*clambers onto his feet, his one arm still wrapped snugly around the book and scooping up the sex manual from where it had been dropped with the other*
For one thing, I've a unique advantage over robots.
[ he moves his hand toward a pocket but doesn't actually reach inside -- instead three ball bearings float out, one by one, and he turns his palm up as they begin to spin in a circle above it. ]
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Well, I'm not going to be mean to it, whether I can read it or not.
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So why are you on top of their cabin?
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There's a robot called a Sentinel there that's designed to kill mutants.
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Who put it there?
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Why are you out with it? You're a mutant, too.
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Wouldn't you rather know why it exists?
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You don't need to worry about me, Charles.
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[ he moves his hand toward a pocket but doesn't actually reach inside -- instead three ball bearings float out, one by one, and he turns his palm up as they begin to spin in a circle above it. ]
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So is it... metal things? Or... that's not exactly it...
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Electromagnetism.
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