Hey, losers, I'm probably out doing something amazing, so leave a message, and I'll try to get back to you. Or just think really loudly at me. I'll hear it. BEEP.
[Shaw is absolutely picturing this now, and unfortunately, her mental image looks very much like a ten-year-old boy's costume party; sorry, friends. She looks at Root with a raised eyebrow of her own, jerking her chin at Quentin.]
I told her you're an incredibly powerful telepath and can turn people into dribbling idiots if you want. That sounded a lot cooler.
[ Root is absolutely comfortable with entities of terrifying unimaginable power being her friends -- and with being their hype man -- but let's face it, superheroes are incredibly silly. ]
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[Shaw is absolutely picturing this now, and unfortunately, her mental image looks very much like a ten-year-old boy's costume party; sorry, friends. She looks at Root with a raised eyebrow of her own, jerking her chin at Quentin.]
Is this guy a superhero?
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[He looks at Root, putting his hands on his hips and cocking his head with a scolding expression.]
You didn't tell her I'm a superhero? Come on, are you here to hype me up or not?
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[ Root is absolutely comfortable with entities of terrifying unimaginable power being her friends -- and with being their hype man -- but let's face it, superheroes are incredibly silly. ]
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[Sorry, Quentin - now they're ganging up on you. Very insufferable.]