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“ As fine as it can be, ” the geomorph responded honestly, looking into her new companion’s face. “ It has been a weird time for me recently. And as it turns out, not so recently. It’s bad enough waking up almost two decades after you thought you were in, but to also find out that there were now five new star wars movies as well was just the icing on my cake. ” Petra wasn’t really sure why she was so comfortable around the other, but the words were just poring out faster than they could be stopped.

“ On it’s own ? Absolutely nothing. It’s just a plain ass stone. With me, however, whatever I want it to, ” she replied. Though vaguely tempted to turn it into a knife or some such thing just to accentuate her point, Petra figured that would like as not be taken in a threatening way, which despite her somewhat grouchy attitude, she had no intention of doing. 

“ Oh, kay. ” She continued to fiddle with her stone as she looked at the man. She was fairly sure she knew his face and it only took her a moment to place it. He was fairly well known after all. As Petra realized who he was the stone took the form of a spider. 

" I assure you it’s neither magic nor a trick, ” the younger returned, bristling probably visibly at the nickname ‘kid’. Not that he was to know the bad associations she had with the term. He was being nice though, so she tried again with less hostility. “ Its a mutation from my x-gene. It’s literally just something I can inherently do. ”

“ I’m fine. Sorta miss some people, sorta miss New York. It’s whatever. How are you ? ” Fellow mutants were about the only people who would ever get more than just an icy glare out of her. Not that it was really anyone’s fault what happened, but she had never held much trust when it came to homo-sapiens. 

A small genuine smile blossomed on the edges of her mouth as her stone likewise turned into a hand and waved back. “ I dunno, guess i’m here cuz outside is the only thing that hasn’t changed, ” she said with a shrug.

“ I’m a geomorph, it’s kinda my only skill set. I’m a mutant, ” the younger deadpanned. Many people in the time she was used to would visibly balk at so blatant a confession about genetic status. It would be interesting to see what this woman thought.

“ Oh. Thanks, I guess. It’s not magic in the slightest. Just an evolutionary bonus or whatever the science behind it is this school year. Atom bomb, or whatever. ”

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“ Not exactly a ‘dear’, but okay. ” The blonde turned back towards the accidental earth art, inwardly grateful that the other woman wasn’t upset at the same time as being irritated at being called dear. She was sure most people, at least most of those associated with the x-men, would have heard about what had happened to her by now. It had been somewhat of an issue when two unknown mutants wearing X uniforms had been discovered in an accidental time capsule on an island that had once captured the elite team. 

“ If you aren’t willing to push people then don’t complain when they are in your way. Easy as. ” She probably should have taken into account that she wasn’t the most conventional person or even that she had developed somewhat of an attitude in her old age and that a lot of people wouldn’t wish to behave the same way but that was not even a thought in her mind.

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