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2nd Thought [Video]

[Ever since Scott disappeared, Jean has been feeling a bit glum. Somehow, having your best friend around just makes everything that much more tolerable. Not that she doesn't enjoy Kitty, Storm, and the rest; She's very thankful for their presences! But-- Scott was special. Scott is special. And his absence in her life weighs heavily on her mind.

Not liking to dwell or mope, though, she is doing her best to keep her spirits up.]

Hi, everyone! [She gives a little wave to the camera.] My name's Jean, for those of you who haven't met me. I'm still pretty new here, but I figured it was about time I did one of these.

I was wondering if anyone here would be interested in playing some sort of field game. Soccer, basketball, baseball-- I'm open to suggestions! I used to do varsity sports, back home, and I admit I kind of miss it. If there's a sport I don't know, from one of your homes, I'd be happy to try and learn, if I can.

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Ahh, that was more for show, wasn't intendin' to cause any harm... well, I wasn't, can't say the same for Fluffy. [Remy's glad to be away from that monster. The more distance between them, the better.]

What? I becomin' a school science project for ya or somethin'?

Only if it's a social-science project. And "Fluffy"? Who or-- what is "Fluffy"?

[Heh, 'social' huh? Don't tempt him Jean.]

That would be Johnny's- eh, Pyro's, pet name for Sabertooth.

[Jean looks at him for a moment, then starts to laugh, because that? Is funny.] Oh-! He must hate that!

Merde fille! Don't say it to that beast's face! Would gut us alive. Non, we just use it 'hind is back, can coin 'Buckethead' up to Johnny too.

That boy really have too much time on his hands.

Funny-- I thought those were flame throwers.

Ah, manage to pry those off him now 'nd then. Not often, but sometimes.

[Ahh, this is fun. Jean wishes Scott were still around to chat with like this.]

Probably for the best. They don't look that practical.

Well, maybe not to a femme who can move things with her mind 'nd read others. [True, it was a nice change from what he was use to, facing the X-Men across the battle field. Wanda was... okay, but she lacked some social skills. Hell, she lacked a lot of social skills. Nice kid, but god if Remy didn't feel a gut load of guilt when he was around her.]

Well, no. Nor to the gentlemen who needs no pilot light to start his combustion.

[Jean is pretty sure there's something wrong with Wanda. She's just not sure what.]

Besides which-- I don't. Read minds, that is. Not without permission, at least.

That'll make ya the first I've run across like that then. Most be nosey buggers.

'nd I find it helps more with lightin' cigarettes than a pilot light. [Talking of, pulls a packet from his coat long enough to tap a cigarette out of it, placing it between his lips, unlit for now.]

[She shakes her head, using her powers to toussle her red hair up and give it some body, despite the sweaty workout. Hey, you'd do it too, if you TK. And Jean is not without her vanity.]

I'd rather people trust me. And trust me, what's gong on in most people's heads? Isn't the sort of thing you want to be overhearing anyway. Especially not en masse. It's like everyone screaming every-- mean, depressing, violent, sexual, repressed thing they've ever conceived of all at once, all directly at you.

And people wonder why I just as soon don't listen in! Trust me-- when I got control, that was the first thing I shut off.

[Remy offered a nod of his head.] Fair point. Guess everyone just self absorbed, think they so important that others want to know how they tick, hein?

[Well, maybe not a hair toss, hair's not long enough for that, and Remy's vanity was well established enough with TK.]

Saddly, true. It's not that people are incapable of interesting thought. It's just that by and large, the interesting ones are far outweighed by the 'Oh what did I have for breakfast? Is there a rock in my shoe? I hate my mother. Would you look at the chest on her' static noise we have going on the rest of the time. I'm no exception, mind you.

[It took a bit of control to not be too drawn into one of the examples Jean just gave, Remy managing to keep his eyes frontward and distract himself by lifting a finger to light his cigarette. Hell, he was more of a legs man anyways. Inhaling deeply on the smoke, he slipped his sunglasses out of his coat and placed them back over his eyes. Just in case, meant most didn't know where he was looking, glowy eyes and all.]

Need some sort of spam filter on ya powers, Jeanie. [Yes, that nickname no doubt is going to stay. It felt right the first time he used it, equally so now.]

I'm open to suggestions. Though, to be fair, I'm much better at zeroing in on one mind at a time these days. I still don't really like to. It feels-- intrusive. [She didn't seem to mind the nickname. Or at least wasn't reacting to it negatively. She nods at him when he lights his cigarette.] That's a handy little trick.

Mental ear plugs?

[Well, that was nice to hear. The girl was clearly a better person than other telepaths he had ran across in the past. Remy offered a smile to her. Yeah, she summed up the X-Men and their views nicely.] Ya a far better person than many I know then.

[It was also nice she wasn't one of those girls who instantly acted disgusted the moment he pulled out a cigarette. It was why he hesitated before lighting it. God knows Remy had heard enough whines in the past about his habit, he really didn't want to put up with another.] Saves on lighter fuel.

[She'll save bitching about his smoking habit for later. That's is a much larger subject to tackle, and one that is usually better tackled by close friends or family. Not random acquaintances who you were only just recently on opposites sides of the battle field from. You gotta pick your fights, after all.]

Can't imagine you run short on that, spending time with Pyro. Or-- wait, you said you weren't running with that crew any more, didn't you? Ahh. Time lines.

I can't help but wonder how many psychics you've met. I've only really met two; Professor Xavier and Mesmero. [She makes a slight face. She did not like Mesmero. No indeed. ]

Eh, Johnny be rather possessive when it comes to lighters, near impossible to get one off him. [But damn fun when Remy could. It was like watching a mouse run on a wheel as he tried to get it back. Maybe he was too old to play 'keep away', but damn if it didn't make for fun times laughing at his old comrade scurrying to try and get one back when Remy stole them.]

Ah oui, that Mesmero was a real charmer, ain't he? [Bastard. Not that he minded stealing from Warren Worthington, god knows the family had some amazing items that were just begging to be borrowed, but Remy was not keen on being used.] 'nd he be more than enough to leave a bad taste of telepaths for a lifetime.

[So the X-men aren't the only ones to have run ins with that particular individual. Good to know he's spreading the hate around to all the teams.] Well, on behalf of my kind, allow me to sincerely apologize. I don't blame you for being wary if that's been your experience so far.

Ah cherie, can't judge a group on the actions of a few, ain't that what ya team preaches? [Balancing his smoke between his teeth, Remy let his tongue tongue run across the edge of it, moving the cigarette side to side..]

'sides, if ya can put aside our, ah, explosive first meetin', sure I can do the same, hein?

For so long as we're stuck here, that seems like the most pleasant course of action, don't you think? Besides-- you seem nice enough. Well mannered for a thief, at least. [She smirks, teasing.]

Guess so. [There was advantages to that, having a network to rely on and watch you back if things went downhill. But being distant was also a good thing, staying a stranger made it easier for a target, and easier to walk away. Remy would just be walking a fine line between those, a little companionship, but not enough to get pulled in. The normal. He did that with the boys, John and Piotr, able to work with them but also walk away when Mags went belly up.]

As I said Jeanie, as long as there's fun to be had.

Well. I'm trying to come up with some way for you to have fun. Right now I'm thinking... an extended obstacle course combined with a scavenger hunt. Like you said-- "long but with mental stimulation."

[A scavenger hunt? Really? What was he, ten? Where would she even hide stuff in this pit of a village? Well, TK would help put some of the items in near impossible places, and if they were small enough, would be damn hard to even find. Maybe combine it with a time limit, some other sort of restrictions, maybe no powers.]

That actually sounds like a good idea. [Huh, who would of thought. God knows it caught Remy's interest and would be a damn good way to learn all the nooks and carnnies of this place. Would be more fun than looking at a map.]

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