[Wade's not exactly got a cap on anything going on in his head, so it's up to Charles's control alone to not be hit by the hurricane equivalent of 100 really, really pissed-off Tasmanian devils. Rabid ones. The kind that overcame the very essence of nature and got the worst bout of rabies/scabies imaginable.]
Sorry to reduce you to freak GPS, but I gotta move the plot forward. I need to know if you can find Cable.
[Something might indicate he's already really sure what the answer is.]
[ Oh that's unexpected. Charles can wade (ha) through it though, he's an expert at this. He understands very quickly what is happening.]
Of course.
[ It goes quiet for a few moments. Charles usually doesn't scan out as far as he possibly can with his mind because it pushes the boundaries, but this is a serious matter. He goes as far as he can and searches for that familiar mind he touched recently. He knows how Cable feels, he would recognize his mind. And he knows the emptiness of that being gone. He takes several minutes to be certain.
When he comes back, Wade can probably tell before he says something, because their connection has some genuine regret and apology in it.]
I'm sorry, Wade. But ... he could be out in the Fringes. I can't reach that far.
[Sure, give him the room to do his whole Cerebro-without-old-man-stink-Cerebro thing. Except Wade's wound tighter than his own asshole because he's already made the decision he knows what's happened. It was fucking inevitable. Not only because it creates a lot of juicy drama, but because Cable's entire whole personality is wound around the fact he just fucks off into the timestream sometimes, and Wade in his movie form doesn't have the bodyslide capabilities to find him.
Inevitable that they'll find each other again, sure. Does he have to like it? Fuck no. Let's be real. Someone as mentally unstable as him was not meant to be a lone canon warrior.]
Yeah? Is that the lie you told yourself when Storm disappeared, too? Just confirmed what I already figured, Chuck. Thanks.
That is why Logan went out into the Fringes to be certain. It is what I did when Raven went away too.
[ Because they had to be sure. But Charles thinks the same is true of all of them: they would not have left without saying a word and gone into the Fringes unsafely. No, the end result is the same.]
Wow, lucky I'm the Dollar Store Logan equivalent and I get to do it myself! Goodie. [At least he's actually from Canada.
That's the thing. Nate would go fuck off into the Fringes without saying a word, because he's a huge asshole who's allergic to emotions and, especially, conversations that may indicate feelings are involved. Storm was actually a mature adult.]
No. I'll tell him. I don't know how... close, or whatever, they got. But it's my turn to be the bearer of bad news.
[Can't explain why. Maybe 'cause he already knows Scott hates him, so what's a bit more bad news off the side? There's one thing, though --]
Raven, when she was gone. You have that bond bullshit? Did you feel it happen? Incredible feeling, Chuck. I can feel it. And it's not like a fucking missing limb, because I know what that feels like, a hundred times over. This is worse. He's not out in the goddamn Fringes doing body shots off hookers. He's gone.
Would you like me to come over? I'll bring food and liquor, and we can talk about it.
[ There have been no words that have worked for any of them to feel better about what happened to their loved ones. He knows it's not that easy, but he also doesn't think Wade should be alone. He has been said to be a comforting presence, and he thinks it's fair to at least offer, even if he can't fix this for Wade.]
[Wow, what a sweet gesture. And the liquor part of it is tempting.]
Oooh, that's a no-can-do, Chuckster. Would hate to have to explain to everyone why I blew up the professor accidentally before he got to live through being old and bald like the rest of us.
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thetruefocus) wrote2025-03-30 02:16 pm
text in april post-event.
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What can I do for you?
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Sorry to reduce you to freak GPS, but I gotta move the plot forward. I need to know if you can find Cable.
[Something might indicate he's already really sure what the answer is.]
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Of course.
[ It goes quiet for a few moments. Charles usually doesn't scan out as far as he possibly can with his mind because it pushes the boundaries, but this is a serious matter. He goes as far as he can and searches for that familiar mind he touched recently. He knows how Cable feels, he would recognize his mind. And he knows the emptiness of that being gone. He takes several minutes to be certain.
When he comes back, Wade can probably tell before he says something, because their connection has some genuine regret and apology in it.]
I'm sorry, Wade. But ... he could be out in the Fringes. I can't reach that far.
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Inevitable that they'll find each other again, sure. Does he have to like it? Fuck no. Let's be real. Someone as mentally unstable as him was not meant to be a lone canon warrior.]
Yeah? Is that the lie you told yourself when Storm disappeared, too? Just confirmed what I already figured, Chuck. Thanks.
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[ Because they had to be sure. But Charles thinks the same is true of all of them: they would not have left without saying a word and gone into the Fringes unsafely. No, the end result is the same.]
Do you want me to tell Scott?
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That's the thing. Nate would go fuck off into the Fringes without saying a word, because he's a huge asshole who's allergic to emotions and, especially, conversations that may indicate feelings are involved. Storm was actually a mature adult.]
No. I'll tell him. I don't know how... close, or whatever, they got. But it's my turn to be the bearer of bad news.
[Can't explain why. Maybe 'cause he already knows Scott hates him, so what's a bit more bad news off the side? There's one thing, though --]
Raven, when she was gone. You have that bond bullshit? Did you feel it happen? Incredible feeling, Chuck. I can feel it. And it's not like a fucking missing limb, because I know what that feels like, a hundred times over. This is worse. He's not out in the goddamn Fringes doing body shots off hookers. He's gone.
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[ There have been no words that have worked for any of them to feel better about what happened to their loved ones. He knows it's not that easy, but he also doesn't think Wade should be alone. He has been said to be a comforting presence, and he thinks it's fair to at least offer, even if he can't fix this for Wade.]
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Oooh, that's a no-can-do, Chuckster. Would hate to have to explain to everyone why I blew up the professor accidentally before he got to live through being old and bald like the rest of us.