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♥ my love is selfish and it cares not who it hurts

Remy? It's Nill.

Someone on the Network is asking about you. They say they're from your world.

There's a couple of those running around, yeah. Why, did it sound like trouble?

I don't know if it sounds like trouble, but it doesn't sound good either. He didn't seem very inclined to actually ask you anything himself. It was strange.

If you were from my world _{( "If you knew me in my world" )} it wouldn't be that strange. This guy got a name, petite?

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If it isn't that strange, then it sounds even more like trouble.

His ID says Nathan Summers.

Estie de con

Ignore that.

It's alright. I know him. He's a bit nosy and self-righteous, but not dangerous.

[She has no idea what that means, but if he's telling her to ignore it, then it probably wasn't anything good. And since this is text she's c/ping that to look it up later.]

Do you want me to let you know if he asks any more questions about you?

_{( Well, damn. )}

I don't know that he will. Being so open isn't his style, normally. But I appreciate it.

I'll keep an eye on him.

Outside of the post, he isn't being very open at all. It's a little strange.

He's not a bad man. We just have a complicated past.

_{( He feels he owes her some kind of explanation, but he's not sure how to broach it. )}

Most people do.

[Which isn't to say that she's trying to generalize it. Just that a lot of people have complicated pasts, and that if he doesn't want to, then he doesn't need to offer her any more than that.

Then, after a pause,]

He's saying he's worried about you.

_{( He snorts, at that, which she obviously can't see. )}

Which means he's worried about what I'm up to.

I see.

[One of those types...]

I'll try to keep the conversation with him brief.

At least he's asking, and not just reading minds.

_{( A bit of mutant cattiness there, perhaps? )}

But like I said, he shouldn't be trouble. Just the world's biggest pain.

[Woah there. What?]

He can do that?

[A pause. That didn't sound like a good reaction.]

Has he done it to you?

Even his mama couldn't manage it, so I'd really like to see him try.

What do you mean?

Oh, sorry - not making much sense, am I? We're mutants. Me and Cable Summers.

I see.

[ ... ]

I was in a world once where the people in charge tried to have everyone they considered a mutant killed. But mutants there were anyone that had special abilities, or something that made them look like they might not be human.

Is it the same for your world?

Similar, I suppose. There are a lot of different ways to get powers, or abilities. With mutants its all the same--our genes. We're a separate species. Homo superior.

_{( And even as he types that, he rolls his eyes. He's never been one for the superiority rhetoric. )}

But the prejudice is probably the same. The danger. Most people don't like us, much, no matter what we do.

[So that's it. The difference isn't that they have abilities, but it's built into their bodies. From the moment they're born, there's something different about a "mutant" than everyone else.

Even so, he's right. The danger probably isn't much different, and neither is the way people treat you.]

It doesn't seem fair.

[Which may be a little stupid to say, she supposes. She's aware that very few things are fair.]

I'm sorry your world is like that.

Every place has got its ups and downs, petite. It's no better or worse than anywhere else.

_{( And despite all, it's home. He rather likes it, most days. )}

[With the more worlds she gets to see, she's starting to believe that. As different as they seem on the surface, most are the same.]

I think you're right.

If he can read minds, can you do that too?

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