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[reassures]

What do you mean?

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[solitaire]

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

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[reassures]

I see.

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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?

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[solitaire]

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.

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[reassures]

[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.

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[solitaire]

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. )}

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[reassures]

[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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[solitaire]

Hell no.

_{( Which in text, sounds less like the joke it is. )}

My talents lie more in the physical realm than the mental one.

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[reassures]

[Thankfully, she's known enough slightly gruff people that she doesn't take it too seriously.]

That sounds really cool.

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[solitaire]

C'est vrai. Remind me to show you a card trick or two, someday.

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[reassures]

[Hah! She recognizes that phrase. Reading has paid off.]

I will.

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[solitaire]

Good.

And thank you. Again.

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[reassures]

You're welcome.

I'll talk to you later, Remy.