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outer_divide2012-07-21 02:05 pm
cantcatchme) wrote in outer_divide2012-07-21 02:05 pm
[Video] Early Saturday
[The screen flickers on to show an annoyed, ruffled, white-haired young man, clearly standing right outside the spaceship. The image is in focus and right-side up, even. Somebody knew what a video phone was. He brushes some hair back into place with quick fingers before speaking, his voice irritated instead of scared or worried.]
What the hell, man? Think you coulda warned me, huh?
[He scowls at the screen - clearly, a reply that's not instantaneous isn't quick enough]
Hellooo, Magneto? Cut the mysterious crap and get with the program! This another one of your tests? What more do I need to prove, huh?
What the hell, man? Think you coulda warned me, huh?
[He scowls at the screen - clearly, a reply that's not instantaneous isn't quick enough]
Hellooo, Magneto? Cut the mysterious crap and get with the program! This another one of your tests? What more do I need to prove, huh?
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[Bombed? This isn't making it easy to blow off all the warnings he's gotten. He starts following Todd]
Be just like home, then. Except the bombs make a mess instead of Alvers.
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Yeah, kinda like that, I guess. People ain't all very... friendly, but some of 'em are. Like that big robot guy. He kept talkin' like the goodie-goods, all about stickin' together and helpin' each other out, and stuff.
[He obviously is still skeptical about it all, but hey, he's willing to be convinced if they're really serious about it all.]
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Well, I don't know about you, but I'm not planning on teaming up with those losers. They'll just slow me down.
[He zips around in a quick circle to illustrate. Damn, does it feel good to stretch his legs a bit.]
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[Todd just rolls his eyes at the showing off. Nevermind that if it were him, he'd be showing off all over the place.]
Long's you don't get yerself shot, or somethin'.
[Pietro might've been a jerk-- and is being more of a jerk than usual, today-- but he was still on his side. Sort of.]
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[Being tagged by Spyke's spikes doesn't count, for some reason.]
So. Bombs and guns, huh? Guess they weren't exaggerating. Ah, well. I don't plan to get involved.
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Then what do you plan t'do?
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[Darn Toad, poking holes in his logic. He looks a tad annoyed]
Probably gather information. See if I can figure out what's going on here, and how to get us home.
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Well, goin' home's probably better than bein' stuck here. They keep talkin' about not having enough food and bein' careful and stuff. It's like hidin' from normal people all over again, only worse.
[And he knows how much he hates that. They'd even tries getting rid of it, and look how well that had gone over? Geez.]
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[At least they could agree on something?]
Leave it to me, and I'll figure out what makes these so-called 'authorities' tick.
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[So it's more just wait and see, apparently. Well, Todd's happy to let Pietro see what he can do. He can just... uh... wait on Thero, or something.]
Just keep me in the loop, right?
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Sure, sure. I'll let you know if I need you for something.
[The idea that Todd might refuse to do anything he orders hasn't occurred to him yet.]
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[Todd says it at a grumble. At least Thero was kind of nice about it. He decides then and there not to mention Thero anymore at all. So there.
He mostly keeps to muttering under his breath until they reach the Flop, unless Pietro has something more to say.]
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Anyway, he won't pay Todd much mind.]</small]
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