Thirtieth Run - P.I.M.P.

[speeding]

Young Avengers don't kill.

That mean something to anyone else?

Also I am the pimp, even the damn tree thinks so.

Speaking of which, it's kinda no wonder it took out the bookstore. Am I the only one who remembers what happened with Ran? Obviously the tree doesn't like books. Man, this place is going to get all Farhenheit 451 on us, isn't it?

((ooc: strikes readable for a while, then blacked out later.))

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Quicklog

[codenamewiccan]

Was it touch and sight then too? [Code sat in silence as he watched the yellow pony with an ant on its butt bounce around. The name Genosha rang through his mind like a funeral bell.] ...maybe, but if it is, what were we looking for there? What was so important we had to go there?

[He doesn't like it either.]

I had a red cape on, so I guess it really is me. Yeah, I think you are.

Quicklog

[speeding]

No. It was... Fuck it was a long time ago, but you heard the conversation. [Dash wished he'd remembered--or asked more questions. Or that Want hadn't been so vague when he was talking about it.]

Anyway the conversation with T wasn't important I think. Some dream. [Dash shrugged and poked the red white and surly pony.]

I don't know. I don't get it, but it had to be big, if we were going to a place like that.

[That required a pause, and then he dumped the unicorns in Code's lap.]

Scarlet Witch and Quicksilver, huh? Fancy.