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What kind of ship is this supposed to be? This looks sci-fi even by Beast's standards. Someone going to clue me in on what's going on?

Seriously. I have things I need to be doing and I'm not sticking around to make nice with whatever asshole shoved me in that tiny crate. I'm not laughing. Not even a little.

Magneto? Mystique? Are you on this channel? I could really use some directions right about now.

Come on. Azazeal? Someone answer. This place is giving me the creeps.

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[Professor Xavier. Well. That's a relief. Or at least, more a relief than anything else. A familiar voice and face in an unfamiliar place and just enough to grasp onto. And Charles called him Alex, so he knew him. That was good.]

Professor Xavier. Have somewhere in mind?

[There is still a part of him reluctant to willingly open his mind to a telepathic communication. The tiny sliver of doubt that Charles would take more drastic measures to sway him back to the more passive side of the war. He couldn't. He could let Xavier and his mutants keep their hands clean while he dirtied his own to help Magneto ensure their freedom.]

As long as it's not this creepy ship.