one 〣 voice

[cuckoos]

[ three voices come on over the network, speaking in perfect unison and... weirdly entirely chill with just showing up here. like it's a trip to the mall. ...and not even a very good mall at that. ]

Not our first trip to another dimension. [ pause, like they're considering... and come to the conclusion of "eh". ] Suppose the A.I. is preferable to demons, so there's that.

[ they hum thoughtfully. ]

We do have somewhere to be. [ but no, you know, rush or anything. whatever. ] Cuckoos to any X-Men listening. We know you're out there. [ then, vaguely playful: ] Come out, come out, wherever you are.

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[symmachy]

Twice, I think.

[a small smile. her lips are pressed together.]

No.

[cuckoos]

Huh. [ blinking in (again) vague surprise ] ...It can't have been around for very long then.

[ ...and judging you, sorry - don't blame them, blame their upbringing miss frost ]

We see. [ studying the video feed ] What do you teach?

[symmachy]

[she laughs] About three years, I think.

[she sees that judging, and isn't bothered by it. just drop by her class one day during summer school, girls. she'll show you what being a non-mutant can be like.]

Combat. And Latin.

[cuckoos]

[ A long moment as they confer with each other. Finally: ] Sounds about right.

[ pfffffffffffft summer school ]

Those are new. Hm. [ They are kind of unsure as to how Latin would be applicable as an X-Man, but. Kaaaaaay. ]

[symmachy]

[scatty smiles.]

Quite old, actually.