Phantom Miria
Queen of Feuds
Emma sighed, rolling her eyes in a semi-bothered manner as she stood up from where she sat, walked past Scott and stopped at his side briefly, placed her index and middle finger over his temple and yanked the knowledge of flying this ship out of his head. She made her way to the front of it, where Jean sat in an attempt to get things moving. She placed her two fingers at the back of her head and implemented Jean with the knowledge on how to steer the spacecraft "You X-Men with your old school ethics and your good old fashion ways. We do not have time for courtesy, respect and self-sacrifice. Gladiator is a ticking bomb and if we do not find Lilandra soon, he will be bound by his ridiculous honor and be sent after us, the moment that bloody Empress is dethroned. Vulcan is bad, but I rather fight him than Gladiator" Emma turned and walked back down the ship to where she initially sat.
As she passed Scott again, she placed her hand on his shoulder and she cleared his mind of obstacles of no relevance. The human mind always focused on so much more than it had to, making mental fatigue so much more present. Emma put irrelevant activities in his mind to sleep, temporarily, activities that no common human would ever even know was missing but still activities that tired the human body and mind. By doing this, Scott would either have an easier time falling asleep, should he choose to do so, or he would simply in a more rapid pace regenerate his mental state to a vigorous stage. If nothing else, it would still make him able to focus more on the situation at hand.
Emma then let go of his mind and shoulder as she sat down behind him "If you do not snap out of it I will put you to sleep, Rei. You feel you are ready to be part of a mission, so prove it. Being an X-Men is as much about following orders as it is being good at what you do. You are given a chance now, a chance to prove your abilities by aiding the X-Men in finding Empress Lilandra. If doing what is best for not only Shi'Ar, but worlds beyond it is not good enough for you, then maybe you do not belong here" Emma said with a sigh and leaned back where she sat, resting her head against the back of her seat and closed her eyes.
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Celeste, Esme and Mindee laid on their respective beds in their room in the X-Men mansion, staring on the roof of their room while discussing anything from school to boys and sport, while Sophie sat by the desk inside the room with a couple of books, reading them intently. As she did this, the pinches of knowledge she slowly attained throughout reading it was siphoned through telepathy to her four sisters. Sophie had always been the one most eager to evolve, and to learn new things, unlike her more casual and relaxed sisters. That of course did not make her the least reluctant to through telepathy implement them with all the knowledge she attained. She had no reason not to.
Phoebe on the other hand, unlike her sisters, sat restless on their drawer, dangling with her legs and beheld her sisters where they sat and laid. She gave out a sigh "Shoul-" she started but was immediately interrupted "No", voiced in perfect sync and Phoebe sighed with a smile. She did not really have to ask as she already knew their reaction, but she was bored enough to do so anyway. It was not always entertaining being a Cuckoo, so she did the best she could to keep things interesting. With a sigh, she jumped down from the drawer and walked over to the door "Have fun" She frowned with a smirk and exited the room, closing the door behind her as she walked down the hallway.