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[glassbox]

it's diamond lil.
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[glassbox]

Hey, it's Lil. Y'know, technically speakin' an' all, it's Mrs. Jeffries, but I s'pose that ain't the point now, is it?

[themisfit]

[ Well, whups. ]

Ah. I am very sorry. I assumed it was the, um... Less-presumtuous choice, I suppose. I apologize.

[ Yep. ] I am happy to hear from you, in either case!

[glassbox]

Ain't a problem. Just sayin', that's all. [ a light beat. ] Y'just tryin' t'reach out t'all the other mutants or somethin' then?

[themisfit]

More or less, yes, at least to those I don't have more regular contact with. I should like to be a more active associate.

[glassbox]

S'pose there's not as many as there used t'be.

[ another brief pause ]

Y'holdin' up alright?

[themisfit]

Oh, well... I think so. I will be, if nothing else.

Yourself?

[glassbox]

Almost seems kinda repetitive t'get upset now, don't it? When folks just keep leavin' like this.

[themisfit]

This place is very desensitizing, in that respect. At least with people of your own world, you know that you might see them again. I suppose there wouldn't be much to fret over at all if I weren't dead.

That bit... That kind of puts a damper on things, but. Live for the day, ja?

[glassbox]

[ a light beat ]

Y'mean, y'died back home?

[themisfit]

I did. I got a robot-arm through the chest. That will kill almost anybody.

[glassbox]

Jesus, Kurt. It's always the goddamn bots, ain't it? [ a little beat ] I'm sorry to hear it, hon. You're one of the good ones.

[themisfit]

Thank you. I appreciate the sentiment.

[ And pause, because how does one pick up a conversation after that? ] So, you see... Now and again I feel the door closing. I want to make the best of my time with the company that I can.

[glassbox]

I know that feelin'.

[ another little pause ]

Maybe we could all get t'gether sometime or somethin'.

[themisfit]

I... Would be willing to try, certainly. I am not sure how well it might work as a gathering, considering who's left of our kind. I don't think I've ever experienced Quentin Quire and Julian Kellar in the same room before, but I'm not sure it's an experience I need.

[glassbox]

Who's that, some kids or somethin'?

[themisfit]

Yes. Rebellious teenager types, you know. I'm never sure what to do with them. They're inconsolable.

[glassbox]

What, y'don't remember bein' a teenager?

[themisfit]

I like to think I was very mild-mannered. I just trained and watched movies.

[glassbox]

Don't sound like all that much fun.

[themisfit]

I did my best with what I had. I happen to like movies.

Canada must have more to offer a child than rural Bavaria, I take it?

[glassbox]

I dunno. I had a real ordinary unbringin'. Y'know what I mean? Ain't nothin' special.

[themisfit]

I'm sure it was very nice, and look at what a lovely individual you are now.

[glassbox]

That's real sweet a'you, hon, even if it ain't all that true.

[themisfit]

Well, I am sure it's no so far off.

Perhaps we'll have this get-together, and I shall more properly assess the situation. In between rounds of managing angry teenagers.

[glassbox]

Well, don't y'worry, hon. I've handled a lot worse than a coupla rowdy kids. I'll help y'out.