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@time-displaced-terrorist
Hey. It’s Scott Summers. The good one. Not the terrorist.
Uh.. attempting to be better. Really hoping to change the future so I don’t end up like.. that.
If you have any questions.. go ahead.
Please be nice.. I know I become a monster but I’m not one yet I promise.
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*Theres an absolutely scrawny kid with red glasses kicking a can down the road*
@time-displaced-terrorist
▪︎ Matt turns his head in the direction of the kid.
⠦⠠⠃⠗⠑ ⠽⠕⠥ ⠁⠇⠗⠊⠛⠓⠞⠦⠴
"Are you alright?"
*Scott turns his head*
Me?
⠦⠠⠽⠕⠥⠄⠗⠑ ⠞⠓⠑ ⠕⠝⠇⠽ ⠕⠝⠑ ⠕⠥⠞ ⠓⠑⠗⠑ ⠅⠊⠉⠅⠊⠝⠛ ⠁ ⠉⠁⠝ ⠺⠓⠑⠝ ⠊⠞⠄⠎ ⠝⠑⠁⠗⠇⠽ ⠼⠁⠚⠚ ⠙⠑⠛⠗⠑⠑⠎ ⠕⠥⠞⠂ ⠎⠕ ⠽⠑⠁⠓⠂ ⠽⠕⠥⠲⠴
"You're the only one out here kicking a can when it's nearly 100 degrees out, so yeah, you."
*Scott looks around.*
Oh.. yeah. Sorry.
‘m okay.
▪︎ Matt nods, leaning back against the brick building, inching closer to the shade.
⠦⠠⠔⠋ ⠽⠕⠥⠄⠗⠑ ⠛⠕⠊⠝⠛ ⠞⠕ ⠏⠇⠁⠽ ⠕⠥⠞ ⠓⠑⠗⠑ ⠽⠕⠥ ⠝⠑⠑⠙ ⠞⠕ ⠎⠞⠁⠽ ⠓⠽⠙⠗⠁⠞⠑⠙⠲ ⠠⠙⠕ ⠽⠕⠥ ⠺⠁⠝⠞ ⠁ ⠃⠕⠞⠞⠇⠑ ⠕⠋ ⠺⠁⠞⠑⠗⠦ ⠰⠠⠔⠉⠁⠝ ⠗⠥⠝ ⠊⠝⠎⠊⠙⠑ ⠁⠝⠙ ⠛⠑⠞ ⠽⠕⠥ ⠎⠕⠍⠑⠲⠴
"If you're going to play out here you need to stay hydrated. Do you want a bottle of water? I can run inside and get you some."
I’m not really.. playing. I’m too old for that.
*Says the barely 16 year old.*
But I have juice.
*Pulls out the warmest box of apple juice.*
▪︎ Matt grimaces, but fixes his face, forcing a smile.
□ Even he can make out that drinking that stuff would be like drinking lava
⠦⠠⠺⠕⠥⠇⠙ ⠽⠕⠥ ⠇⠊⠅⠑ ⠊⠉⠑ ⠞⠕ ⠛⠕ ⠺⠊⠞⠓ ⠊⠞⠦ ⠰⠠⠔⠓⠁⠧⠑ ⠞⠓⠕⠎⠑ ⠗⠑⠙ ⠎⠕⠇⠕ ⠉⠥⠏⠎⠂ ⠽⠕⠥ ⠉⠕⠥⠇⠙ ⠞⠁⠅⠑ ⠊⠞ ⠺⠊⠞⠓ ⠽⠕⠥⠲⠴
"Would you like ice to go with it? I have those red solo cups, you could take it with you."
No it’s okay. Thank you. I don’t wanna make you do all that for someone like me.
⠦⠠⠔ ⠙⠕⠝⠄⠞ ⠍⠊⠝⠙⠲ ⠠⠚⠥⠎⠞ ⠺⠁⠊⠞ ⠓⠑⠗⠑⠂ ⠠⠔⠄⠇⠇ ⠃⠑ ⠗⠊⠛⠓⠞ ⠃⠁⠉⠅⠲⠴
"I don't mind. Just wait here, I'll be right back."
▪︎ Before he can object any further Matt goes back into the office and fixes him a cup of ice, he grabs a water bottle from the fridge, and heads back to him.
⠦⠠⠓⠑⠗⠑⠂ ⠞⠁⠅⠑ ⠞⠓⠑⠍ ⠃⠕⠞⠓⠲⠴
"Here, take them both."
Oh. Thank you mister.
*Scott sits on the ground next to Matt and sets his very warm juice box in the ice so it can cool down.*
What’s your name?
"the hell happened that made ya so skittish?"
I wouldn’t say I’m skittish. But uh.. lots of stuff.
*Theres an absolutely scrawny kid with red glasses kicking a can down the road*
@time-displaced-terrorist
▪︎ Matt turns his head in the direction of the kid.
⠦⠠⠃⠗⠑ ⠽⠕⠥ ⠁⠇⠗⠊⠛⠓⠞⠦⠴
"Are you alright?"
*Scott turns his head*
Me?
⠦⠠⠽⠕⠥⠄⠗⠑ ⠞⠓⠑ ⠕⠝⠇⠽ ⠕⠝⠑ ⠕⠥⠞ ⠓⠑⠗⠑ ⠅⠊⠉⠅⠊⠝⠛ ⠁ ⠉⠁⠝ ⠺⠓⠑⠝ ⠊⠞⠄⠎ ⠝⠑⠁⠗⠇⠽ ⠼⠁⠚⠚ ⠙⠑⠛⠗⠑⠑⠎ ⠕⠥⠞⠂ ⠎⠕ ⠽⠑⠁⠓⠂ ⠽⠕⠥⠲⠴
"You're the only one out here kicking a can when it's nearly 100 degrees out, so yeah, you."
*Scott looks around.*
Oh.. yeah. Sorry.
‘m okay.
▪︎ Matt nods, leaning back against the brick building, inching closer to the shade.
⠦⠠⠔⠋ ⠽⠕⠥⠄⠗⠑ ⠛⠕⠊⠝⠛ ⠞⠕ ⠏⠇⠁⠽ ⠕⠥⠞ ⠓⠑⠗⠑ ⠽⠕⠥ ⠝⠑⠑⠙ ⠞⠕ ⠎⠞⠁⠽ ⠓⠽⠙⠗⠁⠞⠑⠙⠲ ⠠⠙⠕ ⠽⠕⠥ ⠺⠁⠝⠞ ⠁ ⠃⠕⠞⠞⠇⠑ ⠕⠋ ⠺⠁⠞⠑⠗⠦ ⠰⠠⠔⠉⠁⠝ ⠗⠥⠝ ⠊⠝⠎⠊⠙⠑ ⠁⠝⠙ ⠛⠑⠞ ⠽⠕⠥ ⠎⠕⠍⠑⠲⠴
"If you're going to play out here you need to stay hydrated. Do you want a bottle of water? I can run inside and get you some."
I’m not really.. playing. I’m too old for that.
*Says the barely 16 year old.*
But I have juice.
*Pulls out the warmest box of apple juice.*
▪︎ Matt grimaces, but fixes his face, forcing a smile.
□ Even he can make out that drinking that stuff would be like drinking lava
⠦⠠⠺⠕⠥⠇⠙ ⠽⠕⠥ ⠇⠊⠅⠑ ⠊⠉⠑ ⠞⠕ ⠛⠕ ⠺⠊⠞⠓ ⠊⠞⠦ ⠰⠠⠔⠓⠁⠧⠑ ⠞⠓⠕⠎⠑ ⠗⠑⠙ ⠎⠕⠇⠕ ⠉⠥⠏⠎⠂ ⠽⠕⠥ ⠉⠕⠥⠇⠙ ⠞⠁⠅⠑ ⠊⠞ ⠺⠊⠞⠓ ⠽⠕⠥⠲⠴
"Would you like ice to go with it? I have those red solo cups, you could take it with you."
No it’s okay. Thank you. I don’t wanna make you do all that for someone like me.
*Theres an absolutely scrawny kid with red glasses kicking a can down the road*
@time-displaced-terrorist
▪︎ Matt turns his head in the direction of the kid.
⠦⠠⠃⠗⠑ ⠽⠕⠥ ⠁⠇⠗⠊⠛⠓⠞⠦⠴
"Are you alright?"
*Scott turns his head*
Me?
⠦⠠⠽⠕⠥⠄⠗⠑ ⠞⠓⠑ ⠕⠝⠇⠽ ⠕⠝⠑ ⠕⠥⠞ ⠓⠑⠗⠑ ⠅⠊⠉⠅⠊⠝⠛ ⠁ ⠉⠁⠝ ⠺⠓⠑⠝ ⠊⠞⠄⠎ ⠝⠑⠁⠗⠇⠽ ⠼⠁⠚⠚ ⠙⠑⠛⠗⠑⠑⠎ ⠕⠥⠞⠂ ⠎⠕ ⠽⠑⠁⠓⠂ ⠽⠕⠥⠲⠴
"You're the only one out here kicking a can when it's nearly 100 degrees out, so yeah, you."
*Scott looks around.*
Oh.. yeah. Sorry.
‘m okay.
▪︎ Matt nods, leaning back against the brick building, inching closer to the shade.
⠦⠠⠔⠋ ⠽⠕⠥⠄⠗⠑ ⠛⠕⠊⠝⠛ ⠞⠕ ⠏⠇⠁⠽ ⠕⠥⠞ ⠓⠑⠗⠑ ⠽⠕⠥ ⠝⠑⠑⠙ ⠞⠕ ⠎⠞⠁⠽ ⠓⠽⠙⠗⠁⠞⠑⠙⠲ ⠠⠙⠕ ⠽⠕⠥ ⠺⠁⠝⠞ ⠁ ⠃⠕⠞⠞⠇⠑ ⠕⠋ ⠺⠁⠞⠑⠗⠦ ⠰⠠⠔⠉⠁⠝ ⠗⠥⠝ ⠊⠝⠎⠊⠙⠑ ⠁⠝⠙ ⠛⠑⠞ ⠽⠕⠥ ⠎⠕⠍⠑⠲⠴
"If you're going to play out here you need to stay hydrated. Do you want a bottle of water? I can run inside and get you some."
I’m not really.. playing. I’m too old for that.
*Says the barely 16 year old.*
But I have juice.
*Pulls out the warmest box of apple juice.*
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*Theres an absolutely scrawny kid with red glasses kicking a can down the road*
@time-displaced-terrorist
▪︎ Matt turns his head in the direction of the kid.
⠦⠠⠃⠗⠑ ⠽⠕⠥ ⠁⠇⠗⠊⠛⠓⠞⠦⠴
"Are you alright?"
*Scott turns his head*
Me?
⠦⠠⠽⠕⠥⠄⠗⠑ ⠞⠓⠑ ⠕⠝⠇⠽ ⠕⠝⠑ ⠕⠥⠞ ⠓⠑⠗⠑ ⠅⠊⠉⠅⠊⠝⠛ ⠁ ⠉⠁⠝ ⠺⠓⠑⠝ ⠊⠞⠄⠎ ⠝⠑⠁⠗⠇⠽ ⠼⠁⠚⠚ ⠙⠑⠛⠗⠑⠑⠎ ⠕⠥⠞⠂ ⠎⠕ ⠽⠑⠁⠓⠂ ⠽⠕⠥⠲⠴
"You're the only one out here kicking a can when it's nearly 100 degrees out, so yeah, you."
*Scott looks around.*
Oh.. yeah. Sorry.
‘m okay.
I hate time. I wish I could stop it happening.
Me too.
Who are you?
Scott Summers, sir.
If anyone needs me, I’ll be in the year 2950 BC, taking my chances with a young Apocalypse
Wh..? Okay.
..I’m sorry. ‘s this because of older me?
*offline*
I hate time. I wish I could stop it happening.
Me too.
Who are you?
Scott Summers, sir.
If anyone needs me, I’ll be in the year 2950 BC, taking my chances with a young Apocalypse
Wh..? Okay.
..I’m sorry. ‘s this because of older me?
I hate time. I wish I could stop it happening.
Me too.
Who are you?
Scott Summers, sir.
Hey miss? I heard you do things with time?
Can you change time too?
@time-displaced-terrorist
what exactly do you mean by "change time?" she looks up from her desk as she speaks, visibly pausing as though she recognizes him
*Scott shifts nervously, noticing the pause, knowing how recognizable he is. He kinda shrinks into himself*
Yeah like.. changing the future.. so it doesn’t happen?
there's no hate or even disdain in her expression. its concern.
"well, I'll have you know that you're the 3rd person to ask me this recently and I'll tell you what I told them: there's no such thing as a set future." she continues "the future is never certain, not only is it incredibly easy to change it also doesn't matter at all if you do"
Okay.. well what if you saw the future..? And it seemed really certain? And everyone you know and have met.. knows this future and expects it? How.. how can you change that?
"...do you want to be a little more specific?"
she waves for him to take a seat across from her desk
N.. not really no. But I guess I have to be huh?
*Scott takes a seat in the little bit too big chair.*
"well...I don't like to assume but I'm guessing this has to do with...your reputation? the one you haven't necessarily fulfilled yet"
*Scott nods*
I guess you’ve heard about it. Haven’t found a person who hasn’t.. I don’t want to become.. that
"well, I used to oversee all of time. I am passively familiar with your story, since I've only read reports from analysts."
"if you don't want to become that...you don't have to. you have free will, you can thank the multiverse for that"
But they’ll never stop seeing.. him. I’m the worst person in the world right now!
"well unfortunately you're more well known, but whatever he does I promise I've done worse. I'm separating myself from the woman I used to be"
…maybe you can make it so I’m not..? Make sure I don’t end up with the professor. And I stay with Jack? Or the orphanage? Or make it so I just.. don’t exist.
"I don't think the world would benefit from your absence, Scott. you're a good person. being good or bad isn't just something that happens to you it's the decisions you make every day, and you always make the best decisions"
Well clearly I don’t! I could’ve made loads of better decisions. Instead I chose to make mutants more hated and feared than ever! And I don’t want to do that!
Fix it! Please-
"Scott, I can't fix what isn't broken. you're only a boy, you can grow up to be a million different things. the man you are "supposed" to become was a product of his surroundings and you are not responsible for him."
"I've heard how people treat you when they know about him and trust me that if I still had any power over the universe it would be them I would change, not you. you're a kid, a good kid"
*Scott brings his knees to his chest in his big chair.*
I wanna be anyone else. Anyone but me. ‘m not good. ‘m not even nice.
"that's not what I think. I'm acquaintances with a grown version of you and I've always thought he was a nice man. if a little stubborn" she smiles a bit like she's reliving a memory
"and you seem like a sweet kid to me"
*Scott shakes his head*
no
she rests her chin on a fist, her arm propped on her desk. a small smile still rests on her face.
"no? and what have you done that would make me think less of you?" she points at him "you not him"
..fought a lot of people who probably didn’t deserve it..
"I don't care about that. you probably made a judgement call and it went south. happens to the best of us"
*lil head shake*
"mhm yes it does and I would know. I've seen all of time"
I accidentally killed a girl’s father..
"accidentally?"
She went to shoot me and ended up shooting her father instead…
"that is absolutely not your fault"
And I keep running away from all my issues even though I know I shouldn’t..
"well my best friend thinks I'm dead and all my new friends have terrible mental issues"
"I'm gonna save you the breath and tell you right now that there is not a single thing you could tell me where I would stop believing in you. I mean it."
I don’t get why.
"because you try your best to be good. and that's all anyone can ever do"
CLEARLY I DON’T!
*Scott throws his hands in the air.*
she grins a bit, glad he feels comfortable enough to have a small outburst.
"well I think you do! from my perspective this feels like you coming into my office and saying "but Miss! I don't wanna be a barista!" so I tell you that "you don't have to be a barista!" but you refuse to believe me because in one universe you become a barista. you are still so far away from being a grown up, you can still be whatever you want to be."
But everyone looks at me like it’s already been decided. It’s just who I’m destined to become.. even my dad sees it in me and he’s really cool.
"well they don't know what they're talking about. you came to a time and universe expert because you trust that what I said would be an educated opinion right? they don't know what they're talking about at all. and i think it's very wrong of your father to say that to you, it's his responsibility to make sure you grow up to be a responsible man"
*Scott rocks back and forth as a self soothing gesture but remembers he’s in public so stops.*
Even if I don’t become.. that.. it’s still going to haunt me. No matter what I become people won’t forget it.
she frowns a bit at that and reaches for something in her desk before pulling out a rubix cube where each color is actually a different texture and passing it over to him "here, don't worry about it"
"well then that says more about them than it does about you. I think it's very ironic that mutants preach about how humans shouldn't have preconceived notions or fears based only on "potential for danger" but they still do those exact same things to you. that's not very fair"
*Scott lights up a little as he gets it in his hands.*
Nothing’s ever fair…
*Scott gets a little fixated on the ball before remembering he has to be ‘polite’.*
But it’s understandable why they’d think that of me.. I get it.
"do you mind explaining it to me? because from where I'm standing it looks like a double standard"
Well cause.. I already did that stuff to them.. it happened. They have a reason to be angry or afraid. Like a painful memory made flesh.
But the potential for danger stuff.. that mutant usually hasn’t done anything. So it’s stupid to hate them for nothing.
I did/do something. I deserve the hate.
"Scott. you're a child, you haven't actually done anything"
But like.. I did to them so.. that’s what counts.
"no, because that wasn't you. that was him."
I am him..
"not yet, and most likely not at all"
*Scott gives a little shrug.*
I don’t want to..
"don't want to do what?"
Become him. Do bad things.. kill the professor.
"then don't"
*Scott curls into himself a little more.*
"are you cold?"
*Little shrug*
No.
"I'm sorry you're going through this, Scott. you don't deserve it"
..’s fine.. trying not to run from it.
*lil sniffle* it’s okay.
immediately, her cold black heart shatters and she's not really sure what to do. she's always been so terrible with emotions how did Mobius do it so flawlessly?
she gets up and walks over to the other side of the desk, kneeling so she's at his level "you can cry if you need to. is there anything I can do for you?"
*Scott shakes his head, keeps his eyes locked on the rubix cub.*
‘m okay. ‘s fine.
"it's okay if you're not. you have a big weight on your shoulders"
Don’t tell me that. I don’t. It’s fine. Nothing I can’t handle.
she nods "you do. I know you're a strong boy but this would be difficult for anyone."
*sniffle.*
Mm mm.
her vision goes blurry as her eyes fill with tears so she can only bring herself to nod.
*Scott drags his arm under his glasses to wipe his eyes.*
von stands up and takes her box of tissues from her desk and picks one for herself before offering the rest to him. she clears her throat and dabs her eyes
"I'm sorry"
*Scott shakes his head*
Don’t be.
"I just don't want you thinking you're the problem but I don't know how to prove it to you. the people around you can be so cruel"
It’s okay.. ‘m okay..
"do you need a hug?"
…I wouldn’t mind one
she opens her arms for a hug and pulls him into one
she hugs him for as long as he needs
*Scott hugs back and after a moment starts to tremble in Von’s arms. He pulled back after another moment, sniffling. He desperately wanted a longer hug but he’d be damned if the leader of the X-men cried because that was the first hug he had gotten since he got forced into the future.*
he sees that she also has tears in her eyes again but they're quickly blinked away. she's never seen anything so small need to be so strong for so long.
"I want you to know that my door is always open for you, okay? even if you're hungry or need a second opinion on something or just want to be in someone's company. I'm here."
*Scott takes a shaky breath, a compliment and a half away from ugly sobbing.*
Mhm.. thank you miss.
"you can keep that by the way" she sniffs softly and nods to the fidget toy in his hands
Oh- thank you so much. I really like it.
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I hate time. I wish I could stop it happening.
Me too.
Hey miss? I heard you do things with time?
Can you change time too?
@time-displaced-terrorist
what exactly do you mean by "change time?" she looks up from her desk as she speaks, visibly pausing as though she recognizes him
*Scott shifts nervously, noticing the pause, knowing how recognizable he is. He kinda shrinks into himself*
Yeah like.. changing the future.. so it doesn’t happen?
there's no hate or even disdain in her expression. its concern.
"well, I'll have you know that you're the 3rd person to ask me this recently and I'll tell you what I told them: there's no such thing as a set future." she continues "the future is never certain, not only is it incredibly easy to change it also doesn't matter at all if you do"
Okay.. well what if you saw the future..? And it seemed really certain? And everyone you know and have met.. knows this future and expects it? How.. how can you change that?
"...do you want to be a little more specific?"
she waves for him to take a seat across from her desk
N.. not really no. But I guess I have to be huh?
*Scott takes a seat in the little bit too big chair.*
"well...I don't like to assume but I'm guessing this has to do with...your reputation? the one you haven't necessarily fulfilled yet"
*Scott nods*
I guess you’ve heard about it. Haven’t found a person who hasn’t.. I don’t want to become.. that
"well, I used to oversee all of time. I am passively familiar with your story, since I've only read reports from analysts."
"if you don't want to become that...you don't have to. you have free will, you can thank the multiverse for that"
But they’ll never stop seeing.. him. I’m the worst person in the world right now!
"well unfortunately you're more well known, but whatever he does I promise I've done worse. I'm separating myself from the woman I used to be"
…maybe you can make it so I’m not..? Make sure I don’t end up with the professor. And I stay with Jack? Or the orphanage? Or make it so I just.. don’t exist.
"I don't think the world would benefit from your absence, Scott. you're a good person. being good or bad isn't just something that happens to you it's the decisions you make every day, and you always make the best decisions"
Well clearly I don’t! I could’ve made loads of better decisions. Instead I chose to make mutants more hated and feared than ever! And I don’t want to do that!
Fix it! Please-
"Scott, I can't fix what isn't broken. you're only a boy, you can grow up to be a million different things. the man you are "supposed" to become was a product of his surroundings and you are not responsible for him."
"I've heard how people treat you when they know about him and trust me that if I still had any power over the universe it would be them I would change, not you. you're a kid, a good kid"
*Scott brings his knees to his chest in his big chair.*
I wanna be anyone else. Anyone but me. ‘m not good. ‘m not even nice.
"that's not what I think. I'm acquaintances with a grown version of you and I've always thought he was a nice man. if a little stubborn" she smiles a bit like she's reliving a memory
"and you seem like a sweet kid to me"
*Scott shakes his head*
no
she rests her chin on a fist, her arm propped on her desk. a small smile still rests on her face.
"no? and what have you done that would make me think less of you?" she points at him "you not him"
..fought a lot of people who probably didn’t deserve it..
"I don't care about that. you probably made a judgement call and it went south. happens to the best of us"
*lil head shake*
"mhm yes it does and I would know. I've seen all of time"
I accidentally killed a girl’s father..
"accidentally?"
She went to shoot me and ended up shooting her father instead…
"that is absolutely not your fault"
And I keep running away from all my issues even though I know I shouldn’t..
"well my best friend thinks I'm dead and all my new friends have terrible mental issues"
"I'm gonna save you the breath and tell you right now that there is not a single thing you could tell me where I would stop believing in you. I mean it."
I don’t get why.
"because you try your best to be good. and that's all anyone can ever do"
CLEARLY I DON’T!
*Scott throws his hands in the air.*
she grins a bit, glad he feels comfortable enough to have a small outburst.
"well I think you do! from my perspective this feels like you coming into my office and saying "but Miss! I don't wanna be a barista!" so I tell you that "you don't have to be a barista!" but you refuse to believe me because in one universe you become a barista. you are still so far away from being a grown up, you can still be whatever you want to be."
But everyone looks at me like it’s already been decided. It’s just who I’m destined to become.. even my dad sees it in me and he’s really cool.
"well they don't know what they're talking about. you came to a time and universe expert because you trust that what I said would be an educated opinion right? they don't know what they're talking about at all. and i think it's very wrong of your father to say that to you, it's his responsibility to make sure you grow up to be a responsible man"
*Scott rocks back and forth as a self soothing gesture but remembers he’s in public so stops.*
Even if I don’t become.. that.. it’s still going to haunt me. No matter what I become people won’t forget it.
she frowns a bit at that and reaches for something in her desk before pulling out a rubix cube where each color is actually a different texture and passing it over to him "here, don't worry about it"
"well then that says more about them than it does about you. I think it's very ironic that mutants preach about how humans shouldn't have preconceived notions or fears based only on "potential for danger" but they still do those exact same things to you. that's not very fair"
*Scott lights up a little as he gets it in his hands.*
Nothing’s ever fair…
*Scott gets a little fixated on the ball before remembering he has to be ‘polite’.*
But it’s understandable why they’d think that of me.. I get it.
"do you mind explaining it to me? because from where I'm standing it looks like a double standard"
Well cause.. I already did that stuff to them.. it happened. They have a reason to be angry or afraid. Like a painful memory made flesh.
But the potential for danger stuff.. that mutant usually hasn’t done anything. So it’s stupid to hate them for nothing.
I did/do something. I deserve the hate.
"Scott. you're a child, you haven't actually done anything"
But like.. I did to them so.. that’s what counts.
"no, because that wasn't you. that was him."
I am him..
"not yet, and most likely not at all"
*Scott gives a little shrug.*
I don’t want to..
"don't want to do what?"
Become him. Do bad things.. kill the professor.
"then don't"
*Scott curls into himself a little more.*
"are you cold?"
*Little shrug*
No.
"I'm sorry you're going through this, Scott. you don't deserve it"
..’s fine.. trying not to run from it.
*lil sniffle* it’s okay.
immediately, her cold black heart shatters and she's not really sure what to do. she's always been so terrible with emotions how did Mobius do it so flawlessly?
she gets up and walks over to the other side of the desk, kneeling so she's at his level "you can cry if you need to. is there anything I can do for you?"
*Scott shakes his head, keeps his eyes locked on the rubix cub.*
‘m okay. ‘s fine.
"it's okay if you're not. you have a big weight on your shoulders"
Don’t tell me that. I don’t. It’s fine. Nothing I can’t handle.
she nods "you do. I know you're a strong boy but this would be difficult for anyone."
*sniffle.*
Mm mm.
her vision goes blurry as her eyes fill with tears so she can only bring herself to nod.
*Scott drags his arm under his glasses to wipe his eyes.*
von stands up and takes her box of tissues from her desk and picks one for herself before offering the rest to him. she clears her throat and dabs her eyes
"I'm sorry"
*Scott shakes his head*
Don’t be.
"I just don't want you thinking you're the problem but I don't know how to prove it to you. the people around you can be so cruel"
It’s okay.. ‘m okay..
"do you need a hug?"
…I wouldn’t mind one
she opens her arms for a hug and pulls him into one
she hugs him for as long as he needs
*Scott hugs back and after a moment starts to tremble in Von’s arms. He pulled back after another moment, sniffling. He desperately wanted a longer hug but he’d be damned if the leader of the X-men cried because that was the first hug he had gotten since he got forced into the future.*
he sees that she also has tears in her eyes again but they're quickly blinked away. she's never seen anything so small need to be so strong for so long.
"I want you to know that my door is always open for you, okay? even if you're hungry or need a second opinion on something or just want to be in someone's company. I'm here."
*Scott takes a shaky breath, a compliment and a half away from ugly sobbing.*
Mhm.. thank you miss.
Hey miss? I heard you do things with time?
Can you change time too?
@time-displaced-terrorist
what exactly do you mean by "change time?" she looks up from her desk as she speaks, visibly pausing as though she recognizes him
*Scott shifts nervously, noticing the pause, knowing how recognizable he is. He kinda shrinks into himself*
Yeah like.. changing the future.. so it doesn’t happen?
there's no hate or even disdain in her expression. its concern.
"well, I'll have you know that you're the 3rd person to ask me this recently and I'll tell you what I told them: there's no such thing as a set future." she continues "the future is never certain, not only is it incredibly easy to change it also doesn't matter at all if you do"
Okay.. well what if you saw the future..? And it seemed really certain? And everyone you know and have met.. knows this future and expects it? How.. how can you change that?
"...do you want to be a little more specific?"
she waves for him to take a seat across from her desk
N.. not really no. But I guess I have to be huh?
*Scott takes a seat in the little bit too big chair.*
"well...I don't like to assume but I'm guessing this has to do with...your reputation? the one you haven't necessarily fulfilled yet"
*Scott nods*
I guess you’ve heard about it. Haven’t found a person who hasn’t.. I don’t want to become.. that
"well, I used to oversee all of time. I am passively familiar with your story, since I've only read reports from analysts."
"if you don't want to become that...you don't have to. you have free will, you can thank the multiverse for that"
But they’ll never stop seeing.. him. I’m the worst person in the world right now!
"well unfortunately you're more well known, but whatever he does I promise I've done worse. I'm separating myself from the woman I used to be"
…maybe you can make it so I’m not..? Make sure I don’t end up with the professor. And I stay with Jack? Or the orphanage? Or make it so I just.. don’t exist.
"I don't think the world would benefit from your absence, Scott. you're a good person. being good or bad isn't just something that happens to you it's the decisions you make every day, and you always make the best decisions"
Well clearly I don’t! I could’ve made loads of better decisions. Instead I chose to make mutants more hated and feared than ever! And I don’t want to do that!
Fix it! Please-
"Scott, I can't fix what isn't broken. you're only a boy, you can grow up to be a million different things. the man you are "supposed" to become was a product of his surroundings and you are not responsible for him."
"I've heard how people treat you when they know about him and trust me that if I still had any power over the universe it would be them I would change, not you. you're a kid, a good kid"
*Scott brings his knees to his chest in his big chair.*
I wanna be anyone else. Anyone but me. ‘m not good. ‘m not even nice.
"that's not what I think. I'm acquaintances with a grown version of you and I've always thought he was a nice man. if a little stubborn" she smiles a bit like she's reliving a memory
"and you seem like a sweet kid to me"
*Scott shakes his head*
no
she rests her chin on a fist, her arm propped on her desk. a small smile still rests on her face.
"no? and what have you done that would make me think less of you?" she points at him "you not him"
..fought a lot of people who probably didn’t deserve it..
"I don't care about that. you probably made a judgement call and it went south. happens to the best of us"
*lil head shake*
"mhm yes it does and I would know. I've seen all of time"
I accidentally killed a girl’s father..
"accidentally?"
She went to shoot me and ended up shooting her father instead…
"that is absolutely not your fault"
And I keep running away from all my issues even though I know I shouldn’t..
"well my best friend thinks I'm dead and all my new friends have terrible mental issues"
"I'm gonna save you the breath and tell you right now that there is not a single thing you could tell me where I would stop believing in you. I mean it."
I don’t get why.
"because you try your best to be good. and that's all anyone can ever do"
CLEARLY I DON’T!
*Scott throws his hands in the air.*
she grins a bit, glad he feels comfortable enough to have a small outburst.
"well I think you do! from my perspective this feels like you coming into my office and saying "but Miss! I don't wanna be a barista!" so I tell you that "you don't have to be a barista!" but you refuse to believe me because in one universe you become a barista. you are still so far away from being a grown up, you can still be whatever you want to be."
But everyone looks at me like it’s already been decided. It’s just who I’m destined to become.. even my dad sees it in me and he’s really cool.
"well they don't know what they're talking about. you came to a time and universe expert because you trust that what I said would be an educated opinion right? they don't know what they're talking about at all. and i think it's very wrong of your father to say that to you, it's his responsibility to make sure you grow up to be a responsible man"
*Scott rocks back and forth as a self soothing gesture but remembers he’s in public so stops.*
Even if I don’t become.. that.. it’s still going to haunt me. No matter what I become people won’t forget it.
she frowns a bit at that and reaches for something in her desk before pulling out a rubix cube where each color is actually a different texture and passing it over to him "here, don't worry about it"
"well then that says more about them than it does about you. I think it's very ironic that mutants preach about how humans shouldn't have preconceived notions or fears based only on "potential for danger" but they still do those exact same things to you. that's not very fair"
*Scott lights up a little as he gets it in his hands.*
Nothing’s ever fair…
*Scott gets a little fixated on the ball before remembering he has to be ‘polite’.*
But it’s understandable why they’d think that of me.. I get it.
"do you mind explaining it to me? because from where I'm standing it looks like a double standard"
Well cause.. I already did that stuff to them.. it happened. They have a reason to be angry or afraid. Like a painful memory made flesh.
But the potential for danger stuff.. that mutant usually hasn’t done anything. So it’s stupid to hate them for nothing.
I did/do something. I deserve the hate.
"Scott. you're a child, you haven't actually done anything"
But like.. I did to them so.. that’s what counts.
"no, because that wasn't you. that was him."
I am him..
"not yet, and most likely not at all"
*Scott gives a little shrug.*
I don’t want to..
"don't want to do what?"
Become him. Do bad things.. kill the professor.
"then don't"
*Scott curls into himself a little more.*
"are you cold?"
*Little shrug*
No.
"I'm sorry you're going through this, Scott. you don't deserve it"
..’s fine.. trying not to run from it.
*lil sniffle* it’s okay.
immediately, her cold black heart shatters and she's not really sure what to do. she's always been so terrible with emotions how did Mobius do it so flawlessly?
she gets up and walks over to the other side of the desk, kneeling so she's at his level "you can cry if you need to. is there anything I can do for you?"
*Scott shakes his head, keeps his eyes locked on the rubix cub.*
‘m okay. ‘s fine.
"it's okay if you're not. you have a big weight on your shoulders"
Don’t tell me that. I don’t. It’s fine. Nothing I can’t handle.
she nods "you do. I know you're a strong boy but this would be difficult for anyone."
*sniffle.*
Mm mm.
her vision goes blurry as her eyes fill with tears so she can only bring herself to nod.
*Scott drags his arm under his glasses to wipe his eyes.*
von stands up and takes her box of tissues from her desk and picks one for herself before offering the rest to him. she clears her throat and dabs her eyes
"I'm sorry"
*Scott shakes his head*
Don’t be.
"I just don't want you thinking you're the problem but I don't know how to prove it to you. the people around you can be so cruel"
It’s okay.. ‘m okay..
"do you need a hug?"
…I wouldn’t mind one
she opens her arms for a hug and pulls him into one
she hugs him for as long as he needs
*Scott hugs back and after a moment starts to tremble in Von’s arms. He pulled back after another moment, sniffling. He desperately wanted a longer hug but he’d be damned if the leader of the X-men cried because that was the first hug he had gotten since he got forced into the future.*
Hey miss? I heard you do things with time?
Can you change time too?
@time-displaced-terrorist
what exactly do you mean by "change time?" she looks up from her desk as she speaks, visibly pausing as though she recognizes him
*Scott shifts nervously, noticing the pause, knowing how recognizable he is. He kinda shrinks into himself*
Yeah like.. changing the future.. so it doesn’t happen?
there's no hate or even disdain in her expression. its concern.
"well, I'll have you know that you're the 3rd person to ask me this recently and I'll tell you what I told them: there's no such thing as a set future." she continues "the future is never certain, not only is it incredibly easy to change it also doesn't matter at all if you do"
Okay.. well what if you saw the future..? And it seemed really certain? And everyone you know and have met.. knows this future and expects it? How.. how can you change that?
"...do you want to be a little more specific?"
she waves for him to take a seat across from her desk
N.. not really no. But I guess I have to be huh?
*Scott takes a seat in the little bit too big chair.*
"well...I don't like to assume but I'm guessing this has to do with...your reputation? the one you haven't necessarily fulfilled yet"
*Scott nods*
I guess you’ve heard about it. Haven’t found a person who hasn’t.. I don’t want to become.. that
"well, I used to oversee all of time. I am passively familiar with your story, since I've only read reports from analysts."
"if you don't want to become that...you don't have to. you have free will, you can thank the multiverse for that"
But they’ll never stop seeing.. him. I’m the worst person in the world right now!
"well unfortunately you're more well known, but whatever he does I promise I've done worse. I'm separating myself from the woman I used to be"
…maybe you can make it so I’m not..? Make sure I don’t end up with the professor. And I stay with Jack? Or the orphanage? Or make it so I just.. don’t exist.
"I don't think the world would benefit from your absence, Scott. you're a good person. being good or bad isn't just something that happens to you it's the decisions you make every day, and you always make the best decisions"
Well clearly I don’t! I could’ve made loads of better decisions. Instead I chose to make mutants more hated and feared than ever! And I don’t want to do that!
Fix it! Please-
"Scott, I can't fix what isn't broken. you're only a boy, you can grow up to be a million different things. the man you are "supposed" to become was a product of his surroundings and you are not responsible for him."
"I've heard how people treat you when they know about him and trust me that if I still had any power over the universe it would be them I would change, not you. you're a kid, a good kid"
*Scott brings his knees to his chest in his big chair.*
I wanna be anyone else. Anyone but me. ‘m not good. ‘m not even nice.
"that's not what I think. I'm acquaintances with a grown version of you and I've always thought he was a nice man. if a little stubborn" she smiles a bit like she's reliving a memory
"and you seem like a sweet kid to me"
*Scott shakes his head*
no
she rests her chin on a fist, her arm propped on her desk. a small smile still rests on her face.
"no? and what have you done that would make me think less of you?" she points at him "you not him"
..fought a lot of people who probably didn’t deserve it..
"I don't care about that. you probably made a judgement call and it went south. happens to the best of us"
*lil head shake*
"mhm yes it does and I would know. I've seen all of time"
I accidentally killed a girl’s father..
"accidentally?"
She went to shoot me and ended up shooting her father instead…
"that is absolutely not your fault"
And I keep running away from all my issues even though I know I shouldn’t..
"well my best friend thinks I'm dead and all my new friends have terrible mental issues"
"I'm gonna save you the breath and tell you right now that there is not a single thing you could tell me where I would stop believing in you. I mean it."
I don’t get why.
"because you try your best to be good. and that's all anyone can ever do"
CLEARLY I DON’T!
*Scott throws his hands in the air.*
she grins a bit, glad he feels comfortable enough to have a small outburst.
"well I think you do! from my perspective this feels like you coming into my office and saying "but Miss! I don't wanna be a barista!" so I tell you that "you don't have to be a barista!" but you refuse to believe me because in one universe you become a barista. you are still so far away from being a grown up, you can still be whatever you want to be."
But everyone looks at me like it’s already been decided. It’s just who I’m destined to become.. even my dad sees it in me and he’s really cool.
"well they don't know what they're talking about. you came to a time and universe expert because you trust that what I said would be an educated opinion right? they don't know what they're talking about at all. and i think it's very wrong of your father to say that to you, it's his responsibility to make sure you grow up to be a responsible man"
*Scott rocks back and forth as a self soothing gesture but remembers he’s in public so stops.*
Even if I don’t become.. that.. it’s still going to haunt me. No matter what I become people won’t forget it.
she frowns a bit at that and reaches for something in her desk before pulling out a rubix cube where each color is actually a different texture and passing it over to him "here, don't worry about it"
"well then that says more about them than it does about you. I think it's very ironic that mutants preach about how humans shouldn't have preconceived notions or fears based only on "potential for danger" but they still do those exact same things to you. that's not very fair"
*Scott lights up a little as he gets it in his hands.*
Nothing’s ever fair…
*Scott gets a little fixated on the ball before remembering he has to be ‘polite’.*
But it’s understandable why they’d think that of me.. I get it.
"do you mind explaining it to me? because from where I'm standing it looks like a double standard"
Well cause.. I already did that stuff to them.. it happened. They have a reason to be angry or afraid. Like a painful memory made flesh.
But the potential for danger stuff.. that mutant usually hasn’t done anything. So it’s stupid to hate them for nothing.
I did/do something. I deserve the hate.
"Scott. you're a child, you haven't actually done anything"
But like.. I did to them so.. that’s what counts.
"no, because that wasn't you. that was him."
I am him..
"not yet, and most likely not at all"
*Scott gives a little shrug.*
I don’t want to..
"don't want to do what?"
Become him. Do bad things.. kill the professor.
"then don't"
*Scott curls into himself a little more.*
"are you cold?"
*Little shrug*
No.
"I'm sorry you're going through this, Scott. you don't deserve it"
..’s fine.. trying not to run from it.
*lil sniffle* it’s okay.
immediately, her cold black heart shatters and she's not really sure what to do. she's always been so terrible with emotions how did Mobius do it so flawlessly?
she gets up and walks over to the other side of the desk, kneeling so she's at his level "you can cry if you need to. is there anything I can do for you?"
*Scott shakes his head, keeps his eyes locked on the rubix cub.*
‘m okay. ‘s fine.
"it's okay if you're not. you have a big weight on your shoulders"
Don’t tell me that. I don’t. It’s fine. Nothing I can’t handle.
she nods "you do. I know you're a strong boy but this would be difficult for anyone."
*sniffle.*
Mm mm.
her vision goes blurry as her eyes fill with tears so she can only bring herself to nod.
*Scott drags his arm under his glasses to wipe his eyes.*
von stands up and takes her box of tissues from her desk and picks one for herself before offering the rest to him. she clears her throat and dabs her eyes
"I'm sorry"
*Scott shakes his head*
Don’t be.
"I just don't want you thinking you're the problem but I don't know how to prove it to you. the people around you can be so cruel"
It’s okay.. ‘m okay..
"do you need a hug?"
…I wouldn’t mind one
Hey miss? I heard you do things with time?
Can you change time too?
@time-displaced-terrorist
what exactly do you mean by "change time?" she looks up from her desk as she speaks, visibly pausing as though she recognizes him
*Scott shifts nervously, noticing the pause, knowing how recognizable he is. He kinda shrinks into himself*
Yeah like.. changing the future.. so it doesn’t happen?
there's no hate or even disdain in her expression. its concern.
"well, I'll have you know that you're the 3rd person to ask me this recently and I'll tell you what I told them: there's no such thing as a set future." she continues "the future is never certain, not only is it incredibly easy to change it also doesn't matter at all if you do"
Okay.. well what if you saw the future..? And it seemed really certain? And everyone you know and have met.. knows this future and expects it? How.. how can you change that?
"...do you want to be a little more specific?"
she waves for him to take a seat across from her desk
N.. not really no. But I guess I have to be huh?
*Scott takes a seat in the little bit too big chair.*
"well...I don't like to assume but I'm guessing this has to do with...your reputation? the one you haven't necessarily fulfilled yet"
*Scott nods*
I guess you’ve heard about it. Haven’t found a person who hasn’t.. I don’t want to become.. that
"well, I used to oversee all of time. I am passively familiar with your story, since I've only read reports from analysts."
"if you don't want to become that...you don't have to. you have free will, you can thank the multiverse for that"
But they’ll never stop seeing.. him. I’m the worst person in the world right now!
"well unfortunately you're more well known, but whatever he does I promise I've done worse. I'm separating myself from the woman I used to be"
…maybe you can make it so I’m not..? Make sure I don’t end up with the professor. And I stay with Jack? Or the orphanage? Or make it so I just.. don’t exist.
"I don't think the world would benefit from your absence, Scott. you're a good person. being good or bad isn't just something that happens to you it's the decisions you make every day, and you always make the best decisions"
Well clearly I don’t! I could’ve made loads of better decisions. Instead I chose to make mutants more hated and feared than ever! And I don’t want to do that!
Fix it! Please-
"Scott, I can't fix what isn't broken. you're only a boy, you can grow up to be a million different things. the man you are "supposed" to become was a product of his surroundings and you are not responsible for him."
"I've heard how people treat you when they know about him and trust me that if I still had any power over the universe it would be them I would change, not you. you're a kid, a good kid"
*Scott brings his knees to his chest in his big chair.*
I wanna be anyone else. Anyone but me. ‘m not good. ‘m not even nice.
"that's not what I think. I'm acquaintances with a grown version of you and I've always thought he was a nice man. if a little stubborn" she smiles a bit like she's reliving a memory
"and you seem like a sweet kid to me"
*Scott shakes his head*
no
she rests her chin on a fist, her arm propped on her desk. a small smile still rests on her face.
"no? and what have you done that would make me think less of you?" she points at him "you not him"
..fought a lot of people who probably didn’t deserve it..
"I don't care about that. you probably made a judgement call and it went south. happens to the best of us"
*lil head shake*
"mhm yes it does and I would know. I've seen all of time"
I accidentally killed a girl’s father..
"accidentally?"
She went to shoot me and ended up shooting her father instead…
"that is absolutely not your fault"
And I keep running away from all my issues even though I know I shouldn’t..
"well my best friend thinks I'm dead and all my new friends have terrible mental issues"
"I'm gonna save you the breath and tell you right now that there is not a single thing you could tell me where I would stop believing in you. I mean it."
I don’t get why.
"because you try your best to be good. and that's all anyone can ever do"
CLEARLY I DON’T!
*Scott throws his hands in the air.*
she grins a bit, glad he feels comfortable enough to have a small outburst.
"well I think you do! from my perspective this feels like you coming into my office and saying "but Miss! I don't wanna be a barista!" so I tell you that "you don't have to be a barista!" but you refuse to believe me because in one universe you become a barista. you are still so far away from being a grown up, you can still be whatever you want to be."
But everyone looks at me like it’s already been decided. It’s just who I’m destined to become.. even my dad sees it in me and he’s really cool.
"well they don't know what they're talking about. you came to a time and universe expert because you trust that what I said would be an educated opinion right? they don't know what they're talking about at all. and i think it's very wrong of your father to say that to you, it's his responsibility to make sure you grow up to be a responsible man"
*Scott rocks back and forth as a self soothing gesture but remembers he’s in public so stops.*
Even if I don’t become.. that.. it’s still going to haunt me. No matter what I become people won’t forget it.
she frowns a bit at that and reaches for something in her desk before pulling out a rubix cube where each color is actually a different texture and passing it over to him "here, don't worry about it"
"well then that says more about them than it does about you. I think it's very ironic that mutants preach about how humans shouldn't have preconceived notions or fears based only on "potential for danger" but they still do those exact same things to you. that's not very fair"
*Scott lights up a little as he gets it in his hands.*
Nothing’s ever fair…
*Scott gets a little fixated on the ball before remembering he has to be ‘polite’.*
But it’s understandable why they’d think that of me.. I get it.
"do you mind explaining it to me? because from where I'm standing it looks like a double standard"
Well cause.. I already did that stuff to them.. it happened. They have a reason to be angry or afraid. Like a painful memory made flesh.
But the potential for danger stuff.. that mutant usually hasn’t done anything. So it’s stupid to hate them for nothing.
I did/do something. I deserve the hate.
"Scott. you're a child, you haven't actually done anything"
But like.. I did to them so.. that’s what counts.
"no, because that wasn't you. that was him."
I am him..
"not yet, and most likely not at all"
*Scott gives a little shrug.*
I don’t want to..
"don't want to do what?"
Become him. Do bad things.. kill the professor.
"then don't"
*Scott curls into himself a little more.*
"are you cold?"
*Little shrug*
No.
"I'm sorry you're going through this, Scott. you don't deserve it"
..’s fine.. trying not to run from it.
*lil sniffle* it’s okay.
immediately, her cold black heart shatters and she's not really sure what to do. she's always been so terrible with emotions how did Mobius do it so flawlessly?
she gets up and walks over to the other side of the desk, kneeling so she's at his level "you can cry if you need to. is there anything I can do for you?"
*Scott shakes his head, keeps his eyes locked on the rubix cub.*
‘m okay. ‘s fine.
"it's okay if you're not. you have a big weight on your shoulders"
Don’t tell me that. I don’t. It’s fine. Nothing I can’t handle.
she nods "you do. I know you're a strong boy but this would be difficult for anyone."
*sniffle.*
Mm mm.
her vision goes blurry as her eyes fill with tears so she can only bring herself to nod.
*Scott drags his arm under his glasses to wipe his eyes.*
von stands up and takes her box of tissues from her desk and picks one for herself before offering the rest to him. she clears her throat and dabs her eyes
"I'm sorry"
*Scott shakes his head*
Don’t be.
"I just don't want you thinking you're the problem but I don't know how to prove it to you. the people around you can be so cruel"
It’s okay.. ‘m okay..
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Hey miss? I heard you do things with time?
Can you change time too?
@time-displaced-terrorist
what exactly do you mean by "change time?" she looks up from her desk as she speaks, visibly pausing as though she recognizes him
*Scott shifts nervously, noticing the pause, knowing how recognizable he is. He kinda shrinks into himself*
Yeah like.. changing the future.. so it doesn’t happen?
there's no hate or even disdain in her expression. its concern.
"well, I'll have you know that you're the 3rd person to ask me this recently and I'll tell you what I told them: there's no such thing as a set future." she continues "the future is never certain, not only is it incredibly easy to change it also doesn't matter at all if you do"
Okay.. well what if you saw the future..? And it seemed really certain? And everyone you know and have met.. knows this future and expects it? How.. how can you change that?
"...do you want to be a little more specific?"
she waves for him to take a seat across from her desk
N.. not really no. But I guess I have to be huh?
*Scott takes a seat in the little bit too big chair.*
"well...I don't like to assume but I'm guessing this has to do with...your reputation? the one you haven't necessarily fulfilled yet"
*Scott nods*
I guess you’ve heard about it. Haven’t found a person who hasn’t.. I don’t want to become.. that
"well, I used to oversee all of time. I am passively familiar with your story, since I've only read reports from analysts."
"if you don't want to become that...you don't have to. you have free will, you can thank the multiverse for that"
But they’ll never stop seeing.. him. I’m the worst person in the world right now!
"well unfortunately you're more well known, but whatever he does I promise I've done worse. I'm separating myself from the woman I used to be"
…maybe you can make it so I’m not..? Make sure I don’t end up with the professor. And I stay with Jack? Or the orphanage? Or make it so I just.. don’t exist.
"I don't think the world would benefit from your absence, Scott. you're a good person. being good or bad isn't just something that happens to you it's the decisions you make every day, and you always make the best decisions"
Well clearly I don’t! I could’ve made loads of better decisions. Instead I chose to make mutants more hated and feared than ever! And I don’t want to do that!
Fix it! Please-
"Scott, I can't fix what isn't broken. you're only a boy, you can grow up to be a million different things. the man you are "supposed" to become was a product of his surroundings and you are not responsible for him."
"I've heard how people treat you when they know about him and trust me that if I still had any power over the universe it would be them I would change, not you. you're a kid, a good kid"
*Scott brings his knees to his chest in his big chair.*
I wanna be anyone else. Anyone but me. ‘m not good. ‘m not even nice.
"that's not what I think. I'm acquaintances with a grown version of you and I've always thought he was a nice man. if a little stubborn" she smiles a bit like she's reliving a memory
"and you seem like a sweet kid to me"
*Scott shakes his head*
no
she rests her chin on a fist, her arm propped on her desk. a small smile still rests on her face.
"no? and what have you done that would make me think less of you?" she points at him "you not him"
..fought a lot of people who probably didn’t deserve it..
"I don't care about that. you probably made a judgement call and it went south. happens to the best of us"
*lil head shake*
"mhm yes it does and I would know. I've seen all of time"
I accidentally killed a girl’s father..
"accidentally?"
She went to shoot me and ended up shooting her father instead…
"that is absolutely not your fault"
And I keep running away from all my issues even though I know I shouldn’t..
"well my best friend thinks I'm dead and all my new friends have terrible mental issues"
"I'm gonna save you the breath and tell you right now that there is not a single thing you could tell me where I would stop believing in you. I mean it."
I don’t get why.
"because you try your best to be good. and that's all anyone can ever do"
CLEARLY I DON’T!
*Scott throws his hands in the air.*
she grins a bit, glad he feels comfortable enough to have a small outburst.
"well I think you do! from my perspective this feels like you coming into my office and saying "but Miss! I don't wanna be a barista!" so I tell you that "you don't have to be a barista!" but you refuse to believe me because in one universe you become a barista. you are still so far away from being a grown up, you can still be whatever you want to be."
But everyone looks at me like it’s already been decided. It’s just who I’m destined to become.. even my dad sees it in me and he’s really cool.
"well they don't know what they're talking about. you came to a time and universe expert because you trust that what I said would be an educated opinion right? they don't know what they're talking about at all. and i think it's very wrong of your father to say that to you, it's his responsibility to make sure you grow up to be a responsible man"
*Scott rocks back and forth as a self soothing gesture but remembers he’s in public so stops.*
Even if I don’t become.. that.. it’s still going to haunt me. No matter what I become people won’t forget it.
she frowns a bit at that and reaches for something in her desk before pulling out a rubix cube where each color is actually a different texture and passing it over to him "here, don't worry about it"
"well then that says more about them than it does about you. I think it's very ironic that mutants preach about how humans shouldn't have preconceived notions or fears based only on "potential for danger" but they still do those exact same things to you. that's not very fair"
*Scott lights up a little as he gets it in his hands.*
Nothing’s ever fair…
*Scott gets a little fixated on the ball before remembering he has to be ‘polite’.*
But it’s understandable why they’d think that of me.. I get it.
"do you mind explaining it to me? because from where I'm standing it looks like a double standard"
Well cause.. I already did that stuff to them.. it happened. They have a reason to be angry or afraid. Like a painful memory made flesh.
But the potential for danger stuff.. that mutant usually hasn’t done anything. So it’s stupid to hate them for nothing.
I did/do something. I deserve the hate.
"Scott. you're a child, you haven't actually done anything"
But like.. I did to them so.. that’s what counts.
"no, because that wasn't you. that was him."
I am him..
"not yet, and most likely not at all"
*Scott gives a little shrug.*
I don’t want to..
"don't want to do what?"
Become him. Do bad things.. kill the professor.
"then don't"
*Scott curls into himself a little more.*
"are you cold?"
*Little shrug*
No.
"I'm sorry you're going through this, Scott. you don't deserve it"
..’s fine.. trying not to run from it.
*lil sniffle* it’s okay.
immediately, her cold black heart shatters and she's not really sure what to do. she's always been so terrible with emotions how did Mobius do it so flawlessly?
she gets up and walks over to the other side of the desk, kneeling so she's at his level "you can cry if you need to. is there anything I can do for you?"
*Scott shakes his head, keeps his eyes locked on the rubix cub.*
‘m okay. ‘s fine.
"it's okay if you're not. you have a big weight on your shoulders"
Don’t tell me that. I don’t. It’s fine. Nothing I can’t handle.
she nods "you do. I know you're a strong boy but this would be difficult for anyone."
*sniffle.*
Mm mm.
her vision goes blurry as her eyes fill with tears so she can only bring herself to nod.
*Scott drags his arm under his glasses to wipe his eyes.*
von stands up and takes her box of tissues from her desk and picks one for herself before offering the rest to him. she clears her throat and dabs her eyes
"I'm sorry"
*Scott shakes his head*
Don’t be.
Hey miss? I heard you do things with time?
Can you change time too?
@time-displaced-terrorist
what exactly do you mean by "change time?" she looks up from her desk as she speaks, visibly pausing as though she recognizes him
*Scott shifts nervously, noticing the pause, knowing how recognizable he is. He kinda shrinks into himself*
Yeah like.. changing the future.. so it doesn’t happen?
there's no hate or even disdain in her expression. its concern.
"well, I'll have you know that you're the 3rd person to ask me this recently and I'll tell you what I told them: there's no such thing as a set future." she continues "the future is never certain, not only is it incredibly easy to change it also doesn't matter at all if you do"
Okay.. well what if you saw the future..? And it seemed really certain? And everyone you know and have met.. knows this future and expects it? How.. how can you change that?
"...do you want to be a little more specific?"
she waves for him to take a seat across from her desk
N.. not really no. But I guess I have to be huh?
*Scott takes a seat in the little bit too big chair.*
"well...I don't like to assume but I'm guessing this has to do with...your reputation? the one you haven't necessarily fulfilled yet"
*Scott nods*
I guess you’ve heard about it. Haven’t found a person who hasn’t.. I don’t want to become.. that
"well, I used to oversee all of time. I am passively familiar with your story, since I've only read reports from analysts."
"if you don't want to become that...you don't have to. you have free will, you can thank the multiverse for that"
But they’ll never stop seeing.. him. I’m the worst person in the world right now!
"well unfortunately you're more well known, but whatever he does I promise I've done worse. I'm separating myself from the woman I used to be"
…maybe you can make it so I’m not..? Make sure I don’t end up with the professor. And I stay with Jack? Or the orphanage? Or make it so I just.. don’t exist.
"I don't think the world would benefit from your absence, Scott. you're a good person. being good or bad isn't just something that happens to you it's the decisions you make every day, and you always make the best decisions"
Well clearly I don’t! I could’ve made loads of better decisions. Instead I chose to make mutants more hated and feared than ever! And I don’t want to do that!
Fix it! Please-
"Scott, I can't fix what isn't broken. you're only a boy, you can grow up to be a million different things. the man you are "supposed" to become was a product of his surroundings and you are not responsible for him."
"I've heard how people treat you when they know about him and trust me that if I still had any power over the universe it would be them I would change, not you. you're a kid, a good kid"
*Scott brings his knees to his chest in his big chair.*
I wanna be anyone else. Anyone but me. ‘m not good. ‘m not even nice.
"that's not what I think. I'm acquaintances with a grown version of you and I've always thought he was a nice man. if a little stubborn" she smiles a bit like she's reliving a memory
"and you seem like a sweet kid to me"
*Scott shakes his head*
no
she rests her chin on a fist, her arm propped on her desk. a small smile still rests on her face.
"no? and what have you done that would make me think less of you?" she points at him "you not him"
..fought a lot of people who probably didn’t deserve it..
"I don't care about that. you probably made a judgement call and it went south. happens to the best of us"
*lil head shake*
"mhm yes it does and I would know. I've seen all of time"
I accidentally killed a girl’s father..
"accidentally?"
She went to shoot me and ended up shooting her father instead…
"that is absolutely not your fault"
And I keep running away from all my issues even though I know I shouldn’t..
"well my best friend thinks I'm dead and all my new friends have terrible mental issues"
"I'm gonna save you the breath and tell you right now that there is not a single thing you could tell me where I would stop believing in you. I mean it."
I don’t get why.
"because you try your best to be good. and that's all anyone can ever do"
CLEARLY I DON’T!
*Scott throws his hands in the air.*
she grins a bit, glad he feels comfortable enough to have a small outburst.
"well I think you do! from my perspective this feels like you coming into my office and saying "but Miss! I don't wanna be a barista!" so I tell you that "you don't have to be a barista!" but you refuse to believe me because in one universe you become a barista. you are still so far away from being a grown up, you can still be whatever you want to be."
But everyone looks at me like it’s already been decided. It’s just who I’m destined to become.. even my dad sees it in me and he’s really cool.
"well they don't know what they're talking about. you came to a time and universe expert because you trust that what I said would be an educated opinion right? they don't know what they're talking about at all. and i think it's very wrong of your father to say that to you, it's his responsibility to make sure you grow up to be a responsible man"
*Scott rocks back and forth as a self soothing gesture but remembers he’s in public so stops.*
Even if I don’t become.. that.. it’s still going to haunt me. No matter what I become people won’t forget it.
she frowns a bit at that and reaches for something in her desk before pulling out a rubix cube where each color is actually a different texture and passing it over to him "here, don't worry about it"
"well then that says more about them than it does about you. I think it's very ironic that mutants preach about how humans shouldn't have preconceived notions or fears based only on "potential for danger" but they still do those exact same things to you. that's not very fair"
*Scott lights up a little as he gets it in his hands.*
Nothing’s ever fair…
*Scott gets a little fixated on the ball before remembering he has to be ‘polite’.*
But it’s understandable why they’d think that of me.. I get it.
"do you mind explaining it to me? because from where I'm standing it looks like a double standard"
Well cause.. I already did that stuff to them.. it happened. They have a reason to be angry or afraid. Like a painful memory made flesh.
But the potential for danger stuff.. that mutant usually hasn’t done anything. So it’s stupid to hate them for nothing.
I did/do something. I deserve the hate.
"Scott. you're a child, you haven't actually done anything"
But like.. I did to them so.. that’s what counts.
"no, because that wasn't you. that was him."
I am him..
"not yet, and most likely not at all"
*Scott gives a little shrug.*
I don’t want to..
"don't want to do what?"
Become him. Do bad things.. kill the professor.
"then don't"
*Scott curls into himself a little more.*
"are you cold?"
*Little shrug*
No.
"I'm sorry you're going through this, Scott. you don't deserve it"
..’s fine.. trying not to run from it.
*lil sniffle* it’s okay.
immediately, her cold black heart shatters and she's not really sure what to do. she's always been so terrible with emotions how did Mobius do it so flawlessly?
she gets up and walks over to the other side of the desk, kneeling so she's at his level "you can cry if you need to. is there anything I can do for you?"
*Scott shakes his head, keeps his eyes locked on the rubix cub.*
‘m okay. ‘s fine.
"it's okay if you're not. you have a big weight on your shoulders"
Don’t tell me that. I don’t. It’s fine. Nothing I can’t handle.
she nods "you do. I know you're a strong boy but this would be difficult for anyone."
*sniffle.*
Mm mm.
her vision goes blurry as her eyes fill with tears so she can only bring herself to nod.
*Scott drags his arm under his glasses to wipe his eyes.*
