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“I’m on a creeper under one of Doom’s cars and even though I know what I’m doing doesn’t mean I want to be doing it!” Kitty groaned in exasperation as she came out from under the vehicle on a rolling piece of thin metal. She looked around at the other person in the shop. “This is not how I should be utilized as a ‘tech researcher.’” She made air quotes with her smudgy hands. “What was your original job anyway? Mine was definitely not this.”
The mutant doesn’t quite know anything about driving, cursing himself for having never learned how to do so. He relied too heavily on his powers and was paying for it now. He hates walking everywhere, but will have to adjust for now. “MY DAD always told me that it never pays to be good at something. You end up doing more work you didn’t sign up for that way — do you fix up cars?” He asks gesturing to the vehicle.
















