Storm/Cyclops/Shadowcat/OPEN
Was bomb the magic word? Scott was too busy trying to recall as many of the little details to realize that he had really said something of substance there. Looking between the two women, he nodded, only to close his eyes as he lifted up his glasses to rub the bridge of his nose for a moment. "I have no idea really. It was just really bright. Almost like some sort of flash bomb but it's hard to say." It just wasn't all that clear in what he recalled of the dream.
But was there someone hurt? He wasn't too sure about those particulars either. "Maybe a girl? I don't know really. I think so." There was so much going on. And those robot things. It was a lot to take in, especially having woken up like he did.