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semi-closed; family and extended family drama

WHO: Scott, Julian, Quentin, Nate's comatose body, and any other mutant that wants to bother them
WHEN: A few days before Camp Etraya ends, after this thread
WHERE: Camp Etraya
WHAT: A comatose Nate and Scott return to the camp after the mission at Solmara
NOTES\WARNINGS: mutants being assholes

[So, there's something happen in the middle of camp.

Mostly Julian and Quentin arguing-- talking to each other, which, probably isn't really all that surprising on a normal day. However, there's that great added bonus of Julian carrying Nate's unconscious body ~~in a princess hold~~, which probably gives the whole grumbling at each other a little more gravitas. Because he definitely is unconscious-- comatose, not twitching at all amongst the commotion.

Scott's standing a little off to the side from them and probably unsurprisingly from the teen, looking grumpy and moody. Also worried. But definitely those first two emotions because a rather big revelation happened thanks to a Mr. Hellion. So, he's just sort of dealing with that little tidbit of information, while also blaming himself slightly for Nate being comatose in the first place. It's also annoying that he can't do much else right now.

What a great time for others to say hi to everyone, right? See what's going on. Welcome back the assholes from Solmara?? And the two that brought them here.]

[ooc: A mutant mingle log to bother everyone. Have fun!]

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[It may be news to Scott, but for the rest of them, the Summers' name is synonymous with drama. Any time two or more of them are together, something happens. Therefore, someone is taking a giant risk having so many of them in one place.

Hope is concerned about the shape Nate is in, but he's got the others dealing with him so she turns to the one who looks shocked and abandoned.]

You look like hell.

[What? She learned from her dad.]

Do you need medical aid or a hug?

[Scott notices and recognizes Hope's presence, but it's still taking him a moment to really respond. Still angry, still upset, still... so many emotions that he doesn't know what to do with. It's overwhelming. Both wanting to scream somewhere but also lie on the ground without getting up for a while. Just Nate in a coma, Nate being his son, the whole fight at Solmara...

Julian mentioning that he has another son here.

His head slowly turns to Hope-- his granddaughter. Of course she knows about all this, but he also told her that he didn't want to know, so that anger at least doesn't come out towards her.]

.....I didn't know. [Is what he goes with, referring to Nate's relation to him. He doesn't ask for a hug even though he probably looks like he needs one, the teen just slowly looking back to Nate and just staring.]

[The commotion is causing a stir, and so, still deep in his role as a camp counselor, Wade shoves his way through the crowd, blowing a whistle. He's still clad in his short as hell daisy dukes and tie-dye shirt. He's also covered in glitter-- don't ask. All things which are likely to make him seem far less commanding a presence, but he's still trying.] Alright, alright, break it up. Break it up! What's going on here-- oh, shit.

[Wade stares at the unconscious Nate in Julian's arms. Maybe Wade is finally feeling guilty for being a lazy piece of shit who just wanted to camp. It will be a fleeting guilt, most likely.]

Which one of you fuckers wants to tell me what happened to Nate? And who it is I gotta stab with my baby knife.

[See, he might be a huge piece of shit, but if someone he cares about is hurt, ya'll better watch out.]

[As Wade's self-appointed handler, Cable is close to him and quickly notices he's getting panicky. He hooks a metal finger in the back of his shorts, giving him a firm tug backward.]

Tuck your balls back in your shorts and give them a second.

Hey! My balls aren't-- [He looks down as he's carried backward like a terrible act on the getting yanked off the stage with a hook.] Oh, hey, would you look at that? Hey, fellas.

[He turns as he readjusts himself to face Cable.] I just want to know what's going on. I'm trying to help!

[In the way that Wade helps, which is usually not at all, although he is worried.]

Everybody does. Give it a second.

[Cable's eyes leave Wade's face for a second, looking between Scott and Nate. His mouth presses into a thin line, voice lowering.]

He knows.

[Wade wants to argue and seems like he's about to, then Cable says that last bit and his mouth clamps shut. He looks over at Scott, in no way subtly.]

Oh? Just about... [leaning in close to whisper.] Nate? Or...?

[Ya know.]

[The whistle manages to break through some of Scott's more moody thoughts, the teen turning to the mutant that he saw at the pool party, but hadn't really talked with. Guess that's changing. He doesn't really know much about him, although guess that isn't important right now. He's obviously upset, worried about Nate too and yeah. Of course.

For a moment he feels his throat dry, not sure how to really respond, but he eventually speaks up.]

He overextended himself. Like. Used his powers too much and now he's in a coma.

[Scott's voice is almost quiet, one hand clenched around his other arm as he looks at Wade. He's mostly just angry and grumpy at Julian and Nate and Quentin to some extent, but also battling that concern still. Teenage emotions are a mess.]

It's my fault.

[He's seen Scott, but given him a wide berth due almost exclusively because of Cable threatening him to keep just fucking mouth shut about any 'who's your daddy, baby drama' that he may or may not know a lot about. And Wade knows he's not good at keeping his mouth shut.

Young Scott is pulling off the sad depressed puppy look surprisingly well, so Wade's fire seems to die just a bit.] Your fault? Huh. Well, that's new.

[Wasn't Cyclops supposed to be the perfect one? Or the annoyingly self-righteous one, any way.] How was it your fault?

['That's new,' so, guess that's confirmation that he too probably knows of him from an alternative universe or whatever. That bit doesn't feel new to him at this point; it is pretty much standard, really. However, for once Scott doesn't let that usual anger and irritation claw up his chest, instead still focused on the other mutant who at least doesn't seem to know what's going on with Nate.

Like he probably knew of the whole father and son thing, but since they're focusing on Nate's well-being... and he is feeling guilty about it still, that emotion prevails against the others.

The teen doesn't release his arm, head glancing over at the others for a moment.]

I. I should've blasted Beckett more or something. Like. Stop Nate from using his powers too much against him. Noticed that he was using them too much to begin with. [....] Maybe insisted that he didn't fly us back, I... could've figured a different way across the desert.

[Saying this stuff out loud, it feels like he could've done a lot of other things. Make better plans???]

Yeah, sure. You could have done those things. [Wade has no idea half of what he's saying, but he gets the gist. Shit was fucked.] Were you the leader, though?

[Scott usually was, but seeing as he's just a lil' guy right now, maybe he wasn't.]

At least everyone's alive...? [Wade doesn't have the best track record with that, after all.]

No, I wasn't the leader, but I was supposed to watch over Nate, right?

[It wasn't directly stated, but that kind of felt like the reason why he was there, mostly. Kind of feels more like that after finding about the whole father son thing.]

And I don't know about the others in the group.

[He bites his lip, another flash of guilt passing through Scott. He planned on going back to Solmara to help complete the mission, but the portal only has enough for exactly 15 trips. If he went back now, he'd be taking away someone's chance of coming back. And. That would be fucked. So, he's here now. He didn't even know about that whole restriction until coming back... but Scott probably would've done the same thing anyway.

Drag Nate back through the portal. He needed help.]

They really seemed capable and stuff. [But yeah he's worried. He just has to trust in their abilities, right?]

[Wade tilts his head at that like a curious puppy. He's not got much of a poker face, but he's also made a promise not to spill any beans. NO BEANS, WADE!]

Right, sure. I barely know Nate, but I'm guessing he didn't want to be watched over? And was trying to do the exact same back to you? A battle of who could be the most sacrificial... [He glances at Nate, frowning.] Guess he won.

[He doesn't really know what else to say. Family shit is not his wheelhouse. His family was shit. He didn't know anything else.]

I guess. [Nate's definitely the type to put others before himself, huh? And he'd definitely want to protect his dipshit not father, even if said not father didn't know about the relation until now. Those thoughts almost gets him angry again, both at Nate... and himself. He just has to wait until he recovers to confront him about all this.

And he will recover. Scott isn't going to consider anything else. He can't, even as he continues to watch Nate's unmoving form in Julian's arms.

Some of that worry morphs, a helpless sort of anxiety clinging onto him with the remaining bit turning into stress and causing him to fold his hands into tight fists. He needs to vent, probably, and since Wade is the closest mutant to him right now...]

He still shouldn't have pushed himself so hard.

[He can tell in the lingering silence that Scott is really beating himself up in his head. Wade doesn't need to be a mind-reader to see that.]

Well, you can read him the riot act about it when he wakes up? [Wade offers, with ah shrug.] Not sure if that will work, though. Might just make him do it harder next time.

He overworked himself and he's napping it off. No big deal, it happens.

( julian was out for weeks, once. days after several other occasions. foley's put himself into comas before - not intentional, but it's a thing that just happens sometimes. julian doesn't look too worried as he adjusts nate's weight in his arms, and starts walking him up to the door of the iguanas' cabin. )

Give him a day or so and he'll be back up. Probably. If not, Sophie or Quire can kickstart him.

No big deal? No big deal is when Dogpool takes a shit on the floor. Or Wolverine. Or I get blown up. But this seems a bit more than that.

[See that? That's Wade's skeptical face. And he still looks pretty worried, and he's following Julian now.]

What was he doing to overwork himself?

It isn't.

( well. it is relatively serious, but also - not really. )

This's pretty normal for people with psionic-based abilities. You overtax your head enough, it knocks you out. Happened to me a few times, and I'm not a telepath.

( telekinetic though, which is how he opens the door without taking his hands off of nate and hauls him inside the cabin. )

Okay, but can't it do lasting damage? [He remembers some vague comments Nate made when they first met. That make him think him pushing himself could be a real bad idea.] Especially with how powerful Nate is.

Not saying you're weak! [He follows right behind into the cabin.] I'm sure you're great... with your automatic door opening powers or whatever.

(Okay. She organized the Iguana's cabin for space and a place for Nate to rest. Her mind is focused on a list of things that she has to get going, so this is not a complete nightmare to deal with if she starts yapping too. Nothing she can do, and worrying? Not her thing. She's more action, and right now, her action is limited. She mourns and frets after a job is done, not during.

Alright. She's got a bag filled with snacks and candy for Quentin, and she just TKs it his way to eat when he needs them as she finds Extra Slim, baby Scott Summers. God, when did she decide to take care of the children? This feels very Frost, and she isn't sure she likes it.

Fine. First things first, messages as she grabs Scott's wrist to get him away from the crowd.)

Come on. You're with me.

(To Quentin, the message goes:

/I'll distract Julian so you can have some peace later. I'll tend to Extra Slim, but I'm keeping an ear./)

[Scott's so grumpy, but honestly downtrodden, that he really doesn't notice Sophie until he feels a hand suddenly wrap around his wrist to start pulling him away from the others-- all the other mutants. And Nate. His son. Well, sort of. It's still enough of a revelation that he feels like he's been poleaxed, especially since everyone else seems to know about it except for him.

What else is new?

And thus, he feels that anger from before rising, that specific emotion stepping up this time. Once they're away at a respectable distance, he pull his wrist from Sophie and gives her one of those familiar defensive teenage Scott frowns. It's how he feels like 50% of the time.]

You didn't tell me.

[Oh look, a new person for Scott to be mad at. He's been feeling that way towards Julian, Quentin, and Nate, so why not add Sophie to the list too? Mostly because she's the person that's actually been trying to help him, train him a little. So, it feels worse.] Do all of you think it's fucking hilarious?

[His voice cracks a little at the end, he's not going to cry. Okay!!]

(She's feeling his anger and defensiveness as her own, but at least she's good enough to know that it's not hers. She's got, in this case, absolutely nothing to hide — and she doesn't even have to look into his brain to find out exactly what is it that he's mad at her for.

Someone tattled. Or Nate told him. Probably tattling though, since he didn't arrive that mad when she first felt him come back into Etraya. Knowing who he had been with, Quentin definitely made it worse, somehow and probably, him and his stupid mouth. She'll fish for the details in a bit, because right now she's wondering if she should just slap some feel-good hormones up his bloodstream to help Scott calm down.

Maybe not. Not right now, at least? Let's see how it plays out, but yelling at her doesn't do much. It only makes her cross her arms, as if she was waiting for the rest of it.

Shit, the kid is going to cry. Okay, she doesn't shine here at all. Here goes nothing, she guesses. Ugh, fuck, emotions.)

Nope, it's not even remotely entertaining. I didn't tell you because it's not mine to tell, and besides, you surely asked me not to talk about our version of Cyclops to you, remember that?

[Maybe her words would make sense in a normal setting, but Scott's still so incensed, feeling like everyone is in on one big cosmic joke and he's the butt of it, that he doesn't really care. He's angry and upset, paired with that guilt, maybe even heighted because of his connection with Nate now. He let his... son overwhelm himself?? But also that feels so fucking weird too and---

His jaw clenches as he lets everything just boil over, because he doesn't know what else to do right now. He hates being here. He hates being a mutant--]

What, so you're saying it's my fault that everyone keeps hiding shit from me?! Just like everything else is, apparently?! [Like... he doesn't know, but he knows that people have baggage when it comes to Cyclops. The other him. He hates him. He's the reason why all this shit is happening in the first place, right?

He feels something burn underneath his eyes and he tries to pull away.]

Let me go, Sophie.

(She is trying so damn hard. There are so many options that she could deploy here — calm him down gradually so he doesn't notice it, rearrange the whole concept of her being in the list of people he is mad at, or literally just putting him to sleep. She's not. That'd only make shit worse in the long run, probably. Which means she has to go through this the normal way, but she is just not... Really meant for it, and it does bring her some self-doubt on whether she can really do better, be better, when everything else is just so much easier. It's a choice, she has to remember that, and she breathes in as much as she can so she remains true to it.

At least she told him she's new to this. She's not Emma "Teaching Is My Passion" Frost, although the face, powers and DNA might indicate otherwise. Sophie told him she will mess up, and that it's up to him if he wants to have her as his mentor even so. This definitely feels like one of these moments.

Alright. All she has to do is not make it worse. She can handle that, maybe.)

I'm not saying that, but I'm not letting you go either.

(Please.)

Look, I'm sorry I didn't tell you either, alright, the whole thing sucks, and I know you feel like we should have said something. That said, you are not him. I don't see you as him. Can you please calm down, drink some water, and we'll sit and figure this thing out?

You literally just said that.

[He snaps back, while trying to pull his wrist away from her again. He's done here, why does he need to listen to any of this? Yeah, he said he'd try and understand her and the other mutants more, but he's already fed up. Maybe the actual Scott Summers will come here at some point and they'll finally leave him alone.

But even if she releases his wrist, Scott doesn't follow his thoughts to start stomping away. He remains planted where he's standing, still on edge and tense, but she may notice that he's at least still listening to her. She's also a telepath, lucky her, maybe able to sense some of this even as his glasses hide half of his expression at all times.]

Yeah? Well, maybe tell that to Julian sometime. [Does he fully believe her? No.] And what exactly are we going to figure out, Sophie?

[Keep telling him to be more understanding to everyone else because they're her family? He doesn't belong here.]

(He'll manage to break free, but it kind of just brings that same pose she used on him to get him to pipe down at the barbecue. The authority figure one, before she realizes what she is doing and drops her arms, relaxes her posture. This is not going to help this time. It's not order and a shake-up he needs, it's quite the opposite, but in specifics? Fuck it if she knows.)

What did Hellion do this time?

(Jesus Christ.)

I wanna hear from straight from you, and I'll answer all questions that I can answer myself. I want to help you. Please, come on.

[Something within Scott flares seeing her adapt that pose, an ugly and angry feeling that almost pushes him to that edge to just leave her. Leave all this. Probably not forever, because he can't deep down, but for a while. But Sophie doesn't let that pose last long enough and so he doesn't start turning away, movement forgotten as he instead continues to listen to her.

And well, still be angry. Because it's Scott. This Scott.]

What doesn't he do?

[No, he's not a fan. Getting kicked into the pool without warning didn't help. The amount of disdain that he seems to have towards his other self doesn't help either.]

But fine, help me. [He's giving her the option at least?? But... the attitude.]

[Cable's expression is solemn as the grave, which is in stark contrast to the tie-dye shirt and the denim shorts. It's not a particularly gaudy outfit, but he still manages to feel like a clown.

It's also not like him to hang back, but he's clearly a little torn between what's happening with Nate and why Scott looks as irritable as he does. Not unusual for a teen, a little unusual given the situation.

He's not Julian's biggest fan after his pool antics, but admittedly he appears to have the situation in hand. Cable busies himself by attempting to stop people congregating and loitering like this is some sort of spectacle (even if it is). He makes his way toward Scott specifically, giving him a bit of space when he approaches.]

You alright, kid?

[It's the old man. Cable. Nathaniel.

...Right.

Ever since Julian mentioned that he has another son in this world, Scott was spending the time (when he wasn't hissing and being angry at the other mutant) thinking about who it may be. Well, he was doing that between moments of being worried about Nate and blaming himself too. Look, he can multitask being upset. It's a special skill. Why be upset about one thing when you can be upset about multiple things at once?

But, yeah. The grumpy old man who didn't give him a last name and also has a similar name to Nate? Yeah. He's his fucking first guess. He doesn't know how to fully react as Cable approaches, torn between confronting him right now or being angry at him too. Although he's asking him if he's okay and-- Scott finds himself swallowing hard.]

Everyone seems to like hiding things from me like it's some fucking huge joke. What do you think? [Also Nate is like this partially because of him. Well not really but Scott's going to blame himself anyway.]

[Well, doesn't take a genius to figure out what's triggering this outburst. Cable doesn't look particularly taken aback, though his mouth twitches at being cussed out by Scott.]

Are you actually asking what I think? [Cable glances at the unfolding situation beside them-- he's concerned, but he thinks Nate will be okay. Scott doesn't look okay and nobody else is handling it, so he puts a hand on his shoulder and nudges him.]

C'mon, let's go somewhere private.

Yes, no, I don't know.

[Which feels like a common thing for him. Not only being young, but from a different universe from everyone else. Though a brief memory floats into his mind, about Cable not being from the same timeline as everyone else as well, but he's also not expecting much. The moody look is still sent towards Nate, before that hand on his shoulder gets him to look up at Cable.

And. He also feels conflicted too.

Something in him still feels defensive, almost resistant, but searching the older man's eyes, he eventually nods. Getting away from everyone else doesn't sound like a bad idea anyway. Far from it.]

...Fine. Lead the way.

[It's difficult not to feel a little bemused by seeing his parental figure go through the awkward motions of his teenage years. It's somewhat familiar to him even now, when he was snippy and irritable. He still is, but it's different. He's taller now.

He doesn't lead them too far off, he wants to be in screaming distance. He doesn't want Scott to feel like a spectacle, even if most everyone is distracted.]

Start by telling me what happened on Solmara.

[He quietly follows Cable's lead with perhaps surprisingly little fuss, though that storm cloud above his head doesn't seem to dissipate either. Still clinging to that moody teenage angst like a second skin, although at least he hasn't taken it out on the other mutant yet. Still many opportunities for that to happen, but it doesn't burst out yet.

He just stops when Cable does, hands back in his pockets, and okay. That question honestly is kind of hard, but maybe not the hardest? Well, except for the part that Nate put himself in a coma-- which only gets the guilt to come up harder. There's less chance of that explosive anger as he thinks solely on this.

Scott speaks up after moment, though his voice is a little more quiet.]

We were in a fight. The other side had a telepath too, with shields. Nate had to use all of his own powers to knock him out. [...] And bring myself and him back to the portal.

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