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I'm not entirely sure this is the wisest course of action. Yes, I realize I have not been a shining example of sound decision making as of late but that hardly means throwing in your lot with aliens is a good idea.

Aliens does imply space ship, I understand tha-

Oh... oh well that changes things... Really? It's openly accessible to people attempting to make repai-

Right. Carry on.

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You know, we're not all aliens.

Well no, of course not, and there's... [He frowns a little, not sure this is entirely correct but they've been on relatively good standing with the Ultimates for a bit now and Thor seems most understanding of all of them.] nothing inherently wrong with being an alien.

My point is simply that it is an alien world and... perhaps it's for the best.

[Just gonna park his butt here, crouching on his staff.]

An alien world that clearly needs help, though. Dunno how any of us got on the ship but if your mun wants you to be part of it, maybe it's a good thing.

Besides, you might find someone there you know. You won't be seeing me just yet, but I'm pretty sure furry and blue is something from your place.

My world needs help. We're on the brink of civil war. Genocide is a constant threat from both sides. [And he's just so tired of it. He wasn't made for this constant fighting.

It's almost comforting to think of seeing the others again after that fiasco at the capitol building. But there's the lingering doubts, after all it was at least partially his fault. I very much doubt if I do know anyone it will be anyone happy to see me.]

Furry and blue... [A grimace.] It's not a common occurrence.

Your world won't be going anywhere if you leave.

[He shrugged lightly. That's what his mun told him, anyway.]

You go back home and it'll be as if you never left. So you don't need to worry about things happening while you're gone.

[He grins lightly.]

Oh, don't look so down about it. While blue isn't something I'm used to, furry is. Lots of the other spirits are.

Yes, my mundane mentioned something about time paradoxes. It's a little disturbing thinking about time being subjected to a "pause button".

Then again that's... not really likely to be a problem anymore. I'm rather certain I did not survive the latest attack against the mutant population. [Somehow thinking about it in terms of what it means politically instead of flat out saying "I'm dead" makes it a little easier to cope with... a little.]

Yes well... however common it may be for spirits, it is decidedly less so for mutants.

Oh, great. Another of the X-Geeks. And a teacher, too. Just great.

[Todd looks displeased by this. Maybe even a little pouty. Also? He's sixteen years old and not quite as green as you might remember, Hank.]

[He squints a little, adjusts his glasses and cocks his head curiously.]

Toad? I... I'm almost afraid to ask what happened to you given the nature of the technology that I've been told is prevalent in this Verdana.

[He's actually not sure how old Toad is in his world. Greener certainly, old enough to smoke not that that means much. But he dresses like a juvenile delinquent so it's not as big a difference as one might expect.]

[Now the look Todd's giving him is annoyed and confused.]

Nothin' happened to me. This is how I always look. ... guess you must know a different version of me or somethin'.

[Because at least he's familiar with that.]

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