No way! They couldn't have gotten the rest of my friends. Trust me, they're out there looking for us right now, I'm sure of it! [For his own sanity more than anything.]
Yeah, but... I hate to be the bearer of bad news, but even if someone does find this place...? How are they going to get in? We can't budge the doors, the windows—or anything at all. Do you really think it would be easier from the outside?
Hey... Don't sweat it! I bet it will be easier from the outside, you'll see! And I know a lot of talented people... I'm sure they'll find a way in, no matter what! [Of course, he's used to the X-Men pulling off seemingly impossible rescues, so it's easy for him to be hopeful.]
I'm all for helping with whatever needs to be done to get everyone out of here safely.
[ Although... being rescued himself? Embarrassing. He can just feel his father's disappointed glare. Oh well. It was the safety of the group that mattered, not his own personal feelings. ]
I hope you're right, though. I mean, I know some pretty talented people myself, but... I'm not so sure they'd be able to find this place, let alone break down unbreakable doors. I mean, where are we? There aren't any discernible landmarks or anything, just... bloody handprints on windows and this weird, flat light.
[ Now that he's thinking about it, actually actively thinking about it... what has even been coming out of his mouth?! And why does he understand it? Why can he produce it? ]
Yeah man I know! It took me by surprise, too. Ever since I started noticing it, I haven't heard any other language, aside from a few words here and there.
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No way! They couldn't have gotten the rest of my friends. Trust me, they're out there looking for us right now, I'm sure of it! [For his own sanity more than anything.]
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Yeah, but... I hate to be the bearer of bad news, but even if someone does find this place...? How are they going to get in? We can't budge the doors, the windows—or anything at all. Do you really think it would be easier from the outside?
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[ Although... being rescued himself? Embarrassing. He can just feel his father's disappointed glare. Oh well. It was the safety of the group that mattered, not his own personal feelings. ]
I hope you're right, though. I mean, I know some pretty talented people myself, but... I'm not so sure they'd be able to find this place, let alone break down unbreakable doors. I mean, where are we? There aren't any discernible landmarks or anything, just... bloody handprints on windows and this weird, flat light.
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The only guess I have is... somewhere in Japan? Since it seems that everyone here is speaking Japanese...
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[ Now that he's thinking about it, actually actively thinking about it... what has even been coming out of his mouth?! And why does he understand it? Why can he produce it? ]
Are we speaking it as... well?
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There's no such things as magic, man. They must have done something to our heads... like mind control, or something!