Scott had a pretty damned good idea. He didn't go any further away than they were, though, but turned Allison around to shield her face and head and stood looking out over the top of it to watch that place coming down.
Only once it was did he turn and start walking.
He should have been able to contact Charles but the truth was... he couldn't. He wasn't the telepath. Charles thought it was a milk run. Charles didn't keep in contact with him the way Jean had. Even barring every bit of that, his mind was foggy as fuck. He could barely form coherent thought.
So he just - walked, and used his spatial awareness to get him more or less pointed the right direction.
He'd get through to someone as soon as he could get his hands on a phone.
And yeah, that was his plan. He figured Sandy was gone the second the place came down.
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Date: 2015-10-12 06:20 pm (UTC)Only once it was did he turn and start walking.
He should have been able to contact Charles but the truth was... he couldn't. He wasn't the telepath. Charles thought it was a milk run. Charles didn't keep in contact with him the way Jean had. Even barring every bit of that, his mind was foggy as fuck. He could barely form coherent thought.
So he just - walked, and used his spatial awareness to get him more or less pointed the right direction.
He'd get through to someone as soon as he could get his hands on a phone.
And yeah, that was his plan. He figured Sandy was gone the second the place came down.