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[danzan]

un: wolverine history t @ hs, lit prof @ college, volunteer @ S.T.R.A.N.G.E. living at 2008 howard hill, dunwich hollow more info + plots here ( TXT AUTO-REPLY ) This Fluid is in DO NOT DISTURB mode. If you would like your message to appear as a notification, send "URGENT". ( VOICEMAIL MSG ) "It's Logan. You know what to do."

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THEY'RE SO PERFECT

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One-handed.

[ C'mon Logan. ]

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Oh, are we bragging now?

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How it's supposed to be done.

Look. Someone replied.

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[ Squint. ] What's a "Yoo-En"?

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Short for 'username'.

[ She's pretty sure. ]

[danzan]

Which is.

Like a code name?

Do I have one?

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Wolverine is your code name.

[ She knows that. ]

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[ Cue a look. ]

Where'd you learn that?

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From you.

There was a school for her too, but it wasn't a good one.

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What're you talking about?

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She can't project. She can only receive, and that's enough, because she can never turn it off anymore.

She's talking about the things that make people different. She's talking about being gifted.

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[ Logan chooses this moment to ignore the flood of messages to look at River instead, his head tilting slightly. ]

You're a telepath?

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[ She's still replying with her other hand, but the one on his device stills. ]

They called it psychic. One-way access only.

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[ He didn't even feel her in his head in whatever instance she thought fit to read his mind-- or, well, that her body thought fit, given that mention of lack of control.

That's level five mutant shit. ]

Can you read my mind now? [ And for the sake of the exercise, he thinks about a corgi playing in a puddle. ]

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It's very cute, with a fuzzy butt. And now it's getting all wet.

[ She sticks out her tongue a little but puts it away almost immediately. ]

Simon explains it better. Her brother. He's just smart.

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[ So she really can read. Remembering she'd been there for the corn maze makes Logan feel even worse than he already did. ]

My brother was pretty damn smart, too. [ Lifting a hand, he hesitates... then pats River on the head. ]

It's nice to know a psychic around here. I don't know how much help I'll be, but if you ever wanna learn how to control it-- I can try and teach you sometime. All right?

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[ She makes a happy little noise at the pat. Touches are nice. Contact is nice. Adults who will probably take care of her if allowed and able are nice. ]

The control might be out of her hands. Extenuating circumstances. Circumcision of the brain.