RICHARRRRRDS!

[latverian]

There's nothing to gain by either you or me wasting time with idle talk. I'm a very busy man and I'm sure you know that I'd rather not be bothered unless it's important.

Privately owned companies are falling over themselves to go into space now. It's an exciting time for Van Damme Industries.

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[stretching]

Mundanes are going to be prone to bothering you anyway, no matter how 'busy' you claim to be.

[Speaking from... experience here.]

[transparent]

... What is it with you men and this "all work, no play" attitude? I know this comes as a shock, but some people actually enjoy conversation once in awhile.

[latverian]

I don't think there's anything wrong with conversation, Susan. It's always worthwhile if you have an interesting partner.

[latverian]

And how do you deal with that, as someone else who's busy?

[someone's barely restraining himself from some unsightly teeth clenching, reed's hair is unmistakable in any universe]

[humantorch]

Sooo this time you're just staying in space, right? Mommy and Daddy can drop off your car seat in a nice black hole.

[stretching]

Currently? I find that a little give and take is often what appeals to them – compromise. Arguing with them doesn't seem to ever get anywhere, and rather encourages them to do the opposite of what you'd prefer.

[It's noticeable; just as the tension in Reed's knit brow is noticeable as well. No matter the universe, they're just plain not going to get along. Bonus points for Reed at least attempting a civil conversation.]

[humantorch]

I resent that remark.

I totally play.

couldn't resist.

[revvedup]

What's the big deal about space, anyway?

[future_founder]

Well, look at you, Vic! You're... squishy again.

[transparent]

You wouldn't have shown up here at all if part of you wasn't looking for one.

[transparent]

I did say "men".

[bowbeforedoom]

Attempting to reason with your mundane is a waste - they will continue to be a nuisance, regardless of how logical your arguments are.

[latverian]

I would encourage it if there was any direction. [or: anything in it for me] What kind of trouble have you gotten yourself into, Reed?

[because muns sending their muses places is always Reed's problem. it's as close to a "what's up?" as Victor can manage.]

[latverian]

I must admit that I was hoping to see you here. I've missed your company.

[latverian]

Speaking as a man fired from NASA, I wouldn't imagine you have any authority on space travel, Storm.

haha, perfect!

[latverian]

It's the possibilities of exploring the unknown. So many tools and resources are out there, just waiting to be refined for the benefit of us here on Earth.

[though he speaks passionately about space travel, there's a slight distraction because of this woman's strong resemblance to Sue]

I'm sorry, but have we met before? You seem a bit familiar to me.

[latverian]

[Victor recognizes Reed, but this appearance is far from familiar.]

And your head is... large.

[well as long as they're stating the obvious]

LKJSDGKLNSFDGKNLSG YES

[latverian]

I couldn't have said it better.

[no really, bro, your speaking voice is fantastic]

[future_founder]

It needs to be, if I'm to keep up with my Children.

You're also not dead... interesting.

[transparent]

Is that why you were screaming Reed's name in the subject line?

:D

[bowbeforedoom]

Yes, I am certain that you couldn't have. ["Shockingly", Doom's even arrogant towards alternate versions of himself.] It comes with the territory, I suppose - when one rules a country, becoming a great speaker is a necessity.