[Predictably, bright red beams instantly emerge from Scott's eyes, shooting directly in a line and at the person that he's been so excited to see until now. He doesn't even have the reaction time to shout or protest as he stares directly at Quentin for a few solid seconds, before he finally snaps back to reality and turns his face away, tightly shut his eyes and backing up slightly in the process.]
W-What the fuck, man?!
[Fuck him fuck, what the hell was that?! The other mutant pulled that stunt, right? But why would he rip his shades off?! Just to be a huge jackass?? Glasses envy? He's relatively certain that he's not dead at least, from what little he saw, and while a big part of him is definitely glad about that, Scott's also just really, really angry.
And maybe trembling just a little, because it sure felt so close in killing another person-- one that's not even infected.]
no subject
until now. He doesn't even have the reaction time to shout or protest as he stares directly at Quentin for a few solid seconds, before he finally snaps back to reality and turns his face away, tightly shut his eyes and backing up slightly in the process.]W-What the fuck, man?!
[Fuck him fuck, what the hell was that?! The other mutant pulled that stunt, right? But why would he rip his shades off?! Just to be a huge jackass?? Glasses envy? He's relatively certain that he's not dead at least, from what little he saw, and while a
bigpart of him is definitely glad about that, Scott's also just really, really angry.And maybe trembling just a little, because it sure felt so close in killing another person-- one that's not even infected.]