"Man, that was not what I expected, ugh, that is definitely not what I'm use to. Hey, does anyone know where we are? It doesn't look like any place I've been. We also need to know whether we landed in the right year or not." "Well, we could see about finding a newspaper, that would probably solve the date question, as to where we are, well... That might take a few moments of looking around, so I'll get back to you on that one." "Palla latchi...This is where my mother...my father...they died here...I almost died here, too. Just over there in the field - that's where we pitched the tents. And a few miles from here...there's the cemetery where they buried my mother." "Damnit.. out of all of the areas, it had to be here? I was hunted by a pair of OMEN agents here a close friend of mine was murdered by them on the road here." "Wait, where are we?" "Don't even ask. We have problems here, you've never been. Too much happened here to really talk about it. Now, let's see if we can find out when we are." "Massachusetts. We're in Massachusetts. If we go into town, we can find a paper..." "A whole lot of bad memories here, something I don't want to bring up, ever. It shouldn't be that far though, unless Speedy Gonzales wants to go and grab us a newspaper?""Wait a minute, no one needs to do that. Looks like there's one in the mud, it isn't much, but we could probably see if at the very least it has a year that is readable." "I've got it... The main text isn't readable, but according to this, It is May 24th, 2020. Problem is we don't really know how current this is, so we don't know the exact date. At least we know one thing, we are in the right year." "Then...Then I guess we go to the Institute, then." "That's good, then we are in the right time, so should we you know travel by train, snatch up us a ride, or speed us on over there?" "Yeah, using a train would probably be best, at least for the moment. Not everyone can just zip over there." "It would also give us a chance to figure out what the exact date is. Anyone know where the closest station of any kind nearby?" "It's in Salem." "Actually.. could we instead just like uh call an Uber or steal a car instead? I don't want to go anywhere near the station.." "Uh, ok then. I say no to stealing a car, since we don't really want people to try to get us arrested or anything." "We also don't have phones that work here for us to be able to call Uber, so, any other bright ideas?" "I...I can call in a favor, if we can get a phone. There should be a pay phone nearby." "We would need money for train tickets anyway as well. If your okay with calling in that favor then go for it." "Alright then, that sounds like our best option at the moment, let's get to that pay phone then." "Alright. Just...Just don't listen in on this conversation. I'm not proud of this." "...Superbia? Yes, this is Ira...Yes, I know...Yes...Of course...I need transportation from Coventry, no questions asked...As far as you can get me...New York...Yes, I will stop by...I know...Yes....Thank you..." "A car is being sent for us. It will have tickets that will get us to New York City. From there, we're on our own." "Awesome, thank you remind me to buy you some beers when we get there, also what are we gonna do when we actually see our younger selves at the Institute?" "I have no idea, but this whole mission isn't very clear. Last I checked, we weren't even positive this was going to work. We'll figure it out, eventually."
@Zora No one arrived to open the door up, the door is unlocked, however, there are a few people standing in the garden, talking. Amni isn't able to hear what they are talking about though.
@FantasyChic@jdh97 "Yeah, they don't tell you these things when you sign up," Jubilee said, looking around at the others. "Well, I don't know about you, I'm heading back upstairs, taking a nap sounds like a good idea," she said, before walking away. The other three nodded their heads in agreement, and followed her out.
Location: Xavier's Institute
"A prom? That sounds like an interesting idea. It would probably be fun," Mira said, kind of quietly.
"I'm Mira Adebayo," she said, introducing herself to Carolina. She generally didn't hang around with these people, except for Guin, and seeing her there made her feel a little bit better. The TV was still spouting things about the Brotherhood and what they had tried to do the year before, nothing new. She was about to change the channel, when someone new popped on screen with an interview.
"Uh, Guin? Isn't that your mom?" she asked, looking at the screen.
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woman was on the screen, and was introduced as Maddie Le Fay.
"Now you see, Hank, my daughter and I used to be incredibly close. She shared everything with me. I just want my baby girl back. Ever since that mutie no good, Peter Maximo, she hasn't been the same. I consulted a doctor and they agree with me - my baby girl's been brainwashed. Guinevere, sweetie, if you're watching this - please call! I'm just so terribly worried about her. The things he's making her do...It's shameful. No woman should ever have to do that against their will, Hank." Pietro stiffened next to Guin, staring at the screen. He was probably more unhappy with what she had said than Guin was. Mira looked at him, wondering what was going through his head.
"Keep your eyes on the screen," he said, before he raced off. She had no idea where he had gone, but she decided to listen to what he had said, and turned back to look at the TV screen.
The man conducting the interview gave a confused look to someone off camera, before he started speaking.
"We have heard from several sources that what you just said is untrue, and that you don't actually care for your daughter at all, doing all of this for the publicity." Maddie gave him a look, and anyone watching would be able to tell that something was off with what she was saying.
"What are you talking about? Th-That isn't true." A moment later, sounds could be heard coming from off-camera. Voices shouting, yelling to get out of the way, or where the hell did that come from? No one was able to stop the bucket of paint that fell on Maddie's head, drenching her and probably ruining the dress she was wearing. The screen switched quickly to a commercial, and Pietro cam zipping back into the room.
"Now that was fun."
Location: Xavier's Institute
"Not many people did, I only learned a few hours ago when the Professor told me he was coming. The only thing that is weird is that he has a kid, not that the kid is a mutant. That part actually makes sense compared to the rest," she said, ignoring what Richard had said afterwards. Marygold had learned it was best to ignore comments like that. Anything that bugged her for that matter, she tended to not give the person the benefit of a response. Though if anyone knew what her old nickname was when she was younger, especially Guin, it would be very hard to ignore. It did help that most of those who called her that weren't really around anymore. She hoped no one ever heard her called that, ever, except those few who had given it to her, they would have a free pass on that one. It would be one of the worse things possible, and she wouldn't be able to ignore it for long.
When Cassandra asked about her hand, she just gave her a nod.
"Just have some scars, nothing more." Cassandra looking at her phone didn't set off any alarms, until she spoke again. What she said was not very comforting, though she knew it was inevitable. It always happened like this, even to before she had joined the X-Men. The Brotherhood escapes, and the fight to stop them is repeated, until they are caught again.
"Well, looks like we're going to start this fight all over again. That's how it has always worked. They escape, we put them back, a never ending cycle. Would be nice if things were different for a change."
Location: Xavier's Institute
The girl he had ran into was certainly, talkative. She kind of was rambling a bit, but she seemed nice enough. Her words sort of jumbled together, but he was able to understand what she was saying. A few of the things she had said, made him blush slightly, but he was able to shake that away as he helped her up. She looked kind of cute, but he wasn't one to generally say so out loud if he couldn't help it.
"Uh, ok then. Anyway, I'm Lance Banner, just got to the school. I was just coming back from saying hi to Guin when I ran into you," he said, not too sure what to say. He wasn't the best in social situations, and the things he said usually reflected that. After a moment, he had to stop himself from hitting himself in the head as the way he had said things did not sound the best.
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