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[Today is a good day for serious business, apparently. There's a certain something he's been putting off for a while, and after one-too-many dreams interrupting his sleep, he's had enough: this morning when Billy wakes up, the first thing he does is jot out a note in the journal-]
[Private to Ben Grimm]
Hey, would it be okay if I swung by to ask you a few things?
[He'll work through his morning routine until he gets a response, after which he'll go for a visit and get a hell of a lot more than he bargained for.
After that, his mood for the day is drastically altered; he'll skip out on school, trying to sort out his feelings on the matter. Tommy's still AWOL, and he's trying not to worry Teddy, but what he's just been told has really got him thinking- about people, and heroes, and the unfairness of mankind in general. And eventually he'll just go ahead and return to his journal for it. He's kind of in over his head here.]
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I know Luceti's full of heroes- seems kind of a standard trait for most of us, for whatever reason. Back on my world, super-humans aren't that uncommon, and in general they're revered for everything they do for the world. Some of them were born that way, and some of them are from other planets, and some were altered to get their powers, and some have a lot of talent or skill instead of powers. But they're all considered to be super heroes. There's bad guys, too- just as diverse and unique as the heroes they fight. People fear them and celebrate their defeat.
There's another group, though... humans who got their powers because of evolution. It's much more natural, in a lot of ways. Some are heroes, some are villains. Some are just trying to get by without becoming one or the other. But regular humans fear them, and hate them for it, even if they save the world just as much as the heroes they love. They're called criminals or monsters, no matter how innocent they might be.
[He hesitates- it's probably obvious to some, what he's talking about, and he's not sure if he should lock it from the mutant population, or apologize, or something, but it relates to them even if it's not by name. Hiding it wouldn't be right.
In the end he just leaves it be.]
...Sorry for the ramble. But it's not fair, and... I just can't understand why. Why hate one and love the other, when they're basically the same?
[Private to Ben Grimm]
Hey, would it be okay if I swung by to ask you a few things?
[He'll work through his morning routine until he gets a response, after which he'll go for a visit and get a hell of a lot more than he bargained for.
After that, his mood for the day is drastically altered; he'll skip out on school, trying to sort out his feelings on the matter. Tommy's still AWOL, and he's trying not to worry Teddy, but what he's just been told has really got him thinking- about people, and heroes, and the unfairness of mankind in general. And eventually he'll just go ahead and return to his journal for it. He's kind of in over his head here.]
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I know Luceti's full of heroes- seems kind of a standard trait for most of us, for whatever reason. Back on my world, super-humans aren't that uncommon, and in general they're revered for everything they do for the world. Some of them were born that way, and some of them are from other planets, and some were altered to get their powers, and some have a lot of talent or skill instead of powers. But they're all considered to be super heroes. There's bad guys, too- just as diverse and unique as the heroes they fight. People fear them and celebrate their defeat.
There's another group, though... humans who got their powers because of evolution. It's much more natural, in a lot of ways. Some are heroes, some are villains. Some are just trying to get by without becoming one or the other. But regular humans fear them, and hate them for it, even if they save the world just as much as the heroes they love. They're called criminals or monsters, no matter how innocent they might be.
[He hesitates- it's probably obvious to some, what he's talking about, and he's not sure if he should lock it from the mutant population, or apologize, or something, but it relates to them even if it's not by name. Hiding it wouldn't be right.
In the end he just leaves it be.]
...Sorry for the ramble. But it's not fair, and... I just can't understand why. Why hate one and love the other, when they're basically the same?
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[Now that he actually has to make a serious decision, though... um.]
I guess... motorcycle, maybe. I mean, I normally ride a bike, it can't be that different, right?
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Yeah, somethin' like that. Why don't you start out on the moped?
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[He doesn't seem terribly bothered by the idea, even if it is awfully uncool - sarcasm is his cushion, though, so whatever. He wanders over to the nearest model, lifting a brow.]
Have we got helmets?
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I think the Harley would be a bit much.
[HI BABY, HOW ARE YOU!? MOMMY HAS MISSED YOU SO.]
We've got the safety features on. If you want a helmet, you can try back there.
[NOT FOR HER. HAVE YOU MISSED HER, BABY?
She's just barely containing her need to check her bike out all over.]
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[And he goes to fetch himself a helmet anyway, latching it on while he sits on the moped. Then he eyes it suspiciously for a long moment, checking out the controls. He... has never done this before.
Oi.]
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Accelerator. Break. Ignition. You use the handles for steering.
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[Billy turns the key, biting his lower lip as he has to twist it a few times to get the darn thing started. Heavy machinery is so not his forte.]
If I kill myself with this, I suggest writing Teddy a note instead of telling him in perso- whoa!
[He'd twisted the ignition as he spoke, causing the bike to suddenly lunge forward. It's not exactly car-crash speed - moped, after all - but it's more abrupt than he'd expected.]
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Bring it into a turn! Computer, open the bay doors.
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It's- whoa- it's not that different from a bike, is it? Just- it's got a lot more bulk to it. And power.
[And then he almost hits another wall and breaks hard with a yelp, jerking forward. So much for it being easy...]
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Okay. That. Wasn't so terrible. Do ya think you can get it out the door?
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[Which is kind of the opposite of optimism, but he's not going to nitpick himself. Carefully he steers the moped back towards the door, turning the acceleration more tentatively this time, puttering his way through the door. Not bad, not bad...]
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How ya doin'?
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[He'd like to glance over his shoulder at her, but he still is kind of terrified of going head-over-handlebars, so yeah, no.]
Starting to understand why my mom used to say that motorcycles are deathtraps, though.
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You'd hardly crush a snail at that pace. [She grinned at him.] It's a steady bike, Billy, try leanin' to the side a bit. This is a nice stretch of straight road, smooth as cream. You'll be fine.
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[He trusts her, though, doing as instructed and, after a moment's hesitation, twisting to amp up the acceleration. Whether it's merely digitized or not, the bike has a pleasant thrum beneath him and the wind feels good on his face.
And he doesn't even hit a wall. Nice.]
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I know you're not askin' me to explain the science behind holo suites. 'cause I don't know it.
[She's glad he upped the acceleration, though. She followed suit, keeping even pace with him.]
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Probably follows holodeck rules. Secretly rolling floors or something, maybe.
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[The joys of being something of a spazz half the time. She's right, though- the more he thinks about it, the worse he feels, and that's really been his problem all day. Those little moments where he let himself just relax and go with it were the most fun.
So he'll try that. Just... stop thinking about thinking so much.
....
Might take a while, but he'll get it.]
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Rogue will let them ride along for a bit, then pull to a stop beside a pond.]
So? Not bad, right?
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Ahh... no, not bad at all! I think I could actually get used to this. Maybe even try a motorcycle one day.
[...Well, let's not get ahead of ourselves here. But there is a lot of power to be found on these wheels- pfft, and Loki wanted him to ride a horse.]
...Thanks. I didn't think it would be this much fun.
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Billy?
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Yeah?
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I don't wanna hear about what happened to the mutants in your world. I've put enough together to know it pretty much sucks. An' there's nothing I can do about it from here.
[But then she tilted her head and glanced over at him.]
But any time you wanna tell me what happened to you - if you need to talk, I'll listen.
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[His response is hesitant, lips pursing. At least she's not asking about the worst of it. Honestly, when she'd called him over here, he'd expected a lot more questions.
This, though... definitely a surprise. Does she mean the bullying? Because she got the gist of it already...]
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hahaha, stared at this forever and then suddenly ENJOY A FLASHBACK AKAI
WELL DAMN
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