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Officially an X-Man. Maybe he’d had the moniker before, but he’d never been on a mission before. This would be the first; hopefully of many. Put simply, Nate was ecstatic. It was his time to shine, and show what he’d learned and gained from his time in the Danger Room, and save a couple of younger mutants at the same time. The location intimidated him slightly; largely due to the face that ran the place: Victor Von Doom. And who wouldn’t be intimidated by Doom? After all, the villain was arguably the strongest enemy of well… of everyone that he could think of. The Fantastic Four, the Avengers, the X-Men…
And now him.
Nathan wasn’t even nervous now that he thought about it; it was unlikely that Doom himself would be there, and the Latverian military wasn’t that powerful, or even brave, outside of the Doomsquad, which he doubted wouldn’t even be there. Even then, he was more than confident in his own combat prowess, especially in practical applications as opposed to simulations. He sat down nearest to the cockpit as he could as he heard Colossus's voice encouraging him to buckle his seatbelt, Nathan absently did so. A plan was suggested as well, but Nate’s mind was wandering. The simulation could have went better, that much was for sure, and next time it would.
Shaking himself back to reality, Nathan turned to face the others that were on the plane. Plan-time. ”So, stealth. I don’t know if that’s really our strong suit, but I’m sure we can figure something out here, after all, we’re X-Men now.”
He knew it was childish of him, but Nathan couldn’t help but think about how fucking awesome that was.
And now him.
Nathan wasn’t even nervous now that he thought about it; it was unlikely that Doom himself would be there, and the Latverian military wasn’t that powerful, or even brave, outside of the Doomsquad, which he doubted wouldn’t even be there. Even then, he was more than confident in his own combat prowess, especially in practical applications as opposed to simulations. He sat down nearest to the cockpit as he could as he heard Colossus's voice encouraging him to buckle his seatbelt, Nathan absently did so. A plan was suggested as well, but Nate’s mind was wandering. The simulation could have went better, that much was for sure, and next time it would.
Shaking himself back to reality, Nathan turned to face the others that were on the plane. Plan-time. ”So, stealth. I don’t know if that’s really our strong suit, but I’m sure we can figure something out here, after all, we’re X-Men now.”
He knew it was childish of him, but Nathan couldn’t help but think about how fucking awesome that was.