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[A young woman with bright green eyes and a contrasting white streak at the front of her brown hair looks into the camera. Only a little skin, her face, her neck, and a little bit of her décolletage is visible. As the feed starts, she stops biting her lower lip and addresses the camera:]

Hey, ya'll. Has anyone seen a necklace 'round here? I lost it a few weeks ago, and I've been looking, but I can't find anything. It's small- a silver cross, no bigger than a nickel. It's got a tiny diamond on it, too. It's mostly sentimental, so if you see it, could you let me know?

My name's Rogue, if that helps you locate me. Thanks so much! [She gives a small wave with a gloved hand.]

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I don't suppose you can recall where you went the day you lost it?

That's the thing, I can't. It was before the last jump, I think, and I figured it'd wind up in my locker. But it's been a while and I can't seem to find hide or hair of it. I'm not even sure what day it was when I lost it, anymore.

I'll keep an eye out for it. I don't suppose there are particular routes on the ship you take more than others?

With how much the hallways seem to move around? Not that I can really recall...

I'll take a look around for it--but if it's small, it's easy to get lost around here.

Thanks, Alex.

[She's all smiles for him. Damn it, when did this happen?]

I'm hoping it'll turn up. It's important to me, y'know?

How small is a nickel?

It's, ah... [Wow, how do you explain?] A medium sized button? Or kinda the size of your eye, I guess.

You never know. It may show up where and when you least expect it.

[That was such a teacher thing to say]

I know. I just hope it's sooner rather than later.

Oh.

[He squints up one eye without thinking of it, as if trying this out.]

But what is it used for?

[This kid had no idea what a nickel was. Rogue purses her lips for a moment. He's sweet looking. And she had made friends with the Queen of England, so...]

It's worth five cents. It's money. American money.

Oh--a small coin. Is five cents very much, or very little? Sometimes if a coin is larger, it is worth more. But sometimes the size means very little. I think it depends on where the coin is from.

[And in case she's wondering, he informs her:] I have heard of America. That is where you're from?

It's larger than a dime, but a dime is worth twice as much. It takes 100 cents to make a dollar. So, five cents ain't that much. So you'd be right, size does matter in that regards.

[Rogue nods] Yeah- down in the South, Mississippi. You've gotta be from England, yeah?

Did you find it?

[ He could just accio Rogue's necklace if not. Maybe. idk. YOU TELL ME. ]

No, not yet

[in a ship this big? When it's actually with Magneto? Probably not. Best to let him keep it. For now.]

Hopefully it'll turn up. How are you?

[ that's even better tho imagine it trying to float away sadly and unsuccessfully from Erik. ]

I really hope so. I'm alright. Don't really got anything too exciting to report on, y'know?
How are you?

[I mean, it'd be pretty hilarious.]

Nothing exciting is good, all things considered. When you're feeling up to it, I thought we might get back to seeing about your ability.

Not just size, but amounts. The same is true of any coin, I think.

I am of Westeros, not of England. But many people have thought that I am, so I think it must be a similar land. I'm called Bran Stark. The Starks are of the North. If you were of Westeros, too, that would make us opposites--but I think your southern lands might be different.

I'm more than up to it.

[Especially because Magneto was a dick. Also, water is wet.]

You can just call it a mutation, y'know. Or a power.

I think you're right about that.

[She gives him a smile. Kids are always great. She did some babysitting, when she'd been in Mississippi, and now, a few of the students at the Institute had become quite taken with her. Laurie Collins, in particular, thought she was amazing. Laurie was wrong, but that was besides the point.]

Westeros. Starks. And you're Bran. Nice t'meet you. I'm Rogue. [Anna Marie of House ~~Darkholme~~ D'Ancanto.] I don't know what your Southern lands are like, so I really can't say. But where I'm from, they're hot, and far too ignorant. Beautiful, though.

[He smiles back, pleased.]

I am glad to meet you too, Rogue. Summer and I will help you to look for your necklace, if you like. And if we find it, then you can tell us of your southern lands as our reward. I have never seen the southern kingdoms in Westeros, either, but I have heard many tales of them--and I would hear of your lands too, if you would tell of them.

[She laughs at that. An easy reward, sure. One she'd probably give him anyway if he just asked.] Sure thing, sugar. I've got loads. You'll have to tell me about your North, too.

Who's Summer?

[There is a moment of uncertain and shaky video, as he turns his device around--and there is Summer, laying at the end of the bed. Or, more accurately: Summer, taking up the whole end of the bed. The direwolf has grown large enough that he is nearly of size with a pony, but he is tucked almost daintily into place, large paws hanging just over the edge of the bed, and his great head settled into place atop them. His yellow eyes consider the device for a moment but, bored, he turns his gaze away.

Bran turns the device back toward himself, then, with a proud smile.]

That's Summer. He is of the North, too. He is better at hunting than he is at finding things, but he has keen senses, so he will still be a help.

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