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[solitaire]

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[solitaire]

There's a couple of those running around, yeah.

Why, did it sound like trouble?

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[reassures]

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.

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[solitaire]

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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[reassures]

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

His ID says Nathan Summers.

[ text ] 1/3

[solitaire]

Estie de con

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[solitaire]

Ignore that.

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[solitaire]

It's alright. I know him.

He's a bit nosy and self-righteous, but not dangerous.

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[reassures]

[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?

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[solitaire]

_{( Well, damn. )}

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

But I appreciate it.

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[reassures]

I'll keep an eye on him.

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

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[solitaire]

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. )}

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[reassures]

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.

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[solitaire]

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

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

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[reassures]

I see.

[One of those types...]

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

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[solitaire]

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.

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[reassures]

[Woah there. What?]

He can do that?

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

Has he done it to you?

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[solitaire]

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

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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.