[ It's hard to place Kate's age - she's young but carries herself with a certain hardness. To people who are skilled at reading people, she reads late teens to early twenties and some kind of rough past - it's the way she hangs back, turned slightly sideways so as to be quick to run or just press against the wall, and yet her eyes never once leave Jedikiah - keeping all of him in sight. ]
[ Jed's seen hundreds of loners, street kids with no life and worse luck, whose powers emerge in a hostile world. He recognizes the posture. But for every one homo superior (and he does hate that term), there are hundreds of regular, average humans. There's not much for him to suspect. Yet.
He lifts an eyebrow. ]
Why, because I'm the boogeyman. [ Light, mocking, and he folds his hands behind his back. ] People fear dedication to a cause. My cause, specifically.
[ Kate could hardly be said to have 'no life' but 'worse luck' sums it up - at least her teleportation saved her from death, but it's also given a very sharp interest in never running into anyone related to the various scientists that she has thus far.
It's not just about her, anymore.
So she just stays back, watching. Wary, occasionally wrapping a section of her long hair around her finger and releasing it. She's learned to fear men in power too. ]
But what makes you the boogeyman? What cause are you so devoted to that others see you as a threat?
Preserving my species. [ Because that's really what it come down to. Evolution is a violent affair, and when a new, improved species steps into the same ecological niche as the previous-- well. It never ends well for the original.
Jedikiah refuses to allow that to happen to humanity. ]
I'm a much better strategist than Dr. Doom. [ Completely deadpan. What? He'd been a kid, once, reading comics with his brother. That time was long, long past, though. ]
Humans. [ As for how, she's better off without the specifics. ] By any means necessary.
Doom likes humans. It's the mutants he doesn't like.
[ Baby sister of four brothers. She knew some of it. ]
And he has his own country, so he's not that bad at it.
[ But she is just going to lean a little further against the wall. Like she's sizing him up - which she is - but it's not predatory or even overly cautious. More a pickpocket sizing up a mark, or hooker sizing up a possible john, trying to decide if he's a customer or a cop. Lean back slightly, shift her weight to the balls of her feet, ready to sprint but not moving yet. ]
What defines 'human'? You'll see a lot of strange types in this place.
[ Jed almost looks like a cop - the sharp lines of his suit, the barely-there imprint of the gun at his hip - but there's something looser in his posture, more powerful. Something dangerous. ]
Genetics is what makes us human. The ability to interbreed amongst ourselves. [ A pause. ] But I'll spare you the evolutionary lecture.
[ She doesn't shift any further, just stays still, watching. Dangerous she knows. ]
Got high school biology, but I don't mind a lecture.
[ She sort of does, anyway. Stole some textbooks and read them. ]
Academic lectures are the good kind.
[ A lifetime ago, Kate was a book worm. She still had a slight vocabulary advantage and a love of books, but survive had come first long enough that she mostly blended in with less educated kids, if you didn't listen too hard. ]
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Why would people think you are?
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He lifts an eyebrow. ]
Why, because I'm the boogeyman. [ Light, mocking, and he folds his hands behind his back. ] People fear dedication to a cause. My cause, specifically.
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It's not just about her, anymore.
So she just stays back, watching. Wary, occasionally wrapping a section of her long hair around her finger and releasing it. She's learned to fear men in power too. ]
But what makes you the boogeyman? What cause are you so devoted to that others see you as a threat?
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Jedikiah refuses to allow that to happen to humanity. ]
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[ ...That was more flip than she meant. Really. ]
What species and how are you doing that?
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Humans. [ As for how, she's better off without the specifics. ] By any means necessary.
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[ Baby sister of four brothers. She knew some of it. ]
And he has his own country, so he's not that bad at it.
[ But she is just going to lean a little further against the wall. Like she's sizing him up - which she is - but it's not predatory or even overly cautious. More a pickpocket sizing up a mark, or hooker sizing up a possible john, trying to decide if he's a customer or a cop. Lean back slightly, shift her weight to the balls of her feet, ready to sprint but not moving yet. ]
What defines 'human'? You'll see a lot of strange types in this place.
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[ Jed almost looks like a cop - the sharp lines of his suit, the barely-there imprint of the gun at his hip - but there's something looser in his posture, more powerful. Something dangerous. ]
Genetics is what makes us human. The ability to interbreed amongst ourselves. [ A pause. ] But I'll spare you the evolutionary lecture.
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[ She doesn't shift any further, just stays still, watching. Dangerous she knows. ]
Got high school biology, but I don't mind a lecture.
[ She sort of does, anyway. Stole some textbooks and read them. ]
Academic lectures are the good kind.
[ A lifetime ago, Kate was a book worm. She still had a slight vocabulary advantage and a love of books, but survive had come first long enough that she mostly blended in with less educated kids, if you didn't listen too hard. ]