[ Once Scott makes his way out of that room, out of that building, he'll find the station is quite huge. Jean still found it overwhelming if she just sat off to the side and watched it all. The people traversing here and there. Some to jobs on the station. Others transporting to other worlds open to the Ingress.
Sometimes she did that. Usually with the others. But, lately, she had contemplated going on her own. With how others had left - and yet more kept arriving - she would find herself at the Ingress complex somedays. Just watching. Waiting. Occasionally feeling out for any familiar signatures. Familiar minds, voices. She still hoped Charles would come back. She didn't really care what form. Young, old, didn't matter.
The voice she finds, however, isn't Charles. The mind she practically trips over is one she hasn't felt in almost two years. She audibly gasps and opens her eyes searching the crowd from where she is until she spots him. ]
ingress complex
Sometimes she did that. Usually with the others. But, lately, she had contemplated going on her own. With how others had left - and yet more kept arriving - she would find herself at the Ingress complex somedays. Just watching. Waiting. Occasionally feeling out for any familiar signatures. Familiar minds, voices. She still hoped Charles would come back. She didn't really care what form. Young, old, didn't matter.
The voice she finds, however, isn't Charles. The mind she practically trips over is one she hasn't felt in almost two years. She audibly gasps and opens her eyes searching the crowd from where she is until she spots him. ]
Oh my god...
[ Crying out with both her voice and mind: ]
Scott!