Triple character post! (OTA, Nudge to whomever has not met them yet.)

[lightbulbtrix]

Bradley was in the rec room. He was back to his eternal struggle with improving the television, although at this point it might have made more sense just to build a new one. But this was now a matter of pride. He would best the foul beast, if it took him another month to do so. It had won several battles, but he was determined to win the war.

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[hellion_king]

For Martini!No matter how many times X tried to run away from Martini he always found himself drawn back to the other mutant. It was odd, he didn't understand it but out of every one in the camp there would be only a few people in which Scion considered one of his 'better team mates' and Martini was first on that list

[time_schizo]

Martini hadn't even noticed the other mutant climbing. He felt some vibrations through the trunk as Scion leapt nimbly from branch to branch, but he dismissed them as a bird or squirrel taking off from higher up in the tree. So the voice behind him caused him to start, almost jumping up, despite being fifteen feet up in the air. If the arm not holding the book hadn't been curled around the trunk, it was very likely he would have fallen right out of the pine tree. Even so, Martini nearly very lost his balance anyway.

He tried to catch his breathing as he slowly turned around, staring at X-13 with big eyes. "Jeez, Scion! Are you trying to give me a heart attack?!" He made a note to teach the weapon about a little something called personal space.

Martini took in a shaky breath, trying to control his racing heart. He held up the cover of the book, where two large brown rabbits looked off into a distant green field. "Watership Down. It's about bunnies."

[hellion_king]

Martini nearly fell out of the tree and Scion's hands shot up to catch the other by the shoulders to make sure he didn't. Once Martini gathered his breath and was surly steady on the tree, X released him tilting his head as he watched the fellow soldier curiously.

"...No." He replied quite blandly, knowing that if he had wanted to give Martini an actual heart attack he would only need to use his telekinesis to pinch one of the arteries to his heart. He had done it before.

The man leaned down, looking at the cover of the book before returning the gaze to Martini looking quite confused.

"....A book about rabbits. What do you need to learn about rabbits?"

[time_schizo]

Martini's breathing was back to normal, and he readjusted his perch on the branch, getting more comfortable now that he was no longer in any danger of falling. "That wasn't a literal-" Martini sighed, reaching up to rub at his right shoulder. It was like talking to an alien sometimes. "Never mind."

Martini had come to expect the 'everything for the mission' attitude from Scion. He shook his head, smiling a little. "I don't need to learn about them. I read for fun. Anything else is an added bonus." He shrugged. "Besides, its fantasy. Not much to be learned from talking bunnies with names like Fiver and Bigwig."

[hellion_king]

Scion returned Martini's gaze, still a tad confused by his statement but the time manipulator shrugged it off and so he nodded.

"For fun." He repeated, raising an eyebrow as X-13's eyes looked over the cover of the book. Again with the word 'fun', Scion didn't get it. Both Martini and Kurt spoke of it. Perhaps Martini and the teleporting mutant would get along well because they both liked fun.

"...They have names." Scion took a seat next to Martini on the branch, his legs hanging over the side, dangling below him as his hands held on to the branch the weapon looking curious. He frowned suddenly, looking up at Martini as he did. "....Bigwig is a silly name."

[time_schizo]

"Yes, fun, that strange foreign concept." Whether or not Martini was joking that time was left ambiguous.

He shifted over slightly as Scion sat down on the branch with him. "Yes, it is. But Bigwig has a meaning. He has a big tuft of hair on his forehead that none of the other rabbits have. They have their own language, Lapine, and in their language his name is Thayli, which literally means Fur-head." Martini read the last bit directly from the back of the book, where the Lapine dictionary was.

"He's not my favorite character, but he's a close second. You'd like him. He protects the burrow when his leader order him to, even though he almost dies in the attempt." It certainly fit the weapon's nature, even though he had been showing more and more of his personality as of late. Martini turned to look at Scion. "Would you like to borrow it?"

[hellion_king]

X cocked his head in confusion when Martini mentioned the foreign concept of 'fun'. Scion didn't understand, was Martini mocking him

[time_schizo]

Scion looked confused. Martini should have known better than to use any sarcasm around the weapon. He just wasn't programmed to understand it.

He thought about that for a moment, but there was really no contest. "Fiver. He's the weird one of the group. He's sees things no one else does like me. But it comes in handy. He finds his brother after he's been shot, when everyone assumes he's dead. And helps save the whole group when they're attacked, by seeing up a solution."

Martini's dangling leg swung back and forth slowly. He could see from every direction up here. But its not like there was much to see. Snow and trees in three, the dismal looking compund in the fourth. "Yep. He has the equivalent of a small library in our room, and it seems a shame to let all those books just sit there and gather dust. Hardly anybody reads anymore, it's such a shame."

[hellion_king]

"Fiver." Scion repeated, his eyes watching Martini as the young man spoke. The way he spoke of the rabbit, what it had done... well it did quite remind X of the time manipulating mutant. He tilted his head, watching the other before he asked "...Fiber and Bigwig, were they ... friends?"

While Martini's legs swung back and forth, Scion's stayed perfectly still. He kept himself posed at the top of the tree, just in case something were to happen he could be ready at a moments notice. Scion's eyes glanced around the setting as he curiously took in the land scape. "...That is a shame. I find reading rather useful."

[time_schizo]

Martini smiled at little at Scion's question. Last time the word 'friend' had been mentioned between the two of them, X had freaked out on him big time. Looked like he was getting a little more comfortable with the term. "Yes, they were. Bigwig thought Fiver was a little odd, but then most of the rabbits did. But they looked out for each other."

He gazed out on the landscape again, shrugging a little as he set the book down on the branch carefully. "It's very useful. Everything I've ever needed to know about life, I learned from one book or another."

Sorry this is so late ;__; holidays and shiz D:<

[hellion_king]

"Oh." Scion replied lowly, he did not smile however his voice did seem to have a bit of a lighter tone to it as he spoke. "That is... pleasing." He shifted, feeling awkward as he placed his hands together, bringing them to his lips and blew. It wasn't necessarily because he was cold, but it was because he needed something to do. Truth be told Scion got so freaked because- well, he didn't quite know. Martini made Scion feel and it freaked him out. He didn't like that he was getting all cloudy with judgement, and a token of that was he still had the nose from Martini and his first meeting tucked safely away in his quarters. Martini didn't remember a damn thing, but X held that memory in his heart as one of his most important ones.

It was odd.

The weapons eyes followed Martini's out to the land scape, his own leg perfectly still, the other one folded to his body as blue eyes watched. "...I learned many tactics and survival methods from books as well."

It's fine. Holidays=Stress up the wahzoo

[time_schizo]

Martini turned to look at Scion, the movement of his hands catching his eye. The weapon was so unnaturally still most of the time, anything that seemed almost human was unusual. Studying X-13, he looked a bit more haggard then Martini remebered. There were dark circles under his eyes, and his hair was ruffled, a sharp contrast to his normal impeccable appearance.

"Keller." Martini paused before continuing, not sure how Scion would react hearing his other name. "Are you doing okay?" There was concern in Martini's voice, and perhaps a twinge of guilt. He was the one who had started X on his journey to his past. It looked like it was proving to be a rough journey.

Word.

[hellion_king]

Scion involuntarily winced at the use of his true name. He lowered his hands down from his mouth, taking in a deep breath as his brows furrowed over his eyes, the telekinetic slowly turning his head to meet Martini's gaze. Was that a sound of concern in the fellow soldiers voice? Scion did not understand it. He didn't deserve it.

"I am fine." He replied in a solid tone , his eyes tearing away as he looked back out to the land scape. He had not been on a mission recently, he was not injured. Why would he not be okay?

[time_schizo]

"Huh." Martini was completely unconvinced, and it showed in his tone. He raised an eyebrow in disbelief. Had his hands not been holding onto the branch, he would have folded his arms. Instead, he settled for snorting. "Then your definition and my defintion of fine are radically different"

[hellion_king]

"You sound surprised."

Scion replied, pushing away the tone of hesitance to be a mark of concern. He remained watchful of the scenery, his legs hanging perfectly still beneath him, his body as relaxed as it could be while still looking ready to pounce in a moments notice. The weapon tilted his head slightly, tired eyes watching as a pair of birds flew through the air amongst the trees.

"You and I are radically different, Martini. It is no surprise that our definitions for such a word would be so as well."

[time_schizo]

"True, can't deny that."

He'd probably have gotten the same response from a good majority of his teammates, had he asked them. This was not a group of touchy-feely people who liked to sit around and express their emotions like they were on Oprah. Still, he was perceptive enough to know when his friends were truly alright, and when they merely said they were. But he wouldn't press the issue if Scion didn't want to. Martini shifted his legs, curling the hanging one up and letting the other drop.