<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/a/aa/XMenAvatarCyclops01.jpg)</div>Code Name: Cyclops<br/>Real Name: Scott Summers<br/>Location: The War Room<br/>Date/Time: Monday, September 7th 2015, morning<br/>Tagging: Everyone around<br/>Content: Anything Goes<br/>Wearing: Costume<br/><br/>It still jarred him when Cable called him “Dad.” Not that the name was unwelcome, just the fact that this veteran soldier of so many combats, who was clearly older than he was, actually was the baby he’d had with Madeline. Even the thought of her sent his gut churning, all the emotion of that entire mess yet another thing he did his best not to think about. In happier times, Jean had joked that the source of his powers wasn’t his mutation, just the result of keeping all his emotions bottled up constantly.<br/><br/>“I’m glad to hear that, Cable. I know you’ll make a fine addition to the team.” Cyclops looked at Jubilee as she entered. Hypocritical though it might be, he wasn’t comfortable bring in X-Men who were so young, no matter how old he’d been when he was first recruited by Xavier.<br/><br/>Cyclops turned to Storm. “Sounds like a good plan. You got the initial call, this is your show.” He had no intention of trying to take command of her mission, and didn’t want any confusion among the X-Men either. This was her mission. She was in charge. “I’ll go prep the Blackbird.” That would give him something to do and put him in the cockpit. Most sat in the back, where they could chat, so it might give him some time alone, and piloting would give him an excuse if anyone tried to draw him into conversation that he didn’t feel up to.