A Reunion

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It's been a month since Professor Charles Xavier fell into an enigmatic coma, leaving his institute and his protégés to continue on without him.

It's been three days since the mark that had appeared on Xavier also appeared on his first eight students, the original X-Men. While none of them have followed their mentor's lead into oblivion, word of this strange shared circumstance reached them all quickly and they've agreed to gather and discuss the situation.

For better or worse, it seems that they're in this together.

It's dark, cold, and snowing outside when they gather in one of the mansion's parlors, a large room with double doors (which they close behind them) and a lit fireplace. The flames inside crackle and dismiss the worst of the night's chill as they arrive one by one, taking positions on two couches and three chairs scattered around a low table. The antique furniture and built-in bookshelves make the space reminiscent of Charles Xavier's office and the man's presence seems to hang over the gathering.

...But at least the bar cart is well-stocked.

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Scott Summers had the foresight to prepare a snack for the group before they met up. Or maybe they just needed a distraction. Regardless, they arrive armed with enough deviled eggs for everyone!

During the discussion, Kitty Pryde says something about themselves or their life that is just...not true. They don't know why they said it or where the thought even came from. How strange.

Near the end of the discussion, Kurt Wagner's mark begins to glow, bright enough to be visible through or around anything that might be obscuring it. One by one, the others' marks follow suit, ending with Emma Frost. The glow of their mark persist for several long moments after the others go dull and seems to pulse within their skin...before they suddenly collapse back with a gasp and fall unconscious.

When Emma wakes, only minutes later, their friends are around them and they recall nothing but a blinding light.

ARRIVALS ⮾ DURING THE TALK ⮾ AFTER THE TALK ⮾ OOC

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ARRIVALS: Jean & Kurt

[blauerdamon kurt wagner ⚔️ nightcrawler]

"Jean," Kurt carefully rests a hand on her shoulder, tilting his head to one side as he looks at her with a slightly concerned smile. He understands she's been preoccupied, been elsewhere, and racks his brain for the words that will plant her feet back on earth.

"You have been working too hard, come have some... eggs." He gestures to the spread, and narrowly resists laughing a little. "Or maybe a drink instead?"

ARRIVALS: Jean & Kurt

[totalities marvel girl]

Jean lays a hand over Kurt's where it rests on her shoulder and gives it an appreciative squeeze.

"I'm not hungry," she admits. She doesn't decline a drink, although she knows that liquor on an empty stomach is probably not the move.

ARRIVALS: Jean & Kurt

[blauerdamon kurt wagner ⚔️ nightcrawler]

Kurt sighs and returns the squeeze. If she isn't hungry, then she isn't hungry. Although now he wonders how much she's been eating since Charles succumbed. Maybe he'll press that issue later, just the two of them, but not tonight.

"So what can I get you?" he asks, all bright smiles again. "Maybe a bit of wine? Champagne? Or Evie is making these very nice cocktails. I'm not certain what's in them besides whiskey."

ARRIVALS: Jean & Kurt

[totalities marvel girl]

"I could drink wine," Jean acquiesces, although she first regards him with a sort of pinched expression. Not unfond, just concerned, like she doesn't quite buy the bluster. "Is there red?"

ARRIVALS: Jean & Kurt

[blauerdamon kurt wagner ⚔️ nightcrawler]

"As red as your hair, Liebchen," he teases, stepping away to the nearby bar. He pulls down a bottle from the shelf with his tail while his hands find a glass and a corkscrew. The act of uncorking it and pouring the glass is graceful and confident, unaware that Jean has successfully assessed his deeper concerns. "It's good to see everyone again, ja?"

ARRIVALS: Jean & Kurt

[totalities marvel girl]

"Well. Not everyone," she says as she takes the glass from him.

ARRIVALS: Jean & Kurt

[blauerdamon kurt wagner ⚔️ nightcrawler]

Kurt's expression softens. He pulls out one of the bar stools for Jean, and takes a seat in the one next to it, tail swaying lazily. "Sit with me, Jean. You've been in your own head for a long time."