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[its_raining_cia]

*This contraption was difficult to handle, but if it was anything like what Shaw had on his submarine, he could figure out this cheap piece of plastic. After a few moments, he presses a few more buttons and his blue eyes widen, seeing the screen flicker on, seeing himself on the screen. Yep, that's right everybody. That's a red skinned, scarred,

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[groovy_mutation]

[That certainly wasn't the voice nor face he expected to see ever, but then again it could have been worse. Shaw could show up here. If Erik and Hank could be from the past then... Charles didn't even want to think about it.]

I'm sorry, but you won't find the ones you're looking for here. But you are in similar company. [Mutants that is. He does try to be reassuring to a small degree. They may be enemies, but Azazel is a mutant, one of them and he knew this place was a bit much to take it at first. It would be good to give him some good news yes?]

[its_raining_cia]

*He raises his eyebrows. So, Xavier was here as well, that was certainly a change in plans. And... was he trying to be friendly? Similar company. Sure.*

You're the telepath, Xavier. *He pauses. What could he really say to him, seeing as they were on opposite sides? And they left on such an... awkward note.*

How long have you been here?

[groovy_mutation]

You would be correct.

[Oh and sorry about making that guy shoot a rocket at you. No hard feelings?]

I have been here... I believe close to a week now. I can assume you've spoken with Buxell and Zudd, as you have a cellphone. Have you made it into the city yet? [And yes, he will be friendly. Opposite sides or not, he wasn't going to just leave Azazel without any clue as to what to do or expect. Perhaps this was a chance to get on his better side, to maybe have them come to some terms.]

[its_raining_cia]

A week? Hm.

*He purses his lips before he takes in his surroundings. Just ahead was the heart of the city... New Ashford it was called, right? The mutant nods*

I'm just about there. ...Why do you concern yourself as to where I am?

[livethecreed]

[You're just going to get stared at. Forever. Because holy shit, you're red and look like the Devil the Crusaders are always going on about.

But congrats! You managed to make him speechless! A feat many wish for but that few can actually accomplish.]

[its_raining_cia]

*Oh if only he knew of his accomplishment!

He sees the man staring back at him in his communicator and frowns a fraction. Azazel clears his throat loudly, maybe to make the other snap out of that stare of his.*

[livethecreed]

[The... other... clearing his throat did startle him, but it still takes him a moment to speak.]

There are no others here who look like you.

[its_raining_cia]

I would not be surprised. There are not many that do look like me.

[redhotsummers]

[Oh gee. Not a person he wanted to see here either. :| Different timelines or not, you still killed a lot of people, man.]

Great. This is just fucking great.

[its_raining_cia]

You.

*Azazel remembers you Alex. He smiles a little though and quirks a brow.*

Have you been working on controlling that power of yours?

[redhotsummers]

Yeah, I have.

[He sets his jaw.]

Be glad to give you a demonstration.

[its_raining_cia]

Can you fight without your friends there to assist you this time?

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[notbluebozo]

[ HANG ON, DID THE OTHERS KNOW THIS GUY WAS HERE?! Hank had seen firsthand what he had done to an entire line of guards and it was definitely not a comforting feeling to see Azazel's big red face on the screen.

But Hank's still new to video calls and keeps mistaking his cell phone for a one-way television screen, merely looking at the mutant on the other line and not saying anything. ]

[its_raining_cia]

*Oh he remembers you Hank but... the last time he saw you, you were a tad more blue.*

You're no longer blue.

[notbluebozo]

[ Oops, the responding again. Hank definitely felt his social skills needed a little work. Mechanically and functionally, he had the entire phone figured out, it was just his own awkward error.

The blue's there, it's just pretending to be a more peachy coloring at the moment. Though this is now the fourth response Hank's gotten that included something about him not being a certain color so, being the smarty he is, he's beginning to notice a bit of a pattern. ]

...I'm sorry, am I missing something?

[its_raining_cia]

*He peers in at his communicator, as if getting closer will be able to help him see the young man better.*

Have you reverted back to what you were before? *But how could he have done that? This was confusing, even to Azazel. He could have sworn he was blue and furry before! And he kind of... beat him up. With the help of his friends of course.*

This is... strange.

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[bettermen]

[Oh.

It's you.

You're the closest thing to Shaw right now]

Where are you?

[His voice is stern, demanding and blunt.]

[its_raining_cia]

*..He is huh? Well that's not good.*

I just made it to the heart of the city.

*Azazel won't run away from confrontation. He knew why he wanted him, seeing as what he had learned from Charles and Alex about some people coming from different times. Erik was still hellbent on getting to Shaw, and from his time, Azazel was a connection to Shaw.*

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[bettermen]

[And he furrows his brows even more]

And where is he? Where's Shaw?

[There's a venom within his voice, he's determined to find this man no matter what.]

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[its_raining_cia]

*And he's only met with a serious face, no trace of emotion on the other mutant's red face*

He is dead, from the time I'm from.