I don't know what YOU'RE doing, but I'm wondering why you're texting me out of the blue. Why the sudden interest from someone who doesn't care?
[He wants something. Why else would he be ripping the curtain off the illusion that her powers are still her secret? Which just leaves the question: what? For her to admit something? For her to assure him her bullshit powers aren't on the fritz? He has his thumb and forefinger pinched around a very sore nerve right now and her mind leaps to the worst.]
You realize that makes no sense. Neither of them had scars when they healed.
I care if the neighborhood gets exploded or melted because I am an inhabitant of the neighborhood and so are other INNOCENT people who probably don't deserve to be exploded or melted
[ He doesn't want anything, Jesus Christ, Henry. ]
neither of them have stage 4 everything cancer fighting their healing factors either
[He has an uncanny knack for knowing how to pinch that nerve just a bit harder. Add that to his resume of mutant powers.
But she can't list off every reason she'd rather claw her own eyes out than have this conversation with him now. That sure is the c card in play. And everyone knows you're supposed to shut your mouth and suck it up and hand out a free pass because you can't scream at people with stage 4 everything cancer for their consistent habit of being crazy or upsetting.
Deep breath.]
That sucks. Sorry.
[But this high road doesn't angle so high she'll acknowledge the rest. That he is worried about her going nuclear is, quite frankly, laughable.]
wasn't looking for pity points, Barbara Millicent Roberts but good to know you'd ace the empathy part of your interview if you were running for Miss X-Woman
anyway if you're not gonna explode the town I have tumours to grow and blood to bleed
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[He wants something. Why else would he be ripping the curtain off the illusion that her powers are still her secret? Which just leaves the question: what? For her to admit something? For her to assure him her bullshit powers aren't on the fritz? He has his thumb and forefinger pinched around a very sore nerve right now and her mind leaps to the worst.]
You realize that makes no sense. Neither of them had scars when they healed.
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because I am an inhabitant of the neighborhood
and so are other INNOCENT people
who probably don't deserve to be exploded or melted
[ He doesn't want anything, Jesus Christ, Henry. ]
neither of them have stage 4 everything cancer fighting their healing factors either
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But she can't list off every reason she'd rather claw her own eyes out than have this conversation with him now. That sure is the c card in play. And everyone knows you're supposed to shut your mouth and suck it up and hand out a free pass because you can't scream at people with stage 4 everything cancer for their consistent habit of being crazy or upsetting.
Deep breath.]
That sucks. Sorry.
[But this high road doesn't angle so high she'll acknowledge the rest. That he is worried about her going nuclear is, quite frankly, laughable.]
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but good to know you'd ace the empathy part of your interview if you were running for Miss X-Woman
anyway if you're not gonna explode the town
I have tumours to grow and blood to bleed
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[Surely not a heart-to-heart.]
Guess it's a good thing you heal, then. Thanks for the chat. Should I wait for you to hang up again, or are we just going to call it?
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[Like the Energizer Bunny, he just keeps going and going.]