Screech
The Cool Cat
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Dead Hand looked at the book with mostly unintellegable scribbles all accross the page. For all he knew, it could be the language of magic, and alien cooking recepie, or the scribblings of a 1 year old child. Either way, it made absolutly no sense to him in the slightest. "So, you can, like, read this?"
"The question of the millennium is, is it mutant power, or magic"
"Well, i'm not exactly up on the whole philosophy thing myself. I find punching tends to get my point accross more effectivly, but I'd say in this case, is there any difference? I mean, mutants can do all kinds of strange stuff. Heck, some can even warp reality! Uhhh... I think what I'm trying to say kiddo, is that; Does it really matter? You got a gift, you use it. Is it's source as important as how it's used?"
"The question of the millennium is, is it mutant power, or magic"
"Well, i'm not exactly up on the whole philosophy thing myself. I find punching tends to get my point accross more effectivly, but I'd say in this case, is there any difference? I mean, mutants can do all kinds of strange stuff. Heck, some can even warp reality! Uhhh... I think what I'm trying to say kiddo, is that; Does it really matter? You got a gift, you use it. Is it's source as important as how it's used?"