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x_cyclops: *opens door, walks into library, closes door and looks around the room* "Ev?"

x_synch: *is sitting rather rigidly at a table, blinking occasionally. also, has his eyes squeezed shut.*

x_synch: *attempts to come up with good excuse. manages "Er."*

x_cyclops: "You okay?" *walks over toward where he's seated*

x_synch: *speaks in tone of voice that suggests he's trying very hard to be grown-up about this*

x_synch: "Um. Fine. But I don't think the books will be if I open my eyes."

x_cyclops: *laughs* "Been there, done that." *sits down opposite him carefully, letting Ev know where he is* "So, anything trigger this, that you can think of?"

x_cyclops: *pauses* "You know, if this was just a way to get me to loan you my cool, styling shades, you could have just asked."

x_synch: *looks rather embarrassed* "Ikindofdiditonpurposesir."

x_cyclops: *grins* "What were you trying to do?"

x_synch: "I was trying to get some kind of control...you know, so I don't accidentally blow up things during class. I figured the library was safe because it's close to other mutants, but not really."

x_synch: *looks even more embarrassed* "Andnowitwon'tturnoff."

x_cyclops: *nods and continues* "So, you wanted to try to synch to someone without having anyone near."

x_cyclops: "Have you synched with anyone since then?" *speaks calmly and evenly*

x_synch: *grimaces and shakes his head. still has his eyes squeezed shut* "I don't think so."

x_synch: "But I figured I ought to try it -- you know, away from other people. It's a pretty useless power otherwise. Oh, look. I'm a flashlight."

x_cyclops: "Powers are powers. They're as useful as we make them."

x_cyclops: "But that might be why it won't turn off. It's looking for something to copy. Before we jump that way, let's try some focus exercises. Breathing. Relaxing."

x_cyclops: *takes a deep breath, then slowly lets it out* "Follow my lead. I know it's hard, but try to relax. Don't scrunch your eyes up so tightly." *reaches his hand out to take one of Ev's in his*

x_synch: *is the antithesis of calm and relaxed. would, however, be a great poster boy for panic* "Breathing. Relaxing. Yessir. Got it, sir."

x_cyclops: *chuckles* "It's okay. You're going to be okay, Ev. Just think of Faxman. Of him defeating the forces of Dr. Mimeograph."

x_synch: *chuckles and calms down a little bit* "Hey, Faxman would freak out too."

x_synch: *frowns* "This should be in a book somewhere. You know, how to control stuff like this. I can learn from books."

x_cyclops: *squeezes his hand* "Right, but he'd be okay, because this would be all a plot of Dr. Mimeograph. And he'd call on his friends for help, or maybe some older, handsome teacher-type, who would impart great wisdom."

x_cyclops: "And you're going to have to write the book on how to control this. Just think of all the fans who will learn from your travails."

x_synch: *looks rather skeptical, but sighs* "You sound like my dad. Only without the blinking."

x_synch: *speaking of which, is blinking more slowly, and doesn't look quite like chameleon lost in the Seventies*

x_cyclops: "Well, that's exactly what I was going for. Father-figure type." *sighs, shakes his head*

x_cyclops: "At least tell me your dad has some styling shades?"

x_synch: *shrugs* "Not really. He had a pair shaped like Mickey Mouse's head from when we went to Disney World, but they weren't cool."

x_synch: *deblinks further and grins* "Dunno if you can be a father-figure without Mickey Mouse sunglasses."

x_cyclops: "Well, that's a relief," *smiles widely again* "I don't think they make these with ears."

x_cyclops: "How goes the breathing?"

x_synch: "Okay, I think."

x_synch: *risks opening eye and utterly fails to demolish shelf of literary greats*

x_cyclops: "Well, that seemed to go okay."

x_cyclops: *looks back at the wall, then back to Ev*

x_synch: *breathes enormous sigh of relief.* "Yeah...I guess. Thanks, sir."

x_cyclops: "You're welcome."

x_cyclops: *then, puts on more serious face*

x_cyclops: "I'm going to say a few things now, but they're not meant as criticism, okay?"

x_synch: *nods.* "Yessir."

x_cyclops: "It's good to experiment with what your powers can do. But you need to have someone with you when you do it. Preferably an adult-someone, and experiment in a safer place. The Danger Room would be a good place to work on it."

x_cyclops: "And maybe we should think about you attending some of my energy control classes. Your powers aren't quite the same as the others in the class, but learning how to focus your powers and the energies are a big part of the class."

x_synch: *nods again. looks chastised, at least for the moment*

x_synch: "As long as I learn how to use them, sir. I just felt kind of useless."

x_cyclops: "I don't know what the rest of your schedule is like. If it won't work, maybe we can arrange for something else. This isn't a punishment. I just want to keep you safe."

x_cyclops: "You're not the only one who feels that way." *sighs* "I'm beginning to think we need to have classes in usefulness." *smiles*

x_synch: *squares shoulders* "I think I have room for your class. But I'll make room if I don't."

x_cyclops: "We're obviously not doing right by you all. That's something /we/ need to work on." *nods back at Ev, and releases his hand*

x_synch: *shrugs* "You're doing better than lots of people would've."

x_cyclops: "'Lots of people' like who?" *stands up, but doesn't leave*

x_synch: "Lots of people would've just given up or...I dunno, just gone on their own. But you guys are trying to do something."

x_synch: *grins* "That's really cool." *can obviously offer no higher praise*

x_cyclops: "There's only one person who might give up on you here. And I'm looking at him. And I really hope that doesn't happen." *walks around the table as he's talking, ends up next to Everett* "Think it will?"

x_synch: *meets Scott's eyes. is very quiet.* "I don't give up, sir."

x_cyclops: "Good. Neither do I." *holds out his hand*

x_synch: *looks rather puzzled, but snags hand*

x_cyclops: *shakes Ev's hand firmly, then releases it and smiles widely* "Let's go let Sam know he can stop standing guard."

x_synch: *nods and scrambles to feet* "Yessir."