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"I produce a mind altering substance in liquid form."

"well at least one thing remains consistent across space and time-- whether or not mind altering substances took ingestible liquid form wasn't always the case. but, surprisingly, more often than not.

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"Say what you will, but they have a special way of making themselves one. I snapped the neck of one of mine."

"I think you've greatly overestimated how interested I am in variants. They're not me, and they're not my problem."

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"I think we are on separate sides of tiktok."

"C'mon, you haven't heard that sound? Wait, you do have a tik tok, right?---don't tell me you're still on x..."

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@hawkitout

He had been expecting Katherine, or Kate as she liked to be called, to be here any minute now. He was running late and this new found music on playing over his speakers didn't make this process move any faster. As Lady Gaga's Abracadabra came on he couldn't help but sing and dance along to it, his shirt still not on. It was mid gyration that he found a familiar face in the doorway watching him.

"How long have you been there?"

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"No. No we cannot. Do you understand the economic impact this could have? If you continue to do this you could flood the market with currency, devaluing the dollar and throwing the nation if not world into economic turmoil as the basis of financial power is in flux. Perhaps the more moral option would be to leave without paying?"

"yeah--you're from space. half the elderly on this planet refuse to get a bank account." billy replied and then lowered his voice "look, it's fine i'll just--" he waved his hands over the table and a pile of money appeared, including a twenty percent tip. "okay, now we can leave."

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His lips quirked into a smirk as his emerald eyes studied him. "Many a person has made such a promise, but few have delivered on it. How am I to believe you are any different?"

hlackheart gave him a careful sweep of his gaze, a coy smirk flirting at the edge of his lips.

"believe me, darling--if we shared a bed, you would remember it 'til the day your mortal heart stopped beating."

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"It's no lie. There was someone I met in another universe. They didn't look like you but they felt like you. The static in the air. The sense of nobility. It is intended as a compliment."

"do you find that line ordinarily works for you?" ororo replied, not at all believing he has seen many women that look like her. even less so that one of her variants would stoop to such an ego.

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"I am not so good at jokes, so I do not attempt them. Why is that so hard to believe? They say the more white hair you have the more experience you have." He replied running a hand through his ivory locks.

"that's a joke, right?"

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"No, it wasn't you. That's why you just remind me of them. No not a Skrull. Not that I'm against the idea of it. It's less so your face and body, it's the eyes."

"Dude, it's me. Are you sure it wasn't a skrull?"

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"You remind me of someone I've bedded."

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"You mean to say they do not operate on a universal credit system linked to your biometric signature? How primitive."

"wait where are you going--we have to pay!"

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"You are glad to be trapped in this city of filth and mayhem?"

"While this is not exactly how the Inhumans would have liked to make our presence known, I'm glad still to be here."

There were Inhumans who lived on Earth (apparently), but those Nuhumans weren't who Crystal were referring to. She meant those who had lived on Attilan, like herself. The real Inhumans.

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"How do you not know what that means yet? I left my gene womb with an understanding of it."

"If someone says multiverse like I'm supposed to know what it means one more time, I think I'm gonna get hostile."