xmutanthigh | [open log] stranger in a strange land - a day in the life of Scott Summers

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[open log] stranger in a strange land - a day in the life of Scott Summers

Characters: Scott Summers, you.
Setting: Assorted mansion locations.
Content: A typical day in the (second) life of Scott Summers.
Status: Open and incomplete.

Similar to

petitebelette 's entry for Julian, except Scott just doesn't have much to do these days, so it's just morning, afternoon, evening and night. Either commentspam format or prose responses are fine, I'll run with it! I really, truly don't have anything already planned for Scott, so if you have an idea of how your character would relate to him, jump in and let's see where it goes.

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[Laura is already outside when Scott's stretching out for his run, hidden surreptitiously next to the steps. She doesn't sleep much and peeks up, quietly observing him for a moment.]

Hi.

Shii... ii...ohhh hey. Hi. It's, ah, you're Laura, right?

Yes. My name is Laura. [She stands, comes around to better face the older man. Scott might be a bit put off from her unflinching stare. If not that, then the whole goth chick she's got going on minus the makeup sets her a bit apart.] You are Scott Summers.

That's right. I really hate to ask you this, but - have we spoken before? I've had some memory...issues.

I know. We have not spoken. [Laura tilts her head to the side as she studies him, and then sniffs a little to catch his scent, taking a cautious step forward. She seems to want something, but is silent.]

Well, that's good. That I haven't forgotten anything, I mean. Are you here from Massachusetts?

[She stills, and stays still, almost unnaturally still, blinking as an unreadable emotion passes over her eyes. One of her hands curls into a fist and with a slow 'snikt, her two Adamantium claws slowly peek out from her knuckles.]

No. I am a clone of Logan's. I was the first successful embryo of twenty-three bred and trained at the Facility. I escaped two-point-five years ago and burned the building and everything in it. Logan offered me shelter.

Edited 2010-09-08 02:42 (UTC)

Logan was smart to bring you here. It's a good place. You're an extreme case, but...I think you'll find that a lot of us came from similar situations.

It's nice to meet you, Laura. Do you run?

[With another 'snikt, her claws retract and the wounds close. She reaches forward to shake Scott's hand silently. She's not sure how similar her case is, but she does not argue the point.]

Yes. It increases overall stamina.

Yes, it does. Stamina is something I don't have much of anymore. I'm taking a few laps, you're welcome to join me.

Scott passes by Josh in the distance, who's taking a morning run as well. Since Josh has some earbuds in he simply waves at Scott as he jogs by. Josh loves company; he's never been able to sit still alone and enjoys seeing people even if they're just brief encounters like this one.

[Jono is working up a sweat on the basketball courts. It's his usual routine after eating like a total pig at dinner. He acknowledges Scott with a quick pass to him chest level.]

Let's see what you got?

Let's do it. How's your jump shot?

You know, I have to say that not much is going on. Kind of a miracle around here.

What's going on with you?

[Bobby is in the kitchen, eating ice cream (as always). He's trying not to think about Rogue. It's hard, though; late nights are the best time for the mind to wander, and it keeps wandering to times when he used to spend those late nights with someone else instead of alone. He looks up when Scott enters.] Hey, Mister Summers. Can't sleep either?

Nope, hard to sleep on an empty stomach. Thought I'd grab a sandwich.

You've been down here a lot lately. Something keeping you up?

[Bobby quirks a small half-smile.]

I'm always down here. It's the only time I can eat my ice cream without having to hand it round.

[He sobers slightly, smile fading.]

Plus, I've had a lot on my mind.

I'm sorry to hear that. What's getting you down?

Uh. Girl trouble.

[He tries to keep his tone light, because he's not sure how much he really wants to get into an entire conversation about his (lack of) love life with someone who used to be his teacher.]

Uh oh. That's the worst kind.

Girls are complicated, that's for sure. What kind of trouble?

Um. Well, you know Rogue and I broke up a little while ago.

[He's looking intently at his ice cream because he doesn't really want to look at Scott.]

I... [Sigh.] I just miss her, that's all.

Right, right.

That's tough. You two were pretty close.

Yeah.

[He finally looks up from his ice cream.]

I know it's been almost four months, and I should just... get over it. But I can't.

Don't be so hard on yourself, Bobby. It takes a lot of time, and it's not any easier when you have to see her everyday. But you're young...

I'm sorry. We both know that's a load of crap. I think you're taking it pretty well, actually.

Hm. Thanks.

[He scoops some ice cream into his mouth, a thoughtful look on his face.]

I guess I know I'll get over it eventually. It's just waiting for it that sucks.

I don't doubt that you'll get over it.

So what else have you been up to?

[Change of subject. Excellent. Bobby gives a casual shrug.]

Class, training. Haven't really gotten out much lately.

You have to keep some outside interests, you'll burn out if you push yourself too hard. We should have a poker night, maybe shoot some pool. Think any of the other guys would be interested?

[Crooked smirk.]

I remember when you used to give us detention for gambling, now you want to organise a poker night?

[He chuckles as he presses the lid on the ice cream container, and then he gets up, replacing the container in the freezer and dropping the spoon in the sink.]

Yeah, I think some of the guys would enjoy it.

[He pauses for a moment and smiles at the other man.]

Thanks, Mister Summers. I don't know if I ever said this, but it's really good having you around again.

It's really good to be here, Bobby.

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Afternoon: Hangin' around

Evening: It gets hard when the sun goes down

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I'm going to have to learn more about basketball if Scott wants to keep playing

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I fail at RP

Night: You should be in bed, young man

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