( Where Quentin is hard to miss with the bright colours he boldly wears, Nate is more muted with the blue, yellow, and black palette he wears. Itās similar enough to his fatherās but also his own, especially in style; he lacks any sort of X on his attire for one thing.
He eyes the other telepath the moment he taps down ā watches the way he pushes against the floating debris with his own telekinesis. He hasnāt really been around another with a similar power set as his. Thereās Jean and thereās Maddie, but. About as close as it gets really.
Thereās nothing in the way of resistance when Quentin moves the rock which, is enough to show that this isnāt a case of a TK measuring contest and more that the Grey-Summers mutant is dealing with a case of telekinetic instability currently. Forge and Sinister had both made a point to bring up that, if not careful, his lack of control could lead to his powers controlling him where he was the one at their mercy.
Case in point. )
I wasnāt exactly expecting company.
( Nor did he expect to suddenly get hit with a flood of voices in his head leading to all this. With that said, he lifts a hand and gently begins to set everything down, a careful claim of control over the moment what with Quentin having served as a sort of distraction he could cling to within all the incessant chatter. Maybe he should thank him. )
What do you want? Or are you checking me out like everyone else does?
( For his power, he means. Not anythingā¦ else. )
no subject
He eyes the other telepath the moment he taps down ā watches the way he pushes against the floating debris with his own telekinesis. He hasnāt really been around another with a similar power set as his. Thereās Jean and thereās Maddie, but. About as close as it gets really.
Thereās nothing in the way of resistance when Quentin moves the rock which, is enough to show that this isnāt a case of a TK measuring contest and more that the Grey-Summers mutant is dealing with a case of telekinetic instability currently. Forge and Sinister had both made a point to bring up that, if not careful, his lack of control could lead to his powers controlling him where he was the one at their mercy.
Case in point. )
I wasnāt exactly expecting company.
( Nor did he expect to suddenly get hit with a flood of voices in his head leading to all this. With that said, he lifts a hand and gently begins to set everything down, a careful claim of control over the moment what with Quentin having served as a sort of distraction he could cling to within all the incessant chatter. Maybe he should thank him. )
What do you want? Or are you checking me out like everyone else does?
( For his power, he means. Not anythingā¦ else. )