cape_kore | one. | Day 82

[ The video shows a very large, very blue eye blinking directly into it. Almost as soon as it appears, the camera pans out to show Julian's face, and then it seems to hover directly in front of him. His shoulders are down but the camera is directly in front, held by his telekinesis which also happens to be holding the gauntlet it's attached to. Julian walks along like this is completely normal. Once it reaches what he thinks is a reasonable distance, the Town Center with its fountain can be seen behind him.

His expression is a sardonic smirk, and his voice is a drawl. He doesn't sound panicked. ]

So, Cape Kore. My 'new home'. That's cute. What is this, like Survivor for mutants? I see the cameras. You guys aren't subtle, whoever you are.

[ The camera comes closer again, and something bright and metal taps the face of his watch. ]

Who's even on the other side of this thing? I'm fucking talking to myself, aren't I. What a joke...

[ He rolls his eyes, and for a moment looks like he's about to turn this off. Then he appears to think better of it. His face hardens, and his lips compress into a line. ]

Whatever. This is Hellion, I'm with the X-Men. If anyone's out there, sound off. I need to get off this ride, and one of you is gonna tell me how, right now, or I'm going to take every one of those little cameras and grind them to dust.

Start talking.

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[ Oh hey check it out, he's being useful now. With the result that Julian won't try launching himself straight up in the sky. Thanks for that, Dilly. ]

What gods? Let's start with that.

And since you already know I have no fucking idea where you're from, I also don't know what the Dragonslayers are supposed to be. Unless it's literal, in which case I've been there and done that. [ ...ish. But he's sticking with that story. ] So I'm not impressed. I'll change my tack on that if you and your squadron get me out of here.

Raphael of the Heavens, Castiel of the Heavens and Balthazar of the Heavens are three of them, sons of the god of Creation. If you don't believe me just go to the temple in the middle of town and demand St Raphael to come and speak to you. He'll hear you.

[There's a smirk in his voice as he gives that piece of advice. It'll be satisfying to see someone else fall for that trick]

Unlike you and your demon friends there no one else from Gaia with me. Our kidnappers prefer people from Earth.

[ Dilandau we need to have a little talk about your mutant hatespeeching here. ]

What the hell did you just call me?

If you have some kind of problem with mutants, you might as well get it off your chest now. You'll be crying too hard to say it later.

I called you a demon because that's what you are, a demon from a demon world. You keep your powers out of my head and away from my face and you won't have any problems from me.

Away from your head? [ He's openly laughing. ]

I'm not a telepath. I'm way worse than that. I'm one of the most powerful mutants on the planet. Demons? Forget them. I'm the thing you have to worry about, so don't piss me off.

Here's a tip: you aren't off to a real good start.

[He's glad the video isn't on, because he's had too many encounters with people far too powerful lately and can't quite keep the alarm from crossing his face. He doesn't let it bleed into his retort, though]

I'll believe your boasting when I see it. Crack open the barrier and I'll fall to my knees for you, but until then you're just full of hot air.

And what are you full of? If you want a demonstration, you can come find me. Tell me what you think about mutants to my face, and we'll see how long you last.

[ Or in other words, no, he's not going to hit the barrier. After what Dilandau said, he's not going to be that stupid. That doesn't mean he's backing down, though. ]

Oh? So you've changed your mind about how easily you'll break us out, oh Most Powerful Mutant on the Planet? Do your demon energies need a little warming up first?

Call me a demon again and I’ll test drive them on you. I’ll break through to save myself – not to prove anything to you.

Who the hell even are you? You sound like a bratty little kid to me.

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