshole! I already feel dumb as shit so this doesn't help nothin'--Hey. Hello?

[...]

...I'm just talkin' to nothing, aren't I. Fuckin'--

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audio; un: shades

[laserguy]

So you're watching over Hope for the time being?

[.......]

Don't fuck up.

[rudelanguage]

[Fuckin'...what, if I breathe funny on this thing, people gonna come out and give me shit?

distractedly, in a huff:] Yeah! Nice to meet you, too! Thanks!

[laserguy]

Yeah, no problem.

[...]

But seriously man, I'm the least of your problems.

[rudelanguage]

[man??? Antigone's voice pitches up a bit more.] What's that supposed to mean?

[laserguy]

[Oh that voice sounds kind of feminine? Is he talking to a girl?? Well, it doesn't change what he's about to say anyway.]

It means that a bunch of asshole mutants will get on your case if you fuck with Hope.

[Not that he's speaking from experience, but he knows that they can be A Lot. Really. They're so much. It's why he has a complicated relationship with the other mutants.]

[rudelanguage]

[maybe something even animalistic, given the rolling growl that can be picked up in a sigh.]

This the "test" Aurora wants for me? Me? I'm being set up.

[laserguy]

Yeah, I guess. Don't ask me.

Look, I'm stuck with someone that hates me. [Granted, he lives with Julian normally, but. This is still different. It's only 4 of them in a house instead of like 10 of them in a mansion.]

[rudelanguage]

How would I think to ask? I don't even know who you are!

[laserguy]

[. . .]

It's just a phrase-- never mind. Actually, you'll probably get along with her, so cool.

[rudelanguage]

Wh--wait, what? What? Why? And hey! Don't just keep dodging saying who you even are! I'm freaked out enough, okay!

[laserguy]

I'm Scott Summers.

[Hope's grandfather from another universe. So, not!grandfather. Something like that.]

A mutant. If you didn't catch that earlier.

[rudelanguage]

Oh.

[the surname. okay. so there's that. great.

...wait:] Mutant what? [mutant dog? mutant orc? mutant elf?]

[laserguy]

Oh so you're like completely clueless.

[He's honestly a little surprised that he's the first mutant she might've spoken to, but whatever. Guess he's here representing, cool.]

I'm a mutant. Hope's a mutant.

[rudelanguage]

Mutant what? Like, human-mutant? Is it human? Most of y'all are human ish, I guess. But there's also some smaller, fuzzier sorts around.

[...

and the giant elephant.]

[laserguy]

Hey no 'it.'

But yeah, human-mutant. We basically look like humans, for the most part. Some of us sometimes have a tail or look blue, but remain... human shaped. Whatever.

[Usually?? Scott wouldn't be surprised if there was a mutant that wasn't humanoid in appearance, but none of them are here.]

[rudelanguage]

Great. Okay. So. Am I going to get yelled at for calling a human-looking mutant a human, or a mutant-seeming human a mutant? [they feel like they're walking into a minefield here!]

[laserguy]

Just call them by their name, genius.

[rudelanguage]

Ohkay, Scott Summers, I'll just automatically know every person's name the second I see them or need to talk about them from a distance. [she scoffs. Honestly!]

Right, right okay. So, so Hope mentioned this place was "like home?" Or something? Does that mean that if a small, pink, fluffy person were to walk around, folks would be fine with it? Whatcha think?

[laserguy]

Yeah, go do that.

Sure, probably. It seems like people here are more familiar with superheroes and stuff than the Earth I'm from.

[rudelanguage]

[Knife's just gonna assume "superhero" is like "paladin with more options" and that "Earth" is just "this place" and roll with it. whatever. someone else can snidely correct them some other time, they suppose. business as usual.]

Okay. Great. Bye? [they guess? this person isn't exactly friendly, so they suppose they ought to cut them loose. as a kindness. fuck, Knife's so fucking nice.]