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[Nothing but a young woman, fiery red hair and a very, very lost expression. Like any newcomer, she looks as confused to be in the room as ever.]
...Scott, where's Scott? Did he... He didn't- couldn't have... No, I'm still alive.
[She doesn't know about the Teneka yet, unfortunately. Her PORTAL catches her eye then; her x-comm, actually. Or a slight mockery of it. She'd since figured out that speech was ... impossible. For whatever reason. And as horrifying as that was, she'd taken a moment to read up; she'd believe it when the sun came up.]
Storm, Nightcrawler-- Scott? [A beat. It's worth a shot, at least.] Logan? Come in, it's Jean. .... Please.
...Scott, where's Scott? Did he... He didn't- couldn't have... No, I'm still alive.
[She doesn't know about the Teneka yet, unfortunately. Her PORTAL catches her eye then; her x-comm, actually. Or a slight mockery of it. She'd since figured out that speech was ... impossible. For whatever reason. And as horrifying as that was, she'd taken a moment to read up; she'd believe it when the sun came up.]
Storm, Nightcrawler-- Scott? [A beat. It's worth a shot, at least.] Logan? Come in, it's Jean. .... Please.