[Wait. What?? Quentin rolls his head to the side to give Julian a snide look.]
Seriously? You're tell me to stick it to the man? Fight the power? Me. Pfft. Give me a break.
[He scoffs and looks forward, studying the buildings on the other side of the street.]
I was telling the X-Men to go fuck themselves while you were still being a good little boy sitting in your TK jenga class.
[Alright, probably not the best way to start this topic, but look. He'll recover. Maybe. Hopefully? In any case, Quentin deliberately dulls that sharp tone to his voice. He'll need Julian to be in his least pissy mood to get through that whole "who actually got Quentin killed all those times" conversation without someone getting thrown through a fucking wall. Or... the current one, honestly. Ugh.]
That's the whole problem, right? Oo, Quentin Quire saying fuck the system? Flaking out on his team? All of mutantdom? Wow, not like that's ever happened before.
[He sighs, taking off his glasses to squeeze his eyes. At least he won't have to see it when Julian laughs in his fucking face for saying this.]
Believe it or not, I've been trying to get my shit together. Teamwork makes the dream work and all that hokey crap. I couldn't—look, I did get fed up with it, but all I could do was get rid of Beast before everything went to hell. I'm on a completely different team now, okay? No more sketchy shit.
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Seriously? You're tell me to stick it to the man? Fight the power? Me. Pfft. Give me a break.
[He scoffs and looks forward, studying the buildings on the other side of the street.]
I was telling the X-Men to go fuck themselves while you were still being a good little boy sitting in your TK jenga class.
[Alright, probably not the best way to start this topic, but look. He'll recover. Maybe. Hopefully? In any case, Quentin deliberately dulls that sharp tone to his voice. He'll need Julian to be in his least pissy mood to get through that whole "who actually got Quentin killed all those times" conversation without someone getting thrown through a fucking wall. Or... the current one, honestly. Ugh.]
That's the whole problem, right? Oo, Quentin Quire saying fuck the system? Flaking out on his team? All of mutantdom? Wow, not like that's ever happened before.
[He sighs, taking off his glasses to squeeze his eyes. At least he won't have to see it when Julian laughs in his fucking face for saying this.]
Believe it or not, I've been trying to get my shit together. Teamwork makes the dream work and all that hokey crap. I couldn't—look, I did get fed up with it, but all I could do was get rid of Beast before everything went to hell. I'm on a completely different team now, okay? No more sketchy shit.