Scott walks up behind Alex, his new, or rather old, visor covering his eyes now. He moved slow, still injured, but otherwise he was on a mission. He hadn’t had a chance to talk to his brother at all since this whole thing had started, he wanted to be able to see where his head was at, especially as everything seemed to be coming to a head. At the end of this, the mutants would be together, and he just wanted to get a feeling where exactly the mutants wanted to be. Of the opinions he thought, the ones of his brother were amongst the most important.

“Can we have a word in private?”

wreakiinghavok ( x )

            ❝— — — —is it.. broken ?❞

wreakiinghavok followed you: "Wow.... Sorry I even said anything at all."

wreakiinghavok replied to your post:cyclopisms started following you heavy breathing

stop being a creep.

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