“It’s my night off. We can cover that tomorrow.”
“You’ve got seniority here, so I’m good if you’re good, cuz.”
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“It’s my night off. We can cover that tomorrow.”
“You’ve got seniority here, so I’m good if you’re good, cuz.”
“I’m proud to be a mutant. Don’t let my regrets fool you.”
“No, yeah. I get it. I mean kind of...” He wasn’t a mutant per se but he still had regrets related to the powers he was given.
“Please give me a minute. It’s been a long day.”
“Ugh, yeah. No problema!” He said trying to act like he wasn’t surprised by what she’s doing.
“You do realize I didn’t come in here to listen to you, right?”
“Right right. My bad. So what d’you want? Arm wrestle or something?” He half joked looking at her asgardian biceps.
“Five years. I was gone five years and most of the world fell apart. Excuse me if I’m incredibly unhappy.”
“Hey, I get it. Well. No I don’t but you know what I mean. Be pissed, cus.” He had no idea how to handle this.
“The suit is white. White. Keep your pizza colored fingers away.”
“Fair enough.” Eric complied as he wiped his orange tinted fingers on his pants.
“Yeah? @#$@#$ you.”
“Whoa whoa, what the hell did I do?”
“Definitely just kissed one of my boyfriends duplicates and not my boyfriend. I love multiples.”
“Hate when that happens.”
“If you have a better idea, feel free to share.”
“What if I got a tattoo of that gauntlet thing the big guy had and I snap to try and reverse everything? It’s worth a shot, right?”
“Very formal introduction, Eric,” she replied with a smile, reaching out to return the handshake. “I’m Cindy, and I love your tattoos – I want to get a tattoo so bad, but I don’t know what I’d get. Committing to a design for the rest of my life? It’s a big decision to make.”
“Figured I’d give it a shot for once.” Eric mused. “Thanks, cuz. I appreciate it.” Eric said with a small smirk. “I get it. Me? Once I got my fake ID I went to the first shady place in SoCal and got this one done.” He said as he ointed to a rather unimpressive circular tattoo on his left shoulder.
xwarpath:
“Yeah? I didn’t notice. Seems to me the Underground is being driven into the ground.”
“Uh... Yeah, I agree. But they’re still tryin’. Should get at least a little recognition for not just givin’ up, right?”
symbrvck:
“Damn– what kinda tattoos have you been getting?”
“Ones that make me fly and shoot lasers from my eyes. Y’know, the boring kind.”
wallxflxwer:
“Do we have anyone who’s a good dancer? Now that I’m thinking about it, I can’t find anyone.”
“I feel like Dazzler’s got some moves, but I’d just look creepy if I got her face tattooed on my ass.” Eric mused.
tribusfrost:
“WE ASKED YOU ABOUT THE X-MEN.” “not your stupid little tattoos.” “Focus.”
“And I’m avoiding the subject, cuz.” He said before facing his body towards them and tossing the skeleton on the ground. The comment on his tattoos stung a bit but he was going to act like it rolled off his back. “I told Pierce I'm done trading secrets.” Using his telepathy to try and strengthen his own mental barriers he took a step forward. “And you can tell Reva I’m done selling to you dudes too.” He figured if things went south he’d be best of making them vom their souls out and fly the fuck out of there.
pclariis:
“We’re in a war and you want to be a better dancer?”
“It’s not like I have to be a bad dancer just because we’re in a war. And besides, cuz, might help me with my balance and shit.”
bbombshells:
“Does art imitate life here?”
“Hey that’s pretty deep.” Eric replied genuinely. “For me at least.”
ofphoenixforces:
“Still replicating and stealing, then?”
Erics entire expression dropped as she spoke. No matter how much he tried to convince himself otherwise or how much he did to help the mutant cause he wasn’t a mutant and clearly everyone else remembered. They just saw him as the same piece of shit he was when he got here using powers that weren’t his own to screw over everyone else so he could succeed.
“It’s not stealing.”