Peter was rather shocked when Heidi had imitated his own language, his own accent, all but perfectly. He could say little about it before the plan sprung. However, he now had something to talk to someone about once this was all over. Her voice reminded him of home, of his family and his friends that he had before his mutation had started. 

The light around them flashed, warped and filtered to make it seem as far off from earth as possible. With the changing lights added on top of the increased altitude, Shawn was almost stirred awake. Kurt knew that he needed just a little push, and teleported high up onto the rafters to whisper some words into his ear, helping with Shawn's frightful awakening. The teacher also couldn't help but wave to the other student up on the rafters, Miss Ayita Everwood, before teleporting back to cover. 

With heavy eyes and a dull mind, Shawn awoke. He was dizzy from waking up after such a powerful nap, and the annoying lights didn't help at all. He could feel himself hanging, stuck by something incredibly sticky. He tried to move and shift about to free himself, but it was all to no avail. The more time he spent trying to free himself and waking himself up, the more he noticed the shiny green figure down below. He didn't seem familiar at all, and he could see none of his classmates down on the ground next to the shining being. 

"Uh, hey? Can you help me get down from here? Also, where is Professor Wagner and the others?"

Slowly, it's head turned upwards, his stance large, heavy, and aggressive. Peter himself could see fine through the filtered light around him, but it seemed like Shawn was having a difficult time making heads or tails of things. 

"Курт Вагнер, дата смерти, январь двадцать седьмого, две тысячи." His voice was now flat and robotic, making something up on the spot in an attempt to scare Shawn. It seemed to be working, as the fear filled up in his eyes. Shawn could not understand any of it, adding to his fear and shock.

Shawn didn't even think about looking for Ayita. If the others were gone, than so was she. Maybe this was one of those sentinel things that were supposed to find and track mutants. the Professor had told them that they were not in production, but what if someone made their own? Shawn tried struggling more, but to no avail. The easy option of using electricity to cut his way out also didn't work. He had a feeling that it was silk, but that walking robot couldn't have spun it. How long had he been out for? Was he still dashingly handsome like an Asian Indiana Jones?

It was at this moment that Shawn began to realize the situation. Silk wouldn't have been able to last as long as he originally thought he had been asleep for. It was still fresh, he could smell it. The stickyness was also fresh, new. He stopped struggling and hung from the rafter. "Hive..." He groaned. "Can one of you get me down? It's not funny anymore."

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More than he'd like to admit, Rosemary had more valid points. Complete peace with the humans was never possible. Working with them right now seemed convenient, with them helping to rebuild the world after Apocalypse. However, that peace might not last forever. Mutants and mutations could easily become to go-to for blaming. Even if most of the humans eventually came around to accept mutants, there would always be some that would hate them with a passion. 

Then she ran off. Booker didn't try chasing her down or using his constructs to stop her. This was already a great session, and he had more than enough to work with to prepare for the next. He could hear voices, not his own, floating around faintly. He knew who was on campus, he had a hand in asking her to come in the first place. Now that she was here, he just needed to beg and bargain until the other was satisfied enough to cooperate. He knew that she didn't like the whole talking to people thing, and that she'd tell him just to have Scott do it, but surely she understood why they were the only two who could possibly talk to Rosemary.

He just hoped that fifteen year old Favors were still valid.