#samlxanders

Bobby was trying to wrap his head around so much right now. Being in the future, all his friends being god knows where and, well... his sexuality as well. The conversation with his older self had been needed and actually it felt like it was a weight off his chest to admit it to himself, even if he’d only done that at this point. But he was trying to stop clenching up every time he thought about it.

Needing a little time to chill (heh) he decided to snoop around the park and was tempted to make a few snowballs but didn’t want to draw much attention to himself. As it was, his emotions were a little honky at the moment so he was leaving a trail of frost behind him as he walked... oops. “Aww crapbaskets.” he sighed, looking at the icy trail behind him and seeing a guy looking down at the trail a few feet back. “Sorry,” he waved a hand, “That’s mine... Uhh I mean, I made it.” Bobby shrugged, “Kind of an ice snail at the minute.”

"Hey, Sam, ya lookin' for someone?" Anna grinned, pausing in the doorway to the institute. Most of the X-Men were teachers there or held other positions of leadership within District X. She'd heard that Sam was there, but this was the first time she'd actually seen him with her own eyes.

Smirking faintly, she lifted her shoulder. "Ya missed all the excitement." NOVA was finally gone. The agency itself wouldn't be a threat to them anymore. It didn't mean another wouldn't rise up to replace it, Erik never ceased to remind her of that, but at the very least it afforded them a much needed break.