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Well now this was strange indeed.
Being in this sort of environment was nothing new for The Vision, despite how bound to Earth he tended to be. Aliens, demons, deities, mind-bending horrors. But this was a curious spectacle. A cape, a curious lack of hair and a dashing uniform. Like a mirror almost. Optics scanned the man before him, though he wasn’t being too subtle about it. The synthezoid ducked his head underneath the newspaper, shuffling some in his seat.
The thoughts going through his head, though, were not some sort of judgment. It was what humans referred to as “idle thought”. Daydreaming. One main point stood out in his logic receptors and that message kept repeating itself on a loop.
‘ He looks just like me. ‘