Tommy s'est ridiculisé à quel point Barbara l'avait balayé. "Hostilité. Il faut aimer une fille avec de l'esprit." Ce n'était pas la première fois qu'il avait eu une telle réaction à ses avances, et maintenant il avait appris à juste le prendre dans la foulée. Il savait aussi qu'elle ne faisait pas que faire des menaces. Barbara pourrait s'en tenir à elle, et si c'est arrivé à elle Tommy était sûr qu'elle pourrait soutenir tout ce qu'elle avait dit. Il a fait une note mentale pour essayer une approche plus douce avec elle à partir de maintenant.
Pour prendre leur dernière arrivée, Tommy a cogné un sourcil à la fille très... statuesque. Il ne pouvait pas dire qu'elle était exactement son genre, mais apparemment elle apporterait beaucoup de muscle à l'équipe, dont ils avaient cruellement besoin. "Ne laissez pas les costumes faits à la main de Billy vous tromper. Nous pouvons tenir le nôtre avec la foule de spandex. Ce n'est pas parce qu'on n'est pas une équipe officielle qu'on ne peut pas faire de mal à des méchants."
À partir de sa chaise, la silhouette de Tommy semblait s'estomper et s'estomper un instant, puis il était là dans son costume aussi. En regardant la combinaison de forme verte et blanche, il s'est ébranlé la tête et s'est ébranlé devant Billy. "Sérieusement? Tu ne pourrais pas faire quelque chose qui ne dit pas 'Hey! Regarde mon entrejambe!" Tommy soupira, murmurant sous son souffle. "Je n'arrive pas à croire que je sors en public comme ça."
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Tandis que Quentin fermait les yeux les sons de la ville autour de lui et que les voix de Franklin et des autres devenaient peu à peu indistinctes, paraissant d'abord s'éloigner avant de s'effacer tous ensemble. Il sentait sa conscience quitter son corps alors que ses sens télépathiques s'étendaient au-delà du royaume du physique. Se concentrant sur l'image de Jack qu'il avait vue, il a concentré toutes ses pensées sur la recherche de ce visage. Atteindre à travers la vaste mer d'esprits de toute la ville, il a vu à travers les yeux de milliers de personnes à la fois alors qu'il scannait pour quelqu'un qui avait vu Jack.
Demeurant intensément concentré pendant plusieurs minutes, son front sillonna dans la frustration alors qu'il n'arrivait à rien. Puis, soudain, une faible image apparut devant l'œil de son esprit. C'est devenu plus clair, et bientôt il pourrait faire un visage. L'endroit qu'il voyait était sombre, mais plus il se concentrait sur ce visage plus il devenait évident que c'était le même qu'il avait vu sur la photographie. C'était Jack. Son visage est finalement devenu assez distinct pour voir son expression, mais à l'horreur de Quentin il était de douleur et de tourment. Dans la vision, il ferma un instant les yeux à Jack, et la peur et le désespoir qu'il vit dans le regard du jeune garçon suffisaient à le rendre malade alors même qu'il ressentait le plaisir pervers de l'esprit qui l'infligait. Un sentiment de terreur et d'antécédent est venu sur Quentin tout à la fois alors qu'il sentait que l'esprit tordu devenant conscient de sa présence en lui-même et puis il ne voyait rien d'autre que du noir. Se sentant pris au piège et aveugle, il voulait revenir au confort de sa propre conscience, mais il trouva qu'il ne pouvait pas. Le terrible esprit avait le sien à sa portée, et il lui parlait comme il tenait les pensées de Quentin dans le vide abyssal qui entourait sa conscience.
"Jeune, précieux Quentin, oublie ce que tu as vu ici. Ne revoyez jamais ou n'en parlez plus... ou vous êtes le prochain. »
Avec cela, il sentit sa projection psychique se précipiter avec force vers son propre esprit. Alors qu'il s'installait dans les confins de son propre corps, Quentin sentit l'agonie causée par son expulsion exploser dans son crâne. Ses yeux s'ouvrirent alors qu'il courait dans la douleur, et Franklin, Valeria et Spider Man revinrent à l'horizon.
"...à ce qu'il s'est passé? Vous avez trouvé Jack? Où est-il?" Les questions rapidement brouillées de Franklin n'étaient qu'à moitié entendues comme Quentin luttait avec la douloureuse sonnerie du choc psychique produit dans ses oreilles.
"Donne-lui une minute, Franklin." Valeria s'est approchée de Quentin pour s'inquiéter. "Ça va? Qu'avez-vous vu?"
Full name:
Quintavius "Quentin" Quirinius Quire
Alias: 
Kid Omega
Age: 
17
Power:


Telepathy - Quentin his capable of using deep and subtle influence, as well as displaying various psionic abilities with the minds of others including reading and communicating with thoughts over vast distances. However, these abilities have been reduced through the actions of Trask Industries who kidnapped Quentin and used him as a test subject for their mutant cure. Due to this, Quentin struggles to read multiple minds at once, as well as reducing the range of his abilities. He most relies on channeling his mental energy as a astral energy shotgun construct which manifests the focused totality of his telepathic powers, which deals direct mental damage leading to intense pain as well as sometimes unconsciousness/
Psychic Intelligence -  He is able to organize and construct his thoughts at accelerated rates, process data at high speeds, construct and formulate his thoughts with vast quantity and quality, project ideas and impressions into the minds of others and naturally shield himself from psychic assaults.


Skills:
While not strictly a skill, Quentin is able to piss anyone off with little effort. However this could be arguably a weakness rather than a skill.


With a mass of dyed pink hair of course!


 
Brief Bio: 
Quentin's outing as a mutant wasn't all that dramatic in a sense, although his parents defiantly weren't too happy. It began with a series of violent migraines, with him at one point breaking down in class due to all the voices speaking in his head. It was only during a visit from Professor Charles Xavier did he learn that those voices were in fact the thoughts of everyone around him. The Professor informed the boy and his "parents" that he was a mutant and invited him to attend his school in Westchester. He was practically kicked out the house due to him actually being a mutant so therefore had no other choice. In truth, Quentin didn't think that they were had viewed him as that much of an abomination if he hadn't already come out as bisexual months before, to their outrage.
While his time at Xavier’s school wasn’t terrible, Quentin struggled to make any decent friends, falling in with the likes of Mortimer Toynbee and Glob Herman. Due to these friendships, he began to get picked on by the other students, leading him to have more of an angry and snarky nature. This escalated on his 15th birthday where he received a phone call from his “Parents” who informed him that he was adopted. This through Quentin over the edge, with him developing a drug problem as well as making him more violent. Due to this, he constantly questioned Xavier’s views on mutant and human relations, with him even going so far as to venture into town with his two friends to violently beat a gang of human who had insulted/bullied him previously whenever he had ventured off campus. Xavier knew instantly when they returned, prompting an argument between the two, with Quentin knocking Xavier unconscious and declaring a riot at the school.
The riot was quickly subdued but not before the death of a fellow student. Due to his actions, Quentin was taken into SHIELD custody where he spent months locked away in the Raft. After the death of Charles Xavier however at the hands of the Phoenix Force, the school was reopened under the leadership of Wolverine. As instructed by Xavier’s Will, he persuaded Captain America to free Quire from captivity and let him join the student body of the new Jean Grey School led by him as a way to reform Quentin.
Quentin obviously wasn’t welcomed back to the school, although he soon founds friends with fellow outcast Evan Sabahnur, who he eventually formed a relationship with.
All was well until Quentin was kidnapped by the forces of Trask Industries along with several other mutants. They were testing some kind of mutant cure on the teenagers, which seemed to work. However this wasn’t for long, as within a few hours, Quentin found that he had full control of his abilities again. Barely managing to control the scientists around him, he broke free. Upon his return to school, he became surlier than ever due to the loss of his abilities and kept to himself, continuously practising whenever he found time. His anger got the best of him once more and he worsened emotionally.
That was when Mastermind managed to infiltrate the X-men, vowing revenge after between defeated years ago. He managed to break into Cerebra and use his abilities to invert the morality of the X-men, hoping to turn them against each other. This inversion ended up affecting Quentin however, although in this case, he seemingly became “good”. He managed to take down Mastermind after avoiding a free-for-all skirmish between the X-men and used his abilities to change them back. However he neglected to change himself back, stating that he had finally become the Quentin Quire that the world needed.
Quire eventually graduated, becoming a full-fledged X-Man. Deciding to take some time away from the Institute he took to New York, where a call from Valeria Richards caught his attention.
Additional info:
I tried to give Quentin a reason to actual join a team such as the Young Avengers and and thought that the events of AXIS would probably have been it. He'll still keep his surly nature though, although he'll stay as rude and annoying as before. I also edited the AXIS event so that it was an X-men only event, as I didn't think you would have wanted that plot line to have affected nearly every hero and villain!