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Ronan looked up from his work and gave Scott his full attention (not something he did for everyone). When he sensed the man approaching his lab, he had an some idea of what he wanted to discuss. Scott's words confirmed his thoughts. He knew that Brian and Lorna had just gotten through fucking in the infirmary. Real smooth. If they'd wanted to keep their business private, they should have done that shit further away from him (not to mention the fact that the cameras present in the lab had witnessed every dirty detail).
"What about him?"
Ronan was giving off a fun vibe, which sort of amused Scott, to an extent. His plan was to sift through a few things between he and Ronan then bring Brian in and play a little good cop/bad cop. "I guess you know what was just going on?" He began, "Things are getting out of hand and I'm afraid something is going to happen that will affect more than Brian. After he wigged out on us a few months ago, it's just gotten progressively worse." Not only was the boy screwing around with multiple women, one of the women was his sister. On top of all that, his priorities where his work and duties were concerned seemed to be askew. Scott fully understood what it was like to be a young man surrounded by beautiful women all the time, but self control needed to be exercised or the consequences would be far worse the crime. "There's a line." He sighed, finally, and felt that that summed up how he felt. So far as Scott's position as 'leader' went, well, he felt something needed to be said to Brian about his behavior in the field and his duties in the lab. But as a man (or men, including Ronan) it didn't sit well with Scott that Brian was mistreating the feelings of several of their colleagues. "What do you think?"
"I think the little shit needs to be knocked down a few pegs." Brian had always held himself in pretty high esteem. The Brit thought he could do whatever he wanted when he wanted because he had no one to answer to. That was about to change. Ronan didn't give a shit how rich or powerful Brian was. He was just another ungrateful asshole in his eyes. Mars glanced toward the monitor where Brian and Lorna had been. The view was now of a bare (clean) desk without a British person in sight. "Call him in here."
Cyclops nodded in agreement and the serious frown on his face was reflected when he raised his hand to his headset and spoke, "Brian? Can you come down to the workshop?"